Shattered to Be His

28| Love me.

Even the empty road ahead is also fueling the uneasiness washing over my mind. I tried to call him again and again, but he didn't answer a single call.

The way my heart is pounding inside my chest and a strange fear coursing in my nerves, fear of losing him? No, never. I increase the speed without even knowing where I'm going. At the moment, this heavy rain and dark are the reflection of my chaotic mind and heart.

I let out a sigh, my eyes are fixed on the road above and suddenly something clicks in my mind, yes! This is the only way. I pick my phone from the dashboard again, leaving a voice note for him, I turn the car towards the restricted area.

I don't have access to his location but he definitely has mine.

I keep on driving in this dangerous way as I know he will surely come as soon as he sees my location out of the palace, that too, in this area, this time and weather.

He will come, I know.

I bite my bottom lip as the road coming ahead will be completely bumpy and driving at this lane means inviting your own death, but who cares? He does, I know this too.

After almost fifteen minutes, I cross some more distance like this, my eyes snap back to the rear view mirror to glance behind but all I can see is the empty road and darkness which is scaring me now, but this doesn't stop me.

I turn my gaze back to the front and my eyes widen as I see a car heading towards me from the front, it's him, Yes.

A bright smile makes its way on my face and I immediately apply the brakes as he stops his car at a distance and steps out.

I too step out and as the cold rain touches my heated skin, a shiver runs throughout my whole body but this doesn't fade my smile.

As he reaches, his eyes scans me from head to toe for a brief moment. The red saree I'm wearing is now completely soaked and clinging to my body as a second skin, revealing all my curves and I'm not sure if the vermilion is still there or not.

"How dare you step out at this time?" He asks in almost a growl, looking in my eyes with a cold gaze and I can see his jaw clenching which is obvious after my stupid act.

Before I can open my mouth to answer, my gaze shift from his face to the soaked black shirt he is wearing, my eyes widen as I notice blood drops on it. I Rove my eyes throughout him carefully, there's no sign of any wound in his body, then this blood?

I lift my eyes up to his face again and ask with impatience "Ayan this.

. this blood, what were you doing?" My voice shivering as I step near him, blinking to get a clear view of him in between this Heavy rain and dark.

I look at his face carefully, his eyes are red and I can clearly see that he's drunk but he is in his senses.

His expressions remain unaffected as he opens the car's door of my side and orders "Get inside the car and go back home, Now"

"I'm not going anywhere, first listen to me" I insist, holding his tricep and staring at him the same way, in this rain soaking both of us.

He closes his eyes for a moment and I can feel he is controlling his anger but I remain standing as it is, looking at him with desperation. I know I'm infuriating him, but no way I'm going back leaving him like this.

My whole body trembles cause of the sudden loud sound as he punches on the bar behind me and I close my tightly.

"You really love to disobey me, hm?" I hear his cold and emotionless voice again and open my eyes slowly, only to find him towering over my head as he pins me against the car. His voice and devilish gaze are sending chills down my spine.

"Why are you behaving like this? It.. It's your birthday, that's why I just-" I pause as I feel moisture emanating in my eyes and my voice is going heavy for I don't know why as my eyes remain intact to him.

His gaze softens for a moment and without saying anything, he grabs my bare waist and pulls me towards him, scooping me completely in his arms and hiding my frame in his embrace, he buries his face in the curve of my neck and I feel my heart slowing down with his addicting fragrance filling me.

I wrap my arms around his neck in response and my eyes shuts close by themselves with some tears shedding down from them.

The sound of my racing heartbeats starts echoing within my ears as I hear his racing heart, with the sloppy sound of rain drops slipping down our entangled bodies. His closeness is intoxicating and I don't want to think about anything anymore, I just want to feel him, for now and forever.

"Tum boht bure ho, boht zyada" I sob, without detaching. Tears make their way again in my close eyes and I don't have any hold on my emotions at this moment, or maybe I don't want to hold them anymore.

(You are very bad, very bad)

He doesn't say anything, his arms wrapping around my waist in a firm grip as he holds me close to him and his warm breaths are flowing over me.

After a few moments, he pulls away and I stare into his eyes with the same depth and intensity he's looking into mine, my orbs freezes at his sight.

We are still so close that there's almost no distance between our soaked bodies, water droplets slipping down his face to mine as he's leaning on me slightly.

My one hand resting on his shoulder and I place my other hand on his chest, over his heart and I feel his heartbeats against my palm, mirroring my own.

Keeping my eyes intact to him, I ask "Mere kareeb aane se tumhare dil ki dhadkane bhi badh jaati hain?" My voice comes as a mere whisper.

He places his hand on mine over his chest and says "Maut ki had tak"

I feel goosebumps crawling all over my skin with his words and I immediately remove my hand from his chest. A cold shiver jolts down my spine as I feel sudden fear.

"Jise maarne ke liye kabhi khud gun uthayi thi, uski maut ki baat sun ke hi dar gyi, wife?" He sneers, a slight smirk forming over his lips as he tugs the strands of my wet hair clinging to my forehead behind my ear and leans further on my face.

Hearing this, the day when first time I lifted the gun, that too to shoot him rolls up in my mind and my heart clenches, to be honest, it clenched that time too, but this time it's different.

"This is wrong, this.. this feeling is wrong" I murmur, removing my eyes from him but my heart is completely denying my tongue.

"Why are doing this, Every time I- I tried to move away from you, you pulled me closer to yourself.

You are playing with my heart and mind, I hate you" some more tears slides down my cheeks as these words escape my mouth.

He lifts my chin with his finger up to his face and forces me to look back at him as he whispers "But I love you, wife"

My heart skips a beat as I hear this from him, did he just say 'I love you' to me? For a moment, I try to search for any lie or fakeness in his eyes, but again I fail to read them. His eyes are like deep oceans, once you are drowned in them, there's no way to escape.

"What did you say?" I ask with desperation, my eyes not even blinking and my heartbeat quickens like these raindrops shedding down with desperation to touch the ground.

"Exactly what you heard" he says, cupping my face in his hands and his lips nearly touching mine. His voice is slow and intense, just enough to make sensations throughout my body. "I love you"

"You can never love anyone" I mumble, a slight frown forming over my face but deep down I know, to which extent his words are affecting Me.

"That's right, I can never love anyone" He whispers against my earlobe "And you are not from those 'Anyone', you are mine, ever since I saw you, touched you and made you mine. You are mine, for now and forever"

Many things start roaming in my mind at the same time, I was just seventeen when I first heard his name from my brother, and the only feeling I developed for him was hate.

I hated him with all my heart, and when I got to know that It was him with whom I spent that night in intoxication, who kidnapped me, this feeling just increased more and more, after that too, I never pushed him away.

"Your hate is lost over your love for me, amour" His voice brings me out of my thoughts and I look back at him who is already staring at me the same way. His hands slide down from my cheeks to neck. My eyes rove throughout his face, tears shedding down from them becomes faster like my heartbeats.

I love him, I love him more than anything or anyone and this feeling is eating me from inside, it's clouding my senses to insanity.

I don't know if it's right or not, neither do I want to know anything, I want to be his, to love him with everything I have, at this moment and till the last breath of mine.

As we stare into each other's eyes, wrapping his one arm around my waist and lifting me up to him a little, he crushes his lips on trembling lips of mine in a soft kiss.

Every muscle of my body relaxes after feeling the warmth of his lips on mine, his touch, his fragrance and the comfort his presence is providing me.

He pulls my trembling body close to him as he continues to kiss me deeply, making my chest rise and fall with his desperation.

Tears sliding down my close eye lids, mixing with rain water and I tug his hair in my hands tightly as I feel his passion on my lips.

We stay as it is for a few moments, these ice cold rain drops soaking our heated bodies and my feet start trembling at their place as my body can't tolerate more cold than this.

Without pulling away from the kiss, he lifts me in his arms and walks to the car, I wrap my arms around his neck and reciprocate him in the kiss as he opens the door of the driving seat, holding me with his single arm, he sits inside after settling me up on his lap.

My trembling body shrinks in his embrace as I feel my nerves going numb due to the cold, I detach and hide my crimson turned face in his chest, trying to normalise my uneven breath and heartbeats.

His palm and fingers curl over the curve of my bare waist as I move to adjust myself and he whispers in my ear "Don't make me lose my control wife, you are already on my lap"

I pull out my face and stare at him with wide eyes, a slight flush creeps over my cheeks as I realise the position in which I'm sitting on him.

"How do you.. you lose your control so e-easily?" I ask, cocking my brows at him and a sneeze leaves my mouth.

"Cause my wife is so tempting and only she can make me lose my control" he smirks, biting the tip of my nose and I flush on his words, I caress my nose as leans on me and whispers in my ear "anytime, anywhere, with Her single glance"

This man, why is he so flirty? The butterflies in my stomach aren't helping at this moment.

Suddenly, As I hear the loud sound of thunderbolt from outside, I cling back to him immediately as my body is already shivering due to fever engulfing me.

"I want to.. to go home" I manage to say, my voice is barely audible as he hides me in his embrace and starts the car.

I remain quiet with my eyes close throughout the way as I don't have the strength to say anything.

Finally I open my eyes when I feel him lifting me out, resting my head on his shoulder, I stare at him with a slight blurry vision, why is he looking so handsome like this, so perfect and so mine.

I'm not drunk, I still feel like, I want to kiss him, again.

He carries me inside and I glance around, lights are on but no one is in sight, not a single servant or worker. As we reach our room, I look at him who is now looking around himself, following his gaze, I also Rove my eyes around.

After the terrace idea failed, I decorated our room with round big and small candles, fairy lights and roses as I didn't have much time to think of something better.

A beautiful white net canopy surrounding the round bed, decorated with fairy lights cascading a soft soothing glow, with rose petals spreading throughout the mattress.

His face remains the same, ugh, can't he just smile for once, no worries, he looks handsome like this too.

"Put me down" I murmur with impatience and he puts me down, I stand on my tip toes, pressing a kiss against his cheek, I whisper in his ear "Happy Birthday"

I hold his hand to move towards the coffee table to cut the cake but he stops and I turn back to him as he says coldly "First go and change these wet clothes"

Water droplets are dripping from the saree I'm wearing and it's almost revealing my whole body but I don't want to fade my excitement.

"No, first we'll cut the cake" I hiss, trying to push him towards me.

"Go and change right now, otherwise-" He pauses.

"Otherwise?" I ask with curiosity.

"Otherwise the next moment, this saree with each cloth covering this beautiful structure of yours will be on the floor and you with me on that bed you decorated for us, and you know you are not ready for that, right wife" He husks, his desired filled dark eyes sweeping the entirety of my body and his finger sensually moving over my face, I feel something down in my belly again.

"I will change after cutting the cake, please, please Ayan" I make puppy eyes at him who is staring at me with a cold gaze, I take him to the sofa and make him sit.

An exciting smile forming over my lips as I remove the lid from the cake I myself baked for him and hand him the knife to cut it, but just when I'm about to detach, he grabs my wrist and pulls me on his lap.

My hands make their way to his chest and I stare at him as he cuts a piece and brings it close to my mouth and I have it.

"It's so tasty" These words slip out my tongue as its taste melts in my tongue, I never even stepped inside the kitchen and still made this, I'm surely talented.

Suddenly, He leans over my face and suckles the cream from my lips with hunger and I stare at him with wide eyes, after a few moments, he detaches and whispers against my lips "Very tasty"

"I was talking about the cake" I narrow my eyes at him, who is looking at me with a mischievous smirk.

"And I'm talking about the one who made it" He says, his voice low and husky. I can't help but flush at his words and his desire filled eyes are still gawking at me with desperation.

"How do you know I made it?" I ask him with a hint of curiosity and amazement in my voice.

"I know every single thing related to you" He says and I look into his eyes, I feel some different emotions, the ones I never felt before, the ones which I was denying until now, but I no longer want to.

The way my body reacts to his single touch, my heart flutters on his every word and breath hitches with his closeness is undeniable.

He loves me and so do I, that's all matters.

A serene smile lightening up my face and I lean over his face, placing my lips on his, I close my eyes and entangle my fingers within his hair as he lets me suck on his lips to all I want, his one hand caressing my bare waist and another is wrapping around my neck.

I tilt my head and start taking deep breaths, his lips move from my lips to my chin slowly and then neck as he kisses and nibbles on every inch of my sensitive skin, marking it with his hunger and passion and I can't help but clutch his shirt In my hands.

His one hand roams throughout my body freely, setting my already heated skin on fire, and with other, he is holding my neck in a firm grip, making sure not to choke me.

His lips make their way to my chest as he opens the hook of my blouse with his mouth, just then another sneeze leaves my mouth and my whole body shivers.

He pauses at my cleavage and takes a deep breath to control himself, he pulls out his face, looking in my eyes and caressing my neck, he whispers "Go, change and sleep, it's already late"

"Love me" I insist, my slow voice is filled with desires as I cuddle him.

"Not now, Jaan, you aren't well" He says, pressing a kiss against my forehead and caressing my neck the same way.

The urge I'm having to feel him is so undeniable, this isn't lust, this yearning, these feelings are so different, I love him with my soul, my body and every fibre of my being, to the extent that I want to lose myself in him, in the way that I can never be found, I want him to take control over me.

"Please" I request, my voice is a slow whisper as I pull out my face and glare at him with intensity.

"You're gonna regret for this" He says before smashing his lips on mine once again in a hungry kiss, my eyes shuts close. Some tears slide down my eye lids as I feel my numb muscles tensing with his touch.

He removes the pallu of my saree from my body in one stroke and then separates the blouse, revealing my upper body completely to him.

I let myself drown into the intensity of this moment, our moment and start unbuttoning his shirt slowly.

Without breaking our lips contact, as I remove his shirt from his body, he lifts me with his single arm and I wrap my legs around his torso in response.

My burning body is pressing against his hard muscles, sending chills down my spine as he carries me towards the bed.

Opening the canopy, he lays me in bed I stare at him with I don't know what, he turns off the other lights, letting only the soft glow of these canopy lights to stay. The sound of heavy rain and thunder from out colliding against my rag breaths and heartbeats.

I bite my swollen lips in anticipation as he unbuckles his belt while looking into my eyes with his desire filled dark eyes as I'm something he is going to consume, the sound of metal hitting echoes in this silence.

Getting rid of his pants and boxers, he comes up on me, making sure not to put his complete body weight on me.

"Will you be gentle?" I murmur out of nervousness, closing my eyes as he separates the remaining clothes from my body, his lips trail down my neck and his tongue, flicking throughout my soft flesh as he makes his way lower.

He kisses both my breasts and whispers "I'm going to love my woman the way she deserves"

His lips and teeth sensually taste and mark my heated skin with longing and hunger, leaving purple marks all over my neck collarbone and chest and I can't help but fist the mattress tightly in my hands, my breath coming in rags as he continues to devour me.

He takes the nipple of my left tit in his mouth and sucks on it hard, slowly and wildly, while kneading on the other. I clutch his hair in my hands, pulling him closer as the waves of pleasure hits me.

"Ahh.. Aay-ansh" a soft moan leaves my mouth as he bites on my hardened bud, he stops at the valley between my breasts as he sucks the spot wildly, after biting on it.

He brings his face close to mine and I slowly open my eyes to meet with his as he whispers "Ayan, fireheart, it's Ayan for you"

I stare at him with a mix of yearning and nervousness.

He kisses all over my face slowly and intensely, his hands make their way to mine as he opens my clench fists and locks my fingers with his. He makes his way down and places wet kisses all over my belly, I can feel his eyes devouring the entirety of my body like a beast.

My moans and heartbeats fill the silence around us, mixing with rain from outside. He bites on my belly button and I moan.

"Spread your legs wider for me and let me have a taste of what's mine" He groans deeper, holding both my thighs and guiding them to have full access to my cunt. My chest heaving up and down as I part my legs slowly for him.

My whole body shudders as I feel his face burying between my legs as he suckles and licks on my clit slowly and pleasure starts blocking my senses, my head arches back with the sensation driving me mad.

"Ah..Ayan" I murmur as he swallows the juices from my cunt, making my eyes roll and head fall back as he continues to eat my cunt.

Once done, he pulls his face out but I don't open my eyes as his hands are still roaming throughout my bare body, heightening the heat of need inside me.

"Ahhh" a scream leaves my mouth when he enters in me suddenly, my lips part and toes curl as he gives me time to adjust with his size slowly, gripping my hips tightly and holding me still, some tears slide down my eye lids.

He makes me hold his shoulders before going deeper inside me and once I get comfortable with his size, he slowly starts moving inside me, making me scream his name over and over.

I dig my nails on his shoulders with all I can muster as he continues to stretch me, my walls clenching around his dick and gripping him tightly as I feel my arousal.

"Are you okay, baby?" I hear his voice against my lips.

"Hm"

I gasp as he fastens his pace inside me and I cry out as pleasure starts clouding every nerve of my body. The sensation is maddening as I surrender myself completely to him, my legs start shaking relentlessly, my mind doesn't allow me to think of anything as he continues to consume me.

He comes up on me and captures my lips in his mouth in a slow, gentle kiss as I come for the fifth time or maybe sixth, I don't know.

His each thrust and desperate touch, making me realise his passion, his yearning for me and I finally collapse on his chest, completely exhausted, my body is trembling and my breathing is slow as he cuddles me.

"I- I can't" I breathe, cold drops of sweat breaking on my temple as I feel him emptying himself inside me, filling me with his cum.

"I know" He pulls himself out, kissing my cheek, He turns and lays me up on him and whispers "Now sleep"

Resting my chin on his bare chest, I look at his face with a slight blurry vision who is already looking at me as he tugs the strands of my hair behind my ear. I cuddle him and close my eyes as sleep and darkness starts engulfing me.

As he feels Tara's steady and calm breath flowing over his chest, he presses a kiss against her forehead and lays her beside, making sure not to disturb her peaceful slumber. Covering her with a blanket and standing up, he wears his pants and makes his way to the balcony.

Staring up at the dark sky, he presses the cigar between his lips and starts hitting slow puffs of it.

His face is both calm and unreadable, reflecting no emotion as he exhales the smoke of his cigar in the air and turns to look at Tara who is peacefully sleeping.

At this moment, only he knows what's going on in his mind.

Just then his phone rings, he picks it out and says in his usual cold tone "Make sure he shouldn't die" saying this, he disconnects the call.

As the soft Rays of the sun hits Tara's face, cascading a soft glow over her close eyes, she turns and spreads her arms towards the other side of the bed, but her hand directly lays on the soft mattress and she opens her eyes slowly.

Still half asleep, she gets up and sits in bed, her eyes scans herself for a brief moment and a delicate shade of pink covers her cheeks as she remembers the moment Aayansh said 'I love you' to her, with that, their moments of last night.

She's just wearing Aayansh's black shirt which is covering her thighs effortlessly, her whole body is covered with hickeys which are turned into a shade of blue and are highlighted on her milky white soft skin.

She glances around, the room is completely clean by now, those used candles and everything, but Aayansh isn't there. She collects herself and sets her feet on the floor to stand but stumbles as her legs feel weak and she sits back in bed.

She wraps her arms around her belly and closes her eyes, The next moment, as she feels herself in the air and opens her eyes, only to find herself in Aayansh's arms who is heading towards the bathroom, holding her.

Wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her head on his shoulder, she stares at him, he's wearing just a pair of black shorts, a few drops of sweat are gleaming through his chest and abs.

"When will we go back to New York?" She asks, her face dulls up and her voice reflects sadness as she's missing her father and brother too much.

"You want to go back?" He says, looking at her as they enter the bathroom and she nods in response.

"Okay" He affirms, unbuttoning the shirt she's wearing, he throws it aside and lays her inside the bathtub, settling her up on him and she closes her eyes as her muscles relaxes after coming in contact with the warm water.

"So you want me to kidnap my own sister? Or bring her back forcefully?" arsh, who is standing in front of the glass wall, he says in a cold tone, without turning towards luca.

"No boss, I didn't-" Before luca can say anything, arsh's phone rings and taking a pause, he picks the call and diya from the other side panics "arsh.. in- inayat, she- she" she pauses.

"Inayat what? Speak up Diya" Arsh almost growls with impatience.

"She- she's serious, I mean, I don't know, she needs you arsh, please come here, her condition is serious, I can't tell you on call, please" she huffs and disconnects the call, her voice breaking with dry breath and panic, sound in the background is clearly indicating that she's in a chaotic, dangerous area.

"What happened boss?" Luca asks in urgency.

Arsh doesn't say a word, his face remains composed yet firm as he calls someone while luca stares at him with confusion.

This is one the central and main buildings of Aayansh's own built empire, the world's largest software and technical outputs industry.

He is on the Top floor of this vast building, and there's no one allowed here.

The theme of this floor is grey and black, giving a darkish, elegant yet luxurious look.

In his cabin, he is sitting on his chair, doing something on his laptop when his gaze falls on Tara who is staring at him with boredom.

He made her join this industry as the vice C.E.O but she has clearly no interest in all these things.

He leans on his chair casually and stares at her, she's wearing a grey women's business suit with her hair tied into a decent pony tail.

She has her own cabin on the same floor but still she stays in this cabin most of the time.

Sitting on the couch, she's now playing games in his tab with interest, having her hot chocolate care freely.

"Ayan, let's go home, I'm tired" she murmurs, keeping the tab aside and looking at him with a slight pout forming over her lips.

"And what made you tired?" He asks, raising his eyebrow and staring at her the same way.

"Your office is so boring like you, and boring things makes me tired" she sighs, standing up and heading towards him.

"So I'm boring?" He makes her sit on the table in front of him and she stares at him with confusion. "Let me show you how boring I'm" all of a sudden, he pulls her up on him and wraps her legs around his waist. She's completely leaning on him, her hair touching his face.

He opens his neck tie and starts tying her hands and she immediately stutters "I- I was just kidding, you aren't boring, I'm boring" He smirks at her actions as she hugs him.

She's truly feeling exhausted, she rests her head on his chest and In a slow, tired voice, she says "I want to go to my studio"

"You can go, but for now, you are going home" He states coldly, caressing her neck as he texts someone.

Tara is sitting in bed, staring at the dinner kept in front of her which contains boiled bitter gourd and the other green vegetables and this is the last week of her punishment.

Only she knows how she had eaten this grass for the past three weeks.

But today, she isn't even feeling like looking at all this.

The ringing of her phone from the side brings her out of her thoughts and she glances at the screen which is showing an unknown number.

She hesitates a bit before answering and then finally picks up the call, a familiar voice crackles from the other side and she frowns "Diya?"

"So you remember me, well I thought, When you don't remember your own father and brother, then who am I?" Diya mocks.

"Why are you saying like this?" Tara mumbles, her face dulls up.

"Come on Tara, do not pretend please, now you only want your husband, what about those who love you more than their own life?

I have seen dhairya uncle and arsh breaking in front of me, arsh, the man who never bowed in front of anyone, I have seen him breaking for you like he never did, he's not like that.

And you? You are happy in your own world, with your husband, you don't need anyone now, right? "

Tears start shedding down Tara's eyes as she knows that diya isn't completely wrong, in her own grief, she didn't realise about their pain, their suffering.

"By the way, I have called to tell you something" Tara listens to her carefully "see Tara, I don't know about the whole truth, but you aren't adopted"

Tara's heart almost skips a beat after hearing this, her eyes widen a little as she asks with desperation "How do you-"

Diya cuts her off "This doesn't matter, I just want to say one thing, if you want to know the reality, please go, meet arsh and uncle, please clarify things, I can't see you all like this.

you all are my family and I want to see you together like before.

Please Tara" she sighs at the end and disconnects the call.

Here Tara, her mind starts making a rush of multiple thoughts. But one thing is clear in her mind, that she has to meet arsh at any cost. And the other thing bothering her is Aayansh, will he let her meet her brother? How will he react after knowing all this, should her tell him about this or not.