He bit the sensitive skin of her neck as she continued struggling under him.

"Open my hands once and I'll see how you would do this", she spoke angrily as he smiled against her skin.

"I know that's why you are tied. I don't want you to tire yourself in doing useless struggles", he told her as she moved her shoulders again to make him lose his grip around her.

He left her at last when he was sure he left his mark on her and stared at her.

He switched on the side lamp staring at her pale face which was gaining color because of her anger. She was sweating profusely because of the struggles.

He bend down to capture her lips in a kiss when she turned her face the other way not letting him do what he wants. He still had that lazy smile on his face as he kissed his mark on her neck making her shiver.

He slowly opened her hair which he tied using his tie and then her feet. She kept lying there lost in her thoughts as he caressed her chubby cheek lightly.

She stared at him from the corner of her eyes before sitting up. 

She was about to walk out when he held her hand only for her other hand to fly up in an attempt to slap him. 

She gritted when he held her hand staring at it calmly. Slowly his eyes went to her face. She was breathing heavily with anger bubbling more inside her.

"Wrong Move", he whispered making her frown. He pulled her on the bed harshly before placing his lips on her forcefully biting her soft lips without any care. She was struggling with her whole might but his body weight was too much for her.

He left her lips after contending his heart. 

He pulled away only to stare into her innocent eyes.

"I Hate You", she whispered staring back at him. He moved back but she didn't make any move to get up.

"Ma asked you to wear a saree than why are you wearing this suit", he asked taking in her body as she looked the other way.

"I am not going to follow anyone's command", she mumbled not having the energy to speak loudly.

"What lesson did you learn today?", he asked staring at her face.

"That I married a psycho", she told him finally looking in his eyes making him laugh evilly. Any person would feel scared at his reactions but she continued staring at him with hatred.

"And you are tied with this psycho for eternity", he said playing with her hair strand.

"Don't touch me", she told him with gritted teeth as his evil smirk grew on his face.

"Why? I am your husband", he stated making her look the other way.

"Ever heard about marital rape", She asked him as his eyes hardened immediately. He held her elbow pulling her to sit forcefully making her wince.

"I did nothing which you can refer to as a rape", He told her coldly as she smiled sadly looking in the distance.

"You don't need to have sex for rape. You are touching me forcefully knowing well how much your touches disgust me", she told him looking back at him when she spoke the work disgust wanting him to see how badly she hated him.

"Do you think I am a monster?", he asked staring into her eyes.

"I don't think like that, you are a monster", she told him with the fire burning in her eyes.

"Pack your bags", he stated looking directly into her eyes making her frown.

"Why?", she asked taken aback by his sudden words.

"What would you prefer to stay in a warm house or a luxurious suite", he asked completely ignoring her question standing up from his place. Her frown deepen as she followed him making him smile in his mind.

He was right she was a curious person.

"Why are you asking you this?", she asked him again.

"Judging from the way you are I would say a warm house. Isn't it?", he asked picking up a file. 

She was irritated till this point as she took the file from him.

"Why are you asking these things?", she asked him as he stared at her from head to toe.

"Why are you not wearing the saree?", he asked back as she gritted.

"Because I don't want to wear it", she stated.

"And I don't want to tell you", he said tracing her jaw lightly. She slapped his hand away from her face.

"Than don't. But don't expect me to pack anything", she told him picking up her phone and walking on the balcony after throwing his file away.

He shook his head at her impulsive nature.

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"Where is Kimaya?", his father asked while sitting at the dining table.

"She must not be knowing about the dinner schedule", Rajshri spoke to her husband not wanting him to know about what happened in the afternoon.

"I'll call her down", Shrishti spoke and was about to stand up when Randhir entered inside working on his phone. His eyes searched for his wife and he immediately knew what was wrong.

He kept his phone on the table before going upstairs. He was angry because she was pulling their fight in front of the family.

He entered inside to find her pinning her pallu neatly on her shoulder. Her eyes fall on him as he banged the door behind him.

"Why aren't you at the dining table?", he asked her as she ignored him completely.

"I am asking you something", he said holding her elbow and making her face him.

"Because I am wearing a fucking saree and it is taking an hour", she gritted pulling her hands away from him. He stopped realizing she was coming downstairs only.

"If you are wondering why I am not making a fuss of things you did today then I'll answer that now only. I am tired of the whole drama from the morning. You bit me like a beast. You should be sitting here without any food, not the other way around. When I didn't do anything wrong why will I stay hungry", She told him setting the veil on her head.

"I am not even able to eat properly because of this fucking veil", she spoke fisting her hands.

He pulled the veil a little down covering her face lightly with it only for her to push him away.

He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her closer to him. His breath fanning her face as she stared back at him with irritation.

"You look beautiful", he stated as she narrowed her eyes at him.

"I am looking like a joker in this saree and you say I look beautiful", she asked him but he didn't answer.

"You want something. I am hungry", she told him as he finally left her elbow.

"Don't think I would forget what you did today. I still Hate you", she told him but he didn't answer anything holding her hand. She stared at their hands interlinked together before looking at him with a questioning look.

"I saw how you walked downstairs in the morning. It felt like you would fall anytime in this saree", he told her silencing her. They walked downstairs together which was enough to take away the tension between all the ladies.

Kimaya had her food silently as the others continued speaking. She wanted to get away from this drama as soon as possible and get back home.

"Kimaya, I want to talk to you", Rajshri spoke looking at her daughter-in-law who just nodded her head. After dinner, Kimaya walked behind her to the kitchen where the other ladies were.

"I know you must be shocked at the way Randhir reacted", his mother started only to be stopped by Kimaya as she removed the veil from her face.

"I am not shocked by his reaction. I am more shocked that you didn't tell me anything about it. You said you would treat me like your own daughter and now you push me with a man who only knows how to control others' life. In what era is he living. It is the 21st century nobody behaves like this with their wife", Kimaya spoke clearly showing her discomfort and irritation.

"Kimaya, it is how men are in the Ahlawat family. They want things to be in their control. Randhir had always been in control so he hates it when he is interrupted or not respected in the correct way", his choti chachi spoke making Kimaya fist her hand.

"You don't know how he treated me and I don't want to bring it in front of you guys and embarrass you. I have that many morals but all I know is if you tried to discipline in the starting, the story would've been different. One thing is clear if he wants me to bend in front of him, this is not happening. Maybe, you chose the wrong girl for him", she spoke before walking out of the kitchen with a sigh.

"What do you think, didi", Stuti asked Rajshri.

"I don't know. It is too early for her to adapt herself. I think she is right. It is because of me that Randhir became like this", Rajshri spoke tiredly.

"Don't speak like this, didi. Randhir was never one to be controlled. He only knew how to control others. That is the sole reason that Papa wanted him to be the next owner of Ahlawat industries and everything related to the family", Reema said.

"I guess this is because he got everything without ever asking for it. He became so stubborn", Rajshri said with tears walking to her room.

"Didi, Randhir is not without his challenges. I am scared if things will work between him and Kimaya", Reema asked looking at Stuti.

"I don't know anything. Enough drama for today", Stuti said softly walking to her room.

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Here Kimaya walked to her room already tired of those heavy earrings and necklace around her neck.

She was removing her earrings as she entered inside only to find him sitting on his side reading some book silently.

She didn't want much drama right now so she just did her stuff silently before lying on her side of the bed after building a wall between them. She frowned when she noticed him wearing reading glasses. She wasn't aware of it.

She picked up her phone before going through all the messages her mother sent to her.

She made sure she will call her tomorrow. Right now her body needed rest from all the stresses this man beside her threw at her.

"We are leaving for Shimla tomorrow", he stated making her turn to him.

"Excuse me", she asked.

"Keep some warm clothes", he stated not wanting to repeat himself.

"I am not going anywhere with you", she told him turning her back to him.

"You go with your will or I can carry you", he told her making her frown.

"And you would do that because?", she asked him in a sarcastic way.

"Because I want to go on my honeymoon with my beautiful wife", he said pushing her loose hair strands behind her ear only for her to push his hands.

"If I say I am not going then", she asked bravely as he raised his eyebrows at her.

"Than I already told you what I will do", he simply spoke looking at his book now.

She huffed before covering herself to her head with her blanket.

"I would make your life a living hell", she told him removing the blanket from her face glaring daggers at him.

"I would love to live in that hell with you beside me", he spoke as he gritted before turning her back to him not wanting to see his face anymore. He was getting on his nerves.

A few minutes later, she heard the sound of the book closing. He switched off the lights before sleeping on his side silently not touching her in any wrong way which made her sigh.

This was the reason she stayed up making sure he didn't touch her.

"You can sleep now. I am not touching you", he stated making her close her eyes.

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She opened her eyes when she felt sunrays on her face making her frown in irritation.

She turned to sleep on her stomach only to feel herself sleeping in a difficult position. She opened her eyes to find herself in a car. Her eyes widened as she looked at him who was driving right now.

"Where the hell are we going?", she asked him in anger.

"Shimla. We are going to reach in ten minutes", he stated. She gaped at his words before looking around to find the roads covered with snow.

"Are we really in Shimla?", she mumbled still in shock and was about to open the window when he stopped her.

"See what you are wearing before opening the window. I don't want you to be sneezing there", he told her as she stared at her clothes. She was just wearing a thin jacket over her t-shirts and her pajama.

"You brought me like this", she asked him.

"You didn't even unpack your clothes so it was easier to get your clothes in another bag. I need to start driving quickly and the way you were sleeping it seemed like it will take an hour or so to wake you up. So... here we are", he told her as she pushed her hair back crossing her arms sitting back on her seat feeling grumpy hearing his words.

"What is the time?", she asked him trying to find her phone.

"9:30", he stated as she stared at him in shock.

"When did you start driving?", she asked him still in a daze.

"We reached", he spoke parking the car outside of a big resort.

"Where are we?", she asked him.

"Home", he simply answered.

"Home?", she mumbled. Wasn't it a resort? She thought in her mind when he opened her side door.

"Welcome to your honeymoon. Mrs. Kimaya Randhir Ahlawat", he spoke a smirk covering his lips. He had a different mischievous yet evil glint in his eyes but what disturbed her more was the name he used again.