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Thank you for the overwhelming response for 'Demon's Secret Wife'.

We crossed 1 million reads today.

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I must admit that 'The Nayak Brothers' is indeed my most successful and favorite series which I enjoy writing dearly apart from the SiRa and Apart series.

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AVANTHI
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'Do you know when Lord Kartikeya and Lord Ganesha had an argument about who is the superior one, they were asked to participate in a competition against each other. The challenge was that whoever would take a world tour and come back to Kailasa first would be declared the winner. Lord Karthikeya quickly mounted onto his peacock Parvani and flew away as fast as possible to make it first whereas Lord Ganesha simply made his mother and father take a seat and started taking Pradakshina (rounds) of their parents Lord Shiva and Goddess Parvathi. With that Lord Ganesha was declared the winner!!!' said the priest when the entire crowd was smiling and looking extremely happy.

I was missing home, so I visited a nearby temple of Lord Shiva where seems like a festival was been celebrated. Nowadays I have this anxiety and fear whenever I'm staying alone in my house. I prefer going to the office however with all the morning sickness I prefer working from home but working from home makes me feel scared. I want to hire a house help but it's extremely expensive here in the UK. At times I feel so guilty that I'm unable to eat or enjoy the food I like. I have always seen or heard how women are pampered during their first pregnancy whereas here I was neither able to take enough rest nor was able to cook the Indian food I was craving. I was craving authentic Indian sweets like Jalebi, Laddoo, Barfi but the area I was living in hardly had any Indian bakery or restaurant chains. The ones that were nearest were about 20 miles away and I couldn't waste my money over such expenses. I had to save every penny for my child's better future. I wanted to take up another job but my morning sickness had made it impossible.

Today luckily one of my Indian colleagues had decided to visit this temple and was kind enough to ask if I would join. I was more than happy doing the same. I sat down hearing the beautiful Bhajans (hymns) in the temple leaning towards one of the pillars when they offered some Pongal and I was more than happy consuming an Indian sweet. That's when the priest started telling this beautiful story and I was completely drawn in.

'From this story what we learn is parents...both mother and father are the universe to a child. If they are together they can shower you with all the happiness in this world. They can protect you, care for you, be there for you and there is no other blessing other than your parents. So children take care of your parents and value them and parents..take care of your children. Provide them with love, good education and values. A child's life is incomplete without a mother's love and father's care.' said the priest and I slowly caressed my belly. It wasn't visible much as I was only 3 months pregnant however I could feel my baby's presence within me. A wave of guilt washed me through, should I hide my child's existence from its father? Am I right by doing so?

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Days passed yet the thought never left my mind. It kept repeating like a old record in my head. But Neil called me a despo...but does that give me the right to hide this news from him? But what if he calls my child with filthy names...I don't trust that man a bit...but is it right with my child? Whenever it would grow up wouldn't it ask me if I had hidden it's existence from its father?

After a lot of thought I finally decided to inform Neil. I did not want to talk to that man so I decided to send that man a message along with my ultra sound report. However when I didn't get any response from that man I let it go only until one day I got a message from him saying

'Stop shoving some bastard into my face and calling it my child. Because it's not and stop messaging me you bitch!!!'

And although I couldn't believe my own eyes that how can someone droop so low, I was finally able to convince myself that it's the same man who played with my emotions. I shouldn't be surprised with the choice of his words or his behaviour. But I wanted to now actually shove it in his face that my child wasn't a bastard although maybe my child's father was one!!!

I got to know that he was visiting London for the opening of his new grand cafe by KenNeil Corp so I decided to pay him a surprise visit. His smile vanished as he saw me there. It hurt. It hurt like a bitch but I still wanted him to know my child isn't a bastard. He didn't spare me a look and went away. I decided to simply take a corner where he was busy talking to his associates. I quietly sat in another corner as a decent customer ordering myself a sandwich and an orange juice. I couldn't harm my baby by consuming caffeine. 

No! I didn't talk to him. He wasn't worth it. However I kept an eye on him closely. Like expected he ordered himself a cup of black coffee just like his soul. I waited for him to finish it. Once done I saw him keep the disposable mug on the table. I quietly picked it up and left the hotel.

I had received what I wanted. I took the coffee cup and went to the hospital and there the lab folks confirmed that they had his DNA. And within a week I had the DNA reports in hand.

'What nonsense is this?' he asked when I threw the reports on his face and I smirked saying 'The answer to who the real bastard is!!!' saying I left from there. He kept staring at me while I carelessly left from there to Sydney. I didn't have the time to entertain his questions. I slapped him back virtually for calling my child with that filthy name.

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I finished working on my presentation and the deal was also finalised. I had informed my boss about it who was extremely impressed by my achievement that she had approved for me to work from home till I recovered from my morning sickness. I was thankful to her. Now I could take care of my child however the sudden appearance of a certain someone had fucked my mind. I saw Neil in the same hotel as that of I was staying and I didn't want to see his face after what he barked about my baby so I decided to book the first available flight back to London.

I was checking out from the hotel when he grabbed my hand and dragged me outside and before I knew I was pinned onto the door of a luxury SUV. His hot breath fanned my lips when his bluish green eyes went red in anger. Weirdly after a long time I saw emotions in those dead eyes. They had tears. Something inside me...dead yet painful was alive again. I don't know why his tears effected me so much. I tried not to look into his eyes when he asked in his shaky voice

'The reports you sent me... tho-.... those...were they-'

'True??? You wanna ask that? Because if you want to ask that let me tell you...yes they are true. I got your DNA from your used coffee mug. But if you still wanna get it checked go ahead but let me tell you it wasn't sent to you because I want your name for the baby. Because your relationship with it died the day you disowned it. You called it a bastard!!!' I whisper yelled when he tried to say something but I showed him my palm saying

'It was only for you to know that my child isn't a bastard. You are!!! A thick skulled twisted in my mind poo filled up there...that kinda bastard!!! And now I want you to stay away from me and my baby!!! Fuck off ' saying I started walking away when he said

'It is also my baby Avanthi!!!' and I laughed out loud sarcastically.

'You lost those rights long ago!!!'. I was about to leave when he announced

'You think you can leave just like that? Don't forget now we have a living bond and I'm not letting that break!!!" And my blood boiled as I turned around challenging him

'Try!!! Try coming closer to my baby and see what a bitch I am!!!'

'What will you do hannn??? Dare you come closer to my baby!!!' saying I left from there.

I came back to London and was settling down when I got a message from him saying
'You think you can escape from me? Your biggest mistake was trying to prove me that the baby is mine. Yes it's mine!!! But I don't want to raise it with you. I will make sure to take my child away from you by hook or by crook. Camellia can be an excellent mother to it!!! You cannot run away from me. I'm coming for my baby!!!' and I collapsed. That night my BP shot up and I couldn't sleep the entire night.

I visited the doctor next day when she told me that I was extremely weak and any kind of stress can harm my child. I needed good rest and enough care.

I knew I had done the biggest mistake by producing him the DNA reports. He had started following me everywhere and now I was worried for my child. My job required me to travel and I couldn't do that peacefully either. It wasn't weak physically alone but this was also taking a toll on my mental health as well. And I could feel his people always following me. So much that last week running away from him I was almost going to crash into a vehicle. Thankfully I escaped it.

My self respect and my anger had become my foe. I could have silently stayed away after that message but just because I proved that it is his child now he wants to stake claims on my baby and I couldn't let that happen so I decided to run away this time hiding it from the world. I was supposed to take a longer maternity leave post my delivery but right now keeping my child away from that asshole was important so I requested an early maternity leave. It was a paid leave so I decided to go to the only place that could give me shelter. The place where this all began from...India. My home. I knew travelling in such ill health is a huge risk but I had to do it to keep my baby safe from that Demon and the only person who could give me shelter in this situation was my shield, my sister....my Prakruthi. So I decided to take the first flight to Bangalore.

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Although I wanted to meet her, I was still skeptical about explaining her everything. I had to gather enough courage to do the same. But I was scared about Kedar. He was a good man but at the end of the day he was Neil's brother. What if he supports him? Although I knew what a gentleman Kedar is, the mother within me was scared for my baby. I wanted to keep my little tot safe. I knew I couldn't travel more because I had now entered my second trimester which means I couldn't travel back to London.

After thinking an entire night I finally decided to reach out Prakruthi. I knew she goes to work during day time so I had decided that I was going to see her in the evening. I was having my lunch when there was a knock at the door. I was expecting the laundry service but seeing Neil standing infront of me made me shiver in fear.

'Avanthi...I want to talk to you!!! Just...just listen to me once... please!' he said when I tried to shut the door close but he pushed the door open and he entered the room.

'Please Avanthi...I don't have enough time. I want you to once hear me out please...'

I kept shouting for security. My blood pressure was increasing. I was experiencing palpitations. Looking at my health deteriorating he took a few steps away saying

'Okay okay relax!!! I wont...Okay...I'm...I'm not going to say anything..you please calm down!!! Breathe please!!!' he tried to touch me when I pushed him away and started running outside the hotel.

I quickly rode the car that I had hired to self drive in order to travel around the city when I noticed Neil's car following me. I was taking the Marathahalli flyover when I didnt understand what happened and but something crashed into my car and my car tumbled and crashed into a divider. I didn't realise when my car started tumbling. I tried to keep my hands on my stomach trying to save my baby. I didn't want to die. I wanted to have this child but things started fading around me. My nose and my lips felt a thick liquid that had a metallic taste and I partially realised it was blood.

My head had burst open and I was bleeding.

Flashback ends...

I hoped just one thing...one prayer...I begged and cried to God that please keep my child safe but I lost my child. I lost my baby. I lost my life. I lost everything.' saying I fell on my knees as I burst into tears. Nothing can stop a mother's tears for her child. Everytime I remembered that incident it feels like it happened again. Again...and you know who is the cause of all this???

You Neil Nayak!!! You were the cause of it.' I pointed my finger towards him when his eyes poured silent tears.

And now you want me to forgive and forget? I lost my child Neil. It's not a silly relationship or a dummy marriage I'm crying here upon. I'm crying here upon the death of my child. I mourned it for the last seven years. I still am and guess what I don't think this wound, this pain would ever heal or even subside and now that I'm married to you...I definitely don't want it to... because I want you to feel the pinch of it. I want you to feel the aggression of my pain. My hurt. My tears and you will.

I promise you will. This is just the beginning Neil. You have invited a sandstorm to your house. Promise it's going to take away your EVERYTHING!!!

Wait and Watch!!!' snapping my finger I walked out of the room.

He needs space. After all he has to cry upon his fate.