"Thanks, man!" I hug my friend, Nishant.

"I didn't know this will turn out to be so tough! Besides did you know the next plan is made by some other group?" He asks pulling out of the hug.

"Yeah! In fact, I am curious who are the girls. Sir was praising them so much" I add looking puzzled.

"They have two years of experience it seems! God better knows who they are" He chuckles, "Besides we'll somehow meet them tomorrow night. Let's just go and rest today. We need the energy to execute the plan of that mysterious girls"

"Yeah! Take care, see you soon" We move in the opposite direction and drive off.

It was 4 in the morning, I had to drive for at least 2 long hours from here to my flat. The cool air gave chills to my body, I was ready in my office attire to go there as soon as I meet everyone.

I drove towards my people whom I have missed like hell. I know I said I am going for a week but then our Sir decided we should go and rest today and come back tomorrow. Everyone will be surprised to see me because I am returning home just after 5 days.

Abir Rajvansh, I am an Undercover Cop.

Like everyone, I have a past, filled with love and sorrows. Life was never easy for anyone, was it? Even the happiest person faces problems, even the saddest person faces problems. But see the positive side as well even the happiest person faces happiness, even the saddest person faces happiness.

No one stays sad for their entire life nor anyone stays happy for their entire life. Even if they have everything one day something will be missing, something called - Peace.

Where does your happiness start?

Where you feel peaceful!

I was a simple normal boy with a normal happy family until one day my Nanu and Mom asked me - Abir, when are you getting a daughter-in-law for us?

I had chuckled and said to them I am not at all interested. I had everything money, love, friends so I felt complete. Mom being the stubborn lady got a marriage proposal which was suggested by one of her friend - Ms Eva's mom.

The moment I saw the photo my heart skipped a beat, it was just a photo but her eyes were damn! My silent smile was the positive answer for my family. The next thing that interesting happened was the same girl came to give her interview in my company.

Though it was Kunal who took her interview, I had just seen her exiting from the interview room. Soon she was settled with our office, in the finance department.

I, being the boss couldn't interact more with her as she would usually spend time with her colleagues.

The day finally came when her parents agreed to marry her to me, she was least interested in this stuff. She was just accepting her Mom's wish.

The day of our engagement came, she was hell shocked to see me. "Don't tell me I am marrying my boss?" She had asked more like asking to herself.

"Don't tell me I am marrying my employee?" I had asked in her same tone. She had rolled her eyes frustratingly.

I don't know how it happened but somehow we both fell for each other after 6 months of our marriage, though it was kinda love at first sight for me. We cared for each other, loved each other, stood for each other, stood by each other.

Our life was filled with colours. There was happiness, there was peace, that was life!

There was an empty corner in my life, my wife had effortlessly taken place there. I didn't know what actually peace was until I met her.

There was peace in her voice.
There was peace in her eyes.
There was peace in her arms.
There was peace just by her presence!

Every relationship takes the next step after each other's confirmation, we took that step which was no less than a dream for me.

One day, I went to the office while she took leave due to dizziness. When I came back I wasn't expecting to be surprised by my entire family that she was pregnant.

That moment was, just indescribable! I felt so happy, I thought maybe my heart will burst out of happiness.

The months passed by with little difficulties yet happiness. She was pregnant with twins so she faced a lot of pains, I couldn't see her like that, but that's the journey of being a mother.

My family did take care of her very well but how much ever someone takes care of the pain happens, no one can take it away. Somehow finally the day came when she delivered our babies, a girl and a boy.

After staying with her for some time she asked me to go and take a look at our babies, she was too weak to walk. I went to see my kids who were kept under observation. I couldn't touch them yet I showered flying kisses to them. Clicking their photo I happily walk back to my wife.

That moment, exactly that moment, my life changed. My wife went missing!

I lost myself, I was not Abir Rajvansh! I searched her in every way possible but there was no sign of her. With a heavy heart, I accepted the absence of my most important peace, my wife.

She had planned to name the baby girl Arya and baby boy Aryan, I named them as per her wish.

A year passed, my family took care of me and my kids. One day I decided I need a mother for my kids, what will they feel when others will ask them Where is your mom?

As if my wish was granted one of my friend named Meera proposed to me. She was willing to be a mother for my kids, I accepted. We didn't marry but I signed a contract with her which stated I'll give her time for 7 months she can prove if she will be a good mother. Unfortunately, there was a mistake in the contract or maybe she wantedly did it, I had signed the contract for 7 damn years! The contract had stated I'll let her stay for 7 years in my home instead of giving her money.

She was good, very sweet with everyone, the same thing I always saw her doing. She didn't know to cook but she would get chocolates and toys for my kids. I had always seen her helping Arya and Aryan. Since the contract was for 7 years we still didn't marry but she would somehow manage to come close to me.

One day I decided I'll join the police because I had lost my peace, my happiness. I thought maybe by being a police officer I'll help people and I'll get some peace. I used to go for a week whenever there was a case. Since I was already a businessman I could manage both works, Kunal would happily manage everything in my absence and why not he had his own place in the company.

Whenever I leave I explain to Arya and Aryan I am going to save good people from bad people. They always understood me and wished me good luck.

I had always been a friend to my kids, I spend time with them whenever I was free. Arya was too innocent, Aryan was a boy with understanding being his middle name.

One day I returned home after solving a case. I, Arya and Aryan shared the same room.

Aryan sat up after Arya fell asleep," Papa, if you are free can we talk?" He asked keeping his tiredness aside.

"Yes, go on" I nod at him as I smile at my child.

"What's mom?" He asks dropping a box of pain on my chest.

"Someone who loves her kids, takes care of kids" I explain to him trying not to break down.

"And the one who gives them birth" He completes my sentence.

"Aryan? All okay?" I keep my hand on his head.

"Papa, Meera isn't our mom. She said me and Arya everything and also scolded us for being a burden on her" As soon as those words left his mouth I couldn't control the anger inside me.

I had fought with Meera that day but she was so shameless that she directly said she wants to have a relationship with me. I had no interest in her, it was no use in arguing with her as per the contract she had just a year left with her. I decided to go away with my kids, like always my family supported me because arguing with Meera and asking her to leave home was useless.

One of my branches is in Mumbai so I travelled here, Mom managed the Delhi company. I have a mansion in Mumbai but I knew my kids didn't need a lavish home, they need some lovely people. Mom suggested Eva's apartment, I found it friendly as well as beautiful.

Still, I opted for the top floor as it's private, with no neighbours. I had one motive to be a good dad, a good parent. Mishti entered my life as an Angel, though she is just like a friend to my kids but she takes care of them like a mother.

Why will someone take care of my home in my absence? Without expecting anything from me. I thought to hire a maid but she fired them before I could hire, haha!

Oh well, we have reached home. I take the direct lift to my floor since it's just 7 in the morning I thought to not ring the bell and disturb everyone. I enter in through spare keys, carefully I lock the door behind me.

The silent murmur sounds from the kitchen confused me, taking slow steps I walk towards the kitchen.

The next moment my heart skipped a beat, I wasn't expecting this. Mishti stood there in her wine red silk nightshirt, the shirt was barely covering her hips. She moves her hands to her hair as she ties them in a bun that made her shirt hike up a little revealing her skin.

Forcefully I move my eyes away from her skin and my eyes rest on her face as she cutely yawns.

"Milk with Pediasure" That's when I notice my little girl sitting on the slab, rubbing her eyes.

"Pick me up" She forwards her hands to Mishti, looks like she isn't well.

"Arya, aren't you feeling well? The medicines didn't give peace to you we should see a doctor" Mishti picks her in her arms. Arya stays silent as she wraps her arms around Mishti and keeps her head on Mishti's chest, my poor girl. She can't handle fever, she needs someone to hold her till she gets fine.

I wanted to run and hug them both but it somewhat felt peace to see them together.

Mishti holds Arya close to her and stands in front of the stove as she warms milk. I admire the two girls silently, they look cute and adorable together. I can't miss how Mishti turns childish whenever she is around Arya but she still manages to take care of her.

I turn around when I feel a slight pull on my hand, Aryan stands there with a small smile. I motion him to stay quiet, picking my boy I leave to the living room.

"All okay, Papa? It's been just 5 days" He asks in a low tone making sure no one finds out we are present here.

"I have to leave tomorrow again" I smile at him, did you know Aryan is my secret keeper? Yes, he is! Whatever his little brain can understand I share with him, you won't believe he gives awesome suggestions.

"You didn't get hurt right? Was it successful?" He looks for some injuries as he plants a small kiss on my hands.

"I am alright and yeah it was successful" I kiss his forehead, "Mishti is here what's the matter?"

"Arya was suffering from fever yesterday and all she wanted was to stay with Ms Strong. Dadi had explained to Arya to stay with her but she didn't agree. Late-night Dadi called Ms Strong she came and she is still here" I nod at him, it's not surprising Arya prefers to stay with Mishti and she is more than happy to ignore me, haha.

Mishti has made that special place in her heart, not only in her heart but in Aryan's heart as well.

"Don't you think she deserves to get something special from us?" I glance at Aryan who is looking ahead and thinking something deeply.

"Who?" I enquire confused.

"To the woman who is in your mind now" He gives me a sheepish grin.

Tell me, do you agree he is just 7 years old?

"Don't you think your little brain thinks too much?" I slowly hit on his head.

"Don't you think your big brain thinks too less?" He adds rolling his eyes, "A surprise won't hurt!"

"Omg! Abir!" The blaring voice of Meera forces me to close my eyes in frustration.

"I didn't expect you'll come so soon" She giggles to herself, "I know you must have missed everyone right?"

Ignoring her I get up to leave but she blocks my way when I am about to climb the stairs, "I missed you" She adds hugging me, I frown in shock.

Before I could push her away, I feel someone forcefully pulling her away from me. Mishti stood there glaring at Meera, "Coffee" Mishti forwards the mug towards me still her gaze fixed on Meera.

"Mishti, I am with my husband you can't interfere just like that!" Meera throws her hands in the air.

The anger in Mishti's eyes was so uh, can I just name it Sexy? I mean that wine red outfit collaborating her red eyes combined with red angry cheeks, her half-bare arms folded around her chest, all that together definitely made her look sexy as hell!

"What? I am the wife of Mr Abir Rajvnash!" Meera throws her hand around me which I quickly push away.

Mishti rolls her eyes, "Listen, don't you have any own identity of yours? Like, always I find you using Abir's name with yours!"

Fine, he is your 'husband'. I didn't say you he is mine. Why do you keep using it again and again? Did you know one thing is said again and again only if it is false? Or only if you want to memorize it!

The truth stays in the heart, which doesn't need to be repeated. No matter how many times you keep repeating the lie to yourself, truth is the truth!" God, she looks so hot when she is angry. I silently watch her sipping my coffee.

"Mishti, stop insulting me every day!" Meera sheds few fake tears, "Abir, from the time I have come here she is just insulting me"

I recoil a little when Mishti comes between me and  Meera as she oh-so-proudly opens her bun, "I didn't insult you. Truth hits hard. Stop crying like a child, Arya and Aryan are mature than you. Instead of taking Abir's support grow up yourself"

Mishti darts towards Arya and Aryan's room, keeping the coffee mug on the table I dash behind her.

I close the door behind us, "Mishti" I speak steadily afraid of her. She ignores me as she packs her bag, I think she got it yesterday with her.

"Are you listening?" I question standing next to her, "Mishti?"

That's when she looks up, anger and care both mixed in her red eyes.

"Everything alright?" I try to hold her face but she shoves away hands, why is she angry?

"Just go away, I'll arrange room and leave," She says in a quite loud voice as she arranges the bed.

"But at least tell me why are you angry? Is it because of Meera?" I had just uttered the words, she sprints towards me as she holds me through my collar.

"Why will she matter to me? I only think about someone who I consider as mine! You matter to me but sadly I don't matter to you!" She pushes me back as she rakes her hands in her hair.

"One call or at least one message that was enough! You could have just said 'I am busy!'. I would have got some peace at least. Or at least you should have said to me while leaving we can't connect through the phone. I was worried sick for you Abir! You came online one day, I was happy with it but from the next day your phone was switched off!"

I couldn't digest the fact she was worried for me, she is angry because I was not in touch with her, she is angry because she cares about me.

"Mishti, Relax" I hold her through her arms while she holds her tears back, "I am extremely sorry I should have said you we can't connect through phone as well. Please forgive this stupid man? Will you?"

"No, I won't!" She shakes her head rolling her eyes, "And we will not talk for one week!"

"This is not fair Ms Agarwal. I didn't think you'll miss me, but I should have thought about it a hot man like me will definitely be missed by a hot woman" I chuckle a little when she rolls her eyes, the corner of her lips twitches a little, in a small smile.

"Am I forgiven?" I wipe her tears as I cup her face, she shook her head adamant like always!

"Come on yaar! I am getting late for office" I whined a little.

"You are not going to the office today!" She glares at me, "Besides, when is Meera leaving?"

"Uh, Uh, are you jealous of her?" Though my motive was just to brighten her face but the opposite thing happened.

"Jealous of her, my foot!" She stomps my foot as she hurriedly walks away from the room wearing her bag, "You are not forgiven" She adds turning around through her neck.

"Mishti" I run behind her ignoring the slight pain in my foot.

"What's gotten into you today?" I shout as we get down through stairs.

"I have gone mad!" She exclaims as we reach the dining hall, she looks at something carefully, before I could understand anything the milk mixed with Horlicks or Pediasure was poured on me. It hit my face and splashed through my shirt.

I glare at her, "I want you to take a rest today! No office!" She snaps her fingers at me.

The giggling sounds demanded our attention, we look around to see Mom, Masi, Arya and Aryan laughing at me. Mishti looks at them blankly.

"All because of you! What will they think? That I am bossing around their Son!" She glares at me gritting her teeth, wow this is also my mistake?

"Idiot!" She stomps my foot before passing a forced smile to Mom and Masi. She walks away from there after glaring at me.

"I.. I'll.. be back!" I exclaimed before taking few tissues from there and running behind Mishti. I could hear their giggles, from my peripheral vision I see Meera fuming in anger.

Just when the elevator is about to close I enter in, "Ms Agarwal!" I look at Mishti who is glaring at me.

"What have you done?" I point my finger at my face and body.

"You stay away, the smell of milk is eww!" She keeps a hand on her nose, "Besides, this is the punishment for not receiving calls, not replying to my messages as well as for not informing me beforehand that we can't connect through phone"

I raise my eyebrows challengingly, I move close to her, her back hits the elevator as she looks at me with bewildered expressions with her uneven breathing.

The elevator stopped as we already reached Mishti's floor then after a while it closes again.

"A...Abir" She shutters looking away.

"Shh!" I keep my finger on her lips as my eyes roam around her face, "I got punishment for what I did now it's your time, Ms Agarwal" She gets lost in my touch as I keep my hand on her hips.

"Listen whosoever it is, you are not on my contact list so I don't know you nor I am interested to know you. So shut the hell up and don't you dare to call me again because even if you call I am not gonna receive it as I am blocking your number right now!" I say her own words matching her tone, she closes her eyes in embarrassment.

"Unknown number doesn't mean stranger, Ms Agarwal" I whisper near her ear, "I couldn't contact you through my number because just after I came online on WhatsApp my phone died"

Slowly I rub my milky cheek on hers, "This is your punishment" I pull back as she took a sharp breath.

As soon as we heard the click of the elevator opening, we moved away from each other. One of Mishti's neighbour entered in while I and Mishti exit from there. I didn't miss the questioning gaze they fixed on us.

"See you in the afternoon, I have to get fresh now. Even you go fresh up and have breakfast" Mishti says as we stand near the staircase.

"Hmm" I hum as I hold her hands in mine.

"You are fine?" She questions after a while.

"Yeah I am, when I have you by my side" Her gaze softens a little, "Never leave my side"

She stands silent for a moment, "Oh, do you want me to join you everywhere you go?" She chuckles, "Washroom as well?" She teases with a hint of a joke in her voice.

"I won't mind!" I shrug playing along with her.

"Mr Rajvansh, go now!" She chuckles, slapping my head slowly, "Bye" She pushes me on the stairs.

"Take care of yourself" I add before walking upon the stairs.

"You too!" I hear her whisper, she thinks I don't hear her 'You too' whenever I say take care but I hear it!

I stand there while she turns her back on me and enters her flat.

Will I ever get a chance to say to her how special she is to me?

She balanced the bitterness of my life by showering her sweetness.

She is that sweetness which doesn't leave me incomplete nor her sweetness completes me, her sweetness leaves me craving for more and more, day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute, second by second.

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