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Chapter-21
**The Game Of Jealousy**

Swara' POV:

The sun rays falling on my face made me wake up from my deep sleep. I yawned feeling sleepy again. I looked at the other side of the bed and noticed that it was cold and empty.

Of course, it had to be empty. Why would he sleep there? He had his Kavita! Darn, that witch.

I took a deep breath and sighed. The cold was increasing day by day. The wind was becoming chilly but I loved it. I loved winter. I had always loved winter. I didn't know why. Maybe because it snows during winter? Many people hate winter but I absolutely loved it. Winter is so peaceful. I smiled thinking about the season. But my smile soon faded thinking about the previous night. It was horrible. That message! Why did my life hate me so much? I went to the washroom, brushed my teeth, took a shower and dressed in a blue suit. I unentangled my hair and left it open. I went down to help Geeta aunty in the kitchen. Just as I reached, a very strong smell of Chole Bhature hit my nostrils.

I loved chole bhature. Actually I loved everything edible.

I helped Geeta aunty in frying the bhature and after some time she asked me to go and sit on the dining table. I noticed Sanskar descending down the stairs in his usual business attire. My eyes instantly met his gorgeous ones and all my nervousness vanished. His bemused gaze met mine and time seemed to have slowed down yet moved in curious synchronisation with the pumping of my veins. It was then that I realised that I had been staring at him and I instantly lowered my gaze. He really looked handsome.

Don't be deceived by looks, Swara, I convinced myself. He was a devil in disguise.

I was busy in my thoughts and I didn't even realise that he was now sitting in front of me. He glanced towards me and harshly turned his attention towards the newspaper. Okay, so now the newspaper was more amusing than me? What the hell was wrong with that man? He was so bipolar. At night, he behaved so differently. He acted as if he was the perfect husband but during the day he went back to being a jerk. He was a jerk! He was not even saying a word. Just then, Kavita came and sat next to Sanskar. She hugged him and kissed his cheeks while eyeing me. 

"I don't care, girl. He is all yours!" I said to myself.

"Liar," a voice inside me, spoke.

"Argh! Fine!"

Geeta aunty served us food and I wasted no time and started eating my chole bhature. Kavita was giving me a really weird glare, but like I cared. I ignored her and continued eating. While I was eating, I heard both of them talking about going somewhere and I noticed Kavita holding his hands. 

Where the hell was Kabir? He was never present when I really needed him. 

I took long breaths and continued to dwell in my own thoughts. I couldn't even eat properly as my mind was under stress. I didn't know how to ignore that. I wanted Sanskar to talk to me and hold my hands, not Kavita's.

He was my goddamn husband, not hers.

Every word that Kabir had said that day, I remembered it crystal and clear. I was going to do what he said. I would do my best to give this marriage a chance. But the way Sanskar was behaving, I didn't know what was wrong with him.

"Sanskar baby, why don't you throw her out? She has no class. Look at the way she is eating... Just looking at her makes me want to puke," Kavita said.

It hurt. It did. What shocked me more was that Sanskar was not defending me.

"Oh yes, right. Why don't you ask your Sanskar to divorce me and marry you?" I asked sarcastically.

Shit! I should not have said that.

Kavita's eyes sparkled with hope and she was looking at Sanskar. I looked at Sanskar and as soon as his eyes met mine, I found myself staring into his scorching dark eyes. I felt my heart lurch and my mouth go dry. His eyes instantly sharpened to black probing darts that would have pinned me to the wall any moment. I didn't even realize when my happiness died from just his intense gaze.

I needed to go from there.

I ran upstairs and stood on the balcony, trying to clear my mind. Sanskar was having this effect on me that I liked and hated, all at the same time.

Loving him was injustice and at the same time hating him was difficult.

I should have stopped thinking about him. I should have distracted myself from his thoughts and kept myself busy. I should have done some house chores. I was becoming a whale by only sitting and not doing any physical activity.

I stood up and was about to go down but my heart stopped beating as soon as someone opened the door causing me to look at him in surprise. He was none other than Sanskar.

"What the hell was that?" he asked, causing me to roll my eyes at him.

He walked towards me before pulling me by my arm. As soon as I tried to pull back my arms away from his grasp, he pushed me against the wall, his breaths falling right on the side of my neck which made me squirm. I looked into his eyes and he did the same, almost as if we were challenging each other. His strong muscular arms wrapped around my waist.

"Do you really want me to marry her, leaving you?" he asked while giving emphasis on the word leaving.

"No," someone inside me screamed. I hope the voice was not loud.

I tried my best to push him away, but boy he was way stronger than me.

"Answer me,", he demanded, looking into my eyes.

I really wanted to hit this guy. What type of husband asks his wife this question. I agreed we were not married in a normal situation but still I was his wife. He should have respected me. He forced me to marry him so I should be the one who should have been angry and I should have ignored him, but here he was, ignoring me like the plague.

"What happened, Jaani? Can't speak now?" he asked with a stupid smirk on his face.

I really wanted to slap the living daylights out of him. How dare he?

Why the hell was I so violent today? Normally, I was a peace loving girl but this man and his aura changed me.

"Yes, marry her. I have no objections. I don't care whom you marry," I said while trying a lot to not stammer.

"Really, Jaani?" he asked with that stupid smile on his face.

What was with that Jaani? What did that even mean?

"Yes, I am serious. I really don't care," I yelled the last part. "Wait a minute. If you can have a mistress, then why can't I have a mister for myself?" That was my anger speaking, not me.

I saw something in his eyes. Rage!

His eyes were completely black and focused on me. He looked like he could kill anyone at that moment. Looking like the devil that he was.

He was going to yell. He was definitely going to hurt me now.

"I am trying to be nice to you but you are taking advantage of it. Don't forget that you are my wife," his voice was cold yet dangerous.

He jerked me away, walking out of the room.

A playful smile crept upon my lips. You did care, Sanskar. You really did. You were jealous.

After a few minutes, I went down to the kitchen and there was no sign of neither Sanskar nor his Kavita. I helped Geeta aunty in chopping the vegetables and we were chatting about a few things. I came to know that she had a daughter who was married and lived with her husband in Kerala.

"Sanskar is a very nice man. You know he is the only reason my daughter is married and is happy in her life. I can see the way he looks at you. You have changed him a lot. He definitely feels for you. He just does not realise it. He may seem like a tough man but from within, he is a broken boy. Heal him with love," Geeta aunty said with a smile.

Not knowing what to reply, I just nodded my head. Suddenly, a hand covered my eyes startling me. I touched the hand and realized it was a female hand. Who could that be?

I heard some chuckling sound and I immediately knew who it was.

"Ragini," I said with a big smile on my face.

"Swara Didi," she said and engulfed me in a bone-crushing hug. I noticed Laksh standing there. I hugged him and gave him a big smile.

"What are you both doing here? And how are you both together?" I asked as I was clueless.

"I came with Kabir Bhai. He is outside talking with someone over the phone. Didi, I can't believe that you are married. I am so happy for you," Ragini said while hugging me again.

"I came to see you. I was worried about you," Laksh said and kissed the side of my head.

"You don't need to be worried about me. I'm okay," I said while giving him a smile.

He was still holding my shoulders. I noticed Sanskar was looking at us with his teeth gritted. He was jealous. I could see it.

I hoped Sanskar would do something so that I could taunt him about it!

I could see that he was getting irritated but he was trying to hide it. That guy wouldn't change. So I walked over to him.

"Are you jealous?" I asked him while he looked at me with a shocked expression. "You know, you can get jealous, Jaani. You are my husband, not him," I said with a wide smirk on my face.

The game of jealousy had just begun, Jaani!

Well done Swara!

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I wrote this entire chapter from Swara's POV so that you guys can understand her and her feelings better.

So about this word "Jaani" .. it's a word which means dear.. idk exactly its meaning but my friend told me this. We use to tease and irritate each other using this word!

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