He was looking at me with nothing but guilt lacing his eyes. His eyes were glistening with unshed tears, and I knew how badly he was trying to control.

"I told you you'll regret it one day, Ahaan." I said, looking at him, tears still flowing out of my eyes.

"I regretted it since years, Ky." He responded with his voice wavering at the end.

"It disgusts me." I said, looking into distance.

"Where are the two now?" He questioned all of a sudden.

"Dead." I shrugged, without any emotion.

"Dhruv had found them, and everything was taken control of by him only. He didn't even let anyone else know about this." I said with a known smile.

"Everything worked according to the law. They were kept in jail and tortured every single day. And when they couldn't take it at a point, they suicided." I ended remembering Dhruv's words.

"I-" He started, but this time I cut him off.

"You and I both know very well that we can't change the past. I, too, wish you would have believed me and didn't leave me, but in the end, you did." I said this time, looking at him.

"And you know that I've forgiven you. I don't want to remember those times, Ahaan. I don't. They only cause pain." I continued, looking at him with finality.

"Why have you forgiven me, Ky? This is something that no one can forgive for." He asked in desperation.

"Because I know we're meant to be together. Why did I accept you as my boyfriend in the first place? It's because I could feel our bond. You didn't trust me was a different thing, but we were still destined to end up together. And how can I not when you behaved with me this way? The care and love you showed was enough to make me trust you again." I replied honestly.

"I wish I'd believed you." He muttered.

"You can only wish now, Ahaan. And I don't want you to." I ended shaking my head.

I shivered slightly as the wind blew around us. He noticed this and wrapped his arms around me in a securing manner.

He then got up from the ground, lifting me up in the process. Like always, he held me in his arms, and I didn't waste any other second to wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, burying my face in his neck.

I knew he was leading us downstairs to the bedroom, and I let him.

"Why did you arrive early?" I questioned in a low voice in between.

"I wanted to surprise you." Was his only response, and I smiled, even in this situation.

Soon, we were inside the bedroom, but he didn't make any effort to place me on the bed or leave me in the room itself. Still in the same position as before, he led me to the bathroom, swinging the door open in process, and made me sit on the countertop.

He was standing between my parted legs holding my thighs in place. His dark orbs were fixated on my mine, and I still didn't make any effort to tear my gaze away from him.

"You're so strong, Kyra. Stronger than you even think." He muttered, grazing my cheeks with his fingers.

I looked at him, my eyes glistening with tears. I didn't want to cry at any cost.

"I-" I stammered.

He understood my hesitation and grazed my bottom lip with the pad of his thumb.

"So strong." He mumbled and brushed his lips with mine.

I immediately wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Crashing my lips down on his, I started kissing him. He, too, didn't wait any other second and started kissing me back with full ferocity.

Our arms were tangled, trying to feel each other, and I pressed my body against his hard one, trying to feel his presence, which I hadn't for a long time.

Trailing down wet kisses on my jaw to my collarbone, he reached for the hem of my top and pulled it over my head. I helped him in the process, leaving me just in my bra and shorts.

He didn't stop here.

He reached for the waistband of my shorts and started removing the same. One thing I knew was that I felt comfort. It wasn't weird for me again.

His black orbs were fixated on mine, yet it held the gentleness, care, and love.

And this time, he didn't even stop here.

He had now started opening the buttons of the shirt he was wearing. One by one, he'd opened every single button and had now removed the shirt from displaying his bare torso.

My hair that was wrapped up on my head in a bun was now left open by him. His hands were running through them in a soft, comforting manner, and his eyes didn't leave mine for a second.

"Did he hurt you?" He questioned in a deep voice.

I nodded my head, forwarding my hands where my wrists had multiple bruises, some from his grip, while some were caused by his nails. Their condition didn't look any good.

He clenched his jaw and bent down on the drawer beside my legs. Taking out the first aid kit, he kept it beside me on the countertop and opened it. He picked out some cotton and dabbed the same spot with antiseptic.

It was paining like anything, but this was nothing like the first time.

A situation was similar to the before, and this time, he was here to help me. Support me. Care for me. And lastly, to love me.

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With my head resting on his chest, hands wrapped around his neck, and my body curled onto his comparatively big one, I had my eyes closed, feeling the intensity of our togetherness.

We were seated on the bed with his back supporting the headboard, and his hand didn't stop caressing my hair. The comfort was of no bounds, and he knew very well I didn't want him to stop at any cost.

It was 1 AM in the night, and no matter how hard I tried or kept trying, I just wasn't able to sleep. He hadn't waited for another second for getting the man arrested after I'd explained to him everything, whatever happened today.

"Ky." I heard his voice, and I hummed in response.

"I-I need to check something downstairs. Will you please -" He gestured to our position, and I nodded my head, getting away from him on my side of the bed.

When he was about to reach the door of the bedroom, he took a glance at me, and I couldn't help but open my mouth.

"Come soon." I mumbled, and he looked at me for a good minute before nodding his head, getting outside.

Almost twenty minutes had passed, but he hadn't returned yet . There was any source of his presence on this floor.

I got up from the bed, not caring about the fact why I shouldn't do this and made my way outside the bedroom. There was an eerie silence on the whole first floor, making me clear with the fact he isn't here.

I got downstairs remembering he had told me he had something to do here. Even there, I couldn't find him anywhere. The dim lights only caused me to only see the silhouettes of things around.

With a heavy heart, I turned to the direction of the staircase for checking the only place that was left, the terrace. I was about to head towards the door when a loud noise was something was, and I reached my ears, making me frown.

Was it my imagination?

As I turned to the source of the voice, I noticed it was Ahaan's study's door in front of me. Gaining as much strength I could find at this point, I took a deep breath, swinging the door open.

The study was almost dark. The only source of light was a small moonlight coming from the small window behind the desk.

My eyes finally landed on him, who was sitting on the armchair behind the desk. His head dipped in between his hands, which were on the support of his elbow on the desk.

And then I heard a quiet sniffle.

There was a tightening feeling in my chest. It wasn't possible. He would never cry.

Releasing a wavered breath, I took small steps towards his direction, and there wasn't any movement from his side.

A small hiss came out of my mouth as I found myself stepping on something. Picking it up, I noticed it was a pen stand, and then my eyes landed on the surroundings, this time noticing that the whole study looked as if someone had flipped it over.

Different things were scattered on the floor, and I realized it was all Ahaan's doings.

Anger and temper again.

He may not have sensed my presence yet as there wasn't still a movement from his side, and I safely made my way towards him.

"A-Ahaan?" I whispered, barely audible.

All of a sudden, his body went rigid. Yet he didn't lift his head, and following this was another sniffle, making me shut my eyes tightly. No doubt he had heard my voice.

"I have really forgiven you, Ahaan." I whispered, and I noticed the vein twitching in his arm.

"I-I am not angry at anything, Ahaan. It was our fate. Please just look at me." I said in a low voice, and I heard him sigh.

"I- I love you." I blurted, in a soft voice.

And all of a sudden, he lifted his head and looked at me straight in the eyes. His dark orbs, which I could see were covered with a thin layer of wetness. They were shining while glistening with tears, and this time, I took a sharp intake of breath.

"Ky-" His hoarse voice was heard after a long time, but I stopped him right there by showing my palm.

"I know what I am saying, and it's a hundred percent true." I declared, my voice strong as ever.

"But-" He again said and I cut him off again.

"Do you want me to suppress what I feel? Or is it that you don't want me to accept those?" I questioned, my voice firm as ever.

"Of course I do." He said in a deep voice, and I felt my heart flutter.

"Then?" I asked.

"I can not even look at myself after hearing what happened with you that night. It was all my mistake and it should've been me in your place. You never deserved that Kyra, and I don't deserve you." He said, his voice wavering in the end.

"I told you already, Ahaan, that I don't want us to think about the past. I know there were a lot of mistakes from both of our sides, but when we both know we can't live without each other or we love each other, then what's the problem?" I let out with a heavy heart, coming directly in front of him.

"Mistakes were only from my side, Ky. It was me who destroyed us. I destroyed every single thing, and yet you're ready to accept me and even love me." He butted in, and I sighed.

"How can I not accept and love you again, Ahaan? You've been nothing but caring and supportive after you've returned, and I have realized this very well that we are meant to be together. I don't want to think about it again, Ahaan, I don't." I ended up looking at him with finality.

"But -" He started, and I crashed my lips on his only to stop him.

He didn't wait for any other second to respond, and this time, our kiss was full of love. His tongue swiped across my bottom lip with the utmost love, and I granted him every access.

His touch was creating a havoc inside of me, and at that point, I knew I did nothing wrong in accepting him and loving him like I always wanted.

"I love you." I said, breathing heavily after the intimate contact, and he looked at me with his eyes shining.

"And I have always loved you." He said, capturing my lips again, and this time, it was me who didn't wait for another second to respond.

"Tell me, do you anymore think we shouldn't be together or the fact I shouldn't be loving you?" I asked as soon as the kiss ended.

"Never. I don't want you to be away from me no matter what the reason is. I've waited enough for us to end up together again and for you to love me, and I don't want this to end at any cost." He responded, pulling me on his lap, smothering my cheeks. I gave him a full-blown smile.

"Promise?" I asked my pinky finger with his.

"Promise." He said in a determined tone, tightening his hold there.

"My wife, my love, my life and my everything?" He said, placing feathery kisses on my collarbone.

"Everything." I mumbled in a low voice, loud enough for him to hear.

"I am so sorry, Kyra. I'm so sorry that I ruined everything. But I promise I won't let anything happen to you or the both of us. I will never let any thought disturb you, and I will try my best not to give you any complaints from my side." He said in a gruff voice, placing his forehead on mine.

"I know. I believe you." I mumbled while he was busy tracing down circles on my stomach with his fingers.

His touch was casting a dizzy spell on me, and I felt elated. I felt light from everywhere. I knew that once we discuss everything and tell each other whatever happened, it will change our relationship. It could've either been bad or good. And this time I could not be more happy that it was good.

"Ahaan." I let out.

"Ky." He responded, tracing my face with his fingers.

"I want you." I said, barely audible.

"Are you sure?" He questioned in a deep voice, and this time, I could sense the need in both of us.

"Never been this sure." I replied, and he crashed his lips on mine in the most demanding way, leading me back to our bedroom in his arms whilst kissing the whole way.

We both landed on the bed tangled into each other's arms, but our lips still connected.

His hands reached for the hem of his shirt I was wearing, and he silded it out of my arms, removing it and now leaving in only my lingerie as I wasn't wearing anything for the bottom.

He flipped us over in a way I was beneath him this time, laying completely on the bed with the support of my back.

His lips found mine again, and he kissed me in the most sensual way. Our tongues were fighting for the dominance, and I eventually submitted to him, and he didn't wait for any other second to explore my mouth.

He was on top of me with the support of his arms, and his eyes didn't leave mine for a second. His black orbs were boring into my dark brown ones with great intensity.

His arms lifted my back, unclasping my bra from behind and removing it now that I was naked from the top, laying down in front of him.

His eyes darkened at the sight, and he groaned lightly.

"So beautiful." He murmured, kissing the nape of my neck, and I wrapped my arms around his neck in response.

His lips trailed down wet kisses the whole way from my neck to the valley of my breasts. Next, his tongue swirled on top of my hardened nipple making me gasp at the sudden action.

He was sucking on them in the most sensual way. My mouth couldn't process any words, and I tugged on his hair in response, making him groan.

I let out hiss when his teeth bit on my hardened nipple and he didn't stop. In return, he only soothed them with his tongue, continuing to bite and suck on them repeatedly.

My heart was beating so loudly in nervousness yet excitement as if it's going to come out of my chest. He probably felt it as he placed his one ear on top of the position of my heart, as if he's trying to feel my heartbeat.

A big smile broke out on his lips, and he kissed me again, pouring his love and affection.

"My wife." He declared, looking at me expectantly.

"My husband." I mumbled, tracing his bottle lip with my forefinger.

And the very next moment, his mouth came in contact with my breast again, fondling and caressing them with the utmost care and love.

As he couldn't wait anymore himself, his fingers slided inside the waistband of my bottom wear, and he removed it in mere seconds, leaving me fully naked.

I was a bit shy seeing this was the first time he was seeing me fully naked, so I buried my face in the crook of his neck, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.

"I didn't know my wife knew how to get shy." He teased, pulling my face gently in front of him.

I blushed profusely, and he let out a husky laugh, tracing a finger from my breasts till my sensitive spot down between my legs, making me gasp audibly.

He started removing the only thing he was wearing till now, which were his boxers, this time leaving him fully naked as well.

I gulped a little as his eyes found mine as his member was scaring me to no extent.

"Don't be scared, Ky. I won't force anything." He said, looking at me with so many emotions at the same time.

"I want this." I said in a low voice, and the next instant, he inserted his two fingers inside of me, making me gasp loudly at his sudden actions.

They were moving in and out of me with an unexpected speed, and he kept kissing me demandingly from time to time in between.

Our eyes were connected the whole time while he was busy easing his fingers through my passage, and I was enjoying the pleasurable feeling.

I moaned out his name lightly when the pressure was starting to build up inside, and he understood.

Aligning his member at my entrance, he removed his fingers only to push himself inside of me, filling me completely.

A loud hiss came out of my mouth at the excruciating pain, and he captured all of my whimpers and tears in a most passionate kiss.

"I am sorry." He apologized seeing my teary face, and I shook my head in response, burying my face in his neck.

It was too painful, but I knew I wanted this at this point.

"I am fine." I breathed out, and he looked at me expectantly, and I understood what it was for, nodding my head.

The very next moment, he started moving in and out of me, making me moan from time to time.

His thrusts were so fast, and I could feel immense pleasure the whole time. Our arms and legs were tangled with each other, and he kept moving in and out of me, making me moan from time to time.

My body was underneath his, molding with each other in the best of ways while my mind was in an ecstacy.

"I love you so much, Ahaan." I let out in between while he was easing his way down there with an unexpected speed.

"I love you too, Ky." He mumbled, capturing my lips, still moving inside of me.

I could feel a pressure build up inside of me, and I knew I was close. He sensed this as well, increasing his even more, making my head fall back in extreme pleasure.

"You're killing me." He murmured with his face buried in the crook of my neck, and I placed a quick kiss on his shoulder.

"Let go, Ky." He groaned out loudly, still moving in and out of me.

And I obliged. I released everything that was building up in the pit of my stomach for minutes, and the very next moment, he groaned loudly, emptying himself still inside of me.

Kissing me one last time, he got up from my body, removing his member in the process.

I laid down on the bed again, trying to control my ragged breathing, and he came out of the bathroom a couple of minutes later where he'd gone.

He cleaned me with the wet towel he'd bought with him and made me wear his shirt again. All my energy was drained, and it was again him who took care of me in every way possible.

Laying down on the bed beside me, he pulled me closer to him, entangling our legs.

"Did I hurt you?" He questioned in a low voice.

"No." I whispered, placing a small kiss on his chest.

"Don't do this if you don't want to go for the second round." He warned in a deep voice.

"How do you know?" I questioned with furrowed eyebrows.

"I know you're sore." He replied, pulling my body sideways now that my leg was on top of his.

"Sleep." He continued closing his eyes, and this time, I didn't oblige.

My eyes were busy tracing his features. How did I get so lucky?

I know he made a mistake not to believe me in the past, but how can I not love him when he doesn't forget for a second to care for me and love me?

I am able to see those emotions he has for me even when he tries his best to suppress those with his dominating and arrogant aura.

I can not neglect my feelings anymore. I know I love him, and I know I did the right thing to accept it and tell him the same. When I have realized this already that I need his presence and I can not live without him, then there's no benefit of pushing it away.

If our togetherness gives me the happiness I want the rest of my life, then I am fine with accepting him wholeheartedly. I know for a reason that this time he won't let us get apart.

Both him and I know what all our separation has caused, and I don't want that to happen again at any cost. If we were meant to be together and the deal by him was the measure for us to get in this sacred bond, I am fine with it.

Because in the end we are together and my love for him is above everything.

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