At the balcony.

Sara let her tears flow with the light breeze hitting her face as she balanced herself over the first step of the railings, almost falling over. 

"..." Sara was suddenly pulled over from the balcony railings by Harish who glared at her shouting "...what you think you are doing, huh?"

Sara didn't wait for his nonsense and tried to move out when he grabbed her wrist.

"...let go!!...I said let go..." she tried to remove his grip but Harish wanted to know why she was taking such a drastic measure to end her life.

Actually, Sara was not at all thinking of something stupid like that. She just wanted to feel the breeze and went a little overboard with standing on the railing, making it look like an attempt to kill herself.

Sara was smart enough to find a solution to a problem then do a stupidity of ending her life.

"...why do you care, huh?" she jolted herself from his hold and towered him "...you are a man...what do you know what a woman feels...huh?...what she wants...what she desires...*shaking her head*...you will only know how to fulfil your needs...your desires...your *staring in his calm eyes*..."

She felt things to heat up between them, when Harish gave her the one look that she had never experienced. Lust. Pure lust.

Her breathing increased with her plump lips opening slightly and her eyes falling over his lips which smiled teasing her.

Then her eyes went to his hooded eyes, after devouring his inviting lips with her needy eyes for a whole three seconds.

"...I...I...*breathing heavily*..." she gulped and backed a little, fearing for the sinful thoughts trying to occupy her brains.

Before she could escape, a smirking Harish grabbed her waist and took her lips for a full-blown French kiss totally surprising her.

Her eyes widened but relaxed the next moment with her hands escaping in his locks. Harish lifted her a bit to make one of her legs stretch and bend backwards totally enjoying his beautiful kiss.

After a minute, Harish softly made her stand upright and bobbed her nose whispering "...let me fulfil your desires...pretty Sara...my love (Pia)..." with a sinful growl.

*moans*

But the next moment, Sara realised her identity being flashed in front of him and separated herself from him.

"...I...I...can't..." she ran off from his smiling self, who felt the little shower of the winter rains on his face.

He brushed his hair back, tilting his head back and looked up the sky murmuring "...I found you..." and glanced back at her fading figure.

He took his glass from the table and gulped it down in one shot. He flicked his phone and messaged Taehyung to engage the guests as he was going to retire for the night.

Sara was sitting on the stairs of the hotel where the party was going on and clutched her body closer on the stupidity that she did.

"...Mam?..." the waiter looking guy called her who nodded to get a note that read '...I know you need me...I am waiting...come to room no. 365...' making her realise from whom it was.

Her pupils shaked on not letting her twirled head take over her tangled broken heart. She doesn't need mending. She can mend herself. But how?

Everyone was trying to. Ashley. Rashmi. Abhishek.

But the people who had given her nightmares – Edward and Monica. What did they do? They never apologised. Not once.

She doesn't need this betrayal. Insult. Sadness. Treachery. Bitterness.

She needs?!!

She needs love.

A good pampered love.

A nice soft touch.

The way he held her so softly in his strong grip, when his soft lips caressed her hot lips. His strength. His eyes. His scent.

She brushed her wet hair back and cried silently. As she looked up with closing her eyes and remembered the faces – Smiling Edward, snickering Monica.

Her eyes opened with only one thing in her mind.

Lose it.

Suite room

Harish poured the wine in his glass with the serene music playing in the back and tilted his head back. The perfect ambience was set by him for his lady love. Dim lit room with serene soft music playing in the background. Scented candles for a refreshing aura when they would become one.

As he twirled a little, there was a knock on the door making him smirk. He kept the glass on the table and took the perfume bottle with whiffing some in his open shirt.

He then took a sip of his wine and went to open the door for her. 

There she was clutching her shivering wet body closer to herself. She looked up to him whispering '...I need you...' to which Harish licked his lips and tilted his head with a nod, inviting her inside.

"...you need some wine..." as he locked the door, Sara looked back with a slight nod. A little intoxication would help her forget the sin that she was going to perform, she thought.

As she sat on the edge of the bed, Harish saw the way she was still contemplating and poured her a little wine for her first time.

He squatted down in front of her and offered her the drink which her remorseful eyes fell on. A calm Harish signalled her to have it to which she grabbed the glass with the thought '...go for it...' and gulped it down at one go with a grimace. 

Harish saw the way her throat danced with swallowing down the liquid with some dripping from her red painted lips. 

His brazen eyes were loving her wine dripping soft lips and remembered the way his rough lips tasted her after so long on the balcony with no protests from her, unlike the last time. His lips tilted up a little remembering her constant retaliation every time he would try to seduce his lovely wife.

As Sara clutched the empty glass still not matching his eyes and looked down with her heavy breaths, Harish woke up from her alluring daze.

Harish took the glass from her slowly and kept it over the bedside table.

The back of his hands went to softly brush her exposed shoulder with the shimmering water droplets on them.

Harish's eyes glimmered when Sara closed her eyes on feeling his novel touch.

Was she untouched for so long?! – the thought made Harish crease his brow with not understanding the said lawyer whitewash boyfriend, who would always tag along. Being narrated by his trusty ace Taehyung on his report about the madam, Pia and her long history in Paris.

Nonetheless, Harish moved closer sensing her breathing increasing with the closeness and took a whiff of her scent to fill his nostrils. Vanilla. She still got it, even after so long.

"...I need to...use the washroom..." as she suddenly worded out breathlessly, Harish backed a little from tracing through her exposed upper bosoms with his hot breaths.

"...ok..." He got up to show her the way to the washroom, to which Sara ran towards it.

In the washroom

Sara was not able to listen to any other sounds except her breathing. Her blurred vision saw her reflection in the mirror which showed her real self.

The girl in the mirror, her reflection smiled with whispering '...don't think too much...you know you want this...and he is the only one who can give it to you...' to which Sara teared up asking "...what if he is...a sadist...and not blackmail me.... later..."

The girl in the mirror laughed replying "...does it matter...*chuckles*...you know how to control it...you are the one...using him...not the other way round..."

At realising the fact, Sara looked over the reflection which continued "...if anything...you can stop...and he cannot object to it, considering who he is!...you are the one in command...not him...be the Sara that you always wanted to be...and not the Sara that people want you to be...feel the pain...to let it go...Sarojini..."

Harish was getting tensed on whether he scared her and thought to drop the stupid idea.

"...this is not good...I think I will drop her to the hotel...yes..." confirming he picked his coat with the phone and thought to console her with his calm words.

But.

Sara came out with a determined face and asked him "...can we order something light to eat...before we..."

Harish was captivated at her confident eyes which so much wanted to do it with him. He blinked his eyes and went to order some snacks from the reception.

Sara dried her hair with the small towel and threw it over the chair. She went to take a small helping of the wine to which Harish rushed to her.

"...let me help...you don't wanna..." saying so he poured only a little amount and offered it to her, who sipped it with kind of enjoying the grimace taste of the wine.

Sara went to rest herself on the bed and sensed Harish threw his coat and phone over the bedside table.

He rubbed his forehead with his other hand on the hip on getting confused on the different aura that Sara was giving him.

He squatted down in front of her and held her hands asking "...are you sure?..." to which Sara sadly chuckle with "...if I was not...I would have never come here..."

Harish backed a little with looking sideways whispering "...how drunk are you..." at which Sara smiled "...drunk enough to know that you are not taking advantage of me...and drunk enough to lose myself...*moving her gaze to his confused eyes*...to you!..."

Harish chuckled at her sarcastic words and huffed nodding with tracing her.

She wanted it unlike last many times he had tried to seduce his Pia. She didn't like his touches then and now wanted him so badly.

It was ironic how time turned for them. The time he lost her, his heart sank to only beat again to find her right in front of him, wanting him.

But this time, this moment. It will be only her. It will be her decision. If he she wants her husband or not. Harish will not force anything on her.

It would take him an eternity to have her like this. If this magical night does want their union, he was fine with it. He would want only her presence in his shadow. They would talk. He would make her remember who she is. With of course, a bit by bit and not blow up the entire history in one night.

Maybe go on dates and let her know that she is who she was. Pia. And not the false image that Abhishek and Rashmi had given her.

He would flash their real face in front of her who had the audacity to separate him from his Pia.

The moment he realised that Sara was his Pia that he was madly searching for the whole globe; the one hidden by the conniving Abhishek and his equally shrewd wife Rashmi.

They tried to hid his love from him for a whole five freaking years, pushing him to the brim of madness.

His Pia. Who was none other than Sarojini. Rashmi's so-called sister.

He chuckled of the thought that the cunning duo Abhishek and Rashmi who could not think of any other disguise than make his Pia as Rashmi's sister, Sarojini aka Sara.

"...so?..." at her soft words, Harish woke up and nodded with cupping her face to land a soft peck on her forehead, cheeks and chin.

Ding! Dong!

Harish looked over the door and then back to her who was still not meeting his eyes.

As the waiter smiled with handing him the snacks trolley, Harish pushed the trolley towards the silently contemplating Sara to give her some snacks. 

Harish picked the strawberry towards her wet lips, trying to control his urge to kiss her whispering "...some berries, hm?"

A little tensed Sara looked over the chocolate dipped strawberry and then his calm smiling self who signalled her with "...open wide..." making her follow his soft command.

As Sara softly devoured the berry, Harish gulped his throat and picked another one to make her have till her fill.

After the third berry, Sara shifted her face away to which Harish chuckled and offered her some wine to gulp down the food, perhaps.

"...thank you..." her soft voice made Harish smile softly and saw the chocolate remnants on the side of her lips.

*Gasp* Sara closed her eyes when Harish sucked the chocolate dripping from her lips and softly caressed her cheeks whispering "...can I call you...love?"

Sara's eyes widened at his one word that soothed her mind, making her nod slowly and have a little blush. Harish knew that his wife loved him and would take a lot of efforts to make her remind who she was and what she meant to him. His Pia. 

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*Author's note: 

Its a pretty big chapter.😁😮 Coz I didn't want you all to miss on the first actual intense encounter between Harish and Sara aka Pia. Their equal POV has been shown here and how their mind is doing a twirl on deciding 'what is right and what is wrong' - a situation which often makes you perform the absolute sin, even the sanest of person would not understand at that crucial moment. 

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