She observed the clock, Aarti was now irascibly waiting for Kavita who had gone with a basket of fruits to deliver to Mr. Commando... With a dying urge to embrace him in her arms she closed her eyes.

The fact that he would never change ultimately fixed in her mind and today she had no issues with him being impassive towards her. The only thing that mattered was him, just him.

Her inquisitiveness was on the rim almost jumping up and down. She hoped Veer would have accepted the fruits, in every possible way she presumed him not losing his temper this time.

"Hi" Kavita walked in...

Aarti instantly rose on her feet "did he eat the fruits, I mean did he let you keep the fruits, did he ask why you are keeping the fruits for him?"

"Aarti..." Kavita tried to make her sit on the bed then smiled at her "yes, I kept the fruits on the table and he said hi to me"

Aarti couldn't believe "what? That's it"

"Yes"

"He didn't ask you about me? And why you were getting the fruits and who gave the fruits?" Aarti quizzically thought looking at her

Kavita simply nodded "no, he didn't ask anything"

"Then what took you so long?" Aarti frowned at her

Kavita picked up a glass of water and gulped down her throat, then looking at Aarti's anxious features she thought of not disclosing but then why should she lie to her friend "actually, there was a girl sitting in his room and she started talking to me"

Aarti's heart twisted and sunk with nerves, her breaths came in sharp pants and she tried to gain control "a girl? In Veer's room?"

Tiny twinges of jealousy mixed with fury stimulated in her body, she had never seen or heard him speaking to any girls in his life, then who was this girl that went to meet him on the hospital bed.

She could drown in this air, suffocate in the room, she had given him the power to save her or destroy her. Aarti was on the brink where one tear on either side of her eyes was waiting to fall down on her cheeks...

"Aarti... what happened?" Kavita touched her shoulder and looked back in her phone. Aarti quickly wiped those tears before emerging.

Pretending to be relaxed and not getting affected because of his cold behavior she picked up the magazine "nothing, I am just exhausted" she said softly to Kavita who was busy dialing a number.

Aarti flipped the pages through the magazine but her heart raced ever since Kavita had mentioned about the girl in Veer's room. She must go and check who this girl was. But on the other hand she thought it won't make any difference, as this won't increase or decrease his emotions. She keeps falling in love with him and each time is harder than the last. Every time the feeling gets deeper, more complete, more bewitching...

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Sanya kept the flowers in the vase "Thank you Veer...I will keep you posted about the change of ownership."

Veer looked at the documents his Dad passed on to his friend and Sanya's uncle to whom Mr. Oberoi wanted to hand over the channel...

"How is Mr. Oberoi doing?" Sanya asked smilingly

Still engrossed in the documents "he's good" he said without looking at her... "I will give these to my lawyer for any further information."

"Sure, thanks Veer"

Sanya said and kept gazing at him, though she always had feelings for him ever since she saw him but she never expressed how much she adores him.

She recalled when she saw him the first time in Singapore where he was doing his commando training, he was one of the best cadets. And in these years she has never forgotten him "how did you get these injuries?" she asked politely

He kept the documents on the side "a wild cat attacked me"

Sanya gave a broad smile and nodded her head "and commando Veer Oberoi let the cat attack him?"

"Depends on whose more powerful, you see" Veer grinned at her query.

Sanya chuckled at Veer's response "ok, anyways I will leave now. And I will explain Uncle about the procedure, should I call you back or you will let me know once you speak to your lawyer"

"I will call you back" he picked up his phone.

Sanya left shortly ....

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Kavita looked at Aarti who didn't speak up anything in the past half an hour "are you alright Aarti?"

Kavita's words echoed her ears and she got up from the bed "no, I am not ok"

She tried to walk out of her room when Kavita tried to stop her "what if your mother comes...?"

Aarti looked back at her "I have an idea"

She made Kavita lay on the bed and covered her with the sheet "stay here, until I come back"

Veer didn't look at her, she watched him sipping tea and reading newspaper. He was least bothered about even looking at her. She walked in the room, tried to talk to him but he kept staring at the newspaper.

After keeping quiet for five minutes she finally took a deep breath "will you say something?"

He didn't say anything

"Veer, if you don't say anything then I will kill myself" she picked up the knife from the nearest table next to fruit basket

"Good" he sarcastically replied still sipping his tea

She shook her head as to how arrogant he could be "Why are you always very arrogant? What do you think of yourself? You are so egotistical. You never talk nicely and I don't like this. You just make me cry every time and..."

She stopped the moment he gaped at her "are you done?"

Aarti thought herself to be stupid enough to come in front of him and tell him about all these ...but she wouldn't care this time, even if he tries to push her away with his insolence she wouldn't give a damn this time "no, I am not done yet"

She said this time stepping closer to him and sitting on the edge of his bed. He stared her with his very similar frowning look "what?"

She stared back equally showing all her annoyance in her eyes, all she wanted to do was to hit his head again or even kill him by pressing his neck with her hands... but in between all these thoughts an unknown emotion played its role and her frowns started to set straight and a small smile played on her lips...

Her hands rested on the side, her mind thinking about the incident that took place yesterday. At the back of her brains she evoked that she actually forgot to ask how he was feeling, she wanted to take care of this man and here he was staring her back.

Aarti wanted to laugh at her own self for changing so frequently, how can she let her anger win over her love every time. "No" she said

Veer gave another furious look "Aarti...can you get up and go back to your room. And for God sake let me rest" he shook his head at the crazy girl who was sitting right on the edge of his bed wearing the hospital gown, with small tapes on her arms, that must be for the scratches she had in the jungle.

With a small little scratch on her left cheek but that didn't made her look ugly. With her hair loosely tied in a bun and few strings of hair falling on her cheeks and kissing her neck her angry look turned into a lovable gaze. With dreamy eyes she kept on looking at him...

"Aarti, are you listening?" he shouted pulling her out of her dreams

She stood up immediately and headed towards the door... Veer looked back into the newspaper... the moment she opened the door, her mind shouted back at her at being silly, why can't she just tell him what she thinks?

She turned back at him "Veer....I"

Veer didn't look at her this time... "Shoot"

It's so bloody easy for him to say shoot...when it's not so easy for her to speak up in front of him. It was easy to take out the anger but the love.

She has always done what she liked in life so why not this time. Aarti knew she doesn't have an art of controlling her feelings especially when it comes to Veer...

She came closer to his bed, with every step that she took towards his bed her heart beat increased. The moment she reached near his ear, she said in a low tone "I love you"

He frowned and looked up at her, she was about to leave when he held her hand. He recalled the first time when she said this in college, in front of everyone.

His hand made a tight grip around her soft wrist, and she turned around...

Just with another blink of an eye he pulled her towards himself, Aarti closed her eyes at his touch. His hands cupped her face and his thumb touched the softness of her lips "Why?" he whispered just close to her lips....

She opened her eyes and looked at him, why he makes her fall for him every time. Where does he get those charms from...? Why doesn't his eyes leave her even for a second? With some mystic powers it seemed he was overwhelmingly shadowing her with his arrival, his charismatic personality, her appeal, his brashness and his touch.

"You never leave my mind, you're always there; mentally if not physically. It's just incomprehensible. You're my one stable force" she said softly and encircled her arms around his neck "my one stability in a world filled with chaos and I so desperately need that in my life. I love you so much for that." Saying this she pressed her lips with his...

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