-: Shamrat :-

The moment I walked out of the office room, a girl sprinted up instantly and a pair of brown doe eyes collided with mine. My breath hitched in my lungs and my movements faltered. Our gaze hooked up, and she peered up at me through her lashes.

She was standing, drapped in a lemon yellow salwar kamiz, and her dupatta was falling perfectly on her chest, covering her modesty from hungry eyes.

Who was this angel?

My eyes were grazing the delicate curves of her body, and her tender naive face as she looked back at me with a confused look with her lips parted.

Damn! My cock tightened in my slacks as soon as she licked her perfect plump pink lips.

"Ahem." Someone suddenly cleared her throat, pulling us away from our trance. Both of us looked away from each other.

Meera was standing there, looking at me and the girl again and again. Her face was contorted in a confused look.

"Pradhan sahab, if you please allow me ...," she drawled, gesturing me to move away from the door, so that she can send the girl in.

I nodded and moved away from the door. The girl, without giving me another glance, vanished behind it. Her shoulder slightly brushed against my bicep and her delicious smell drifted into my nostrils.

Fuck! Was this Ramlal's daughter? God surely took his time while making her.

Meera cleared her throat, again, and looked up at me.

"Sir, do you need some assistance?" she asked gesturning towards the tent that had formed on my pants. Great, I had a boner. She licked her lips seductively and tried touch my arms. But I didn't let her.

Grasping her wrist painfully I pulled her towards me and she gasped out in fear. Her eyes bulged out at our proximity, as I clenched my jaw.

"Don't try to play with me girl. You will end up badly injured," I whispered harshly and pushed her away. She scruddied away from the scene.

I rubbed my face and looked down.

Seriously!? Worst timing ever. Fuck you.

I was just about to walk away, and shoved my hand into my pocket in search of my mobile, when I stopped dead in my tracks. My mobile was missing.

Shit! I had left it on the table. I was in no mood of seeing that bastard's face, again but I needed my phone.

Shaking my head in annoyance, I shoved away the door and stalked into mukhiye ji's office, without knocking.

But the scene infront of me rooted my steps on the ground. My limbs froze and my eyes widened. Red hot wrath surged in my veins and my rage flared.

That scoundrel was trying to bury his face into the girl's neck as she was thrashing below him, trying to push him away. His other hand was roughly squeezing her breasts. And tears were running down the girl's cheeks.

"Anupam!" I snarled out, and that asshole jumped away from the girl, darting his nervous eyes at me.

She trembled, and fell down from the couch, weeping out. Standing up unsteadily on her legs, she looked at me with her vulnerable eyes, ran towards me and collided with my chest, trying to hide herself from the bustard mukhiya.

"Plea...please save me," she sobbed and clenched her fist on my shirt. My blood boiled in my veins at her condition. This little angel was crying in my arms and Anupam was responsible for this. A powerful urge to protect her from everyone sprouted within me. She looked so breakable and tiny.

He fucking tried to force himself on her. How dare he! My fingers balled up in a fist.

I glared back at him. He was fumbling with his pajama's buttons and was looking at the girl with disgust.

"How dare you try to force yourself on her, Anupam!?" I roared out and the girl flinched at my tone. Gently stroking her back, I hushed her. She glanced up at me and swallowed down a painful lump in her throat. Her eyes were bloodshot red and she was trembling.

"I did nothing Pradhan ji. This cheap woman tried to seduce me," Anupam defended and tried to come near her.

Protectiveness serged though every nerve in my body and I turned her away, hiding her behind me. "I am not blind Anupam, I have seen everything. Consider this your last day. You are discharged from your position," I growled out.

I would need to talk with other members of my party, and I knew, that they would support me. A molester had no place in our crew.

His eyes bulged out and he fell down near my legs, trying to apologize. "Please, don't do that Pradhan sahab. Why are we even bringing this mere girl in between our relationship!? You can also have your share on her, I would keep my mouth shut. Don't fire me," he weeped out, shedding crocodile tears.

The angel behind me took a few steps back and gasped out in horror, as if she was thinking I would consider Raghu's offer.

The last thread that was holding my anger, broke, as soon as he mentioned about having her ways with me. As if she was a mere product and not a human. I saw red, and clenched my fist in rage.

Staggering towards him, I jerked him up on his feet by holding his collar and punched his jaw straight. Bood splashed out form his mouth and he tumbled down.

"Ahhhhh!"

A blood curling scream resonated in the room. I turned back to see, Meera standing near the door. Her face was horrified and people were gathering behind her due to her scream.

"You foolish girl, why can't you ever bring peace? What the hell did you do now!?"

A middle aged woman shouted and slapped the angel. Tears were running down her red cheeks as she was trying to cover her face.

My blood boiled at the sight. How dare someone laid a finger on her!?

I was just about to go and give the lady a good thrash for touching the angel, but I halted on my steps when she called her out.

"Ma, I did nothing," she cried out and looked at me.

"Shut up! Last night you already spolied our name by meeting that rascal Daud and hugging him. If you don't get married now, for this act of your's, I am going to burn you alive!" Her mother hurled out and my breath hitched in my lungs.

What the fuck!? Why were they blaming her?

"Seema, stop." A middle aged dark man came to my angel's rescue. It was definitely her father, as his grip on the lady's waist was way too personal.

"Mukhiye ji, I am extremely sorry for whatever she did. Please please don't take any hasty steps and consider to look for a groom for my daughter's marriage," the angle's mother pleaded joining her hands in front of Anupam, who was sitting on the couch and Meera was aiding his lips.

Were they for real!? This scoundrel was trying to rape their daughter and she was begging him for her daughter's marriage.

"What are you saying? She did nothing. Anupam was the one who was trying to force himself upon her," I argued back in my deep voice, and the woman stopped talking and stared at me.

"Pradhan Ji, please you, won't have to hide anything my daughter did," her mother hissed and glared at the girl and my jaw clenched in wrath.

"She is a nuisance, and now nobody will marry her now," the angel's mother cried out and was just about the slap her, when I spoke out.

"I want to marry her."

Silence boomed in the office room. Utter silence. Every one's eyes were bulging out of their socket, as if they can't believe what they just heard.

"What did you say Pradhan Ji?" her father whispered in a bewildered tone.

"I would like to marry your daughter. It will be at the end of this week," I declared and looked at the girl. Her face was horrified and she was covering her mouth with her palm, as if trying to hide her shock.

Well, even I was shocked at my proposal. I didn't know why was I doing this. But the way her parents were treating her and her vulnerable eyes when I saved her, were enough reasons for me to marry her. Mom already wanted me to settle down.

Why not with this angel who caught my attention?

*******

Striding into my home, I started looking out for mom. She would be so happy to hear the news of my marriage. Fianlly her life long dream was coming true.

"Mom!" I called out.

"What is it beta?" she asked, coming out of the living room, with a magazine in her hand.

"Mom, your life long wish is getting fulfilled at the end of this week. Your son has chosen your daughter in law."

Mom's eyes widened at my statement in shock, but then she scowled in reluctance. She shook her head, as if she was flabbergasted at my words.

Okay, this wasn't the reaction I expected.

"You selected a girl on your own? But I had been talking with Mishra ji. His daughter is of marriageable age and she already had finished her higher studies from Delhi University."

I groaned out mentally at her words. Mishra ji was a good man, our old acquaintance. He was a business man. But his daughter wasn't the goody two shoes she always acted to be. After shifting to Delhi, she had been involved with drugs and smoking, hiting the pubs almost regularly.

I grasped mom's shoulder and looked at her eyes. "Don't you trust me mom? Do you think I will make a wrong choice in choosing my bride?" I asked.

Ma shook her head, tearing away her eyes from me and glanced at the floor. "I don't have any doubt on your chiche beta. But my son deserves the best. And I won't let just anyone become my bahu, " she said, in a determined voice peering up at me.

"Mom..."

"Shamrat, you know the risks involved. I can't let any girl come in your life if she isn't strong enough. She has to be prepared for everything." Mom's eyes were glazing with fire and she glared at me.

I knew what she was speaking about. I had seen how like a true leader she had led this village when I was small. Specially after Dad...

I quickly skook my head to rebuff bizarre thoughts. It was better to keep the past, in the past.

Mom's eyes softened when I darted my eyes back at her. Taking a deep breath she sat down on the couch, taking my hand in her grasp. "Shamrat, you know right? That the girl who comes in your life need to be fierce and brave. I don't want a submissive woman who just know how to cook and clean. We need a woman with leadership quality in her, to stand beside you, to support you."

I gave a soft kiss on her hand and smiled back. She would always be the protective mother who shielded her beloved ones against hellions.

"Mom, even if she is not not that tough, I know you will turn her into one. As much as trust you have on my choice, I have on you too." Mom's face cracked with a tight lipped smile and she caressed my hair.

"Okay, but before the wedding I need to meet her once," she declared and I nodded, beaming at her.

"I would take you to meet her tomorrow."

"Now, what's her name?" Ma smirked at me, cocking one of her eyebrows. I chuckled out at her tactics.

"Her name is Rajeshri. Rajeshri Jha. And here is here picture." I stated, fisting out my phone from my pocket, to show Mom the angel's picture that I clicked, when I was coming out of Anupam's office and her parents were happily dragging her away.

"She is beautiful beta. Just like an angel. I am so happy for you," Ma beamed, and kissed my forehead.

Yes Mom, an angel. My angel.

For some reason, I felt it was better if I hide the fact, the she loved another guy. I knew very well what kind of a person Daud Akhtar was. It would be wrong to even call him a human. He was more of an enforcer of that Chauhan's gang. He did their dirty works.

Ma suddenly lost her smile, and her eyes widened.

"Oh no, did you say you are getting married at the end of this week. That means only 3 days are left. Oh my God! How am I going to arrange so many things so fast!?" she panicked.

"Mom! Don't worry. I'll manage everything. Just make sure you welcome her home."

She smiled and stroked my hair. "Off course beta. My son has grown up now. He would having a family of his own. I am so happy for you beta," she sniffed, and a lone tear ran down her cheek.

My lips curled up into a smile and I kissed her forehead. Yes, I would try my best to keep my angel happy.

A knock resonated behind us, and I looked back to see, Arnav. He was standing there with a small smile on his face and a tons of shoping bags in his hand. They all belonged to Shri. I ordered him to buy jewellery and lehenga for my Shri.

My Shri. I liked the sound of it.

"Arnav, come inside. Why are standing there?" Ma jestured. For her, Arnav was like the second son and not my employee. Cause we knew him from the age of 4. He basically grew up with me in the same house.

"Ji Maaji. I brought everything Shamrat asked," he motioned towards the shopping bags and dumped them on the sofa.

"Beta, I expected better from you. Why didn't you yourself shopped for Rajershri?" Ma scolded me, I gave her a sheepish smile. Shopping wasn't something I enjoyed doing.

"Ma, you know na. I don't like shopping. And moreover Arnav took Leila with him. I know she helped him a lot," I teased, and gestured towards the lady who was standing behind Arnav with a shy smile.

Leila was Arnav's wife, a very sweet natured and humble girl. They got married a year back, and it was a marriage Mom arranged. She still felt a little embarrassed to come inside our home freely.

Arnav looked back and gave her a smirk. She looked down, and a blush crept on her cheeks. They shared a knowing look. Off course those quick little quirks that were common among couples.

The same things I would share with my Shri too, by the end of this week.

"Come, I won't let you two go without having dinner," Mom ordered, and dragged Arnav and Leila inside.

I peeked into the shopping bag and a green lehenga came in my line of vision. She would look beautiful in this.

Tomorrow, I would visit Shri and would give it to her, personally.

We would meet soon, darlin'.

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