35| Conspiracies.
"She loves him more than she planned and he loves her more than his demons warned him to"
Tara is laying on the bed, sleeping peacefully when she feels sudden uneasiness and pain in her lower body.
She moves slightly and turns towards the other side, but this doesn't help as it is getting overwhelming.
Startling with restlessness and pain, she rubs and then opens her eyes slowly only to find herself in their room.
For a few seconds, she stares up at the glass ceiling quietly as there is no one around.
Her forehead is coated with cold sweat even when the air conditioner is on and her chest is heaving with uneasiness. But her breath hitches when she realises the feeling of wetness and abnormal pain in her lower abdomen.
This pain is so much that tears start filling her eyes and she looks at herself inside the blanket, with that her eyes gets wide with
shock and fear as her lower body is completely drenched with blood which is flowing down her thighs.
Her mind gets numb with anxiety but she doesn't remove the blanket, her uncontrollable sobs fill the silence around and Aayansh who was in his study room, he reaches there.
Seeing her condition, his steps freezes at their place as she's still covering herself with a blanket and her face has turned red completely.
As Aayansh reaches her immediately and her eyes fall on him, in a low and shivering voice, the only words she manages to say "Aa- Aayan..sh"
Looking at her face carefully, Aayansh asks "Why are you crying like this? What happened?"
Before she can even start uttering, her breath goes hard and words get stuck in her throat.
Aayansh suddenly pulls the blanket from over her and looks at the area down her waist which is badly covered with blood.
His T-shirt which she's wearing is itself soaked with blood, he turns his gaze back to her lifeless face.
It takes him no time to understand what has happened, without saying anything, he lifts her in his arms and she starts panicking uncontrollably. Without saying a word, Aayansh heads out of the villa with her in his arms and sits inside the car while holding her up on him.
"Relax Jaan, Nothing will happen" He says, holding her close to his chest as he starts the car immediately while she panics "I- I can't bear this.. this pain"
"I can't, it's too m.. much, I can't-"
"Mam... Mam, are you alright?" This faint voice drags her out of her slumber and she opens her eyes only to find herself in a hospital ward. She glances back at the nurse who is standing near her with a medicinal tray in her hands and finally realises that it was a dream.
Taking a deep breath and trying to display herself as normal, she gets up slightly as the nurse asks again "Mam are you okay? Should I call the doctor?"
"No, I'm fine" she says, passing her a soothing smile but her expression fades as soon as she recollects what happened a while ago- Her and arsh's conversation, her face off with tarun Jindal and everything.
She doesn't say anything as her mind is still tangling with the things unfolded in front of her a while ago, trying to accept and assess the heaviness of this situation and settle herself in this game of truth and lies, trust and betrayal.
"Mam, you have to change" The nurse says decently, without lifting her head to her and arranging her comfort things with a comfortable outfit aside.
She nods her head slightly but as she tries to assemble herself and move, a sigh leaves her mouth as she's too tired and weak.
"Let me help you" The nurse advises but when she forwards her hand to help her remove the dress, A hard voice crackles from behind "Stop it!"
The nurse immediately pulls away from her and Tara's eyes snap back to Aayansh who is heading towards her from the door's side. Staring at the nurse with a very cold gaze, he orders her "Out"
She leaves the ward without wasting a second.
Aayansh reaches Tara who is staring at him only, he's still in the same clothes while she's wearing his hoodie, his hair aren't settled anymore, the initial two buttons of the shirt are undone.
"She was just helping" She presses as he gives her the medicine but doesn't say anything and pausing a few minutes, she bites out again "You don't like when someone touches me, right?" Her eyes narrowing and voice is low.
"Wrong, Tumpar kisi ki nazre bhi bardaash nahi hai mujhe" He murmurs, his expressions raw and words firm.
"Why?" She frowns.
"Because you're mine, and what's mine is only mine. I don't share my things" He puts his hand forward to take the hoodie off her body carefully and she snaps "That means I'm a thing for you?"
He cups her face in his hands, looking in her eyes with depth as he whispers "You are my most precious thing"
She stares back at him, a slight glint of both irritation and agony reflecting her eyes.
When he proceeds to remove the hoodie from her body, she croaks again "I won't change, nor will I wear this dress" Her tone lacing irritation as her mood is going up and down due the hormonal changes taking place in her body.
He rests his one knee in bed and leans close to her face, kissing her left cheek and cupping it as he says "I know my girl is really obsessed with my clothes, and no doubt you look more gorgeous without wearing anything, Lekin wo sirf mere saamne, so for now you have to change."
His hard voice is carrying possessiveness, an authority.
Her mouth snaps shut and eyes slightly wide, while Aayansh carefully takes the hoodie off her body and makes her wear that loose comfortable dress. It's morning already and last night was memorable for her because of many reasons which are definitely not good.
But she's still unaware that arsh and her father know about her pregnancy now. The air around is thick with emptiness, silence and anticipation.
Aayansh lifts her in his arms gently, she wraps her hands around his neck and rests her head on his shoulder. Her face is enough to assess the amount of bafflement running inside her as he heads out, lifting her in a bridal style carefully.
"Aayansh?" She mummurs slowly.
"Hmm?"
Her voice dropping into a whisper as she continues "I had a one night stand with you, you kidnapped me, the situation in which we married and now all this, why is our relationship so complicated?"
Her tone empties as her eyes are now glued to his face "And why did you kidnap me? You should have tried to talk to my father for me, shouldn't you?"
They reach the car outside, opening the passenger seat's door and making her sit inside, he finally casts his eyes to hers and answers intensely "I don't ask for what's mine, I prefer snatching it"
He is intentionally not talking much to her, prioritising her condition over anything else.
She shakes her head on his answer while he pulls away after pecking her lips and sits on the driving seat to start the car.
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In a seven star hotel's room, Tarun is sitting on the couch and saisha is also with him. His face dripping many things at the same time, bewilderment, anticipation and a shock.
"I didn't want to say that, but Mr. Jindal king is faster than you.. I mean neither did you get those diamonds, nor your daughter and the Breaking news, she is preg-" Before she can complete her sentence, tarun throws a deadly glance at her and saisha's mouth snaps shut.
"I want my daughter at any cost, I won't let him win this time.. No matter what I have to do to get my daughter back" He mutters under his breath, his words rigid and firm.
"But why do I feel like you have some motive behind doing all this, haven't you?" She sits on the couch near him and tarun throws the glass on the floor, leaving her startled as he warns "Don't cross your limits, you are just my crime partner, better keep it in mind next time."
She gulps down her saliva while tarun stands up and makes his way out to the room.
"Buddha kahi ka, I wouldn't have tolerated you if it was not about those diamonds" She whispers out of frustration.
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Here in Jindal Mansion, Dhairya has been waiting for arsh for the whole night as he's aware of Arsh, Tara and Tarun's encounter and his main concern is whether Tara got to know the truth he wanted to hide or not.
Arsh steps inside, his face lacking any emotion but only emptiness like something is eating him from inside. Before he can step further, Dhairya's impatient voice hinders him saying "Where is tara? You met her arsh, right? And tarun?"
"Dad, not now please" He murmurs, his voice firm yet agonised as he's holding himself altogether after all this too.
"But at least tell me son, you met tarun.. and why is Tara not with you?" Dhairya asks with desperation and concern.
"Yes! I met Mr. Jindal.. I met Tara only to get the things worse than before" He says with a severe tone.
"What do you mean?"
Arsh sighs as if preventing the agony coursing in his veins to take over and then in a slow voice, he shrugs "Tara is pre.. pregnant"
"What?" His eyes flick wide "Are you out of your mind arsh? My daughter will not do this to us, she can't-"
Arsh cuts him off "What do you mean by that, dad?
It's not Tara's fault, we- we can't deny the fact that she's married to him- by her own will.
He manipulated her in every way- in every fucking way.
But if this turns out to be against her will, I swear to every fibre of my being, I'll drag that fucker to hell with my own hands"
Dhairya doesn't say a word, his gaze dropping to the floor and fists clenching as if he's not ready to accept this.
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Rivaan is heading towards his cabin when suddenly he collides with someone and sees Anika who is lying on the floor, she's staring at him furiously and with a mocking smile, Rivaan murmurs "Ooopss, gir gayi"
"To uthao na" she snaps, trying to assemble herself.
"I was talking about my file which fell because of you, Bua, aap to pehle se giri hui ho... Aur mai giri hui cheezon ya logon ko nahi uthata" he sneers and passing her a forced smile, he makes his way ahead while she keeps grinding her teeth with anger.
He enters his cabin and kainaat, who was waiting for him only, she hugs him tightly, leaving his hands hanging in empty air and a smile tug his lips.
"Promise me you won't leave me alone ever" She murmurs without detaching, her voice heavy and desperate.
"Kya hua hai, cherry?" His smile fades and he detaches from her slightly, taking her face in his palms "Kisine kuch kaha hai tumse?"
She sighs, "Rivaan, I love you more than my life, I will die without you"
He croaks and makes her sit on the chair "Shut up, tum mar jaogi to mera kya hoga, hamare hone wale bachho ka kya hoga? Now tell me what has happened?"
"You are a mafia, and I heard that a mafia's life is always surrounded by death. Rivaan, please leave all this for me, I want to live a normal and happy life with you" she hugs him again and Rivaan wraps his arms around her as he whispers "We will live a happiest life, cherry, promise,"
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Assembling myself in bed, I open the book of my planned dream concerts which I picked a while ago but couldn't get myself to peace, so ignored it.
How can you focus on anything when your life becomes a tragedy itself.
May Sound funny, but it's not. I was never like this, so weak, so emotionally vulnerable and a curse to others life.
I'm not able to hold myself, my emotions and insecurities, this can be the effect of pregnancy but the circumstances are just fueling this suffering.
I didn't realise when I fell for Aayansh, he came into my peaceful life like a storm and feelings for him? The love which I never planned, never thought of and never made myself ready for. He is the love that Barged into my life without any warning.
And I knew 'loving him will be hell, but hell is what I chose for myself'.
But this can't overshadow the love for my family, I have to meet dad and I will. I'll talk to Aayansh about this but clearly I don't need anyone's permission to meet my family, not even his.
A sound from the door pulls me out of my deep thoughts and I lift my head only to find him walking inside the room.
Displaying myself normal, I stand up from the bed and reach him but before I can utter a single word, he grabs my waist and pulls me close to him gently as he nuzzles his face in my neck and I freeze at my place.
His breath warm against my skin as he holds me close and I wrap my arms around his neck.
The comfort his presence and touch provides me is so overwhelming that I let myself drown into the moment.
"I want you" I murmur, my voice lowering with the warmth of his closeness.
"I too want you" He husks darkly, biting my earlobe and I gasp. This man and his endless desires, but why am I getting so horny, I hate this.
Detaching slightly and staring at him with narrow eyes, I bite out "I meant I want you to be with me"
A dark smirk still tugging his lips as he whispers "I want to taste it, wife"
Following his gaze, my wide eyes snap back to my cleavage which is visible slightly through the dress and I punch on his chest with embarrassment.
Pausing for a while, slowly I say "I want to-" He puts his finger on my lips, making me shut as he asks severely "Why didn't you have dinner?"
With his words, I realise that I haven't eaten anything due to nausea creeping in me again and again. And now, I'm feeling like eating something spicy, actually I'm desperately craving it.
"I asked you something?" His voice reaches me as he makes me look back at him again.
Licking my lips slightly, I whisper "I want to eat something spicy, um.. Indian, but not here, I want to go on a long drive, please" I press with pleading eyes.
And In between this, I'll get some time to talk to him and convince him.
"I have a better option" He says with the same mischievous demeanor and I pass him curious yet confuse look and ask "And what's that?"
"You'll see," He adds and takes my hand in his to reach out somewhere, understanding him is too difficult sometimes but I don't have any option either.
I don't ask anything as he brings me to a dark room in the mid floor and as we enter inside, he locks the door and my heart starts pounding with just the sound of that. I look around myself with curiosity while I feel his eyes still sticking to me, carrying a carnality.
"Aayansh?" I call for him but as my gaze falls in the front, my eyes widen and lips part by themselves.