She'll run away. He'll chase her.
If he'll catch her, she'll be forever trapped.
Like a moth attracted to light, Pakhi was pulled close to him. People called him mad, heartless and cold but she cared about none.
His world was dark, traumatising and...
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Jaydev stared out of the window and took the early morning scene into his eyes while talking to someone via call.
" What do you mean by it's getting difficult?"
Adnan sighed from the other side.
" Sir, we don't know what they are planning. We have developed enmity with a very big underworld mafia gang. We will keep our dignity intact but they will not. Those people can go to any extent to defeat us."
" Then we will talk to them in their own language! Whoever supports them, put them in jail. I don't know any lawyer or government. I just want them all in jail!"
Shruti glanced at him while straining the tea in cups. He looked angry.
" I think you should give them a break till your marriage."
Adnan suggested.
" That's my problem. I won't let their shadow touch my family," Jaydev said with a determined voice.
Shruti came with two cups of tea and he disconnected the call. She sat down beside him and put the tray on the table before them.
She put her hand on his thigh, " troubled?"
He hummed and ran his fingers into his hair.
" Those fucking nutheads! Don't know where the hell they are hidden."
" Just be patient," she said and he turned his gaze to her. Worry glistened in his eyes.
He doesn't want their bad shadows to cover his happy family, especially her. He cannot let anyone hurt her. If anyone dares, he will forget all the laws and burn all of them into ashes.
He smiled softly and patted on his thigh.
" Come here."
She frowned and glanced there before climbing on his thigh and sitting there. Her legs wrapped around him. His one hand rested on the side of her thigh and the other stayed on her love handles.
His eyes sparkled, looking at her face. Is there any way to count the depth of his love for her? He wants to tell her.
She slid the strands of his hair behind from his forehead then cupped his cheeks and placed her lips on his. He made no movement while she sucked his lips gently and very lovingly.
She broke the kiss and wiped wetness from his lips.
" Our wedding rituals are about to begin soon," she said.
" Hmm.."
" Are you happy?"
" For?"
" With this marriage," she looked into his eyes and he smiled before answering,
