Chap 61, 62 update on Pg 53 Entrapment : An Extremely Dark Advni FF

Chandini fidgeted beside Advay as she waited for her Maasi to perform their Aarti. The rear door was decorated with strings of marigolds and roses. A simple rangoli adorned the courtyard outside the door. Her heart fluttered in her mouth. She had used this door a million times, yet she felt knots in her belly as she waited for her aunt to instruct her to step into her home. She was now entering his Haveli again, but this time as his wife. It felt strange despite the familiarity. Her Baba and her Mamaji stood to one side and wiped the tears that welled in their eyes. She frowned unsure of why they were tearful. Maybe they were happy she was back home.

Advay held her gaze with a smile adorning his otherwise hard jawline. She smiled back nervously, happy to find him smiling at her since their Haldi. His smile was her ruin, she sighed to herself. She knew she would do anything to have him smiling forever at her. She turned her gaze again towards her family. The rear door led directly to the stairs to the first floor. Was he planning on her keeping her captive in her own house? Was she never allowed to step down towards where the rest of the family lived. She sighed, she had to see her Baba, her sisters, her Mamaji. Would she never get to meet anyone for the next six months? Her heart sink to the bottom of her chest. She scanned again towards the lounge, it was empty. Her Maa had been missing all evening. She didn't know if she was home. But at least her Baba was here to bless her. It seemed she was ill-fated to only have one parent at any point in life.

"Chandini, now you are entering your new home as the mistress of this Haveli, as Advay's wife,' Kajal Maasi said. "Topple the pot of rice and step inside,'

Chandini nodded nervously as she waited for Shikha to place a put of rice on the threshold.

Chandini took a deep breath and lifted her lehenga. Kicking the pot seemed like the most difficult task she had ever done. She slowly flipped the pot over with her toe and allowed the rice to fully topple out of the copper pot. Everyone clapped and cheered.

"Advay now the Lakshmi of your life has stepped into your home,' Yash beamed, "she will bring you prosperity and wealth and fame and happiness. The toppling of the rice pot is symbolic of the abundance that will flow into your life henceforth.'

Advay nodded in reverence. He already felt whole, just having her stand beside him decked in red and gold had calmed the raging storm within him. Chandini smiled weakly while she waited for Shikha to place a copper plate filled with kumkum water.

"Now take a step onto the plate and step into the house.' Kajal said.

Advay held her arm as she carefully stepped on the plate filled with the red water. She frowned scanning the pristine white marble floor, where was she meant to step without leaving a stain?

"Take a step,' Advay said.

"She is worried she is going to permanently stain the white marble floor.' Shikha giggled, she knew her sister's obsessive need for cleanliness like the back of her hand, along with her need to clean all the time.

Everyone laughed out loud.

"Chandini, that's the whole point of this ritual,' Advay smiled warmly at her, "You are meant to leave your red stained foot prints on the floor indicating you have stepped into your new home.'

"You embody the goddess of prosperity today,' Mamaji explained, "your foot prints will indicate that the goddess of wealth and prosperity has stepped into the house with you. So, go on take a step, put your right foot first.'

She nodded as she carefully placed her right foot onto the floor. Advay smiled to himself as she took another step and entered his house. He admired the pretty little foot prints she left behind her. She had delicate little feet just like his mother. He couldn't wait to kiss her soft pretty feet again.

Tears welled Chandini's eyes, as she strode into the house with Advay at her tow. She was back in her house, yet everything felt different. She made her way up the stairs with everyone else following her. Murli held the door open to one of the rooms. Advay nodded at her asking her take a step in. This was one of the spare bedrooms, but he was planning on renovating it now. She stepped in curiously and gasped. All the furniture had disappeared, it was a large empty room.

"This is the lounge,' Advay said as he led her inside, "we will be getting rid of that wall,' he pointed to the wall at the other end of the room, "that will be the kitchen...it will be all one large open plan kitchen, living and diner.'

She nodded, unable to imagine what he had on his mind. Right now, it looked like an empty shell. Why were they here? What was she meant to do next?

Murli held the door open to what would be the kitchen, it was another large room, which had also been emptied. An altar was erected at one corner. That would be her shrine. It was empty now, but soon she would set up her mandir there, she smiled to herself.

"Set it up now,' Sid said as he handed the idol of Ganesh he had presented her earlier. She gasped softly in awe, hence why he had presented her a Ganesh. How thoughtful of him.

She smiled to herself as she placed the idol, while her father chanted prayers to the elephant god, requesting him to bless the home with peace and happiness. She lit a diya before the idol and prayed in her heart. She felt at peace instantly, her restless heart had quietened. Advay stood behind her and admired her with pride. His bride was home at last. He was a married man now, married to his Chandini.

Everyone clapped and fed sweets to each other, the bride had entered her home.

"Advay we will continue with the post wedding games tomorrow,' Kajal teased him. "Now we are going to take the bride to her bedroom.'

Advay nodded as he collapsed on one of the chairs Murli had arranged for them in the empty lounge, while the women helped Chandini settle into her bedroom. Yash, Sid and Niru sat with him while Murli served them drinks before finally taking his place at Advay's feet like always. Yash kept grinning at him from ear to ear. Advay smiled back at him, there was no hiding, everyone in the room knew who he was.

"Where is Micku?' Niru asked.

"I don't know,' Advay sighed heavily, "I need to find Micku.'

"Find him?' Yash straightened in his chair, "Where is he?'

"I don't know, it's a long story,' he sighed, he didn't want to talk about it, " When I got onto the train, Ranjit and his men followed us, I had to hurl Micku out of a running train.'

"What?' Yash and Niru gasped in horror. Advay wiped the tear that escaped the corner of his eyes.

"You hurled him?'

"That was the only option, there was no way he could have survived the raging river.'

"He has been missing for sixteen years?' Yash gasped aloud, "he has been here in Allahabad for sixteen years and we never knew.'

"I don't know where he is.' Advay sighed again, he didn't even know if he was alive.

"Where did he land?' Niru asked again, "do you know?'

"I know where he landed,' He sighed again, "Sid is helping us look for him.'

Sid nodded, if only he had known earlier he could have begun work weeks before Advay had landed in Allahabad.

"I have made a few enquiries in that area, but,' Sid sighed heavily, "that area has developed beyond recognition apparently. The old houses have all been demolished and replaced with malls and shopping centres. Hardly anyone remembers what happened sixteen years ago.'

"The durgah is still there.' Advay said. "Maybe if we ask people around the dargah.'

"I have tried, but it will take time.'

"I'll go make some enquiries,' Murli offered, "Maybe tomorrow.'

"Hmm.' Advay nodded. "We need to have a plan, we only have six months with is.'

Niru studied him with admiration. His Dev had come back, now everything would fall into place.

"I am glad you are back now,' Niru choked, wiping the tears in his eyes, " you came back for my Banno. Take care of her. My poor child has been through a lot,' He began to sob, "Jiji has put her through a lot.'

Advay sighed. If only he had come back earlier.

"We need to go through the accounts,' Advay interrupted him before he continued. He didn't want to talk about Indrani's atrocities against his Chandini. She belonged to him now and that was all that mattered.

"Whenever you want to,' Niru nodded, "I am willing to answer anything you want to ask.'

"Niru is on our side, pagle,' Yash told him sternly, "show him some respect. He has managed everything on your behalf till now.'

Advay sighed again, it hadn't been good enough. But no one could stand up to the likes of Indrani, he couldn't blame Niru, he was not strong enough.

"Niranjan has found Pandit Bharadwaj.'

Advay and Sid sat up straight in their chair. This was brilliant news. Where was he?

"He is in the US,' Niru said, "I was looking for him, wanted to bring him here before the Maha Aarti, but it took a while to trace him.'

"How do we contact him?'

"His son is here.'

Advay stiffened in his chair, his son, he knew him as a young boy. Where was he now?

"Mohan? Where is he? It's been a long time. I would like to meet him.'

"He lives in Vrindavan now.'

"Vrindavan?' Sid said in alarm as he exchanged glances with Advay.

"He is a monk now at the ISKCON temple at Vrindavan. Pandit Brij Mohan Das.'

Sid gasped aloud. That was the same name Shilpa had mentioned.

"He has put a stay on the temple and on all its properties.' Niru continued.

Tears welled Advay's eyes, his Baba wasn't alive, yet his disciples continued to strive for his cause. This was news, very good news. He smiled to himself. His friend was alive, he had helped him get on that train. He was a monk now. He wiped the tears that trickled down his face.

"Mohan is now a monk,' Advay choked on his tears, his good friend, the rebellious teenager who would pester his father with uncomfortable questions about god, had now dedicated his life to the service of god. Who would have thought?

"His ambition in life was to become the richest man in the world.' Tears trickled down Advay's face at the memories of their innocent adolescent days, "Yet today he has given up everything and has chosen the path of god.'

"The events of that day deeply affected him, made him detached,'Niru continued, "it gave him a purpose to answer his higher calling. He wanted to serve people, serve god. Hence why he chose to become a monk.'

Advay nodded, the incidents of that fateful was gruesome enough to drive anyone insane. He was proud, his good friend had channelled his grief and trauma in a positive way. He knew the extent of that trauma, he had lived through it all, was still living through it while struggling to retain his sanity.

"You have her smile,' Niru said as he wiped the tears in his eyes.

"Sorry.'

"Your Maa, you have her smile.' Niru said. Yash nodded in agreement. "you remind me of her every time you smile.'

"Which is why I rarely smile,' Advay sighed.

"You should smile more often in her memory.'

"Memory,' Advay chuckled ruefully, "you don't want to know what my last memory of her is...you won't be able to bear it.'

Niru sobbed softly, he hadn't been there when it had happened. He had taken Chandini and her sisters away from all the violence. But he had heard horror stories from those who had witnessed the harrowing events of that day.

"Anyways where have you been all this while.' Advay asked, steering the conversation away from his mother, "Where were you on the Maha aarti day?'

He didn't want to talk about that fateful day, didn't want to be reminded of his last memory of his mother. At least not tonight. He had his bride waiting for him. What was taking them so long? He wondered.

"Vrindavan, that's where I have been all this while,' Niru replied, "I was at Vrindavan. Then went to Banaras, didn't want to raise any suspicions, but so much happened here in my absence.'

Niru gave Advay's hand a squeeze while choking on his tears again.

"I am glad you have come back Dev, I am glad you didn't abandon us...glad you didn't abandon your Chadnini.'

"I had a promise to keep,' He sighed, "a promise I made to myself, a promise my Baba made to Gurudev.'

Yash smiled at him. The promise that Dev would marry Chandini, and here he was to fulfil that promise. He had known in his heart that Dev would return, even when Niranjan had lost all hope.

"Where is your sister?' Sid asked finally. "I haven't seen her.'

"She is not at home.' Niru sighed, "The Mahants own a few properties, she must have decided to spend her time at the guest house on the fringes of the city...It's an old guest house, needs refurbishing, but my guess is she must licking her wounds there.'

"I see,' Sid chuckled. Indrani didn't know who she was up against. Advay Singh Raizada was a terror a tornado, a man with a single pointed focus, who was her to wreck her world.

"It's a good thing she isn't here.' Sid sighed again, "At least the wedding happened smoothly without any more dramas...except that Ranjit incident.'

"Don't let Chandini sign anything Dev,' Niru said at the mention of Ranjit, "Don't let her sign anything. Protect her, keep her safe from Indrani ...We have all been waiting for you to return since a long time now.'

"Did anyone look for me?' Advay asked, certain no one had bothered looking for him.

"I did,' Niru said, "I have searched everywhere for you...not immediately...but about six months after that day.'

He frowned.

"Jijaji was badly wounded, he had serious head injuries, he was in a coma for more than a year.'

Advay gasped, had he?

"Jiji and her men searched for you for days, I didn't want to raise suspicions so I waited till the situation calmed down. It was extremely volatile at that time.'

He nodded again.

"Mohan told me he met you at Banaras, that he handed you the ashes of your parents. So, we knew you were alive.'

Advay nodded.

"I looked for you everywhere in Banaras,' Mamaji continued.

"Where were you?' He asked, "how long were you there for?'

"Eight months,' Advay sighed heavily as the memories of those days came back to him, "I was at Manikarnika ghat for eight months.'

"Where?' Mamaji gasped out loud.

"Manikarnika ghat,' Advay smirked, "I worked there on the ghats for six months, saved enough money to call my aunt in London. It took her another three months to finally sort my paperwork and get me on the flight to London...I spent a total of eight months at Manikarnika and another month waiting for my paperwork in Delhi.'

"What work did you do at Manikarnika?'

"I was a funeral arranger, I used to load dead bodies on the pyre...I worked as a Chandaal,' He smiled at Mamaji. He had never had the chance to cremate his parents, yet he had burned hundreds of pyres during his nomadic days on the ghat.

Mamaji gasped as he clutched the sacred thread across his chest. This was blasphemy, he was the next Mahant in line. He glanced worriedly at a smiling Yash. Had Yash not heard what he had just said? He had worked as a funeral arranger. What had they married Chandini into? She was born to marry a Mahant not a Chandaal. He glared at a smirking Advay in horror.

"Advay,' Kajal Maasi called out to him, "Chandini is waiting for you.'

He sighed as he got up to his feet, thankful the conversation had ended.

"We'll talk about this later,' He said to Mamaji, "just keep all the answers with regards to the accounts ready.'

Niru nodded. Advay touched Yash Narayan's feet again. He was embarking on the next phase of his life. His parents weren't here to bless him, at least his master was here. Yash touched his head smiling to himself. His student had now returned as his son. It was a day to rejoice and celebrate.

Chandini scanned her room as she nervously sat on her richly decorated bed. Everything was yet again decked in red, pink and white roses. She barely recognised her room. Who had arranged the room and when? She eyed the pot on the nightstand beside her, certain it was the ras malai he had promised. She sighed again, why did she have to earn to eat her dessert. He was a strange man. Shikha scurried around as she meticulously spread her lehenga around her.

"Who decorated this room?'

"Sid Bhaiyya and Praveen Jijaji.'

She blushed at the thought of all the jokes they would have cracked as they would have decorated her room. How was she meant to look either men in the eye now? Maybe she could just keep her gaze lowered when she met them again, so she didn't die of shame.

Chandini brushed her hand on the bed and the soft furnishings, it looked new, nothing belonged to her.

"Is this new?' She asked.

"Hmm.'

Chandini frowned, why had he changed all the soft furnishings of her room? Everything was in a beautiful beige with a pink tinge to it, almost the same colour as her skin. Was it silk? She wondered or was it satin. She wasn't sure. It looked beautiful as it glowed in a sheen of soft gold in the warm lights of the candles lit around the room. Thankfully there were none on the floor. The heady fragrance of the roses was driving her insane. Shikha finally gave a quick peck to his sister and dropped the canopy of roses around the bed.

"You are ready,' She said, "I'll go get Jiju.'

"No wait,' Chadnini held her hand, "Please give me five minutes.'

Kajal and Meghu smiled to themselves.

Kajal sat beside her and took her hand into hers.

"Don't worry,' She said, "you will be fine. Advay seems like a good man.'

Chandini gasped for breath, if only her aunt knew what he was capable of ? He had said he wanted to start from tonight, she shivered not sure of what he was hinting at. She just needed five more minutes to calm her nerves. She closed her eyes and chanted her mantra hoping to calm herself, but her nerves didn't want to obey today.

"It's getting late,' Kajal finally kissed her forehead, "We'll go get him, all the best to you.'

Chandini whimpered as soon as the women left the room. Her heart pounded heavily in her chest. She wasn't sure why she was so nervous. Was it because it was Advay or was it because it was an Advay she didn't recognise anymore? She shook her head in despair. Nothing made sense to her. Her mind has stopped working as soon as she had stepped into her room and reality had hit her like a tonne of bricks. Why did people have to decorate a room and intimidate the bride even more than she already was?

Shikha stood with her arms stretched out, outside Chandini's room blocking Advay passage to her sister's bedroom. Meghu sighed, her sister and her silly antics. One day she would going to land herself into trouble. Kajal and Mamaji chuckled as Shikha continued to block Advay's passage.

"Move, I am tired,' Advay chuckled. "I need sleep.'

"You are not allowed to be tired tonight,' Sid yelled from behind. "Waisey why are you tired, remind me again,' Sid continued, "all you have done is bark orders all day, while Murli and I have scuttled around organising your wedding.'

Murli nodded sighing to himself, he had forcefully kept his eyelids open. He was so exhausted, he could fall asleep standing up.

"If you are tired, you can sleep alone in your bedroom next door,' Shikha stuck her tongue out to him.

Advay groaned to himself. He had waited for too long. He just wanted to take his wife in his arms. This was the last thing he had expected.

You are my wife's sisters, get lost from here.'

"Oh, are we now?' She raised her brow, "we are your sisters when you want us to mind your shoes and organise your wedding for you, yet now we are Jiji's sisters...That's unfair.'

"You did a lousy job minding my shoes,' Advay smacked her on her head, he could carry her and throw her down the stairs if he wanted to, but he was finding the two of them amusing.

"Shikha leave him alone child,' Kajal called out. "It's getting late, chalo lets go.'

"Not till he gives me what I want.' She said, "This is one of the post wedding rituals, you must pay a toll to get through to your wife's bedroom.'

"Who the hell invented these headless rituals just to torment the groom?' Advay sighed as he pulled out his wallet and handed her everything he had. Shikha took it without batting an eyelid.

"Thanks for that,' She winked at him, "but that was not what I demanded. That ...you gave of your own accord.'

Advay screwed her ears. "Move or give me my money back.'

She hid the cash behind her, there was no way she was giving it back to him or moving aside. He chuckled to himself. Meghu glanced between the two fearfully. Her sister truly had some nerve to mess with Advay.

"I'll pay you both a monthly allowance?' He said, how else was he meant to bribe her, "Is that good enough?'

"Don't spoil them Advay?' Mamaji yelled. Yash sat down on a chair on the corridor, he just wanted to get back to bed. He was relieved of his burdens today.

"What are you demands,' Advay asked ?

"What's in your hand?' Shikha asked with a frown as she noticed a box in Advay's hand. It didn't look like a jewellery box. What was it?

"It is a present for your sister.'

"Can I have a look?'

"No.'

"Koi baat nahi,' She stuck her tongue out again, "She will show it to me later, she never hides anything from me. I might even get her to share it with me.'

Advay choked on his laughter. If only she knew what was in there.

"I don't think she will show this to you or want to share it with you. Besides, it is of no use to you...not yet.'

She frowned.

"And when you marry, I might ask your husband to gift one like this to you.'

She furrowed her brows, now she was truly curious about the contents of the box.

"May I go now,' He tried to sneak past her. But she hopped in front of him and blocked his path again.

"Let me go Shikha,' He kissed her on top of her head, this was not the time for games, "my Chandini might fall asleep at this rate.'

"No, she won't, she is too nervous to fall asleep.' Everyone laughed out loud. "Don't know why she is so nervous , it's only just you.'

Advay chuckled to himself, if only she knew what a nightmare he was or what he intended on doing to Chandini.

"What is your demand?' Murli sighed from behind. Was this night ever going to end? Where was his bed?

"Okay Jijaji,' Shikha took a deep breath, she had to choose her words carefully.

"Hmm.' Advay chuckled softly to himself, she only called him Jijaji when she had to say something serious, something she thought might upset him.

"Kajal Maasi said,' Kajal jumped in her skin, where had she come into the picture.

"Maasi said,' Meghu pinched her, asking her to leave it.

"It's okay what is it?' Advay said, "I need to know now.'

"Maasi said that you said that none of us are allowed upstairs.' She said it all in one breath.

"Hmm...true.'

"Our demand is, please let us, let Meghu and me meet Jiji, please let us upstairs,' She pleaded with unshed tears. "Please, I can't live without talking to Jiji, can't live without seeing her everyday.'

"What would you have done had she moved to Delhi?' He asked.

"But she hasn't,' Shikha defended herself, "hence why we wanted her to marry you, so she wouldn't have to go anywhere.'

"I see,' Advay screwed her ears, as she yelped softly, "You wanted me to marry her, because you wanted her to stay here with you, not because you wanted me as a part of your family...So much for Jiju you are my brother now.'

"Haan woh bhi.' Shikha said cutely as he let go of her ears, "Please Jiju, please please please...please let us meet her.'

Kajal and Mamaji exchanged glances smiling to themselves. Advay never refused Shikha and now that she was holding his wife ransom, he would succumb they was certain.

"Those rules apply to the rest of the family,' Advay wrapped Shikha in his arms, "not to my sisters...this is your house, you may come and go as you please.'

"Yeah,' Meghu and Shikha squealed in delight, while Advay stuffed his fingers in his ears. Kajal giggled to herself.

"But but but,' He added, "please do remember we are newly-weds. I would appreciate if you respect our privacy and stop hounding us all the time.'

"That's fine,' Meghu gave him a quick hug, "we'll call you before we come.'

"Now may I pass through please.' He almost pleaded. "My beautiful bride is waiting for me.'

"Wait there is one last thing I have been meaning to do for a long time.' Kajal said as he grabbed him by his arms and kissed him tight on his forehead. Shikha and Meghu joined their Maasi and kissed him on either side of his cheek, while Advay protested in vain. Everyone chuckled at the lipstick marks on his face.

"Poor guy, leave him alone,' Mamaji said, "leave some space for Chadnini on his face.'

"There is only place left for Chandini to kiss now,' Kajal winked at Advay as she pushed him towards the bedroom and dragged Meghu and Shikha behind her.

Advay chuckled and bid good night to everyone. He wiped his face furiously and composed himself. The last thing he wanted was to end up looking like a fool with lipstick marks smeared all over his face. He had a role to play, he couldn't afford to have Chadnini giggling her heart away at how comical he looked. He straightened himself and gathered his frame of mind, while he waited for the family to make their way down. Murli too bid him good bye and scrambled downstairs. He took a deep breath and opened the door. It was time.

Advay took a deep breath and hardened his jaw as he stepped into the bedroom on slow steady feet. Chandini shivered as soon as he shut the door and bolted the latch. She kept her head low not willing to lift her gaze to his. It was best she didn't see him. Advay leaned against the door frame taking all the time in the world to admire his beautiful blushing bride nervously fidgeting to herself, forcing herself to keep her gaze trained to her hands. It was his room and his Chandini was nervously waiting for him on his bed, destiny had brought them together again. He smirked to himself, what was she nervous about? It wasn't like they were strangers. Or maybe they were.

He walked up to her on slow measured steps, not once dropping his gaze from her beautiful face. Chandini shivered as soon as he stood beside her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath trying to calm her pounding heart. Advay lifted the strings of flowers around the bed that was obscuring the breath taking view of his beautiful blushing bride in red. She sat like a perfect red rose with the lehenga forming a circle around her amidst all the red roses the room was decorated in. He smirked at how flustered she looked. The tension between them was thick. He frowned to himself at how erratically his heart thudded in his chest. This was a walk in the park for him, yet with Chandini blushing before him like the way she was, control seemed like a distant dream tonight.

"So, the countdown begins.' He cleared his throat and took the calendar on her nightstand. He counted six leaves on the calendar and marked a date. Chadnini fidgeted with her fingers, she didn't want to lift her eyes to him.

"Here,' He stuffed the calendar in her hands, "I have marked the date when all this comes to an end, the day we shake hands and bid good bye forever.'

She trembled to herself, tears struggled to break free from her eyes, it was their half yearly anniversary. She brushed her fingers on the date, but she had today and she was going to focus on today.

"We begin training from tonight.' He said in a stern voice. Chandini trembled at how clipped his voice sounded.

"Since you are new to this world, you are going to need training,' He smirked, "But luckily for you, I am a renowned master and will train you and turn you into the perfect slave.'

She frowned to herself at the mention of that word.

"A sensual seductive being, an embodiment of all things sexy,' He pinched her chin and lifted her face to his, "every man will want a piece of you...but you will belong to me.'

She slowly lifted her gaze up to him from under her thick lashes and licked her lips. Advay gasped for breath. Her innocent seductive ways always caught him off guard. And the fact that she didn't know what she was doing drove him wilder.

"You remember the terms of this marriage, don't you Chandini?' He snapped, struggling to gain back control. He just wanted to strip her naked and plough hard into her. But he was training, he couldn't let go of his control right now.

She nodded softly.

"Good,' He folded his hand across his chest and tapped his feet impatiently, "Since you are not used to this let me remind you again.'

"You will not sit while I am standing.'

She trembled, slowly lifting her gaze to his. She was his bride, waiting for him in their nuptial bed. This was customary. Did he not know? She frowned to herself. Besides Shikha had taken all the time in the world adjusting her lehenga so it formed a perfect circle around her.

"And I don't like repeating myself,' He almost snapped again, "and you won't like the consequences of making me repeat myself.'

She took a deep breath and got out of the bed. She had agreed to this, she was going to have to make it work or at least die fighting till the end.

She arranged her lehenga and adjusted the dupatta on her head as she stood before him with her head held low.

"Good girl,' He stroked her cheek and sat down on the chair opposite her.

"I hate this chair,' He groaned as he shifted uncomfortably on it, "can't wait for the one I have ordered.'

Chandini trembled before him, the full length mirror was behind her giving him unobscured view of her back, what next?

Advay admired her trembling frame. She shivered under his dark intense gaze, unsure of what to expect.

"Do you know why I have this rule Chandini,' She shivered at his clipped words. She shook her head. What rule was he referring to?

"That you won't sit while I stand.'

She continued shaking her head, was there a reason? It was simple he was an egoistic fool.

"The logic is very simple Chandini,' He carried on, "would you have continued sitting down had your father entered the room?'

She frowned to herself and shook her head in a negative. She would never sit if her father had entered the room. She deeply respected him, never raised her eyes to her Baba without his permission.

"I demand the same kind of respect.' He said. Chandini frowned to herself. He was her husband, not her father, besides her father was a great man.

"Some people may say I am an asshole, and to be honest I don't give a f**k to what people think of me,' He chuckled, "But I would like to call myself old-fashioned.'

She sighed, asshole or otherwise he was her husband now, and it was the now she wanted to celebrate.

"Are you nervous Chandini?'

She nodded shifting uncomfortably on her feet.

"Am I making you nervous?'

She continued nodding. The fact that he sounded like a different man was making her shudder.

Good,' He leaned back in his chair and rested his ankle on his knee, "because the man who made love to you was not me.'

She shot her eyes up to him. What was that supposed to mean?

"You won't lift your gaze to mine unless I give you the permission to do so.' He said in a calm yet stern tone of voice.

She lowered her gaze slowly.

"Did you like your lehenga?'

She nodded.

"Good, take a slow turn, so I get a better view of the lehenga.'

She sighed as she turned around her feet slowly. She came to a halt as soon as she faced him again.

"Keep going,' He smirked, "Keep turning till I ask you to stop.'

She wanted to smack his smirk, but she took another deep breath and turned around again, and again and again and again, impatiently waiting for him to ask her to stop. Was he going to ask her to stop? She felt her head begin to spin.

"Stop,' He said as soon as she wobbled on her feet.

"The last time we did this,' He said in a low gritty voice, "I undressed you.'

Chandini gasped for air as the memories of that perfect night flashed before her eyes. Yet today everything seemed different between them.

"Tonight, let's try something different,' He continued, "You undress yourself for me and I will dress you up.'

She frowned, what was the logic to it?

"Start.'

She shivered. Was he serious? She glared at him.

"Eyes down.'

He was testing her patience. She was exhausted and aroused and nervous and every other worst possible feeling she could imagine. She just wanted to eat her ras malai and go to bed. But before that she wanted him to kiss her passionately, her heart skipped a beat at the thought of his hot moist mouth devouring her.

"STRIP.'

She shot her eyes to him again. Had she heard him right?

"I said keep your eyes down.' He hissed between clenched teeth.

She looked away, this was a lot harder than she had expected. She was his wife, how dare he?

"STRIP.'

She didn't budge.

"Sorry I forgot,' He chuckled, he knew how to get under her skin, "you are a new slave, aren't you...hmm... I have always had this problem with new slaves, hence why I prefer experienced slaves, it's a lot easier with experienced slaves...My Lizzy would follow my orders at the snap of my finger...Gosh I miss her so much.'

She clenched her fists to her sides. He had said he hadn't had many slaves, and now he was saying he preferred an experienced slave. How many women had he done this to? And why was she not good enough? And how dare he called Lizzy his? He belonged to her now. Tears stung her eyes. Tears of jealousy and anger.

"The problem with new slaves is, they do not understand commands unless explicitly told what to do.' He continued chuckling, while crawling under her skin, "Now remove your dupatta, fold it neatly and place it on top of your night stand.'

Chandini stood frozen to the spot, lost in her own thoughts. Tears pricked her eyes like needles, as the memory of the video flashed before her. The woman in the video had seemed like an experienced woman. Was she Lizzy? Did he prefer that woman over her? Her hair was blonde, she reminded herself. Did he prefer pale skinned, blonde haired women? She frowned to herself. She didn't stand a chance, she never did. She was just a toy he had bought to amuse himself while he worked at the temple.

"I said do it NOW,' He barked. She shivered jolting out of her trance.

"I don't like repeating myself Chandini,' He hissed. She shuddered at the sudden darkness in his eyes, "When I ask you to do something I expect you to do it at the snap of a finger.'

"So, quick remove your dupatta and place it on the table behind you.'

She wiped her tears and quietly followed his instruction. She removed her dupatta and folded it neatly before placing it on her night stand. Advay smirked to himself in victory, he had an uncanny ability to gauge the breaking point of every woman, and Chandini's breaking point was comparing her to another woman. Jealousy was an integral part of who she was, and he had revelled in her jealousy even as a young boy. She was just as possessive of him as he was of her. He smirked to himself with pride.

"Now remove your kundan haar and place it on the nightstand behind you.'

She reached behind her neck to unclasp the necklace. Tears finally poured down her cheeks as she struggled to unhook the necklace. Advay watched her uncomfortably as she struggled with her necklace and her tears.

"Stop,' He snapped, "come here.'

She waddled up to him on shaky legs.

"Kneel.' He pointed to the floor between his legs.

She knelt between his legs and wiped her tears again. Advay leaned forward to reach behind her neck and removed her necklace. It was heavy, and had caught her hair. He released it slowly taking care not to hurt her. Chandini sat defeated between his legs, as the memories of the video kept playing before her eyes. Just the thought that he had pleasured another women was making the bile rise in her belly, and the worst part was she didn't know who or what she was competing against.

He carefully removed her maang tikka and her ear rings while she continued to sob softly. He stopped at her nathni not sure on how to release it.

"How does this work?' He asked. Chandini removed the ring around her nose and unhooked it from behind her ear, while tears continued to pour down her face.

Advay watched her helplessly, he knew he was rude and submitting was not easy. But her tears were his weakness. How was he meant to dominate her if she wept her eyes out?

"Why are you crying?' He asked taking her moist face in his hands.

"Chandini,' He helped her to her feet and wrapped her in his arms, "What is the matter?'

Chandini wound her arms tight around his waist and finally broke down in his arms. The events of the day had left her shaken, and now the memory of the video had totally shattered her spirit. She had wanted to break and shatter in his arms since that afternoon. Had wanted to do it since that fateful morning. She had been holding on to her tears for a long time. A dam of emotions had finally burst within her as she sobbed uncontrollably in his arms. She just wanted him to kiss her, wanted him to make love to her, wanted him to tell her he loved her, that she was the only woman for him. She just wanted to go back to that night, their perfect night together and start all over again.

Advay took a deep breath, he knew she had been through a lot in one day. He couldn't hurt her any more than he already had. It was their wedding night, he couldn't have his beautiful bride sobbing her heart out on the most beautiful night of their lives.

"Chandini ... Shuusshhh,' He calmed her as he stroked her hair. He didn't know why she had broken down like the way she had. But given the events of the day it was a surprise that she had held on to her calm for as long as she had. He didn't know what she did whenever she felt low. Who did she speak to? How did she deal with her nerves?

"Do you want to go down to your Baba?' He asked, "Should I ask Shikha or Meghu to come upstairs and sleep with you?'

She shook her head.

"It's our wedding night Chandini,' He kissed her forehead, she had been blushing till a few moments ago, what had he done? "Stop crying please.'

She continued sobbing her heart out. She had bottled up a lot since morning, since the last few days, since that morning when he had broken her heart. It seemed like everything wanted to break free tonight.

"Okay come sit,' He said as he sat down on the chair and helped her sit on his lap, "Would you like some of your favourite Ras malai?'

She shook her head as she continued sobbing against his heart. Advay held her tight, hoping she would calm down. Maybe she was tired, maybe he could just let her sleep tonight.

"Go to bed,' He whispered, "Sleep.'

She lifted her tearful gaze to his.

"Got to sleep, you need rest,' He nodded. "I am next door, give me a shout if you need anything.'

She shook her head as she wrapped her arms around his neck and whimpered against his chest. He chuckled softly.

"You don't want to sleep?'

She shook her head.

"You want me to stay.'

She nodded.

He chuckled again, what was he meant to do with her?

"Do you want to cry?'

She sniffled.

"Cry...I am here to hold you all night,' He said, holding her tight in her arms, maybe she just needed to let everything out. She wept softly.

"Do you want to talk?' He asked. She nodded.

He chuckled softly, she was a sweet yet strange girl.

"Go on talk,' He kissed her forehead. She was the most talkative girl he had ever known. Yet now she had quietened, where was his talkative little Ms Badbad, he wondered.

"I don't remember the rules.' She sniffled.

Advay chuckled softly, so that was the problem.

"Don't worry,' He said, picking a file lying on the table beside him. "I have filed it in here, you can go through it later.'

She took the file from his hands and wiped her face. Tears stung her eyes again, it had beautiful golden butterflies printed all over it. She brushed her hand on the butterflies.

"Do you like it?'

She nodded.

"I don't know how to bring back your butterflies, don't know if I can anymore,' He sighed, "but I wanted you to have this in the memory of the butterflies you once had for me.'

She buried her head in his chest and wept, she wanted her butterflies back. She just wanted him to bring back her butterflies.

Advay stroked her hair as he rocked her in his arms. She was his beautiful golden butterfly. One he had hurt deeply. He wanted to bring back her butterflies, even if just for one day. But now that they were stuck in this twisted marriage, it seemed like an impossible dream. He stroked her hair, he just wanted to make love to her, just wanted to tell her he loved her.

"Chandini,' He said instead, "I am a tough taskmaster. I want you to go through these rules and follow them to the cue.'

She nodded.

"You can't break down in my arms like this. We can't make this work if you keep sobbing as soon as I start ordering you around. Do I make myself clear?'

She continued nodding.

"You agreed to this wedding, you agreed to my terms, now you will do my bidding.' He wiped her face, "now I won't take a NO.'

"What if I disagree with any of the rules?'

"We can discuss.'

She nodded.

"This is the first set. I will be adding more as you ease into this lifestyle.'

She sighed, there was more to come. She opened the file and skimmed the rules.

"I can't kneel.'

"Let's go through it tomorrow,' He almost snapped, that was the most important rule, one he was not willing to compromise. She closed the file and went back to resting her head on his chest.

He twisted his mouth, now that she had mentioned it he was going to have to discuss it for his own peace of mind.

"Since you have brought it up, let's discuss and be done with it.' He said.

"Huh?'

"Why can't you kneel?'

"I...My knees,' She mumbled on her words, "My knees hurt.'

"They will initially but you will eventually get used to it.'

"But..'

"Give it a try for a week and if you still find it uncomfortable let me know.'

She nodded. She was going to have to give it a try.

Advay kept brushing his hand against his mother's necklace. Chandini kept brushing her fingers against the butterflies on the file.

"Wear this every day, like Mamaji asked you do,' He finally removed the necklace and placed it on the table beside him., "Just remember to take if off at night.'

She nodded.

"It's a beautiful necklace, it looks pretty on you.'

"It belongs to his wife,' She sighed. "I feel guilty for wearing his mother's necklace. I don't deserve it anymore.'

"Give it back to him if he ever comes back.' She nodded, "but until then you can wear it, right?'

He slowly removed the bangles on her wrist on after the other.

"Red looks beautiful on you Chandini,' He said as he kissed her wrist every time he removed a bangle. Chandini squirmed against his warm breath on her hands. He finally released her mother's kangan.

"I did think of you when I gifted it to my wife.' He chuckled at her. She blushed as she continued to rest her head on his chest. Tears trickled down the corners of her eyes, at the memory of that day when he had saved her from the pawn brokers and had offered her the money she had needed. How many times had he saved her? And why?

"Why do you always save me?' She whispered.

"Because you are mine.'

She held his gaze in her passionate eyes. Tears welled her eyes, she was his wife now. She lowered her gaze to his perfect lips. She just wanted him to kiss her. She sobbed softly.

"What's the matter?' Advay asked as he cuddled her closer.

"Are you never going to kiss me?' She whispered.

"You said I disgust you,' He said wiping the tears tricking down her cheeks.

"I am sorry,' She breathed, "I am sorry about everything I said earlier.'

Advay held her tight as he rocked her in his arms. He knew he had pushed her to her limit. It has been a testing day for the two of them. But at least she was married to him now.

"Did you offer ten crores for me?' She choked on her tears.

"Hmm.'

"Why?'

"Because you are mine.'

"What if they had matched your bid?'

"I would have offered more.'

She lifted her tearful gaze to his, he didn't make any sense to her. He was planning on letting go of her in six months. Why did her care for her?

Advay went back to removing her bangles.

"What's in the box?' She asked, as her gaze finally fell on the box he had placed on the table beside them.

"It's a present for you.'

"What is it?'

"You will get to see it if you are willing to play with me tonight.'

She frowned, willing to play? Now? At this hour?

"What do you want play?' She asked innocently, "I haven't played in a while, but I am good at chess.'

Advay laughed out loud at her innocent answer. He wanted to kiss her cute little mouth, but he was a master at his game, he wasn't going to succumb that easily. But he was going to have to watch himself, Chandini always stole his control from him with her innocent seduction.

"By play, I meant if you are willing to play my slave tonight.'

She sighed, how silly of her? She should have guessed what he meant, she was married to a perverted man at the end of the day.

"Are you good at chess did you say?'

She nodded.

"Let me tell you that I am exceptionally good at Chess.' He smirked.

"I was a three time champion at my university,' She said with pride.

"Good, let's play chess one day,' He smirked, "I never lose.'

"And I never let my opponent win.'

"What?'

"Yes, I don't always win but I never let anyone else win.' She giggled, "I play an excellent defence game.'

He laughed out loud. She had strange tactics in the game he had taught her.

"Dev would play aggressive,' She continued, "he taught me chess, I was very young when I learnt it. But he taught me well. He would attack so I learned to defend myself.'

He nodded with mischief.

"I later practised with Mamaji and then at school too,' She sighed, "I just worked on my defence tactics. I soon became famous as the girl who never wins but never lets anyone else win.'

He chuckled kissing her forehead, glad she had relaxed in his arms.

"Chandini,' He asked in a low gritty voice, "Do you want to play my slave...tonight?'

"I don't know what to do,' She sighed, "I am unable to understand what you expect of me and then you get upset with me.' She choked on her tears, "I don't want to upset you, at least not on our wedding night.'

"Okay don't cry,' He held her closer and took a deep breath. He had been harsh to her. She was right she didn't have the slightest idea of what he expected of her.

"It's very simple Chandini,' He said, "when I ask you to do something, you must do it without second guessing it, no matter how uncomfortable it may seem.'

She sighed, that was the worst part. His rules were harsh and she shuddered at how perverted his demands could be. She watched his mouth again, she just wanted him to kiss her. But she had lost it because of her own stupidity.

"Tell me more about yourself,' He kissed her cheek, helping her relax in his arms.

"What is there to say, you know everything about me?'

"Do you have a lot of friends?'

"No, just a couple. No one I can call my best friend.' She furrowed her brows, "Pramila maybe, but she has been busy lately, ever since she got married.'

"Hmm.'

"Do you have a lot of friends?'

"Hmm...Sid is my best mate. I have a couple of other friends in London. But Sid...Sid is my best mate, I can talk to him about anything.'

She nodded.

"And I am glad that you have him now,' He continued, "gives me peace of mind to know that he will always be there for you, whether I am there or not.'

He smiled at her. Sid had promised he would always look after her, but before that he was going to have to deal with Indrani.

"We drifted apart once he moved back to India,' Advay went on, "He had been busy with his IPS training, I knew he had cleared IPS, just didn't know he was posted to Allahabad.'

"Were you surprised to find him here?' She smiled.

"I was,' He sighed, "It was a relief to have my best mate here with me. Doesn't make me feel that lonely.'

"You have me now,' She cupped his face in her hand, "I will give you company, at least for the next six months.'

"I don't need company, I have Murli for company,' He kissed the palm of her hand, "I need a slave, I need you to play my slave.'

"Do you want to?' He held her gaze in his lusty eyes, "Tonight...with me?'

"Will you leave if I said no?' Her voice was a bare whisper. She didn't want him to leave her, just wanted him to hold her.

"No,' He folded her closer against his heart, "I am not going anywhere tonight. I am here for you all night. Talk to me, ask me anything you want.'

She nuzzled against his heart, his words were soothing her. Just the knowledge that he intended to stay irrespective of her answer, had lifted the pressure off her. She relaxed in his arms.

"You have had a terrible day,' He kissed her on top of her head, "I can imagine how it must feel to have men bidding for you.'

Tears brimmed in her eyes again, as the events of the day flashed before her eyes. Digvijay's words had rattled her the most. She trembled.

"What's the matter?'

"Thank you,' She breathed against his heart, "thank you for buying me.'

"I didn't buy you Chandini,' He said, "I know I can be twisted but I am not that twisted that I would buy someone. That was never my intention. Things just spiralled out of control.'

"But you said I was your property.'

"That you are.' He chuckled. She sighed with a frown. He was going to drive her insane. She watched his tantalising mouth again. Was he ever going to kiss her? She was his bride.

"You are my property because you have agreed to my terms,' He explained, "because you have agreed to play my slave.'

She furrowed her brows letting his words sink in.

"A slave is always her master's property,' He continued, "by agreeing to my terms you agree to give me unrestricted access to your body and your mind. That you agree to let me use you however I please, and hence that makes you my f**king property...my property I intend to f**k as and when I please.'

She shivered as she blushed profusely.

"If you agree to play with me tonight, then you agree to everything I intend to do to you,' He continued, "you cannot stop me tomorrow or any other night from taking what's mine.'

"The only right you will have once you agree is to tell me what you didn't like, that's all.'

Chandini rested her head on his chest, contemplating on what she wanted to do. She had agreed to this and he had been honest about himself. There was no harm in trying it. She gazed at his mouth again. She was willing to try anything to kiss him. She sighed again, she wanted to say yes, but didn't know what it could lead to. She rested her head on his chest instead and chose to cuddle him. The video had left a bad taste in her mouth. She didn't know what she was agreeing to though she had agreed to marry him. She didn't know if she was ready to see the side to Advay she had seen in the video. At least not on her wedding night.

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Congrats for the new thread

Congrat for new thread chitra

So many things in this update

Congrats on the new thread Chitra.
Loved the update.
Can't wait to read the next two updates on the Wattpad.

The chapters were amazing as usual Advay is really dark I must admit but I had a question will this sub dom thing always be in their relationship I mean will he always play master all the time ordering her around especially during sex...I don't know if it's too early to ask but will they ever have a normal sex life like any other couple also taking into account what Chandni wants what are her likes and dislikes???

Ok coming back to the chapters I really liked the convo between the all the men we got a sneak peek into what actually happened to Dev after running away can't wait to read the whole truth also the how shikha wasn't letting him enter the room and his frustration was just so cute...

I liked the way Advay couldn't see her cry once Chandni started sobbing and then introduced her slowly to his world...and also how she protested when he wanted to punish her for coming apart you wrote that scene really well

Please tell me this kneeling thing isn't going to be for real like I wouldn't want her to kneel in front of him she should rebel she has my full support

Ok one more question why doesn't Advay sleep with Chandni is it some rule for doms how I wanted her to wake up in his arms the first thing in the morning but sigh Advay and his never ending rules and punishments

Why do I have a feeling that Chandni will get pregnant before the end of six months but let's see what you have in store for us

Eagerly waiting for the next chapters it's really getting interesting not like it wasn't but I am a fan of your story telling

As I said earlier, you're on a spree to outdo yourself with every update. You turn me speechless. Everything is spot on. I really loved the way Advay can't resist her tears, him being patient with her, introducing her to his sexual world and preferences slowly with Chandni warming up to the new idea. Waiting to see what else you're going to include in their sexual life; to what limits Advay will push Chandni and how much she can take. And not to forget, you can actually paint the scene with your writing which I think, should be the biggest compliment one can give a writer. You're that good. And don't forget to update soon, will be desperately STARVING for the updates. Addicted to this amazing concept and story.