The group had their new show scheduled in Europe and group was scheduled to perform at different cities. Their unique style of mixing Indian classical with western has won hearts. Nirali couldn't accompany her husband due to her work commitment but knew that Riya was there was the group. Riya had decided to wrap her life in London and follow Varun, her mentor had her recommended to a senior professional in Mumbai and Riya was set to start in a month. But for now, she wanted to be around Varun and enjoy his music, the music that connected them.

Riya smiled hearing the commotion coming from he living room of her compact apartment. She picked the tray full of snacks. She made her way to the living room with a big smile. The tray go snatched even before she could reach the table, while Arun hopped skipped jumped and got another one with coffee mugs. 

Varun extended his hand and Riya took it taking her place next to him. He kissed the back of her hand, his eyes speaking all the unsaid emotions. ''Riya, you are lucky for us. All our shows are sold.''

''That's because you guys are amazing.'' She replied taking sip of her coffee. She felt Varun's hand caressing her hair gently with love. She had noticed that all Varun did was watch her a longing she couldn't describe. She had read the worry in the eyes of his friends. She wanted to know more about Varun. She wanted to bring back the varun she knew but none told her more. Her eyes met that of Naman, he quickly broke the eyes contact but Arun just gave an assurance. Riya understood, Arun won't give away easily but Naman was emotional and she would be able to get things out of him.

***

''We will see you tomorrow.'' Arun said and Riya nodded. Varun waved as his friends left for the hotel. They moved in and silence stretched between them. He watched as she started cleaning the room. He watched her do all, placing the cushions back, she arranged the vessels in the dishwasher , cleaned the slab and all he did was watch her.  She knew he was. ''What are you looking at Varun?''

''You!''

''You know how I look? You don't have to memorise me.''

He took a step closer, his palm caressing her face in he most gentle way possible. ''What If I lose you again? What if I mess all up again?'' Riya watched the fear in his eyes. Riya removed her slippers, she softly placed his feet over his, her hands  going around his neck, she crooked her neck placing her lips over his. She kissed him with lips and her soul. ''Kiss me Varun. Make me yours.''

As if he was waiting for the que, she crashed his lips over hers in the mos feral way. He was the man deprived of love, a man whose soul had been dead for long. Varun's lips moved over her neck, he pulled her t-shirt down nibbling on her shoulder. ''You won't regret his?'' He asked.

Riya undid his shirt, ''No! We are never going back. From hers, we move ahead together.'' Varun lifted her up and Riya wrapped her legs around his waist, her palms cupping his face. ''I am your Varun, I have always been yours. You always held my heart, I could never love again.'' With that she sealed her lips again with his. Varun broke the kiss, ''Will you marry me?''

''Aren't we already? by our soul.''

''Will you marry me lawfully?''He asked again. Riya knew Varun needed her answer. She smiled. ''Yes, whenever you want.''

He smiled carrying her to room. Varun gently placed her on the bed, his lips pecking her forehead, moving to her nose, lips , her chest , her stomach. Varun kissed her feet as if they belonged o a goddess. He moved over her, intertwining their fingers together. Closing his eyes, he gently moved her soft palm against the day old subtle of his face. ''Look at me Varun.''

Their eyes met, ''love me.''

Varun gently moved in her Riya let out a soft cry of pain. Varun waited for her to adjust against him before he started moving. They moved together, the union changed something with them, it was like two flames mingling as one. Their limbs wrapped around each other and their emotions reaching heir peaks.  RIya smiled as she felt contentment hitting her and Varun followed. He collapsed over her and her palm caressed his sweaty back. Varun rolled over pulling Riya along.

''Riya, I will never break you heart. I will rather break my whole self.'' She smiled hugging him close. ''I trust you.'' And she meant it

****

Amisha frowned at the email she read, her face irritated at the contents. She made her way to her superior's cabin and entered after a knock. ''Amisha!'' Her boss said, gesturing about the guests seated there.

''This is urgent.'' Amisha said unbothered

''Alright! We are anyways done.'' A man dressed in a three piece suit stood up giving Amisha a distasteful glance before walking away.  ''WHat Amisha?''

''You wanted the PR project of the SkyBand and I got you that and now when their show is just week away, you are pulling all off.''

Her boss huffed. ''The man here, he was not some one ordinary. He is a powerful man, he can destroy us.''

''Who was he?''

''Vijay Dewan!  Amisha's expression changed. That was Varun's father. ''Why was he is here?''

''He has made sure all sponsors back out and he came here to warn that he would destroy our PR business.''

''You should have refused.'' Amisha said.

''I love my company.'' Amisha closed her her eyes once. Naman smiling behind them,  She opened them and then smiled. ''I quit.''

''What?''

''I quit. I going to get them sponsors, and you just lost he best business of your career.'' With that she just walked away.  She dialled he number again. ''Hey Ami''

''You need to sponsor a show. I am going independent '' Her words bought a chuckle and Ami knew that he was mocking her. 

''What do I get in return?'' The voice on other side asked'

''Anything!''

There was a silence. ''Who is he Ami? When did he become this important?''

''I will Ignore the question.''

''Fair enough! Consider it done.''

''I need one more favor.''

''Yes''

''two of my friends need protection...from their own.'' The silence was longer. Then came a deep sigh. ''Alright, send me the details. Consider it done.'' Amisha smiled. Her eyes staring at the oblivion. It was such an irony that the ones who were supposed to save were responsible for breaking their own. She knew what it meant.

All had a story and she had her own. But it wasn't time to tell her story. Varun and Riya had finally found each other and she was going make sure they had their happy ending. 

''Amisha!'' Nirali caught with her huffing and puffing. ''I resigned.''

''Good, care to join me. I am going to start my own. '' Nirali smiled, and then she threw up.

''Eww! What Nirali?''

''I have been throwing up like crazy. Now more take outs.''

Amisha gave one good look to her friend. ''Your boobs look bigger.''

''That's not for you to stare at, and there has been lot of work out around. Hence the size.''

''Yuck!'' They both laughed and then Amisha added. ''I think you are pregnant'' Amisha's words made Nirali halt her thoughts. '' I think I am, I missed my periods for a month.''

The friends squealed in delight and decided to keep i as a surprise for others.

***

Riya got a beautiful farewell a her clinic. He assistant gave her hug as she walked her to the exit. Riya frowned as she found a worried Shaan outside her office. His face spoke a million words and she knew this was a bad news.

''Shaan''

He took a deep breath. ''Riya, everyone knows you guys together....''

''You are worried about my family and that they might harm us.''

''Riya! Your family can to unthinkable. they might pretend to accept you and then harm you. Please, don't leave London, you can Varun should make a life here.''

Riya took a deep breath, ''Shaan, I will go back and face them. I have him and we will fight. You need to trust us.''

Riya stayed calm, her family had crossed he threshold and she wasn't ready to hide anymore. She would stay where Varun would, and his life was around music and his friends. Shaan rubbed his face.

''Okay, promise me that when in trouble, you will call me.''

''I will. That's a promise.'' Shaan gave her a tight hug. He watched her walking away, the girl he had fallen for but had let her go. He wiped his eyes, he was going to do all in his might to help and fight for her and them.

***

''I thought we got rid of her but she bought shame upon us. It would have been good if she died on the day she was born.'' Riya's father screamed

''You need to think, we should keep a happy face in front or the world and then when we have a close, we can think of a solution.'' Her uncle suggested. 

Little did they know that Riya was a changed person, she wasn't going let anyone snatch what she attained after so much of penance. 

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I was travelling for a month hence couldn't update. Will try and finish this before I go on my nex travel for work