Arjun's POV

Radhika should consider herself lucky that I am monogamous in nature. I might have sown wild oats in my past but now I am totally committed to my family. I can't wait to hold my little boy in my hands. He sure is going to take after his father but I will like him to have his mother's eyes. I don't think so he should take anything from her nature otherwise he will have a very hard time surviving in this dark world. He must grow up to be coldhearted, unmerciful and a devil in the skin of man just like his father. Then and only then can he rule this empire created by his father.

I love Radhika. I really really do but people like her are often at the receiving end of suffering. I fight back and take back what is rightfully mine but Radhika is forgiving and she lets go of things. If there was a male version of Radhika then I will call that man pathetic!

I know she cares about me a lot and I have noticed it lately. Whether it is ironing my clothes and folding them or giving me my black coffee in the morning without fail, she does everything to ensure that there is peace between both of us. I like it in fact I love it. I just want her to say it on my face once. Also I saw her getting jealous of a woman swooning over me is a give away of her feelings.

I close the distance between us and take her sweet face in my hands," You knows it's only you baby." This the face I want to wake up to every morning. The face of my beloved! I kiss her forehead with pure affection.

She takes me by surprise when I feel the softest peck of her lips on mine. I hold her face in place as I begin ravishing her lips dry. I tug on her lips with my teeth as my tongue unravels the sweetness of her mouth.

I think a lot a woman could tell from the way a man kisses her. I was once told by a woman after I kissed her for the first time, she can write on stamp paper that I am good in bed. I am so delighted that I took my wife's first kiss and her both virginities. When I think about my first kiss then it was with a much older woman. Of course my first fuck was Lily no denying in that. Still my first kiss is something that makes me regret as to why it had to be with that old hag!

FLASHBACK

I drove to Lara's house on pretense of teaching her electronics but only we knew that what we were going to do behind closed doors. I think Lara was very fuckable and I knew being the cheerleader of the football team of our college gave her all the attention that she wanted. There wasn't a guy in college who did not lust after Lara.

She took me inside and leaned on me to kiss me but I turned my face away. Let's tease her a bit. I know she is a virgin as she told me she did not like a man enough to lose her innocence to him until of course she met me. Well we could be the hot topic in college. The captain  of the football team and the lead cheerleader of the college have something going on between them. Hahaha nothing serious actually I just needed to have sex with someone and she was a willing participant. Mark had send me well prepared with a packet of condoms in my back pocket. You always have to have a net to trap those swimmers. I don't want a baby, do I?!

I had made it clear in the beginning that we will not get romantically involved with each other. She knows I am not boyfriend material and that just works fine with her.

"So you are playing hard to get?!" She asked me with raw hunger in her eyes.

"Yeah you know what an ace player I am on field but now you will know what an ace I am.." I paused and leaned closer to her ear," in bed."

"Hello Arjun." A female's voice startled both of us.

" I am Lara's mom. What can I get for you?! Tea, coffee or should I make a drink?!"

This is unfuckingbelievable! She is lara's mother. She doesn't look a day older than thirty. If I thought Lara is very hot then her mom is one of those models on a fashion magazine cover. I shake off those incest thoughts as I feel she could be of my mamma's age and I shouldn't be thinking of her in such a way.

"Hello Mrs Dashwood." I greet her with a smile.

"Call me Rachel." She forwards her hand to me to kiss on it and as I do so, I realise she is giving me a sultry smile.

Fuck! She is married right?! I saw that big diamond on her ring finger so I know that she is unavailable.

"Where is Mr Dashwood?!" I ask as I look around myself to find this MLF's husband.

"He is on a tour, Arjun." Lara answers my question as she gets me my drink.

I usually drink only with Mark but I think if two women are going to drink so I can't have myself emasculated or earn the reputation of a school going guy who drinks coke.

"Arjun, I will just be back in two minutes. Why don't you sit with mom and chat a bit?!" Lara says as she scurried away before I could stop her.

This is fucking awkward! What do I even know to talk to a thirty year old woman?! If it had been a man then it would be okay. We could have had a men talk but how do I talk to this woman who I can't even look in the eye without getting a boner?!

"Lara was telling me you are the captain of the football team and you are also very good in studies." She starts a conversation.

"Yeah I just like to be the best." I reply shortly.

"That you are." She says and closes the distance between us," The best but I think you have a bad choice. I know you and Lara wanted to fuck today under the pretence of studying but do you really want to fuck a skinny girl like her?! Common you can do better than this." She said seductively as she ran her hand on my bicep.

"You are married." I protest as I jerk off her hand.

"So what honey?! Common don't tell me you believe in all this. Believe me Arjun, just give me a chance and you will keep coming back to me again and again." She inched her face closer to mine and slammed her lips on mine.

Fuck! She really knows how to kiss and bliss a man! I angled her face and started kissing her with fervour. I didn't cared if Lara walked in on us kissing in the hall but all of sudden I picturized my mother's face in my head. Her tearful look when she saw my father fucking with another. Her pain when my father married his mistress. Fuck! I can't do this!

I pushed her away as far as I could without hurting her," NO! You are married and you belong to your husband."

She closed up on me again," I am not happy with my husband. He is not what I want."

I glare at her," That's not important whether you like him or you don't, he is your husband. A husband is a wife's God. If your husband hurts you or betrays you then it breaks your heart but if you pull the same shit on him then it's okay for you, isn't it?! It doesn't matter if you don't love him or he doesn't love you. He is your husband and husband is next to God. That's it! End of the story."

I stare at her coldly," You are a characterless woman! I hate sluts like you! Your husband is working hard overseas and here you want to warm the beds of men half your age. Disgusting!" I swiftly head towards the door," If you are smart you won't tell a word about this to Lara. Tell her I had some urgent work so I left. I will call her maybe." Saying so, I stormed out not before closing the door with a bang.

END OF FLASHBACK

I am brought back to reality when I feel Radhika's hand weaving in my hair, caressing my hair. Fuck! Did I really had to remember all this today?! Why can't I just forget every women I fucked before my wife?! Mrs Dashwood was my first kiss and it was because of her, I severed ties with Lara in past as she reminded me of her slutty mother due to the strong resemblance between them and the mistake I made that night.

I am so fucking thankful that I didn't give into my urge to fuck her that night. It's easy being the man who fucks another's wife but it's difficult being the husband of that wife. I finally have understood it as I am a husband myself. Even the fucking thought of Radhika going to some other man burns me alive! I will fucking strangle her to death if she even thinks about it but I know my baby is nothing like that Mrs Slutty Dashwood. She will prefer taking her life but will never cheat on me. I love my baby so much for the good wife in her.

I just want to show her that there will not be a day in her life when she will feel I cannot satisfy her. I move one of my hand to her breast and I feel them filling up nicely now that she is pregnant. Earlier she had small but perkier breast but now they are getting bigger and I fucking love it. I start to squeeze her breast hard but that vixen slaps my hand away.

She breaks our kiss and pushes me a bit away. I stare at her with ire in my eyes. Our breaths come out in hard and fast pants. I finally regain my composure," What?!" I harshly say. Why she had to push me away?!

"The door...its not closed." She weakly protest.

I finally see sense in her words as I turn my attention to the door that is open," Yeah."

Fuck! I feel like a hormonal teenager right now. I don't care if anyone sees me without a thread on my body but I will be doomed if anyone gets to see my Radhika stark naked. Her beauty is only for my eyes! I can't wait to have that beautiful body in my arms again.

I look at my baby who is fixing her hair right now. I kiss the tip of her nose," I can't wait to take you home." I say in a husky tone full of desire.

She looks at me with the same desire in her eyes," Even I can't wait to go home." She says in a shy tone.

One moment she is all smiles and blush and the next moment she looks sad! Fuck! What the fuck is wrong with this woman?! I think there should be some book on how to understand woman. Trust me understanding one is even tedious than rocket science.

I hold her chin between my index finger and thumb," What's wrong baby?!"

"I am just scared."

Scared! Scared of what?! She has no reason to be scared when she has me to take care of her.

"Scared of what?!" I ask her calmly.

"You know I have seen people fall out of love so many times in my life. What if you..." She trails off as she looks down at her feet.

Fall out of love?! What the fuck is this in and out of love?! Is this some kind of joke?! I don't know about others but I know it from inside that I will never stop loving Radhika. I feel if you feel that you are no more in love with  a person that means you were fucking with yourself when you believed that you ever were in love with that person. My mom couldn't stop loving my fucking father even when he cheated on her before her own eyes and she hated herself for she couldn't hate him. My love for my baby is wild, insane and infinite! I can hit her if I get very angry but I will never leave her.

" You are stupid to be worried about that. My love is infinite baby. When I love someone then that is forever. My love doesn't have an expiry date baby!" I say with conviction in my tone.

I feel miffed by her doubts about my love. What the fuck?! She doubts my love. Does she not know what effect she has on me?! I feel like giving her a tight slap for even letting this stupid thoughts get to her but I know I mustn't.

I press her jaw tight as I squeeze her chin little more harshly than I should. Fuck! Arjun, Stop! She is pregnant. A tiny voice inside me snaps me out of my pissed mood. I let of her chin in instance. I should keep this violent side of me in check otherwise I will end up hurting my baby really badly.

"What if you get bored of me?!" She asked me in a insecure tone.

Another stupid question! Sometimes I feel why women even entertain such useless thoughts?! Like seriously, if only a woman understood what goes inside a man's head and vice versa. Life would be easy. Bored! Yeah bored, My ass!

I have spend more than ten years of my life fucking women I didn't give a damn about. Why?! Because that's how I would have my release. My schedule was work, kill, fuck and sleep. For years I did the same and I was bored of it. Even when I was doing all this things there was a constant nagging in my head that I needed something more. I didn't knew what that something more was until of course Radhika happened to me. I needed a secured family life with a wife and children. A home that I would come back to. My wife waiting in doorway with her hand on her pregnant swollen belly as she stands there to welcome me home. My little ones running towards me and the hyms of daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy surrounding me. Me lifting my little one in the air and tossing him in the air only to catch him back in my arms and his bubble like giggles soothing my ears. Will I ever get bored of fantasizing this things?! No fucking way!

I cup her face and lift her chin to make her look nowhere but into my eyes,"Bored of you?! I won't ever get bored of you. Listen baby I have seen the world more than you will ever see. I have been with a lot of women and none of them could hold my interest for too long. Even the most beautiful girl would seem plain and boring to me the other day. I was like that. I think I have to keep my boredom at bay otherwise it will start affecting my work and I cannot afford that. I wasn't emotionally attached to any of them. None of them could achieve what you have without even trying. I cannot get bored of you because you are real not like others. You are not desperate neither a whore nor a golddigger. You are you, my Radhika. You are all things I ever wanted in a girl. You make me wish to come back home. Months ago I use to come back to an apartment that was painted black just like my soul but now I die to come back to you because you give me hope of normalcy which is very hard to find in the kind of life I live. You are going to give me my first child and you should be only thinking about this baby nothing else. Stop over thinking things." I reassure her and peck her forehead.

"I have to complete the formalities so I will be back in some time."

To my surprise, she loops her arms around my neck and places a sloppy kiss on my cheek," Come back soon."

I look her in the eye," I will love."

I complete the formalities as fast as I could so I could take my wife home. Finally we are in the car sitting beside each other in the backseat. I have already instructed the driver to drive slow and smooth otherwise I will have his neck! My baby is carrying another baby. I must take care, shouldn't I?!

As we drive inside the property and green meadows surround us, I know we reached home. Someday I will give Radhika a tour around the whole Mehra property. I get out of the car and walk to her side to open her door. She gives me a warm smile as she places her hand in mine. I hold her hand in one hand while I support her shoulder with the other. I know she must be having sore feet as it is common in pregnancy. Doctor had already advised me about this.

I see Sam and Mariam waving at us as they stood on the threshold of our mansion. I had already called Sam and told her that Radhika felt unwell so I took her to the hospital. She had freaked out when she got to know that and I wondered what my sister will do if she heard the real story?!

I love the relationship that has formed between Radhika and Sam. They are as thick as theives. I thought after Lily came back somehow Sam will be drawn towards her more because she looked up to Lily in her childhood. She would wear the same colour which Lily wore when she was six. Braid her hair just the way Lily braided her hair. Lily would play with my sister for hours without getting bored. Even I would lose my temper with little Sam sometimes but Lily would always be patient with her. I think their age difference has finally caught up with them. Radhika and Sam are just not in the same age group, they are of same age so I think that works wonders between them.

I see Lily standing in her balcony. I wave at her and it brings back some memories of our childhood. She and I were neighbours so she would stand in the balcony of her house and when my father's car would come inside the property, I would arch my head out of the window and wave at her as she would do the same. Sometimes I wish we could be what we were in our childhood without this fucking awkwardness between us. I know for a fact that you cannot go back to being best friends after you had sex with  your best friend. It's sad but I must learn to live with it. What if Lily we had not lose our control that night?! She smiled at me and Radhika but there was a sadness in her eyes. I believe it was because even she was thinking about our childhood.

Arjun, can you do anything about the past?! Just forget it now and move on. It's not like you forced Lily that night, did you?!

I wrap my hand around my baby to connect to my present and future and detach myself from the past memories. She is smiling at Lily and Lily returns her smile with one of her own. So finally there is peace between them.

After we all have settled in, I order someone to heat the milk. This is something we have followed right from the day I got to know my baby is pregnant. She hates it but she has to suck it up. I take the glass of milk to my room in one hand and push open the door with another hand. I see wifey is all smiles in the bed perhaps waiting for me to join her in the bed. Soon darling but first you must have your milk.

I give her the glass,"Baby here is your milk now common down in one go."

This has become my standard line since one month. I always hand her the glass of milk and say the same thing every time. She is starting her second month now so we have to pay extra attention to the diet she takes.

"I don't feel like drinking it today." She gives me a fleeting pout.

I almost give in everyday but then my eyes travel down to her baby bump and I restrain myself from falling for those puppy eyes and cute pouts she makes.

"That you say everyday but you know you have to."

"Can I please skip this today?! Just for today please." She is giving me those cute puppy dog eyes but I will not budge from my responsibility.

"No you know it's not happening so stop making faces and down in one go." I make her hold the glass.

"Arjun..." She starts to protest but I don't spare her a chance as I thrust the glass of milk in her sassy mouth and hold the back of her head so she cannot escape.  She finally starts drinking and I sign. I always have to do this or she won't drink it all by herself but it's okay anything for my baby.

Once she is done l let go of both her hand and head. I give her a winning smirk, "See you create fuss over this unnecessarily everyday." I say as I  place the now empty glass on the side table.

She sits all put out and doesn't even wipe the corners of her lips that have remnants of milk. She looks like a cute kitten right now. Only difference is cats love milk and my baby hates it. I wipe her mouth with the back of my hand. This is so amazing and unreal at the same time. Have I ever taken care of someone so much?! I haven't even taken care of myself that much but I love looking after her. She is so precious to me just like a doll is to a little girl.

She eyes me with ire," I hate you." She shows me her index finger to insinuate that she is angry, very angry!

Well I will not take this insolent attitude for ensuring her welfare and health. I am just doing what is best for her and my baby, ain't I?!

"Really?! Let's see what you hate me for?! For taking care of you and my child. Is that so baby?! Then you can hate me as much as you want but I will do what I am supposed to do." I give her a smug smile.

I thought we will have sex but then she is angry so I discard the idea. Although I know I can have her under my mercy and make her beg for a release but then I am angry too. I don't like it when she gives me attitude like that. She is going to be a mother. Shouldn't she think about the child first?!

I lie down next to her and close my eyes. I am so fucking hard and it's difficult to sleep without fucking. Just as I am about to turn my back on her, she snuggles in my chest. My first thought is to still turn my back on her and let her feel guilty for the rest of the night but then when I look at those brown eyes and well sculpted mouth, I give in. I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her closer until we are nose to nose. I

"So you don't hate me anymore." I husked. 

"I don't hate you it's just that I am starting to feel you are treating me like a child rather than your wife." She says.

Child?! Well you are just 22 and already with a baby, my baby. You are still a child yourself, so fucking innocent and you are already going to give birth to my baby. You are a baby still and I wish you remain the same for as long as you can. I get it she doesn't like to be treated like a kid so I try a different approach with her.

I kiss her forehead," Are you complaining?! You are carrying my baby so just take it as if it's the baby I am treating like my child." I pause as I gauge her reaction. I continue,"Hey! You shouldn't complain! I, the Arjun Mehra has become your personal nurse. You know I haven't taken care of anyone the way I take care of you." I say with sheer honesty in my voice.

Out of blue she starts laughing at something she thought was funny. I suspect she is laughing at me.

"Laughing at your husband. Not nice!"
I try to act as displeased I could pretend to be.

"I think it's fun sometimes." She says as she fights another giggle from her mouth.

I stare at her icily to scare her. Let her think I am going to hit her. She looks at me with fear in her eyes and I feel like laughing at her state now. I suddenly get an amazing idea to punish her for making fun of me. I start tickling her in places wherever I could. She burst into fits of giggles as she changes sides on the bed to escape me but I lie on top of her and hold her prisoner under my body.

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"Laugh more, laugh more." I grin evil.

"Ah please no please....I am sorry please." She begs me and I realise I like her begging so I continue to tickle her more.

"This isn't fair." She says in a babyish tone as she finally gets relief from my tickling.

"Who said it's always going to be fair?!" I smirk.

To my surprise she tries to tickle me but she doesn't know I am not ticklish.  I was tickled as a child by mamma but then when I did not feel anything so she gave up.

"I am not ticklish baby. My mom use to try but I didn't feel anything so she gave up." I tell her.

"Have you tickled anyone before?!" She asked me.

Why do I smell jealousy here?! I think she is thinking about me and Lily together. That is just a guess. Anyways I did not tickle anyone before because I think it's too personal on so many levels. Of course Lily and I had our camaraderie but then we would not invade eachother's personal space. I would still knock on the door of her room and ask for her permission before entering even after fucking her the previous night and vice versa. I had drawn some lines between us that I thought was necessary at that period of time.

"No I think it's too personal on so many levels." I tell her truthfully.

She smiled clearly glad to know that I didn't tickle anyone before her.

I don't call her a cat just like that. She does get jealous just like a cat  gets jealous when she feels short of affection.

"Then you must also respect my personal space."

You have a personal space?! I think that was the funniest thing I heard. There is nothing called personal between you and me. You are mine so I have every right to do anything and everything with you.

"Oh yeah?! I will show you what is personal space." I start tickling again and she pushes against me to escape me.

I finally have mercy on her as I feel its enough for today. I hold her in place and take off my shirt. I lower myself over her body without putting my whole weight on her as I support my body on my hands. I start kissing her with new vigor and my hands roam around on her body. My hands pull her sleeves down but my eyes continue to hold her shy gaze. I pull the zipper of her dress down from behind and pull it off her from front. She just stares at me and says nothing. I just wish I could know what is she thinking at the moment.

I take off the clutcher that had tied her hair together. What a beauty, she is! I wish I could paint her on canvas. Naked! She lowers her eyes perhaps in alluring shyness. Fuck! She kills me with this shyness. That is what drives me crazy about her. She is such a charismatic woman.

I start kissing her from the nape of her neck to her cleavage and she moans throwing her head back as her fingers dig in my hair. Her other hand rest on my neck as it moves down to my back, caressing my back with her soft touch. I remember our first night when she tried to escape me by scratching me and bragging her long nails where ever she could until I tied her hands. I am mesmerized by the transition in her touch.

I peek at her nuptial chain that sits high on her neck and for a moment I wonder how that old Radhika looked without it. She looked very pretty indeed either way. I start to unhook her nuptial chain to have a peek at her form bare without any ornaments. She quickly protested as she circled my fist with her fingers curling around my wrist.

"No." She quietly whispered as she clutched the chain tightly in her little fist as if protecting it.

So she doesn't want me to remove it off her. I remember how I had given her shit for trying to take off the nuptial chain after our wedding. I realise how she has blended into my life completely that she doesn't want me to remove the chain from her body.

I lean in and kiss it to show her that I am not going to take it off. She finally relaxes and let's go off my hand. I feel enamoured with her everything. She is so beautiful both inside and out. When I saw her first, all I saw was the pretty face and luscious figure but now I don't see her just as a beautiful object but something more. What I see in her I have not seen in any women. I realise today there will be no fucking as I am in a perfect mood for lovemaking. Of course I prefer a hard and fast fuck that is rough more than the sweet loving but today is different. I am consumed with this desire to show her what she means to me.

She glances at me curiously as she perhaps would have realised that I am thinking something deep. She touched my face softly as she gives me a questioning look. I shake my head and kiss her hand. This is what I love about us that we have that connection not just on physical level. Our minds know it, our bodies know it, our eyes know it.

"You are a very beautiful woman, Radhika. You took my breath away the first time I saw you." I say honestly.

"So did you." She replies spontaneously and bites her lower lip the next moment when she realised what a juicy piece of information she dropped.

"I did?! Well that's news to me. What did you first notice when you saw me first?!" I ask her as she has made me more curious about her first opinion about me.

"That you are very tall." She smiled as she was perhaps reliving that moment in her mind.

"What else?!" I probe her more.

"You are very good looking." She says shyly.

"But remember you called me giant and monster and what not. I don't remember you saying that I am good looking." I tease her.

"You know you are. Why should I tell you?!" She pokes her tongue out.

"This isn't fair. Tell me more."

"Who said it will always be fair?!" She mimics my earlier words.

I turn my face away slightly chided by her but she turns my face towards her with her hand," What did you think about me when you know, you saw me first."

"That is not all clean thoughts."

"Still tell me please."

"Why don't we just continue with what we were doing?!"

She places her hand on my mouth when I lean in to kiss her," No I want to know."

"God! You are so stubborn! Fine! I thought you are beautiful, very beautiful. You have a very sensual figure of a seductress but an innocent face. I wanted to have you in my bed for one night and take you over and over again until you begged me to stop." I replied as I looked her in the eye.

The hurt in her eyes makes me instantly regret my crude words. I shouldn't have spoken about her in such a way but if I were to be honest, whatever I said replicates my thoughts of that day.

"You love my body not me!" She hurts me with her accusation.

"That's not true baby. Common you know it don't put it that way or else I will really get angry with you right now."

She teared up,"For what other reason did you keep me with you in the begginning?! I know revenge is the reason but you could have refrained from having sex with me but you didn't! You could have hurt me by other means but you wanted to have sex with me and you killed two birds by one stone. You got your revenge and you also got me to be your whor..." Before she could complete that word, I slapped her across her face. Hard! The corner of her lip started bleeding from the impact of my tight slap and her cheek marred with red that slowly was turning to a bruise.

She looked shocked for a second as if she froze in her place. I actually realised what I did after doing it. Fuck! I didn't wanted to raise a hand on her. It was just so frustrating having her downvaluing my feelings for her for the third time in the day. I was keeping a count in my head without realising I was. I swear over her and my child that I didn't wanted to slap her. It's just so happened that she went on and on and I couldn't stop myself when she was to utter that word.

She pushed me off her as she got up swiftly from the bed gathering the comforter with her to cover her partial nakedness. She galloped towards the washroom and closed the door before I could reach it.

Fuck! What the fuck have I done!

To be continued.....