Betrayal.

No, she wouldn't mention it as a betrayal.

Because the ones it was caused by were the ones Nyla didn't have any expectation in the first place.

When was Esha really her bestfriend?

When did her mother ever stand up for her?

When did her father even look at her lovingly?

There was no one who tried to stop Nyla and Kabir when they were leaving the bungalow, to get to their own house. Own.

Though, two people did.

They were Arvind and Mohit.

And the only thing they said to Kabir was, 'Think once more Kabir. We have Esha ready for you and everything will be back to normal.'

Kabir was seconds away from giving the two old man some good punches, when Nyla had dragged his raging form back to their room.

His jaw was clenched, eyes red due to the amount of anger he was feeling, his fists curled into fists, having the itch to do something. More like take his anger out.

And Nyla could do only one thing to divert his mind.

She kissed him with everything inside of hers. She poured every emotion, all the passion, all the feelings that she had for her wrapping her arms around his neck to which she'd felt him relaxing soon enough, and he had kissed her back with an unmeasured zeal, breathing her air as if she was his home.

No doubt she was.

And now the two of them were finally standing in the new house, leaving everything behind.

"It's perfect Kabir." Nyla breathed out seeing their house in front of her.

The whole view of lush mountains in Dehradun was visible from their house which was the favourite part of their house for Nyla.

The house was with a bit of modern touch yet there was a homely feeling in it for Nyla. And it would eventually increase as from now onwards, both Kabir and her are going to live here together.

"I knew you would like this. I made sure to arrange glass windows for you to see the mountains." He replied, without even realizing that this time Nyla was able to hear everything.

"F-for me? You thought about me before p-purchasing this house K-Kabir?" She stuttered as she couldn't believe what Kabir was saying was the truth or not.

"I did." He replied, this time without any hesitation as now he realized there wasn't anything that should be hidden from his wife.

His wife whom he loves.

"K-Kabir? Will we be happy here? Alone?" She asked hesitantly.

"Tell me what's happiness for you Nyla." He asked back.

"You are." She softy replied. "You are my happiness."

"And when did you realized this?" He questioned, now with a teasing smirk.

"That time when you stood up for me just after our wedding." Came the reply.

"And you like the sweet Kabir which is only for you?" He again asked.

"I-I love that sweet Kabir. Who is only for me." She blurted.

"Y-you love me?" This time, it was Kabir who hesitated after listening to Nyla's confession.

"You're the only person who matters to me now Kabir. I know we had a breakout in our childhood or that the circumstances under which we got married weren't really ideal, but it's you with me at the end. And that's all that matters to me." She shrugged.

"But don't worry. I won't force anything to you. Even if you don't love me, I am happy with the fact you're with me. It's enough." She rambled, and the only thought that crossed Kabir's mind was how cute his wife is.

"I don't love you?" He questioned, cupping her one cheek with his right hand.

"Y-you d-don't?" She stuttered, thinking Kabir had said this instead of questioning her.

She was seconds away from bursting into tears as she had said that statement only to appear strong but as soon as there's a matter in his context, she loses her mind.

"I only love you my sweet Nyla." He replied and it felt as if Nyla's heart leaped up out of her chest.

"Y-you d-do?" She again stuttered and Kabir let out a small husky laugh in return.

Her expressions were something to die for.

"Is there still a doubt?" He questioned, looking at her with raised eyebrows.

"No. You only love me." She replied.

"Are you hungry?" Kabir asked softly as he suddenly remembered that Nyla hadn't eaten anything since the morning because of the drama caused by their parents and it was already night.

"Very." She responded honestly.

"Then get freshen up in our room quickly. Till then I will prepare everything." He said or more like ordered.

Habits die hard, after all.

But she being the innocent and calm person she has always been, obediently nodded her head and made her way towards their bedroom which Kabir had shown her earlier.

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It was around after thirty minutes that she got down dressed in a pair of tank top and sweatpants, barefoot as it was finally her own home after all. No matter this was her first time being here, she didn't feel weird for a moment. Maybe the fact that it's her home with Kabir is pleasing enough.

"Kabir." She called out to her husband reaching the kitchen and frowned when she didn't find him there.

"Here, love." She heard his voice coming from the balcony.

As she made her way to the balcony, it was only for her jaw to be dropped.

There was a complete romantic dinner setting with dim lights surrounding the two chairs and table which was placed in the middle. A beautiful bouquet of roses was kept in between which as soon as Kabir saw Nyla, he forwarded it in her direction making her smile.

"When did you do all of this?" She questioned taking the bouquet from his hands, gratefully.

"I had planned this long back." Was Kabir's reply and Nyla's heart fluttered in response.

"Thank you so much Kabir. This is really special." She said with glistening eyes.

"Now is not the time to cry Nyla and will never be in future. Just be ready for more such events in future." He said while making her sit on one of the chairs and Nyla could only nod her head with a small smile.

Both of them began to eat their dinner which again Kabir had specially made for his wife and even served her himself.

"May I have the pleasure of this dance madam?" Kabir asked bending down at her level making Nyla giggle at his antics.

This is so not the usual Kabir and by now she should get used to it.

"You may." She replied in the most confident manner, placing her hand on top of his.

He quickly played the song in the music system he had made sure to place for a date with his wife. He wanted it to be special after all it's his first date that too with the bestest of partner he could find, Nyla Kabir Singhania.

The sound of this name itself gives him immense happiness.

With that he pulled her closer to his body, placing his one hand on her waist while intertwining the other with Nyla's. Her other hand was placed on his shoulder while she placed her head softly of his chest, trying to get closer to him as much as possible.

Dekha hazaron dafa aapko
Phir beqarari kaisi hai
Sambhale sambhalta nahi ye dil
Kuch aap mein baat aisi hai

Lekar ijazat ab aap se
Saansein ye aati jaati hain
Dhoondhe se milte nahi hain hum
Bas aap hi aap baaki hain

Pal bhar na doori sahein aap se
Betaabiyan yeh kuch aur hain
Hum door hoke bhi paas hain
Nazdeekiyan yeh kuch aur hain

Dekha hazaro dafaa aapko
Phir beqarari kaisi hai
Sambhale sambhalta nahi ye dil
Kuch pyar mein baat aisi hai

Aagosh mein hai jo aapki
Aisa sukoon aur paaye kahan
Aankhen humein ye raas aa gayi
Ab hum yahan se jaaye kahan

Dekha hazaron dafa aapko
Phir beqarari kaisi hai
Sambhale sambhalta nahi ye dil
Kuch pyar mein baat aisi hai
Mmm.. hmm..
Phir beqarari kaisi hai
Mmm.. hmm..
Kuch pyar mein baat aisi hai

(Song- Dekha hazaro dafa)
(Source- Google)

The whole time their gazes didn't tear away from each other's and Nyla's heart kept beating loudly.

Her back was now pressed against his front, their hands intertwined with each others, Nyla feeling Kabir's heartbeat.

"I love you Nyla and I promise I won't let anything happen to you till I am alive." He murmured against het hair who took a sharp intake of breath in return.

"I love you too Kabir. I only love and care for you." She replied, now turning in his direction.

"It'll be the two of us forever." He murmured.

"Forever." She confirmed in a soft tone making Kabir smile at her words.

And right there he crashed his lips down on her soft, pouty ones in a sensual kiss and Nyla didn't waste any second to respond. Both of them were lost in the world of ecstasy with the intimate contact and this time there were no hurdles. It was just the two of them in this beautiful setting.

"Kabir." She moaned clutching onto his shirt.

He groaned in response, lifting her in his arms by her waist and she wrapped her legs around his waist for better support.

Their lips were still connected and Nyla didn't even realize when Kabir had lead them towards their bedroom. This was the level of happiness and contentment she was feeling in Kabir's arms.

"You're killing me Nyla." He murmured against her lips making her frown.

"How? Was my grip too tight?" She asked, concern evident.

All Kabir could do was to let out a laugh at her question. His wife is just too innocent.

"My sweet little Nyla. So innocent." He mumbled grazing her cheeks with his calloused fingers.

"I am not innocent. I know everything related to se-" She was about to say, but as soon as she saw Kabir's amused face, she stopped.

"Don't make fun of me Kabir." She pouted and he pecked her lips again.

"I would never do that to my little wife." He replied in a husky tone making Nyla blush.

"Kabir- I- don't want us to hold back, if you're wondering." She said hesitantly, but this time Kabir's expression was full of confusion.

"What do you mean Nyla?" He frowned and Nyla sighed at the foolishness he was showing at the wrong time.

"I- I want you to make me yours." She said hesitantly and Kabir looked at her with a small smile.

"Are you sure Nyla? You know we can wait-" He started, but was cut off by Nyla placing her lips on his.

And this was again a beginning of an intense kiss which lasted for good minutes.

"I want this." She said in a firm tone and this time he captured her pouty lips in his rough yet caring ones in a steamy, intimate contact.

His hands reached for the hem of her top she was wearing and he slided out of her without any problem, leaving her in her bra.

Nyla's heart was beating loudly the whole time Kabir was busy removing her sweatpants.

This was the first time of her being this vulnerable in front of anyone and this had to be Kabir, she couldn't help, but to think of.

She could see his darkened sight at her naked body, but not for once she had this feeling of being uncomfortable.

As Kabir undressed himself, Nyla hid her face in her hands in shame. This was the first time she was seeing a man naked, that too Kabir. Her husband.

"Tell me if it hurts too much, okay?" He questioned, looking at her gently who nodded her head.

And soon the two bodies connected in the most passionate and intense bond, filling each other completely.

The room was filled with their moans and groans, their bodies covered in sweat while the two were feeling elated due to the lovemaking and the different feelings that were building inside of them since a long time was coming out in the best of ways.

"I love you Kabir." She breathed out in between.

"I love you too Nyla. I promise I'll keep you happy and safe forever." He responded kissing her with the utmost love.

And this is how she turned from Nyla Rai to Nyla Kabir Singhania due to a forceful bonding which bought nothing, but peace and love in her life which she craved since her childhood and Kabir didn't forget to give her those, every single time.