Radhika's POV

He finally stops tickling me but doesn't let go of my hands that he had trapped. He pulls his shirt over his head as he gets rid of it. He lowers himself on me and I couldn't help but blush. God! Wasn't it just last night that we made love?! Do all newly married couples want to make love so very often?! It's like we are starting to behave like rabbits. I did not like sex first because I would be sore the next morning and Sam would tease me saying that she finds my way of walking, really funny. I yesterday snapped at her and told her that she will know when she is married and till then she should enjoy her catwalk! She knows we have a lot of sex from the lovebirds she sees on my neck that she says are the size of grapefruit. I use to hide it initially by some concealer but no matter how much I hide them, they don't disappear, do they?! She also once said that I shouldn't complain as there are so many women who are unhappy because of bad sex in their marriage. Well it's important but not everything right?! It's an expression of love and care yeah sometimes lust too but overall you should love the person or you will regret bad after the fog of desire is over. I use to feel bad but then now I don't really mind. I mean he has been so good to me apart from the initial two or three weeks of starting. Life of a mafia woman born and wed into a mafia family isn't all bed of roses but then I am not stupid to expect that it would be rosy. I am getting the best as compared to what other woman go through. I also know Arjun is not capable of cinematic expression of love.

He levels my sleeve down as he places sloppy kisses on my skin. I feel as if my whole skin is lit on fire. I clutch his shoulder blade tight as my one hand sweeps down on his back. I close my eyes realising the feeling of loving warmth in his arms.

I shiver as cold air hits me as he peels off my dress. I am now lying only in my undies before his eyes. His eyes darken with need. God! He kills me when he looks at me like he wants to possess my soul. He looks at me for a minute maybe but the look in his eyes says that he is thinking something. He takes off my clutcher and he sets my hair free. He smiles heartily as my hair spread over the pillowcase and few strands cover very little of my breast. He again looks unsatisfied as his smile disappears faster than it graced his lip. I look at him with both curiosity and confusion. What does he want now?!

Next what he does actually hits me hard! He tries to take off my nuptial chain and I protest with my hand holding his fist tight. I don't want him to remove it. I believe if you love your husband then it is your duty as a wife to protect your relationship from evil eyes and the black and golden beads in a nuptial chain do that. I know initially I didn't wanted to wear it but I don't want to take it off now. There is also this preconceived notion that when you wear it, your husband feels more responsible towards you whenever he looks at it and he also is reminded that he is married and committed. I don't know how much of this is true but I don't want to take it off or let him take it off.

He again starts to unhook it from behind but I protest strongly this time as I look him in the eye making my stand clear," No." I state firmly.

He finally quits and gives me a smile that is to assure me that he has finally dropped that idea. I sign in relief but I feel curious about why he wanted to take it off?! I mean wasn't he the same guy who said hurtful things to me when I tried to take it off after our marriage?! He is always in his role of a possessive husband then why this sudden change?! I don't know how I feel about this.

I try to gauge something out from his look but he gives nothing away. He is so unpredictable that I can't get my head around his this nature. I know he doesn't tell anything to anyone unless he feels he wants to or he will only tell you what he thinks you have to know. Once I had asked him about a room on third floor that is always closed and no one goes there, he told me I am better off without knowing that. When I use to roam around, I use to stop in front of the door and wonder what was there on the other side of it. Once he caught me staring at that door and he told me there are some secrets that come with a price and one should be willing to pay it. He said he doesn't want me to ever pay a huge price for knowing something that is dangerous both for me and for him.

I gasp when he places the softest kiss on my nuptial chain. I stare at him as he stares at me back. What is happening here?! Why does this feels like we have something clicking between us today that has not clicked for the days we were together. I moan in sweet delight as he kissed down the valley of my bra clad breast. His kisses leave a wetness of his tongue as he takes his time in exploring my every curve and every inch.

He lifts his head to look at me"You are a very beautiful woman, Radhika. You took my breath away the first time I saw you." His tone laced with sincerity.

"So did you." I say the words without realising I what I am saying. God! I am so stupid at times.

He gives me a surprised look,"I did?! Well that's news to me. What did you first notice when you saw me first?!" He asked me curiously.

Well first would be your height, second will be how soft your hair looked, third will be of course your face that is of a prince charming little did I know that you are nowhere close to prince charming. You are not a devil, you are a knight, a dark knight!
A knight that I fell in love with and would die for happily.

"That you are very tall." I reply shortly.

"What else?!" He said in a needy tone.

"You are very good looking." I say in a coy tone.

"But remember you called me giant and monster and what not. I don't remember you saying that I am good looking." He says in a wicked tone.

Why will I tell him all this when he already has heard all this whole his life?! I don't need to feed his ego more, do I?!

"You know you are. Why should I tell you?!" I stick my tongue out at him.

"This isn't fair. Tell me more." He insisted.

"Who said it will always be fair?!" I repeat his words.

He rolls his eyes at me in ire and turns his face away from me. I touch his cheek and turn his face towards me," What did you think about me when you know, you saw me first." I ask him softly.

I really want to know what he thought about me when he first saw me. I asked him a simple question without knowing that his answer will knock the air out of my gut!

"That is not all clean thoughts." He says coldly.

I don't like when he uses that tone with me. I feel the old Arjun that I hated resurfaces when he talks that way.

"Still tell me please." I whine.

"Why don't we just continue with what we were doing?!" He tries to distract me with his kisses but I press my palm on his lips. I want to know and he will tell me.

" No I want to know." I add sternly.

His face contored in anger and I felt regret instantly for pushing his buttons. I let myself believe that Arjun will put up with constant interrogating if he loves me. I should remember always that the dark side of him is not far and I should stay wary of that side.

He stares at me furiously,"God! You are so stubborn! Fine! I thought you are beautiful, very beautiful. You have a very sensual figure of a seductress but an innocent face. I wanted to have you in my bed for one night and take you over and over again until you begged me to stop." He says heartlessly.

What did he take me for?! A whore?!
How can he think about me like that?! I feel deeply hurt by his words but more than that a question slices my heart like a sharp knife. Was it always about sex?! Yeah I know he married me to avenge his mother's death but then going by who he is and what damage he is capable of, he could have resort to other methods to hurt me. He chose to marry me when he could just keep me as his captive forever or maybe starve me to death or hit me or something but he wanted to use my body for his pleasure. Was I just a pawn in his dirty game?! He got my body and now he has put his baby in me. Why do I feel he did this all for revenge so he could stand up to my father and tell him that I am bearing his child and my father can do nothing about it! I felt things were fishy right from the time he changed his attitude towards me. I feel he is doing everything for this baby and he has nothing to do with my feelings. Is it all about sex and cold revenge for him?!

"You love my body not me!" I say in a hushed tone laced with pure hurt.

He tries to touch my face but I jerk his hand away,"That's not true baby. Common you know it don't put it that way or else I will really get angry with you right now." He adds with a threat in his dark eyes.

I don't feel so much hurt by the fact that he wanted to have me for a night but I feel deeply hurt because he doesn't love me. He is lying so I would just leave him alone and not fight with him. He wants this baby to arrive safely that is why he feels he must keep me happy and stress free. As I think about this, my tears stream down my cheeks and my heart bleeds with the pain I feel.

I stare at him with red hurt,"For what other reason did you keep me with you in the begginning?! I know revenge is the reason but you could have refrained from having sex with me but you didn't! You could have hurt me by other means but you wanted to have sex with me and you killed two birds by one stone. You got your revenge and you also got me to be your whor..."

My words were cut off by sound of his harsh slap that numbed me from inside. As I touched my cheek, I felt my hands were damp not just by my tears but my blood that was mixed with my tears of pain and suffering. I touched the corner of my lips instinctively and winced to the sting I felt.

I finally came back from the high that I had reached in that one or two seconds. He slapped me! He actually hit me in this condition! He is a liar! A cheat! He said he won't hurt me but look at him now, wasn't it just yesterday when he slapped me near the balcony?! I had to deal with his crazy ex, his violent behaviour, his harsh and crude words, his heartless remarks about me and I took it all with a smile thinking it's okay. No it's not okay! If I will do something or say something bad the next time, he will again slap me or worst break my jaw! More than hurt I feel self pity for myself. How can I even love such a person?! What is wrong with me?! Have I gone crazy?!

I hug the bed sheet close to my chest covering myself and dragged it with me to the washroom where I closed the door on his face. I could hear him shouting and yelling at me to open the door but I turned a deaf ear to him. I dropped the bed sheet down and stared at my naked reflection in the large mirror on the wall. My lip was bleeding profusely as I stared looking at myself, I realised what damage have I done to myself by letting myself believe that Arjun is my husband now and I love him so it's okay to get a little hurt. I couldn't recognise myself in the mirror. I was so well groomed or maybe maintained is the right word. No one ever paid heed to the fact if I looked my best in my own house. Dad and Rahil hardly cared about that. Here I had to look good. Something which I never took seriously. I wasn't bothered about my looks even in my college as I was too busy enjoying the fact that dad had given me a get away from that cage. Now when I look at myself, I don't find the natural look. All I see is a beautiful woman who smiles but does her smile comes from her heart?!
She is made to look pretty so she keeps her husband to herself. She is scared all the time that he will stray and cheat so she does everything to please me. She doesn't say a word against him even when he hits her! She is a very weak person who thinks her love is her weakness. She let's her husband use her body any which ways he likes. Is this all what Radhika is?! I ask myself in the mirror as I break down.

"Radhika, open the door."

I hear Arjun's voice but I ignore it.

"Radhika open the fucking door! We have a serious situation here. We need to leave the house right now."

Serious situation?! Leave?! What is he talking about?!

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!" He snaps loudly making me jump in fear.

I walk inside the walk in closet that is attached to the bathroom and quickly put on a neon green gown. I step out and he jumps on me.

He breaks the hug," I am so sorry baby. I should not have hurt you but this is not the best time for this. We need to leave the mansion right now. Sam and Mariam have already left and now we need to leave too."

"But why?! What happened?!" I could feel the panic in my own tone.

"We are going to be attacked soon. Your fucking brother has thought it is the best time to destroy me. He is not alone otherwise he would have never had the courage to do this. Someone is supporting him." He informed me.

God! Why?! Why this had to happen?!

"Can't we revert back?!" I ask.

"They have cut down our lines of communication. We are too unprepared. They have disabled our electric  laser shield surrounding the mansion. They have killed almost all our men only a few are left inside the house. I need time to arrange an army and I need to contact my other people posted elsewhere. We need to leave baby and now!" He pressed each word from his last sentence to make himself crystal clear.

I stare at him pleadingly,"But he is my brother. He won't hurt me...."

"The fuck he will! He is set out for revenge not to rescue you! Do you want to get yourself killed?!" He asked me harshly.

"ARjun, they have made it to the main door." Mark's petrified voice startled me.

He was out of breath maybe because he ran all the way up to our room.

"Oh God! Are we all going to die?!" I ask Arjun as I hug my baby bump tightly. I feel my tears pouring out of my eyes.

Can this night get anymore worst than it already is?!

To be continued.......