Chapter 3 : The catastrophe
Dressed in red, she was pulling his soul to herself. Her eyes seemed to call out him. So he went after her. Everything was heavenly. She was sitting on the bench and he was making her wear the payal. Her eyes were transfixed on his face, never leaving them. It was as though both of them were led into a trance, devoid of reality. A trance where only two of them existed and existed their unspoken love, and passion.
He got up finishing his job and stepped back. She too stood up, looking at him with numerous questions in her eyes.
He wanted to walk away, escape before the trance gets too thick to penetrate out. But he was already late. He couldn't back out. So he walked towards her, his eyes holding so much passion that it would have been sin for Khushi to look away.
But that passion was unnerving, so she stepped back. His every step towards her went in sync with her stepping back. But for how long? Her back hit the wall indicating there was no escaping.
Rest of the events passed in daze. All he could remember was her eyes, the way they looked at him, flooding with myriad emotions. There was hesitation, shyness, confusion and something which he couldn't comprehend. She had given into his desires without any objection. She trusted him.
Then why did she break his trust? Why did she walk away from him like that? To hug his sister's husband?
Could he believe her now? For so long she hid the things from him. And she explained only when he told her everything he had witnessed on the terrace.
Why will he? It was her sins she was trying to hide. She was trying to cover up her doings. That is why she concocted that story of her engagement with Shyam. He lived with them for such a long time and she didn't even get to know he was married?
How was that possible? Numerous times she had been to his house. She thinks he's a fool to believe her? Who will?
This was not some Ekta Kapoor show where people are blind to things.
And she didn't have any proof to prove herself.
If she was speaking truth then...
HELL...!
He muttered as something clicked inside his brain.
If she was engaged to Shyam her family will know. Payal would be knowing. He'll have to investigate. He has to go into the bottom of the things.
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"Di you should take rest. I will manage the dinner" Khushi said smilingly as they stood in kitchen.
"Okay, Khushiji, I'll just go and call everyone" Anjali replied, returning back a smile and exited.
Khushi served the dinner on table and HP assisted.
Khushi was feeling strange seeing Shyam pouring extra love on Anjali. Is he up to something? She wondered.
After the dinner everyone retired to their rooms.
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"Raani sahiba here are your medicines and your juice" Shyam brought the glass as Anjali and Khushi stood in the hall, discussing something.
"Aap ne takleef kyon li? Hum khud le lete" Anjali smiled and took the glass, swallowing the pills with it.
"It's okay Raani Sahiba. It's my duty to take care of you. Come, let's leave now. You shouldn't walk too much around the house" He replied with a sick smile and holding her by shoulders, he led her away.
'You should sleep early Raani Sahiba, the sleeping pills will help you' he mentally continued on his way to their room.
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Khushi was in bathroom taking a shower after spending the whole evening in the kitchen.
After a hot shower she stepped out of the bathroom in her one of the robes gifted by Anjali, feeling immensely relieved. The day been too much for her. After the mind-numbing scene at the airport where she literally begged Arnav to stay and believe her, the encounter with Shyam had really shook her within. The hot water had indeed helped her by washing away the physical fatigue.
She locked the room from inside and walked to the cupboard to take out a simple kurta to wear to bed.
As she was removing out a Kurta from the neatly piled stack she felt a hand slide up to her shoulder making her insides twist in fear.
She quickly turned to face a smiling Shyam who withdrew his hand as she stared at him with shocked and angry eyes.
"How dare you enter my room at this time? Get out right now otherwise I will shout" She said in a loud voice, pretending to be strong when she actually felt too weak to stand at the spot.
"Come on, Khushiji" He laughed a maniac laugh and inched closer to her.
"Do you really think I'd leave from here? Especially when I have been waiting for this night since a long time? Never, Khushiji" He said in his grim voice making and hugged her forcefully making Khushi writhe in disgust.
"Today no one is going to disturb us. Raani sahiba had taken sleeping pills. She won't come here to interfere. Saale Sahab is in Scotland, too far to reach you and rest of the family wouldn't get to know as you are not allowed to scream" He mouthed in her ears, letting his lips touch the skin there.
"Leave me" Khushi screamed, pushing him back with all the raw force and ran towards to door.
She was mid-way when Shyam caught her wrist and pulled her to him, crashing her to his chest.
"Let me go, Shyamji. Arnavji will never forgive you for this. He will kill you" She said, tears pooling her eyes as she continued struggling in his arms.
Hearing her words Shyam laughed again.
"He doesn't even care about you, Khushiji. That's why he left you here. For me! Seems like even he wants me to have you, Khushiji. So forget him. Saale Sahab doesn't deserve your beauty and love. It's me who can pleasure you, love you" He said and grabbing her one hand brought it to his lips to kiss.
"I hate you" She cried.
"We'll see that, Khushiji. You'll love me after tonight" He said and dragging her to the bed, pushed her upon it.
Before she could get up, he pushed himself upon her pressing her body under his, blocking all the movement she was making.
As he made her captive under him, he held her face with both his hands and brought down his lips to meet hers. His lips were millimetres apart from hers when the knocks on the door brought hopes to Khushi.
She opened her mouth to scream but Shyam covered it with his palm.
"Khushi?" came the voice from the other side of the door.
"Arnavji?" Khushi's eyes reflected joy while Shyam's went dark in anger.
How can he be here? He was in Scotland? His mind asked but there was no time. He'll have to do something. While Shyam panicked, Khushi accelerated her attempts to get out from under him.
"Khushi? Open the door" Arnav's voice came again and the knocks doubled.
'Arnavji, please help me' She mentally screamed to him as Shyam's palm still covered her mouth.
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Chapter 4 : https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/96455262
P.S. I decided to continue the story on IF as well as I got a few scraps and PMs from readers who aren't comfortable and used to Blog means. So the story will be updated in both places. 😳
Edited by Pearl_Oyster - 5 years ago
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