Until we have someone's darkness we don't know who they are.

Until we have forgiven someone's darkness we don't really know what love is.

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He walked away after staring at her for a good minute. She slowly opened her eyes as a tear fall down her right eye. She felt stupid and an idiot to give away like this.

It wasn't him this time but her who let this happen. He didn't force her to do anything. It was just her and her damn hormones. The guilt she felt when Angad spoke like that with him let her be weak in front of him.

She felt dirty at this moment. For the first time in her life, she thought one guy genuinely liked her for the person she was instead of loving her body. He was lusting over her. That's why he was just talking about her beauty.

Her own husband always tries to touch her inappropriately. That's why she always wanted to stay away from men. They are toxic. They use you and then throw you away like trash. She continued staring in space not able to understand how she let her guards down.

She couldn't even blame him for anything. It was her standing there wrapping her arms around him pulling him closer to her not the other way around. If she wanted she could have pushed him. He didn't force her at all.

She heard throughout her life to never let her heart or hormonal self decide anything. It was always the brain who worked for her.

She sighed pushing her long hair which was bouncing around on her face to find them tangled. This is the thing she hates about long hair. Them tangling again and again and then herself combing them feeling the hair coming out of her scalp. The pain was really torture.

She looked at the sky to find the dark clouds collecting.

Was it about rain or snow? She wondered before walking inside muttering a small prayer in her mind to not let her be weak anyhow.

She walked to the room, she was staying with him.

He was working on his laptop when her phone started ringing making her frown. His eyes were on her only as she picked up the call.

"Speak", she said walking to the mirror and picking up the hairbrush.

"Whom?", She asked her younger brother as he continued chirping about his newly found girlfriend.

"Mr. Gaurav, you are too young to have a girlfriend", she spoke strictly which made him concentrate back on his work.

"Di, I am 14 already", he spoke making her frown.

"14, you know when I was 14. I was busy studying history not reproduction", she strictly told him.

"Yaar di, I am telling you she is beautiful", Gaurav spoke dreamily.

"Beta Ji, wait till college at least. And be a little shameful, I have taken care of you when your mother went on shopping. Be respectful to me", She spoke with a lazy smile on her face.

"So I should respect you as my mother", he teased making her roll her eyes.

"Just do this only. I am so tired already and you are just blowing up my mind with irritation. But only to tell you if your mother came to know about your dirty secret, you would be running in the streets with her running behind you with a broom in her hand", she spoke as he whined.

"I'll talk to you later", she spoke before hanging up and looking at her reflection.

Her lips were red maybe because of the cold or because of the man sitting behind her. She released a deep breath before combing her hair gently wincing at times. He looked up again to find a deep frown on her forehead.

He walked to her before pushing her to sit on the couch in front of the dressing mirror before gently untangling her hair.

His eyes not leaving her hair as her eyes continued glaring at his face trying to understand what kind of man he is.

"I blocked him", she spoke which made him look at her.

"Why are you telling me?", he asked her brushing her brown waves gently.

"As I said before I don't want unwanted misunderstandings between us. Ego clashes are the last thing I want between us. Already there is so much on our plates, we can't let more negativity seep into our marriage. There are already many problems in our married life", she spoke in a daze but he didn't give her desired reaction. She felt him pull her hair a little making her lean back. He leaned down closer to her face. She turned her head at the end moment making him smile.

"There is only one problem in our married life", he spoke leaving her hair making her frown staring at his reflection in the mirror. He pushed her hair on one shoulder staring at her intensely.

"You. You are the problem here", he spoke making her part her lips taken aback by his words.

He started to walk out of the room when she held his wrist in a tight grip not letting him leave after throwing such disgraceful words on her face.

"Why I am a problem? Because I don't throw myself on you", she asked coming in front of him with a sudden vulnerability in her eyes which was clearly noticed by him.

This Angad thing clearly made her weak in front of him. She was not roaring with passion like her old self. There was a sense of maturity in her words. She was being careful with what she was saying.

He took a deep breath before crossing his arms staring at her dangerously as she met his eyes.

"Why do you have so much problem with this now? That day I asked you to do anything you want", she spoke as he laughed humorlessly.

"You wanted to see how low I would go", he said coldly as she left his wrist not able to understand his words.

"What do you actually want? Is it about physical desires or something else?", she asked trying to read his eyes which were emotionless at the moment.

He took a step near her caressing her cheek softly. She continued staring at him wanting him to answer her questions.

"You are more innocent than you consider yourself", he spoke making her frown when he wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her closer to him.

"I have been ruling the business world for 5 years. You think I can't read you. I know every single thing which goes in that pretty mind of yours. This extra friendliness of yours in the cafe was not something I can expect from my wife. You can't fool me", he spoke making her part her lips breathing slowly. She never expected him to read her like this.

"And the best part is you can't even lie. You are not even denying this fact", he whispered moving his face closer to her.

"What did you ask? Right? Is it the physical desire which is pulling me towards you or something else?", he quoted her words again as she continued staring at him with her breathing getting faster with the increase in the proximity.

"It's the control. Remember before marriage when we first met you asked me about me being a control freak and I told you I exercise control and other things. This is what I was exactly talking about. I want control over you. All of you. Your life, your body, your soul every single thing which concerns you. I want control of every single thing", he spoke making her stare at him with hurt clearly visible in her eyes which was soon changed into disgust.

"I was right all along, you are a disgusting man to be with", she mumbled as he straightened up. She reached up to his shoulder as he looked down at her.

"That's what I want to say. You wanted to know what I wanted from you", he spoke before marching out of the room. She continued staring at the door in disgust. When she realized this was the dark reality, she sat on the bed trying to collect every single thing he spoke.

Her fingers digging in the sheets as she gritted her teeth. Her body was on fire with the anger she was feeling right now for choosing him, for letting him walk over her, for letting him touch her in the worst way, for letting him kiss her.

She walked to the wall before punching the wall with all her might trying to control her emotions which were overflowing at this moment. She continued punching her hands till the time they turned numb.

"You know when I act against my nature when I lie. Then I won't lie from today. I won't act in front of you. You would see the real Kimaya. If you ruined my life, I won't let you live happily as well. You would burn in this hell with me. You would love me, Mr. Ahlawat, and that day I would walk over you breaking your hopes", she mumbled in anger but her heart knew the upcoming storm very well.

She was just scared if somehow she fell for him instead.

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She walked down the wooden stairs to find him working on his laptop without any shame.

She was about to walk to the door when she stumbled on the carpet lightly but maintained her balance on the right point.

"Ma wants to talk to you", he spoke as she stared at him.

"She is your mother. Talk to her yourself", She spoke as he lifted his eyes from his laptop screen before staring at him.

"If something is going wrong between us don't pull my family between this", he spoke coldly as she sighed staring at him intently.

"Am I a puppet who would do anything you would want? You act like nothing happened when you just told me how mad are you for real. I now understand why my parents didn't give me every single thing I wanted. Because that would've made me like you. A stubborn ass", she spoke gritting her teeth as he laughed evilly at her words.

"Well that was a really great dialogue to say but still I am speaking about you calling my mother. She is scared that I must have tortured you by now", he spoke as if it was something funny.

"Funny. You find it funny", she asked disgusted at his words.

"No, I don't find it funny. I just find her naive enough to think you would be able to tell her if I actually tortured you", he spoke shaking his head lightly. She stared at him with full hatred before biting her lips.

"You are disgusting", she mumbled massaging her head.

"I know", he spoke immediately making her fist her hands.

"Instead of calling the police, she will call me to know if you tortured me. I wonder what kind of family do you have", she spoke crossing her arms before she sat on the couch in front of his.

"They really adore you a lot", he clarified not liking the way she spoke about her family.

"I would've done the same thing if they would've told me how much of a psycho their son is. I could've run away from my marriage. At least, I could've been free and happy", she said glaring at him as he smiled. Again that evil smile had a meaning behind it.

"You would've run?", he asked as she frowned.

"I won't have stayed", she told him clearly.

"You know your sister I don't know her name. It started with D I guess. She messaged me many times than I thought you are sending those cheap messages which were not really possible with the huge attitude you have. I send my men to your place to know what actually was happening and guess what it was her instead of you. I was not confident about you coming on the marriage because of this stupid cold feet girls feel which is absolutely absurd so I made my man stay around you to assure you are reaching in the venue as my beautiful bride", he spoke sipping on his juice as if what he just said was nothing in front of what he could do.

"What if I tried to run away?", she asked still in shock.

"Than my bride, I would've searched for you then reach you. After reaching you, I would've forced you to marry me, and this honeymoon you are living and enjoying right now with the heater heating the whole house and the soft bed wouldn't be here. This place would've become your biggest nightmare. I assure you that", he spoke moving his head trying to calm the ache in his neck because of the continuous work.

"You would force me to do things which you want", she asked not believing her ears.

"You've been a great daughter-in-law to my family, a great daughter to your family and if I have to force you to follow the rules to be a perfect wife I would do that", He spoke as she stood up from her place before walking to him and taking away the laptop from him.

She kept her hands on each side of his bending down close to his face.

"It would be impossible for you to break me", she spoke staring into his eyes. He smiled arrogantly before pecking her lips taking her for shock.

"I am not planning to break you", he spoke before pulling her hair making her fall in his lap.

"I would do worse than that if you didn't start behaving yourself", he spoke staring daringly at her.

His hazel eyes were something that scared her at this moment. He was a demon in a human's face. The way he spoke, the way he reacted he was a ticking bomb that can explode any time and this mere fact made her feel fear creeping down her skin.

But outside she continued with the daring look.

One thing, she forgot she was dealing with the devil. The devil who was clearly making a soft spot in her heart and the same devil who could read her like an open book, who enjoyed playing with her mind and emotions.

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Happy First Navratri Everybody

Honestly speaking this is one book which I am not writing for somebody to encourage me about my writing skills or something but this is something I am writing because I just want to write it.

I just realized yesterday that I didn't even check how many votes my earlier updates got or how many comments you guys did. I realized this book is getting lesser votes than my other books but the thing which made me happy is that if 153 people are reading half of it are voting for the book as well which means you guys are liking it.

So in the end, I would just wish you guys to be happy in your life. Love yourself first and then spread your love around.