She moved out of the school building. Of course, it was very tiring to study as well as work at the same time but she wanted to have her own cash. Asking money from her parents at 23 was very weird for her and uncomfortable as well.

"Good Afternoon, Ma'am", One of her students wished her making her pass a smile to him wishing him back. She did prepare her to-do list for the day, she just need to review it after reaching home.

She looked up at the sky to find the weather pleasantly great for the day. The white clouds moving slowly in the blue sky with the light breeze and little sunlight made the day more beautiful. She held the shrug closer feeling a little cold. She chose to walk sometimes as a part of her exercise.

She took a sharp turn moving in a less crowded somewhat deserted street pushing her long hair behind her ear feeling the cold breeze on her face smiling softly. She always felt at peace in nature and this place was covered with nature only.

With the green park on one side and the beautiful artificial lake on the other side. She was happy with her life. She didn't like to feel free. It always made her feel beautiful when she would have things lined up one after the other.

In the starting, it was difficult for her to handle a saree but in the school in which she was working, it was compulsory to wear a saree for the teachers and she didn't have any problem with it as well. She moved ahead only to hear an agonizing scream from a nearby place. She looked around checking if her oversensitive ears heard the right thing when she heard another scream making her eyes wide. She moved in the direction of the sound still making sure she wasn't in trouble.

She peeked in the slightly dark street which was dark because of the shadows of the trees around. She looked one last time but found nothing weird.

"You are again overthinking", her mind told her making her nod her head.

She turned to move when she heard a gunshot sending shiver down her spine. The gunshot was accompanied by a loud scream. She looked back to find a man running with his right leg bleeding.

Her lips parted looking at him as a man wearing a black overcoat shoot him in another leg making her cup her face to stop her screams. Tears blurred her vision as she looked at the young man falling on his knees.

"I don't think little girls should roam around like this in such an unsafe place", she heard suddenly when her eyes were frozen on the guy withering in pain. She looked up only to find the man who was in the shadows till now in front of her eyes making her shout as she took steps back stumbling on her steps but still managing to keep standing.

Her eyes fall on the gun in his hands before looking at him.

"Why did you kill him?", she asked not able to stop herself as he leaned his head to the left still looking at her with a cruel smirk.

"Because he is not important to me", he answered making her look at him with teary eyes.

"I consider you really very courageous to stand in front of me and ask me questions even after seeing what I can do", he asked amusingly as she shook her head.

"Please don't hurt me. My family is waiting for me back at home", she asked in a small shaky voice.

"Leave before I change my mind", he stated the next moment making her stare at her face not believing his words. Her eyes fell back on the man who was still wincing in pain.

"Did I ask you to look around?", he asked making her look back at his sharp features making her gulp. She turned to leave only to hear him again.

"I don't think you are stupid enough to open your mouth in front of everyone", he told her making her shiver.

"Even if you are thinking so, just remember I would come for you the moment you tell anyone about me", he told her increasing her hold on her purse,

She ran away as fast as she can without looking back. The moment she made sure she was at a safe distance from him, she fall to her knees taking support of the wall behind her cupping her face sobbing loudly not able to save a poor soul to save herself.

"Get inside", she heard the same voice making her shiver as she looked up to find the same man standing leaning on an expensive black car. She shook her head as he came closer to her sitting on his one knee in front of her, he removed the hair sticking on her face gently tucking them behind her ear.

"Needed to make sure, your mouth is shut", he whispered smirking at her as she shivered under his touch.

"What a scared little thing you are?", he asked loving how fear covered her beautiful face.

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"What are you doing?", she asked scared looking at him as he brushed his shirt off his body showing off his well-muscled body to her making her gulp.

"What do you think I am doing, Tara?", he asked in an angry tone.

"You say I chose the wrong one. Can I ask how can you say that? Did I ever make you feel unloved?", he asked hovering over her making her gulp again.

"I think we should have a talk", she said trying to move away from him when he pulled her on top of him making her hair fall around their faces acting as a curtain keeping them away from the outside world.

"I would love to have a talk like this", he said with a smirk on his face seeing the redness of her cheek.

He held her hand putting it over his heart.

"Can you feel it, Tara", he asked looking at her face as her eyes moved to his face not wanting to look at his hairy chest. She was never this close to him. She could feel the heat radiating from his body and the sensation she was feeling touching his chest, his heart was beating so fastly.

"I didn't want my heart to do anything other than pumping blood. But you changed everything", he told her cupping her face.

"I don't want to see you in pain. I don't feel good saying these things to you. But you hiding your problems from me only tell me, you think I am weak to not understand your problems", she told him closing her eyes feeling his rough touch on her soft cheek.

"My past is something I would never share with you because I don't want you to feel pity for me. I don't want you to worry for me because of some pity. I want you to love me on your own", he told her kissing her cheek softly.

"If you want me to celebrate my birthday, I would do that happily", he told her looking at her intently.

"I don't want to force anything on you", she whispered softly. He held her jaw making her look at him.

"Baby, throughout these years, I didn't have any reason to be happy but if you want us to spend sometimes like a happy couple on my birthday, we can surely give it a go", he told her making her pout.

"Aren't we a happy couple?", she asked him making him smile.

"I don't know you tell me. Are we happy?", he asked teasing her a little bit.

"Now you are using your birthday to blackmail me", she said making him smirk.

"I never told you I will play fair", he told her making her blush.

"Now, when we are going to celebrate my birthday, can I get a birthday kiss from my little wife", he asked making her slap his shoulder.

"Dhat...", she spoke pushing him away which made him hover her kissing her to his heart content.

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"Chiya, why are you looking so disturbed?", her cousin asked her finding her elder sister very much lost.

"Nothing", she mumbled playing with her click pen looking outside of her room from the window. The thing she saw a murder happening in front of her eyes was breaking her delicate heart.

"Par Didi", Aaina asked Chiya when Chiya shook her head.

"Please leave me alone, Aaina", Chiya spoke which made her sigh before leaving.

"Close the door", Chiya ordered softly while Aaina followed. Chiya sighed opening the wall-size sliding window moving to the balcony looking down feeling the cold breeze around her making her have goosebumps. She removed her clutch holding her hair in a bun making her long hair fall down.

The sky was getting darker with the black clouds. The news said it will be a thunderstorm but it wasn't something that troubled Chiya. She always loved rainy weather but today there was a thunderstorm inside her.

She held the glass railing tightly as she breathed deeply pushing her long hair back, she leaned on the railing. She couldn't help when the warm tears started trailing down her cold face. Her breathing got heavier as she cried cupping her face.

She heard the sound of tires scratching which made her look down to find a black car outside her home. She looked at it with a frown when the window glass went down and an elbow came into her view.

She couldn't help but look at the person as he looked up stealing all her breaths. She looked at him with fear before shaking her head as she took a few steps back. He made an action with his two fingers pointing at his eyes than at her telling her that he was keeping eyes on her.

She ran inside immediately making him smirk.

"Chiya Gahlawat, It would be nice playing with you", he whispered as the window glass came up. He asked the chauffeur to drive away as his eyes glued to the window where he saw her.

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"You didn't have to do this", he told her as she kept the cake in front of him.

"You asked me not to invite anyone, I did that. At least we both can celebrate", she told him playing the candles on the cake.

"There is nothing to celebrate on this day. I did nothing good to anyone when I took birth", he told her staring at her angelic face.

"This is only misunderstanding you are having. I can't say anything about anyone but I want to celebrate this day because it's my husband's birthday", she told him.

"We can celebrate it in bed as well", he proposed making her look down with a blush covering her cheek.

"Cut the cake please", she said still looking down. She always felt weird things jumping in her stomach when he would speak like this with her.

"I still think the bed option would've been better", he teased her making her cover her face with her hands.

"I will not talk to you if you won't stop talking like this", she told him.

"It's my birthday, I can do whatever I want", he told her in an authoritative voice.

"It's not like you behave otherwise on any other day", she told him as he held the knife with her cutting the cake. He made her eat it making her smile.

She cut another piece before offering it to him. He looked at the cake piece then in her eyes before eating licking the cream from her fingers making her smile disappear as her cheek started heating up. She didn't want things to go in that direction but he wasn't leaving anyway for her.

He looked at her with so much intensity that it was difficult for her to keep sitting in front of him.

He took some cream from the plate before rubbing it on her cheek then neck making her look at him with shock not knowing what he was up to but his eyes were making her toes curl as she gulped softly.

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