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Early update*

Happy Durga Puja everyone

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Next Evening

Inayat was getting dressed for the business party in her room. She had taken a half day and returned early so that she could accompany Zain. If it would have been the other days she might have avoided attending these events but this time she decided to bring a change ... or maybe....

Zain entered the room, closing the door with a soft click. He was dressed in an expensive beige Armani suit paired with matching shoes. His features calm and composed until his eyes fell on Inayat.

Inayat wore a beautiful maroon bodycon hugging her curves at the right places. Her eyes smoky and lips highlighted with maroon matte lipstick.

There outfit quite represented their persona.

Zain who was wearing a light color seemed calm, while Inayat who was wearing a darker shade seemed cold and had an unpredictable glint in her eyes.

And as a couple they were contrasting, both in their appearance and behavior and about complementing each other ... it's for you to decide.

"Are you done?", Zain asked softly, approaching the Vanity.

He stood near her, gazing at their
reflection in the mirror.

"Beautiful", he muttered, making Inayat look at his eyes.

He took out a small Jewelry box opening it to reveal a beautiful pendant... it had a diamond studded Lockett.

She looked at him curiously.

"I thought about .. gifting this on the wedding day but .... after all the events....", he was stuttering a little, flustered and confused.

"It's beautiful, Thank you Zain", She genuinely said making him smile, his eyes crinkled at the corners.

"May I"?, She knew what he was implying too so she just nodded, bringing her hair to one side exposing her neck to him.

He bought the pendent near her neck, fastening the hook. His fingers brushed her warm skin making her shiver at the contact. He took a deep breath calming himself down before leaning down to secure the hook with his teeth. He was careful not to let his lips touch her skin and he succeeded.

They both released their breaths which they were holding all this while.

He pulled back, his cheeks slightly flushed while Inayat's eyes were casted down feeling that the marble tiles needed more of her attention.

They remained silent for a good 2 minutes. Zain again looked at her reflection speaking.

"You look like an angel".....
"A devil in angel's disguise", she thought.

"Chale?", he forwarded his hand for her to take.

Inayat accepted his hand, the warmth of his hand enveloped hers as they made their way downstairs.

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In Dhairya and Aashika's room

"Why didn't you tell me before?", Aashika spat angrily while rummaging through the closet looking for an elegant outfit for the event.

"I forgot to"..., Dhairya said, who was munching on an apple, amused by the mess his wife had created.

Aashika glared at him.

"Aren't you doing all this specifically to trouble me?", she remarked

"Of course I am wife...", he retorted.

She finally took out a beautiful bottle green organza saree, elegant and classy.

She quickly went inside the closet avoiding her husband who was now looking at her choice with distaste.

Once inside she started draping the saree around her slender frame. Making delicate plates she tucked them together securing it with a pin and kept an open pallu.

Then she applied a light makeup highlighting her already detailed features making her look spectacular.

She paired her outfit with golden heels , and a diamond necklace set. Giving herself a last look in the mirror, she stepped out of the closet.

Dhairya was standing near the vanity table applying hair gel. He was now dressed in a bottle green suit.

"You .... why are you twinning with me?", Aashika exclaimed gaining his attention.

"Excuse me!!"

"Go and change... we can't go like this.", Aashika said.

"Yah you are right, we can't go like this but you are the one who will change not me", Dhairya declared.

"You can't order me around... dumbass", she cursed making him boil with anger.

He turned her towards him grabbing her chin tightly.

"Don't get too comfortable with me. I might act normal lekin iska matlab ye nahi ki mai bhool gya tumne kya kiya tha", his tone held anger and menace.

"You are still the same runaway bride for me whom I would never consider as my wife... better get this into the little brain of yours", he poked her forehead.

"Where do you live in?? A fool's paradise?, you think you have been good to me", Aashika retorted, her face red with anger.

"Tumne mujhe pareshan krne ke alawa kuch nhi kiya hai... aur haa mujhe koi shauk nhi tumhe apna pati maanne ka....... so you can happily mind your own business."

Aashika swatted his hands away, walking out.

Dhairya was infuriated with her behavior but thought to shrug it off for the mean while.

He made his way downstairs. Zain and Inayat had already left.

They too then made their way towards their car and drove off.

They shooting glares at each other time to time even during the ride. The ride was deadly silent.... a silence which could be heard.

within no time they reached the venue.

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The environment of the venue seemed to be extravagantly fake and suffocating. Everyone was smiling but the smiles were actually sugarcoated draggers.

Ngl, I am not a party freak or a fan of business events. I was with Zain who was talking to one of our common clients.

"I never thought you both would marry each other... business rivals or shall I say partner", the man remarked sarcastically.

'BUDDHA SAALA'

Zain's arm encircled my waist pulling me closer as he replied

"Well it wasn't a deal but arrangement.. our parents wanted it and we obliged happily and I must say we are happy with each other.", he then kissed my temple.

'uffff'

The man's face fell, though he wasn't a big of our enemy but in this world a person can't digest other person's happiness.

We then excused our selves as Zain took me to a secluded place muttering-- "This place is full of bastards whom we need to acknowledge unfortunately."....

I nodded at his words further adding ...

"Let's do one thing, I would stay here .. you can meet the clients if you don't mind"

"Yah I guess that's better atleast they won't ask much...", saying so he left.

I was standing their looking around at the almost gloomy enviroment when..

"Ms. Rai... what a pleasant surprise? "
I heard a familiar voice from behind.

"It's Mrs. Oberoi for your information. By the way Mr. Singhania, I heard about your son's sudden disappearance.... and you are still attending a party huh?",the colour of his face drained.

"What the hell are you talking about? He is on a trip", he spat

"I guess his phone isn't rechargeable"

His expressions changed from confused to realisation.
..... that means it's you who..."

"Tch tch .. maybe".

"Kaha hai woh Rai?"

I raised my eyebrows...

"2 hafto baad yaad aai apne bete ki?", I mocked.

His face started burning with rage and angony.

"Tell me where is he", he raised his voice.

"Aawaz neeche!", I snapped...

"Don't forget your place Singhania... and about your son.... tumhe toh uski body bhi nhi milegi",I spoke with an evil glint in my eyes.

"Tervi ki tyari krwalo kl hi hogi shayad.", his eyes were now bloodshot.

"How dare you?!"... he hissed.

"How fvcking dare he.!", I retorted back ...

"Mai tumhare wajood ko khtm kr dungi Singhania!"

"What have I even done to you?"

"Raisinghania !! Naam toh suna hi hoga", I smirked seeing him visibly shiver.

"But... how?"...

"The beginning of the end starts ... apni ulti ginti shuru kr do..."

"Khatm toh tumhara gurur hoga Inayat"

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Meanwhile Aashika...

Aashika was standing besides the bar counter taking slow sips of her cocktail, eying Dhairya who was dancing with his ex girlfriend.

Yes!

Dhairya had a girlfriend in college. After dating each other for around 2 years they realised they weren't made for each other so they mutually broke up.

Shanaya, his girlfriend was a typical bitchy, blond chick who unpredictably showed up today and now was dancing with her husband.

The thought itself burned her with jealousy. Her hold on her glass tightened as she say Shanaya whispering something into his ear which made him laugh.

"Waiter, bring me a shot of vodka plz", she exaggerated her sentence a little.

*shot*
'Ye kutti aurat mere pati ko kyu chu rhi hai'

*shot*
'Surpnakha si ... angrezan'

*shot*
'Maine apne pati ko kabhi hug nhi kiya aur isse dekho angoor ki daal ki trh chipti hui hai'

*shot*
'Hat ja saali'

*shot*

'Bas bohot ho gya'

Now that she was extremely drunk, she started taking slow yet unbalanced steps towards the duo, picking up a glass of wine from the tray in the midway.

And then you might have guessed.

*splash*

"Author: aise kaise.... kha gye na dhokha"

She splashed the glass of wine on Dhairya's suit.

Dhairya's eyes widened as he looked up at Aashika zoned out for a moment. Soon his confusion changed to anger.

"Are you blind?", he spoke with gritted teeth trying to suppress his frustration in order not to create a scene there.

"I AM SORRY Dh.. dh ARYA", she stumbled..

Dhairya's eyes popped out as she hugged him infront of Shanaya.

"I didn't want .. want too ... uhmm", she formed incoherent sentences.

Dhairya was embarrassed noo... he wasn't... he rather was shocked seeing her state.

"Aashika come with me ..", he held her shoulder leading her towards the rest room. Once inside, Dhairya pinned her to the wall.

Aashika slowly looked at him smiling. Dhairya got enchanted seeing her beautiful honey brown complexion glowing even in the dim light.

"Finally us chudail se peecha choota", she mumbled, encircling her arms around his neck making herself steady.

"Huh", he was surprised, both by her actions and words.
His hands itched to hold her by her waist, but he didn't.

"Dhairya", she called his name softly.

"Bolo", Dhairya urged, his tone surprisingly soft as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

She trailed her finger down his jawline to his neck making his breath hitch.

"Stop!", his voice came out as a mere whisper.

"Dhairya... you are soo divine", she placed her lips on his jaw trailing lower to his neck.

He took a sharp breath in response to her soft touches. His hand instinctively went to her waist holding her tightly.

Aashika rested her forehead against his, her warm breath falling on his face.

"Aashika!", Dhairya whispered her name.

"This isn't right", he tried to separate himself from her.

"Please", her voice was needy yet so seductive that it made him shiver.

Their face was close with hardly an inch's gap in between.
Aashika inched her face forward brushing her lower lip with his.

For a moment both froze on their places. Dhairya's eyes closed shut for a few seconds registering the feel of her lips. But then he realised what he was doing and pulled back.

"This is wrong Aashika", he said firmly creating some distance between them.

"I am y..yo..your... wi..wife".. She said closing the distance between them hugging him by his waist.

Dhairya reluctantly put his arms around her, embracing her petite frame into his. He sighed putting his chin on her head. They stayed in this position for what felt like eternity.

"Aashika", Dhairya called her out, but she didn't respond.

He pulled away slightly only to find her sleeping on his chest.

"Oh god she slept... ab mai kya kru ..??", he thought of getting out of the place earlier than he had expected. He picked her up in bridal style making his way out of the venue from the back gate.

He made his way towards the parking lot with a drunk sleeping beauty all cuddled to his chest which made his cold heart flutter slightly.

As they approached the car, Dhairya put her down still holding her by waist. Opening the back seat of the car he made Aashika sleep inside in a sitting position securing her with a seatbelt.

Once she was settled, he saw her serene face which would definitely change after she wakes up. He looked at her shining features, starting from the big lotus like eyes which were closed, his eyes travelled to her sharp nose, plum lips which were pulling him towards her to just take a taste of a 'forbidden fruit', 'his forbidden fruit'. His eyes further admired her sleeping form which looked insatiable questioning his sanity. He realised his hearbeat taking a plunge as her eyelids fluttered open. She slowly opened her eyes, but was still sleep stricken. Upon looking at Dhairya she gave a faint smile muttering a few incoherent words which weren't clear . Something like--- 'mine', 'finally'.

Dhairya looked away unable to stand her gaze which was actually Alluring.

She again closed her eyes, drifting back to the wonderland.

Dhairya leaned down, gently kissing her forehead muttering...

"My wife", as he let out a faint almost recognisable smile.

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Dhairya unlocked his penthouse, while Aashika was still sleeping in the car. Once the door was wide open he jogged back to the car bringing her out of the back seat ofc in his arms.

Once inside the apartment he took her to his  exclusive bedroom, gently tugging her to the bed. As soon as her back hit the bed, she snuggled into the comfort of comfy mattress.

Dhairya smiled, shaking his head. He went inside the closet taking out fresh pair of trousers to change. He discarded his wine-drenched shirt into the laundry. Taking a quick shower he changed into black trousers, ditching to wear a tshirt.

He came outside to find Aashika sleeping soundly. He went near her caressing her hair one last time before sleeping. She snuggled into the warmth of his hand muttering something under her breath. Dhairya noticed she was a little uncomfortable and was breathing shallow muttering something which wasn't recognisable.

Then she said something which shook him to the core. His smile fell replaced by an unbelievable look.

His hands fell from her hair as he tried to comprehend her words.

Aashika didn't wake up that night and Dhairya, he couldn't sleep that same night.

The night continued with her soft snores and his continous twist and turns as he tried to digest her words.

And as we say half a knowledge is always dangerous... lets see what happens.

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2500 words peeps

And this marks the end of ch 6

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Something big is gonna happen now .. stay tuned ..

Till then

Tata

Yours
Praya
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