Arjun's POV

There she was, on her knees with her head bowed down touching the feet of the idol. I personally don't pray to God because the last time I prayed to him to save my mother, he didn't listened to my prayers. I believe there is no God because if there was one, my mother would have been alive because she worshipped him without fail and she was such a good human being. I would have got rid of this temple if not for the respect and love I have for my mother.

Radhika was crying and it didn't bothered me so much until I realized she could be crying for her fucking father. She better not because then she will have it from me.

I pulled her up by her arm and she crashed into my chest," Answer me! Were you crying for your father?!"

"What does it matter to you?!" She back answered me.

My jaw twitched in anger, "For the last time Radhika, were you crying for your father?!"

"No." She said and I believed her because of the sincerity in her eyes.

"Good." I let her go and smiled at her,"Because I would really love to beat the sympathy for your father out of your body."

Her entire body shook as she looked up at me with her blurry vision.

"Why were you crying?!" I asked her touching her cheek.

Some more tears swam down her cheeks and it irked me.

"Stop crying!" I told her in a loud voice.

She nodded but her tears wouldn't stop and it kind of fucked with my head, seeing her so upset when I have been so good to her since morning. She asked if I make love or not and I hurt her by telling her I only fuck hard but then I went slow on her, I actually listened to her unknowingly.

Mark is right that I have gone soft on her but then those brown eyes, they suck me in, she doesn't know how deep she has her claws in me. I could have fucked that girl and she would not have even got the air of it but I couldn't do it because she stays in my mind even when she is not physically present.

"I said stop crying! Don't make me tell you again, Radhika." I ushered a warning to her.

She wiped her tears fearfully. I love the fear in her eyes and I hate it too because it draws a line between us which I want to be there also and on the other hand I want us to be unbelievably close.

"Why were you crying?!" I asked her gently.

"It's nothing really..." I held her face and squished my cheeks, " My dear, don't make me ask you the hard way." I said in a caring tone but she knew better.

"I just...the...baby....I...don't...." She choked on her words but they fueled my anger for sure.

How dare she say that she doesn't want to have my baby?!

"You don't want to have my baby?!" I looked at her menacingly.

She better tread carefully because I am very close to punishing her.

"No...I...the...child...it's...soon...too.."

Yeah, I get it she is too young but I feel relaxed that she was crying because she thinks she is too young and not because she doesn't want to have a baby. I would really get mad at her if that was the case.

"Then brace yourself because you are going to carry my child whether you like it or you don't, that's irrelevant!" I reply her rudely.

"I don't want to....please...Arjun.." I shut her up by smacking her lips, I kiss her deeply, madly and ardently. I want to show her that it's not up for discussion and she must obey me whether she likes it or not.

I smile as she kisses me back and I cupped her face to have a better control over her, I kiss her thoroughly and I part away from her when I realise she is out of breath.

"Radhika, we will have children not one but many and all sons. I don't want any daughter." I assert.

I don't want daughters not because I look down upon the gender but because I don't want any weaknesses. I think it will be too much worry for a guy like me to have a daughter because I am a controlling beast, I will keep tabs on my daughter more than my sons. I personally think a girl is better off without a father like me.

"And what if we have a girl?!" She asked me in a scared tone.

I know we can't control the sex of the baby but I have my heart set on a boy. Even if we have daughter then it's fine, she will be loved and respected equally but she should grow up to be a dignified woman. I am a kind of father who will buy a chastity belt for his daughter.

" I said I don't want daughters but if we have then it's fine as long as we have one son at least."

"Will you ask me to abort?!" She asked in a low voice but her question knocked air out of my lungs.

How dare she?! What does she take me for?! In my growing years even when I was a child, I had seen my mother going to the doctor and coming back with a forlorn look on her face. She would hug me tight and cry bitterly. It was only in my tenth grade when I really understood that she was forced to abort by my fucking father! I will never kill a child of mine, girl or boy I don't care. Yes I do have a preference of boy over a girl but that doesn't mean I will ask her to get rid of it after all that baby will be my flesh and blood. I don't know how in the world my father could do it so easily?!

I held her tight and pulled her up to my height so we were face to face. I wanted to knock some sense in her once and for all so that she doesn't make this grave mistake again.

"Never again do I want to hear this word from you! Am I clear, Radhika?!" I asked her harshly.

"Does this mean you..." I kissed her deep not letting her talk," Never! I am many things and I can be worst but there is one thing I can never be, a fucked up father who did no good to his own child."

She blinked her eyelids in approval but I wasn't satisfied," Don't ever doubt my intentions for my child! Don't question me next time especially about this because next time I won't be so forgiving. When you question my intentions for my child, I take it to mean you compare me to my father in my head!" I cautioned her.

I am not a good man in fact I am far from it but I can never be my father who killed his own children one after another! I don't even know how many times mother had to abort because of my fucking father!

"You didn't had a good father?!" She asked me and if I didn't know better I would think she was being intrusive.

I don't like talking about him. Period!

"That's none of your business! You are nobody to me and I am not answerable to you." I lashed out at her.

Tears filled in her eyes at my sudden outburst and what bothered me was the fact that I wasn't over the moon by seeing her tears. I should be happy right?! I should pump my fist in the air and celebrate but her tears left me unsettled!

"If only he had been a good husband and a good father, my mom would have been alive today." I explained her.

"He didn't love you?!" She asked me.

Love! My father hated the word with passion. For him, only one thing existed and that was his ambition for inestimable power and nothing else ever mattered to him neither his wife nor his son. He wanted me because I was his heir and an asset of his strength to ward off all the people who could overthrow him.

"He wanted an heir not a son. I wouldn't even be here standing talking to you if I was a girl." I said, being offish to the very mention of that man.

I wasn't lying when I said I would not be here if I was a girl because he wouldn't have let me be born. My father never really wanted children neither was he affectionate towards me, I will not deny the fact that he gave me every luxury one can think of. I had the best toys, the best education, the very best in each and everything but he turned a blind eye to me when he should have really been there for me in person. The image of my father making out with his whore in front of me and my mother is so fresh in my memory that I will never forget it till the day I die! He truly was a bastard!

My fist balled as I replayed my past in my head and my anger for my father came back to me in gale force!

Radhika held my hand and unclenched my fist," I am sorry for what he did to you. No child deserves to be treated like that by his or her father."

Is she trying to give me sympathy?! I don't fucking need it because it makes me look weak.

" I don't want your sympathy! Never try to give me your sympathy." I snapped at her but that brave girl was not ready to give or understand that she should not push me to talk about my father.

My mood can turn worst and my anger will knew no bounds if I let myself think about my father more than I allow him to be a part of my thoughts. He is a sore topic for me and he reminds me of things I rather forget but sadly for me I have a very sharp memory.

" I wasn't trying to give you sympathy, Arjun. It just made me sad that.."

I don't doubt her intentions because I think I know her well but what part of I don't want to talk about my father, does she not understand?!

"Its over. It's all in the past and I don't want to talk about it." I tell her in a tone that means business.

I carres her cheek," You should not feel anything for me, my dear. If my father was a despicable man then I am my father's son in more ways than you know."

It's true I am not my father because he had stooped so low that I could never reach his level but that doesn't mean I have not done things that were nefarious but I never harmed or hurt my own family the way he always did.

She put her hand on my hand that was cupping her face," Something tells me you are not."

You are too innocent, my dear. Her keen eyes shining with hope makes me feel uneasy and her words make me feel uncomfortable.

I withdraw my hand," Then you are stupid to believe that. Don't forget what I did to you." I remind her.

I don't like the way she is holding my gaze, it's as if she is seeing through me, I feel as if my soul is bare to her and a person like me has no relation to keep a heart and soul. I killed mine years ago when I first touched death and came back to life with a heart made out of stone! But her eyes trouble me, they put me in dilemma, they put me in dock and question me things that I have no answers for.

So far no one ever came so close to me because I have never let anyone come close to me. Women in my life were just source of pleasure that I allowed myself but I never allowed myself the comfort of having any kind of emotional attachment to anyone. I had Mark by my side always and he has been there for me unconditionally but we never use to talk really. He kept it that way since the time he took me under his wing and it wasn't like I was an expressive person. Sam and Mariam tried to be there for me but I didn't want to be cared for and there was always this distance I kept from them but Radhika was getting too close to me for my liking. I wasn't used to it but a part of me liked it but there was also a part of me that was alarmed by our closure.

"You guys are here!"

Sam showed up out of nowhere and I was glad she did.

"Sam, why don't you learn how to behave like a lady?! I think you are a man trapped in a woman's body."

Sam is a tomboy in my opinion because of the way she dresses up or the way she always wants to rub shoulders with men. There was a time when she wanted me to teach her football and I told her it's a rough sport and not for girls but she insisted and I gave in. That girl didn't just learn it from me but she became a pro at it. I don't say it on her face but the truth is that I am very proud of my sister! I know I have some conventional beliefs about women but Sam is something else, there is a indescribable fire in her and I secretly admire it though I tell her to act a certain way.

"Oh please give me a break, brother! You are the last person who should be lecturing me on how to be a lady when you are a man whore with a capital M who canoodled with sluts with a capital S." She pushes my buttons like no other and she gets away it like no other!

She continued in a cheeky tone," Of course in the past you were now you are married."

She is just so insolent that she drives me to the edge and yet I can't do anything about it because I never can hurt Sam. Sometimes I wish she should have never grown up and stayed a baby but she grew up so fast and now she talks back with me most of the time.

I paced in her direction but Radhika blocked my path," Let go you know she doesn't mean to disrespect you." She softly said.

"Of course she did mean to disrespect me and you get out of my way." I said in a curt tone.

"What! Are you going to hit her too?!" She asked, horrified.

Yeah, tell her, tell her how I hit you, how I torture you! You want to turn her against me but that's not going to happen under my watch.

"Wait a minute! He has hit you, Radhika?!" Sam asked furiously as she turned her towards herself.

"He hit you or not?! Answer me now!" Sam asked, accentuating the distaste in her tone.

So what if I hit her?! And I have done nothing so extreme for her to blast upon me. I must have just slapped her once or twice and she is my wife. I don't like how our relationship has become the center of every discussion. First Mark then Mariam and now Sam, all of them are hell-bent on horning in on my business.

"Sam, don't poke your nose in my affairs. Stay out of it!" I said bluntly.

"Radhika, you haven't answered my question yet. Did my brother ever raise his hand on you?!" She asked Radhika again but in a much more fiery tone of course her anger is not directed towards my wife but me.

What amazed was Radhika's silence and she didn't rattle on me!

Sam brushed away the hairstands that were covering Radhika's half face which I believe she was intentionally shielding from the world,"I can't believe it! He has slapped you and you didn't think it was legit for you to tell me or my mom" She turned to me," How could you?! Have you no shame?! You hit your wife! I never say a word about how things are done here, bhai. I never interfere in your affairs but if you disrespect Radhika, I won't have it."

That's it! She is asking for a fight and I am done playing nice! She should not interfere between me and Radhika, no one should! I hate how other people think it's okay for them to pass judgments and give opinions about our relationship. Whatever it is, I won't have people butting in and giving me their viewpoints when I clearly remember never asking them!

He pushed Radhika aside gently and stood in front of her, and glowered at her," Sam, she is my wife and how I treat her is none of your business. You should not be giving me your opinion when you clearly are not aware of things."

She doesn't even know who Radhika is and she is giving me lectures on how to behave with my wife!

"Radhika, can you excuse us for a minute, sweety?! I need to have a little chat with my brother." She politely asked Radhika to leave us alone.

Radhika left us alone and it was a good thing because even I didn't wanted her to be a witness to this discussion or fight whatever it was going to be.

"So enlighten me, brother!" She exclaimed with flare.

With that, I had my sister in front of me demanding the truth and I had no other option other than unveiling the truth to her because she was after all my family.