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Ruhani 's POV

'Baby I ...I... ' he was stuttering.

'It's okay you don't have to say it back just because I said it,' I said with a fake smile hiding my emotions.

'Baby, ' Love'.. I don't even know love exist or not, I have met many women who wanted only pleasure or money from me, I have seen women destroying men and then living a happy life without any regret,' he explained and I came to understand that he does not believe in love because he had experienced something really, really bad .

I sat on the bed and covered my naked body with a duvet.

'Look at me, Vicky,' I said and cupped his face in my hands .

'Love exist and will always exist, yes there are bad people out there but there are good people also. I know you have a very bad past and I know you have experienced many things. I will wait for the day when you will become comfortable and share everything with me ."

I said and he kissed me .This was not the passionate kisses we shared .This kiss was slow and gentle.

'I also want to know everything Angel, what happened after I left, why you were afraid of driving in car, why you are afraid of storms and I will wait for the day when you will share everything with me,' he said and I nodded as in the second my horrible past flashed in front of my eyes .

He again pulled me in his arms .

'When and to whom did you gave your virginity?' I asked out of curiosity.

'When I was twenty-five years old , I did it with a girl who was working in Bangalore's office. She was married but still she started flirting with me and finally one day we did it in my cabin,' he told me and I was sad. I knew that he had relation with many girls but hearing it from him pierced my heart but I had only asked him this out of my curiosity.

'She still works in Bangalore's office?'

'No. I threw her out of my office because after we had sex she started invading my personal life, by asking too many questions,' he replied angrily and I nodded .

'What happened baby?'

He asked as he sensed something was wrong.

'Nothing ,' I mumbled.

'Tell me baby, what happened?' he asked cupping my cheeks.

'I don't want to question you as you don't like when someone questions you,' I replied softly.

'Angel never and I mean never compare yourself with those women. You are special and you can ask me anything,' he said .

'How many girls did you sleep with?'

'Number of women, few were married, few were unmarried,' he explained and once again regretted the moment I asked him the question as the pain in my chest was increasing but I was happy that he was telling the truth instead of ignoring my questions or lying .

'With the girls with whom you were in the magazines too?'

'Some of them yes but not with everyone ... wait a second, you used to buy my magazines?' he asked with a hint of mischievousness in his eyes .

'Yes and I used to tear all the pictures of those bimbos who were beside you and kept only your pictures,' I said and suddenly he was on top of me.

'Why baby?' he asked with a smirk and removed a strand of hair from my cheek .

'Because from the day I came to know the feeling of love. I used to love you. You were always in my heart. Why did you leave? If you had not left you would have never met those girls,' I shouted and pushed him.

He was again on top of me.

'When I first saw you on your third birthday party in that beautiful white gown, you were looking like an Angel. MY ANGEL,' he said looking right in my eyes .

'Really?' I asked.

'Yes Angel and I slept with only those girls who wanted sex from me,' he explained .

'Tomorrow you will leave me like you left those,' he shut me up by putting his finger on my lips.

'I told you few seconds back Angel, never compare yourself with those girls and I am once again saying this, that you are special to me, you are not one of those girls, you are my special girl and one more thing.'

'What?' I asked .

'You will not talk to Max because I know he likes you as I heard your conversations in the office. I was so angry when I saw you leaving today.'

'Are you jealous, Mr . Malhotra?' I asked with a smirk.

'Yes, and you will stay away from him.'

Anger was evident in his eyes.

'But, he is my only friend in office,' I said with a pout.

'He has some feelings for you and I hate that.'

'Vicky, we can never control our feelings. I know he has feelings for me but for me he will always be my good friend and just because he confessed his feelings to me I cannot break my friendship with him and I will explain him that he is only my very good friend and nothing more.'

'Today I was going to meet him to tell him that he will be only my friend and nothing more because someone else is in my heart,' I explained it to him and a big smile came on his face.

'Okay, you can talk with him as it is your right to choose your friends and with whom you should talk,' he said and I can hint a sense of anger in his tone but I was happy he understood my point and gave him a small peck on his right cheek.

'Sleep, baby. You must be very tired,' he said and I nodded and slept in his arms.

Vikram's POV

My Angel was in my arms.

The way she was quivering like a leaf beneath me.

The way she moaned my name. I was dying to hear Vicky from her.

When I saw her naked for the first time I thought to fvuck her deep and hard but I controlled myself as it was about her pleasure and when she came for the first time , her nectar flowing down her thighs and her moans as she was not able to understand what was happening with her was incredible.

My Angel was so shy but when she was trying to unbutton my shirt was very bold and cute. She was so tight around my shaft when I entered her for the first time, I wanted to go again and again but I knew she was not able to take me as it was her first time.

She fell in love with a devil like me. I took her away from everyone but she loves me.

I was shocked when she said that she loves me because for me feeling like love never exist, and I don't do love, but I know Angel is very special to me and she is mine and I am very possessive about her. I came to know she is also possessive about me and I chuckled when I remembered that she said she used to tear all the pictures of the girls beside me in the magazine .

Back then also when she was young she was very possessive toward me. I remember on her 9th birthday when I was dancing with one of her school friends, she angrily went in her room and locked the door. After two hours of pleading her, she opened it

FLASHBACK

'Angel, please open the door,' I was pleading as I was hearing her sobs .

'Baby, why are you crying?' I asked knocking the door.

'Princess, what happened?' uncle asked.

'Ruhani, please open the door, mom and dad doesn't like when you are sad,' aunty said but we only got her sobs in return of our questions.

'Uncle and aunty, you go, I will make sure she opens the door and talk with me,' I said and her mom and dad nodded and left .

Party was over as birthday girl left the party and locked herself in the room for two hours.

'Baby, if you will not open the door I will leave you.'

After some seconds she opened the door and hugged me, her muffled sob broke my heart.

'You will leave me?' she asked.

"No, Angel,' I said and broke our hug and wiped her tears with my thumb finger.

'Why did you leave the party, Angel?' I asked kneeling down in front of her so that we were face to face with each other .

'You were dancing with Anjali, I called you three times to play with me,' she said showing her three little fingers.

'But you didn't listen to me,' she continued stomping her feet.

'I am sorry, Angel,' I apologized .

'Will you go and play with her?' she asked and she was crying again .

'No, baby,' I said wiping her tears and her nose which has become red due to crying.

'I am yours,' I added.

'You are mine?' she asked again.

'yes,' I said and she stopped crying .

'That means you will never be anyone's prince except mine?' she asked.

'No baby, I am only your prince,' I said with a small smile at her cuteness and innocence.

'You will not dance with Anjali?' she asked.

'No sweetheart, now let's go and eat your favorite chocolate cake,' I said and we both went down.

STORY RETURNS TO PRESENT

I was only her Vicky, her prince when she was young. She does not know that she came in my life when I was going in the path of darkness and saved me with her innocence and cuteness. She came like an Angel in that white dress of hers and unknowingly saved me and that is why she is my Angel.

I was deep in my thoughts that I did not realize that it was 8 A.M. . I got up and kissed her forehead and went to washroom and got ready. I went in the kitchen to make breakfast for her because I know she must be very hungry. She must be very exhausted and yesterday we didn't have our dinner.

In two hours I prepared a cup of coffee and her favorite Aloo ke parathe for her and went in my room. I put the tray on the table and woke her up

'Baby .. ' I called her .

'Mmm.. ' she mumbled.

'Angel, Wake up,' I called again and she opened her eyes and looked at me .

'Good Morning,' she greeted with a smile on her face.

'Morning, now go and freshen up I prepared breakfast for you,' I said and she stood up and covered her body with the duvet and started going towards the door.

'Where are you going?' I asked and she turned towards me.

'Going in my room, my clothes and my other things .. ' she was saying and in the meanwhile I opened my wardrobe and picked out a black shirt and gave it to her.

'What is this?' she asked confusingly.

'Angel, wear this,' I said.

'I will just go in my room and....

'I want you to wear my shirt and from now onwards you will wear my shirt after we spend a night together,' I said cutting her off .

I wanted her to wear my shirt because whenever I will see her in my shirt after our sex , I will always know that she is mine and no one's else.

'What are you thinking?' she asked.

'Nothing,' I said and she threw the duvet on the bed and wore my shirt.

She was looking so sexy in my black shirt . My sexy Angel.

I looked at where she was looking and saw that she was looking at the bed which had blood stains on it .

She looked at me and when I looked in her eyes intensely, she hugged me and buried her face in my neck and I knew she was embarrassed .

'There is nothing to be embarrassed baby,'  I whispered in her ear and carried her to the bathroom and made her sat on the bathroom counter and gave her a new tooth brush. In the meanwhile I threw the bed sheet in the washing machine and put a new bed sheet .

She came out and we sat on the bed and started having our breakfast.

'It's so tasty,' she said taking the first bite.

'Thanks Angel,' I said with a smile and she pouted.

'What with this face again Angel? If you want to have your breakfast then don't pout, because right now I want to keep the plate aside and kiss you,' I said and she suddenly gulped her bite .

'What happened? Why are you pouting?' This time I asked seriously.

'I don't know how to cook. Dad never allowed me to enter the kitchen,' she said sadly.

'I know baby, aunty and your father, Rahul loves you very much to let you do any work,' I said and when I called her dad Rahul, instead of uncle , her face fell but she hid her emotions with a smile .

I can never forgive her father. Because of her father.....

'I am feeling very tired today and I will not go to office,'  she said interrupting my flow of thoughts.

'Okay then I will also take a half day off,' I said as we both finished our breakfast.

I went to fill hot water for her so that her body will get relaxed.

After few minutes, I came out of the bathroom and heard my Angel talking on phone.

'Max, I am really sorry, I don't love you, you are just my good friend and I love someone else, sorry Max I know how it hurts but I love someone else and you are my very good friend and will always be my good friend.'

She was quiet for some time, maybe listening to whatever that prick was saying.

'Okay bye and same to you,' she said with a laugh and cut the call.

'What's this 'same to you' Angel?' she heard my voice and turned around and looked at me.

'Oh! He always says 'love you' while cutting the call and I say 'same to you'. It's an endearment he uses with everyone who are his friends and who are close to him.'

'What?' I shouted.

'Yes and as I told earlier he not only says it to me, but to all his friends, it's just a casual endearment,' she explained, again.

'Lie on the bed, Angel,' I told her while controlling my anger after finding out that she was saying 'love you' to him everyday.

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