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Swara's pov

Who is hammering on my head?

Aahh!! God save me, someone is trying to kill me. It's paining a lot. What is happening? Who is that?

Shona, open your eyes. You can save yourself.

I tried to open my eyes but my head is paining, I scrunched my eyebrows and held my head in my hands trying to lessen my head pain by pressing it. I opened my eyes little and find no one is there hammering my head.

I frowned in confusion seeing myself lying on bed in our room and also seeing the sunlight peeping out of the closed curtains. Is it already morning? How come I came in our room? I couldn't remember anything coming here. I looked down at myself and saw myself in pyjamas. I don't remember changing my dress. I don't even remember what happened last night.

Where is my husband?

I looked around the room to find Sanskar as he is not in bed. Every morning, I used to wake up seeing his either sleeping face or his staring face at me. I don't hear any sound from washroom also, where is he gone?

I took my phone which is on the night lamp table while holding my head with one hand, trying to suppress my unbearable pain. It was the phone Sanskar has gifted me after our marriage. He bought me a latest iphone -  a very costly one - when we went shopping on our marriage day evening. Though I protested saying I don't need an expensive phone he replied to me that all his money is mine to spend and he is earning just for me, only me. That moment brought a small smile on my lips despite my heavy headache.

When I unlocked my phone, my eyes widened seeing the time, it is half past twelve in afternoon. Sh!t how could I sleep this much? What happened last night? Why am I not remembering anything?

I tried to remember the happenings of last night. I last remembered my encounter with that Chipkali Aliya and then going to drink something following the waiter. God, I will forget only if I was drunk. It means I was drunk last night. That not so innocent waiter has gave me some alcohol drink. How dare he!

I closed my eyes and got some faint flashes of last night. I tried to recollect the memories. I remembered how I thought there was earthquake and wanted to find my boyfriend to save people. I felt my cheek turning hot in embarrassment thinking how stupid I have behaved. Then I remember meeting with Aliya and Ragini, they both manipulated me to tell the media. I clutched my fist tightly remembering how I humiliated Gadodias' infront of everyone.

Oh God, I being drunk embarrassed myself infront of everyone. Media people and the guests would have thought SM has married a stupid girl. How could I do that all?

I heard door opening sound and turned quickly expecting to see my husband but instead I saw Kamala Maa holding a tray having cup with saucer.

"Swara beti, you woke up? I came to check before an hour but you were sleeping. How are you feeling now?"

She asked gently, walking towards my bed. I shook my head.

"I'm feeling terrible, my head is literally exploding. Kamala Maa, Where is Sanskar?"

I asked her desperately, not caring about my head ache now. I embarrassed him, I should talk to him and apologize. I am still trying to remember everything happened. I remembered him defending me infront of the people and also his possessive hold.

"Swara, he went to office. He asked me to take care of you and to give you coffee or lemonade to less your head pain."

I sighed. I felt little sad that I couldn't see him to start my day. The curtains are closed, Sanskar hadn't opened it. Due to that, the room is little dark instead of the regular brightness of afternoon sun. I might not have woke up because of that.

He might have kept it close for me. I remember how he was worried for me seeing my drunken state, he didn't leave me a second fearing that I would fall. My heart fluttered inside making me fall for him more due to his extreme care!!!

I should remember everything and should apologise to Sanskar for behaving stupid infront of media and the guests. I felt little ashamed for my drunken behaviour.

I took the cup given by Kamala Maa and started drinking it. She asked me if I can come for breakfast or she should bring it up. I told her I will come down, she nodded and left me alone with my confused head. After drinking the hot coffee, I felt somewhat relieved from the unbearable pain. I didn't stand up, I just sat there with closed eyes to recollect everything.

All the flashes came in my mind.

I love you so much, Sanskar!

I jerk opened my eyes in shock. The cup in my hands nearly slipped off, I quickly put it on the lamp table. My hands trembled knowing what I have done. My heart raced inside fast, I felt tensed and afraid.

I have confessed my love to him in my drunk state, that is the last thing I remember. Shona, what on earth you've done! What he would be thinking of me?

He don't like love and never have believed it. He thinks love is fake and meaningless. He don't want love! But what I have blurted? I just confessed my love, what he would have thought?

I felt my eyes welling up with tears in the fear of my love. My Sanskar! I didn't want him to know about my love. I was afraid that he wouldn't believe my love, he may leave me because of it. I couldn't bear the thought of being away from him. I could never live without him. He is my love, my life, my breath.

No one can live with the thought of their partner not believing their true love and thinking it's fake. I also can't bear it. What he would do now? Will he get angry on me? First itself, he cleared that he don't like to love but I love him now. Will he think my love is non existent? Will he ignore me? Or Will he leave me because of it?

I sobbed silently putting my palms on my face being so afraid. Afraid of my love. Afraid of my life. Afraid of my husband hating me. Tears stormed down from my eyes wetting my cheeks and my palms.

I have done a big mistake. Why me? Why it is happening to me only? Just now, my life has turned into a bliss but I have spoiled it on my own.

Please God, don't make him hate me or leave me because of this. I can't live without him. He is the only one in my life!

I cried thinking of my fate which never left any chance to ruin my happiness.

What should I do now? Should I call him? No, I am afraid of confronting him. I can't bear his anger or hate.

You think he will hate you? Really? He will never hate you ever, doll!

I remembered Karan Bhai telling me when I told him about my fear. Yes, I should trust my Sanskar's care. He can't hate me. I told to convince myself.

I wiped off my tears with heavy heart. Whatever it is, I can't help but feel afraid of losing him inside. I can't trust my fate which has never gave me happiness but just hurt and pain. Hope, Sanskar don't think bad of me and my love.

I have said I love you to him before, on our first drunken meet. But that was not my true confession, it just came out in excitement. But yesterday, I confessed with my whole heart! I am sure he would have knew that I am seriously saying it.

I took my phone gathering courage and went to contact list. Just then, I saw a notification above. It was from him. I quickly opened our chat and saw his message from 11.45 a.m.

"Good morning, Swara.
Did you wake up? How are you feeling?" - His message asked. I felt a pinch in my heart when I realised that he didn't use sweetheart or Jaan or any other endearment he would usually use to call me. Does he hate me now?

I controlled my tears and convinced myself saying it's not a big thing. I opened the keyboard to reply him. My fingers trembled vulnerably, but I managed to reply him by forcing my fingers to type.

"Good afternoon, Sanskar!
Just now, woke up. Feeling better after coffee. Have you had your breakfast?" - I touched the send button while a tear slipped out of my eyes. I can't ask him anything in the chat and also can't apologize to him for my behaviour. I should talk to him directly.

My heart thudded inside in desperation and restlessness. I want to see him and talk to him now. I just want to make sure he doesn't hate me because of my confession. I want to hug him to ensure myself that I am still with him, in his arms which are my safe home. I felt a heavy thing weighing my heart trying to make it stop which made me feel the inner pain.

I came out of my miserable thoughts when I felt my phone vibrate. I looked down at the phone screen to see a message came from him. I blinked my tears to get rid off my blurry vision.

"Yes I had. Sorry Jaan, I've back to back meetings. Take care."

His message made my heart warm but I still can't breathe in relief. I should make sure he doesn't feel anything bad about my confession.

I wiped my tears stricken face and stood up.
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I don't know is this good idea or a bad one. But I can't stop my desperate mind and heart.

I crossed my fingers and looked up to see the tall building standing too high infront of me. I gulped all my emotions and took the first step towards SM's company which is built up and developed by my husband's hardwork and skill.

It's already half past three now. I tried my best to remain in home and wait for him to come. But I couldn't stop my stubborn tears and hurting heart. It just want to see him. So I quickly changed into a simple black kurthi and a denim blue jeggings. I didn't do anything more just put a small pinch of sindoor in the top of my forehead like usual. I don't care about anyone seeing my pale dull face and lifeless eyes which will twinkle only if they see HIM.

I have never came out alone to many big places let alone be his company. I am anxious to go inside. How will he react seeing me? I didn't inform him about my arrival, so will he scold me? I let out a painful sigh.

As I entered inside the building into the office, my mouth opened little in amazement. This is so big and modern. I can see the big long hall having dozens of employees infront of me including men and women. Many people are working on their systems sitting on the chairs in rows and columns. Some people are walking here and there in hurry either digging their faces into files or talking to fellow employees seriously. Everyone is having serious expressions on their faces, no one is sitting idle but doing their work.

I quickly walked to the reception desk which is on the side of entrance. A girl wearing formal dress lifted up her head when she felt a presence. She didn't smile at me, just gave me a cold look which increased my anxiousness. I suddenly felt it is a bad idea to come here.

"Yes Miss? What do you want?", She asked without even greeting me first.

I would have scrunched my nose at her tone if I am not sad right now. I wetted my lips and opened my mouth to speak.

"I.. I want to meet Sanskar. I mean Mr. Sanskar Maheshwari."

She narrowed her eyes and scrutinized me like if I am capable of meeting the SM. I know I look so simple to be wife of the top business tycoon but I don't care about that right now. I pressed my lips and shifted my weight in my feet.

"Sorry, Miss. Do you have an appointment?", She asked coldly. My eyes widened little. Oh no, do I need appointment to see him? I don't know that.

Stupid Shona, he is a big businessman. Ofcourse, he won't see people without appointment.

But Shona, You're his wife. You don't need an appointment. My mind told me.

"No, I don't have one. But he know me."

I told stupidly instead of telling her that I am his wife. I don't feel like to flaunt my status.

"I can't let you inside with that reason. It's usual for many girls to come here and lie that Mr. SM know them just because they want to meet him."

She told rudely. I frowned feeling suddenly bit jealous. Many girls coming to see him?

"So I can't allow you.", She told me strictly, believing that I am one of his fan girls. I took a calm breath and was ready to tell her that I am his wife politely but before that I heard a loud gasp.

I titled my head sidely to see the person who is a girl holding a file in her hands wearing formal attire and looking at me with wide eyes.

"Oh my God! You are The wife of SM sir."

She exclaimed little loudly stressing the word 'the wife', grabbing the attention of all the nearby people. As on feeling the silence of some people, everyone in the floor stopped from whatever they were doing and looked up.

I felt so many gazes on me, I feel like to run and hide somewhere away from their scrutinizing gazes.

I heard a chair screeching sound on my side. The reception girl was standing infront of me in a quick second.

"I am so sorry, Mam. I couldn't identify you in first. I just saw you on the news, you looked different. I am so sorry, Mam. Please forgive me. Please don't tell Sir, my job would be at risk then."

She quickly pleaded me having guilty look in her eyes. I don't know what to say. I can't say it is all her fault. She don't know me in the first place and she would not expected SM's wife would be me.

"It's ok, don't worry. It's not your fault. Can you please tell me where can I see him?"

I asked her softly. Her eyes widened little like she doesn't expect me to speak like this. She quickly nodded her head.

"Ofcourse Mam. Thank you so much, Mam. But I'm afraid you can't see him right now, Mam.", She told gently, I frowned.

"Sorry Mam, He has gone out for a meeting. But SM Sir's floor is 46th one. You can wait there in his cabin, he will come soon. You can use the personal elevator which is there on the side."

She answered quickly in fearful tone, pointing one side. I nodded my head. Usually, I would have give her a smile to ease her but now my lips can't smile. He is not here, what should I do now? I can't go home without seeing him, I better wait and meet him.

"Thank you.", I whispered and quickly made my way to the lift. By now, everyone is standing and looking at me.

I can see their amazed gazes, whispering and talking. I couldn't hear them clearly but I caught something when I was crossing a desk where some three girls are standing together.

"She is the wife of SM."

"Oh God, I can't believe he married her"

"She's not beautiful than me"

"I saw her in the TV last night, She was so drunk and behaved stupid."

I halted in my steps, my heart thudded inside loudly hearing their accusing words for me. I know I should not take their stupid talks into me but I am already vulnerable and guilty for my drunken behaviour. Their words just triggered me to think all negative thoughts. Does everyone think like that of me? My already red eyes welled up with tears. I don't want to cry infront of them and make myself more embarrass.

"Oh I heard that the channel which showed her drunken speech scene was banned instantly. After that no channel has showed that but just their reception pics.", I heard a girl's envy talk.

"Really? SM sir would have done that!"

Did he really done that for me?

I can hear their soft gasps and speaking why he has done that for a girl like me. I pressed my lips hard and blinked my eyes rapidly. My mind is yelling at me to glare them or even scold them but I couldn't do that. I am trying to move from the place but my legs just froze.

I took a heavy breath and controlled all my tears. I prepared myself to walk from there ignoring them and their words.

When I took a step, I felt the hall fell in dead silence. What happened suddenly? I looked up to see all their mouths are either tied or opened in shock with their dumbfounded faces.

I narrowed my eyes and followed their gazes behind me, turning my heels. My heart skipped a beat when my eyes fell on HIM, my husband.

He is there standing in all his glory dressed in his usual black business suit with Aman and one more person standing behind him. His posture is straight screaming the power of SM and his cold gaze is aiming at me directly.

I gulped a heavy lump formed inside my throat and clutched my kurti on the sides in my fists. As I met his gaze with hesitation, I felt his gaze turning little soft but his jaws clenched. He is standing atleast ten feet distance away from me. When he started walking forward, my heart thudded inside. What is he going to do?

A pin drop silence. I felt like everyone is even holding their breath like me. His gaze moved from me to the people in the hall, his gaze is cold and menacing. Why is he like this? Did he heard what everyone was talking?

When he came near me, I just wanted to throw my arms around him, hiding myself in his embrace and cry my heart out. But seeing the situation, I didn't do that. He didn't stop by me but walked past me. I was shocked.

I turned to see him walking to the three girls who were talking about me. Their gazes widened seeing him going to them, he stood infront of them with his eyes spitting fire. I can see them shivering visibly. This is dragon!

"Get out"

I heard his dangerous tone which made one of the girls gasp.

"Ss.. si.. sirr-"

A girl stuttered.

"Just get out of my sight and my office right now. I don't ever want to see your faces again. You all are dismissed."

His spatted out coldly. I widened my eyes in shock, the girls faces turned pale.

Oh God, what is he doing? Is he the same Sanskar who always talks soft to me? I should stop him, he can't just dismiss them. I took steps to him.

"Sanskar-"

I was about to speak but his hand held my wrist in a grip which is firm but not enough to give pain. He is not looking at me but his gaze is focused on the girls who are shivering in fear. Now only, I can see why he is famous for his cold and arrogant behaviour and why all are afraid of him. This is THE Sanskar Maheshwari, the ruthless tycoon who rule the business world in India.

I can see the girls wanted to plead him not to dismiss them but seeing his dangerous avatar, they are standing freezed.

"Now!", He said coldly while the girls quickly nodded their heads and scrambled to their desks to take their belongings. They took their bags and clutches and moved from the place while everyone is just looking at the scene in thrill.

"Stop!"

His voice echoed in the silence. The three girls turned, hope filling their gazes. Others looked at him perplexed.

"You..", he pointed one girl. I looked anxiously as his voice is threatening.

"You should not even compare yourself with my wife. She is a pure angel not a cheap girl like you who just cake her face with makeup thinking herself as beautiful and gossiping about others. So better think before speak. Cause next time, I will make sure you won't speak!"

His tone was cold, unforgiving and totally possessive. I felt my heart fluttering both in happiness and fear.

Happiness because he has defended me which means he still cares about me despite my confession. Fear because his words promised if that girl again opened her mouth about me, she will have to face HIM. I wonder what he will do? But please God, don't make him do anything bad. I trust him, he won't do anything bad.

The girl gulped hard, her face showing fear. She nodded her head slightly before leaving the office with other two girls.

He then turned to his other employees who are all still standing rooted in their places.

"I think you all got the point. Just do your Own work."

He said loudly, his voice cold and powerful. I flinched a bit and instantly felt his grip getting tight around my wrist.

As he gave them all a glare, everyone instantly shattered around getting back to their own work fearing for their job. I just stood dumbfounded watching around the hall until I feel his hand wrapping my shoulder. I gave him a look but he is not looking at me. He turned with me to the lift way and walked me forward, holding me possessively.

We entered the lift, he tapped the 46th floor button with his other hand and stood beside me silently. I felt the air around us is thick with tension. His eyes are still filled with rage, his jaws clenched where I can see a vein line on his side neck. He know that I am staring him but he still don't acknowledge me making me anxious and sad.

I Love you so much, Sanskar!

My confession came in my mind bringing back my fear. Is he angry on me that I came here without telling him?

I don't know why but I couldn't open my mouth to talk to him seeing his posture. I badly wanted him to talk to me, not in SM's tone but in my Sanskar's soft tone. I wanted him to wrap me in his arms and tell me everything is fine. I want to know if everything is fine between us.

I didn't realise when we reached his floor. I blinked my eyes coming back to sense seeing the lift door opening.

He stepped out still holding me which is making me calm though a storm is going on inside my mind and heart.

I moved my gaze in front and admired the beauty and elegance of the office. This floor is calm and people free unlike the other floor. As we came to the centre of the office, there are plush dark grey leather sofas placed against the wall on the right side with a small glass table infront. While on the left side, I can see a big desk and a girl in formals sitting there working. On seeing us, she quickly stood up. She looked so older than me, like she is in her late twenties may be even older than Sanskar.

Her expression didn't change seeing me in her boss's arms. She gave us a professional smile and greeted us in professional tone. I tried to gave her small smile in a pathetic attempt while Sanskar didn't even look at her side or acknowledge her. Her smile didn't flatter with his gesture, it was like she know he won't reply.

As we walked further, I can see some separate room cabins are on either sides where I can see persons working inside through the glass doors of their cabin. I think they are high officials as they are here in this floor along with him.

I stopped when he stopped infront of a door at the end of the hall isolated from other cabins. I looked upto the door where a golden name plate is attached saying "Mr. Sanskar Maheshwari, CEO". He put his finger on a electronic panel on the door, a green ray passed scanning his thumb. He then twisted the knob of door opening his private office. We both entered inside.

My mouth opened in awe seeing his office. On my opposite, it is completely a glass wall, the white curtains of the wall are in open letting anyone to see the beauty of the Mumbai city from this tall building. The room is very big and spacious and bright. The walls are painted in light grey colour while the furnitures are in black colour including the couch and sofas'. His big long desk rested on my left side having a computer system, some files and a crystal pen stand along with a king office chair behind the desk. His office is even having a big flat screen TV resembling the one in our home on my right side wall. A book stand is attached next to the door wall having many books and files. While on the corner I can see a door, may be of washroom.

I loved his office a lot. I wonder if he is workaholic because of his this beautiful office? Seeing this, even I can't have heart to leave this place. So, may be he works a lot because he liked it here.

I totally forgot about Sanskar while admiring his office. I came to sense hearing his voice, but he is not talking to me. I turned and saw him standing away from me talking to someone on his phone. I suddenly became aware of the situation I am in. I waited for him to finish talking which he did after a minute. He then walked to a stand which is having mini-refrigerator which I forgot to notice. Wow, what else he have here?

He took a water bottle and a glass from the stand. He filled the glass with water and then turned walking to me after placing the bottle again inside. He held my hand and made me sat on one of the sofas' before handing me the glass.

I didn't refuse it as I am really thirsty. I haven't had anything from morning, Kamala Maa brought me the breakfast in room when I didn't go downstairs. When she came in my room, I was in washroom crying so she just put the plate on table and asked me to eat. I didn't eat, I also didn't see her cause she would caught my crying. So I left the home shouting that I am going out without entering the kitchen to inform her. I quickly hopped inside the lift before she could come out and see me.

I quickly gulped down the water in a go and wiped my lips with the back of my hand. He was staring at me by standing infront of me, but I kept my gaze away from him. He took the glass and put it on the coffee table before the sofa.

"What happened to you, Jaan?", He asked me directly. The first words he talked to me today.

His question caught me off guard. I don't know what to tell and how I should explain about my arrival or my pale face with red eyes.

Should I behave like not remembering anything about my drunken behaviour?

As I was afraid to talk about my confession, I did the other thing which is nagging me inside.

"I am so sorry, Sanskar!", I sobbed. I couldn't control my tears anymore. After seeing him, I just wanted to break down all my pain and worries. He quickly sat beside me and held my face in his palms, I was crying bitterly while I could feel his worry and panic.

"Hey, stop crying. Tell me what happened, Jaan? Did anyone say something to you before my arrival?"

He asked me softly lifting up my face to meet my gaze. I shook my head looking into his brown orbs which are filled with tenderness and concern, tears falling from my eyes. He wiped my tears with his thumbs gently.

"Please stop crying, Jaan!"

He told me and wiped the tears which again fell. I wrapped my arms around his torso and snuggled my face on his suit, moving closer to him. I tightened my grip around him in the fear of him leaving me and cried. I felt his arms engulfing me in his embrace giving the most peaceful and warm feeling in my heart.

"I am sorry, Sanskar. It's all because of me.", I said between my cries.

"What happened because of you?", He asked. I didn't answer him, instead I cried silently. He didn't ask me anything again but just held me safely in his arms.

After five minutes, he broke the hug to which I was reluctant. I don't want to be away from him.

"Jaan, it's enough. Stop now and speak", he told me little sternly, disliking my tears. He wiped them away tenderly and cupped my face.

"I.. I don't remember what happened.. last night."

I said slowly, bowing down my head fearing he may caught my lie. I know I have to confront him about my confession but I don't want to do that now. After being in his arms, I don't want to take the risk of losing him.

"You don't?", He asked me in a strange tone. I shook my head biting my lips nervously, still looking down at my lap.

"I.. I woke up in morning and confused finding me in our room. You were also not there, I saw your message but didn't call you knowing that you are busy. So I called my friend and asked her what happened last night. She told me everything."

I said in my low tone. My eyes filled with tears for lying to him. He made me look at him and looked into my eyes. I tried hard to hide my inner fear seeing him staring at me.

"I am sorry for not being there for you, Jaan. I-", he stopped. I frowned little.

"I was having an important meeting so I asked Mrs. Anand to take care of you. But why are you crying, Jaan?"

"Sanskar, I made yourself embarrassed infront of everyone being drunk and behaved insane. Even I heard that the girls talking, everyone would probably have thought that. I don't deserve to be your wife. I am so sorry, Sanskar. I really don't know what I was doing when I am drunk."

I told him cryingly, remembering my confession. I saw his soft expression turning hard, his jaws clenched while his eyes spitting fire.

"Don't! Just don't say that Jaan. Who said you don't deserve to be my wife?"

His voice filled with anger, I gulped and stared at him.

"You are the only one who deserve everything of me. Disgusting people may say anything, you should not think about them, I've already told you that. So stop crying now. And don't say anything stupid like that again."

He said angrily but I could feel his care behind his tone. I hugged him again and nodded my head against his chest. He didn't hug me back.

"I am sorry!", I whispered. I felt his chest moving as he took a deep breath to calm his anger.

After few seconds, he hugged me back. I don't know what is in his heart, I don't know if he is respecting my feelings or thinking it is not true. I just want to be with him forever. I can't imagine my life without him.
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To be continued...

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