Parthvi's pov
He stood in front of the mirror. I was actually tensed after seeing those scratches. His neck has turned absolutely red. His complexion is extremely fair and those scratches were looking so brutal on his skin.
I don't want him to get mad at Michael in any way. I know he saved him but still after seeing these scratches, he can get angry. He has shooting. He can't go to the shoots like this.
"Michael is very innocent you know... Animals are like this...you saved him but he doesn't know this...he got scared...that's why he scratched you but his intention was not that"
I tried to justify Michael's actions like this.
He looked at me through the mirror. I don't know if he is convinced or not. Should I say more things? Or is he already convinced? Then why is he silent? I can't understand what is he thinking right now.
"I know.. intention matters"
He said suddenly.
Oh! Thank God! He is talking nicely. His voice is not appearing rough.
"Yes absolutely and Michael never intended to hurt you..but you saved him.. that's very nice of you"
I said.
I opened the drawer. I found the first-aid box. I took the cotton and dipped in the antiseptic. Then I gave him the cotton.
"Clean your neck... I'm bringing the ointment"
I left the room. I returned with the ointment. He is cleaning his wound but I saw clear irritation on his face. It's burning i guess.
I don't want him to get mad at Michael in any way.
"It will burn a bit...apply this...you will feel better"
I passed him the ointment.
"Michael was actually looking for you..."
He again looked at me through the mirror.
Am I talking too much?
"To scratch me again?"
He asked.
I don't know why but I smiled after hearing this.
"He is actually ashamed...they can feel everything, they just can't express"
I said.
"Hmmm"
I felt so relaxed after seeing his calm state.
"How do you know so much about them?"
He asked me suddenly. He is applying that ointment thoroughly on his neck.
"About cats?"
I asked.
"Hmmm"
"I don't know much about them but I like them a lot..when I was in school, I used to go to Bulu's house...Bulu is my bestfriend...they have so many cats..I used to observe them for hours...I love watching them...they are so pure..."
"Bulu is a boy or a girl?"
He asked.
"Bulu is a girl..she recently got married..."
I said.
Suddenly i realised that I'm talking to him to freely. I immediately felt uneasy.
"Is it fine? Or do I need to apply more?"
He asked me showing his neck.
"No it's fine..."
I walked towards the door. I turned my head.
"Thanks for saving Michael... Dinesh ji will be very happy to know......"
My words stopped in my mouth. His expression changed completely. I got scared. What is wrong with him?
"I didn't save him for that retard...send the cat away immediately..I don't want to see his face"
I knew it!
This man is hopelessly cruel!
I walked out. What a horrible man! A few minutes back I felt grateful to him for saving Michael's life but again he proved me wrong. He is a monster. He is evil too.
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The marriage ceremony started.
Thank God that they didn't force me to pull him with a non-existent rope. I would have died in cringe.
He came normally. I didn't even look at him. I'm not interested even a bit. He stood beside me. He is wearing white I guess.
The photoshoot started.
That was a real torture for me. We posed following the photographers instructions. His arm was around my waist. I didn't feel okay with it but I can't do anything about it at the same time.
My mammu is crying standing in a corner. I saw my papa hiding his tears. My heart felt so heavy. They are crying in happiness. They are thinking that their daughter is very lucky. I don't know what will be their reaction when Yash will give me divorce.
They will be shattered after knowing the truth behind this marriage. I felt a pang in my chest. I have to make something before the divorce. I will open a shop where i will design clothes. I don't want to see my parents heartbroken.
This time I looked at Yash. Everything is a game for him. He doesn't care about human emotions. He has no idea how my parents are feeling right now. He doesn't care. I will never forgive him for this.
The rituals started. We performed everything. He bind the nuptial chain around my neck. Then he applied sindur on my forehead. Finally we took rounds around the fire. The flashbacks of my first marriage appeared in my memory. That time I was in love with him but now I know the truth.
Finally everything got over.
Again another round of photoshoot happened.
"Sir, a forehead kiss"
The photographer said.
He immediately pulled me closer and pressed his lips against my forehead. I closed my eyes.
I shivered.
"Aahah...yes..harder..Yash....oh yeah...faster...fuck me hard"
"How hard?"
"Make me scream"
"Suck it...swallow it all"
I immediately opened my eyes with a jerk. The images of him and Rehana flashed in my mind.
"Are you okay Pippi?"
My mammu came on the stage.
"Are you feeling dizzy?"
Yash asked me.
I looked at him. I immediately looked at my mammu.
"I want to go home.."
I said to her.
"Yes beta..sure.."
"To my home..."
I said.
Mammu looked at Yash.
"To my home..."
This time I said it loudly.
Madam ji immediately came on the stage.
"Stop creating a scene..go inside and take some rest..in an hour, you will be leaving for London with Yash.."
She gritted out.
I didn't know this. I felt more weak after hearing this.
"I want to go home"
I again said it.
"What happened Pippi?"
Mammu asked in tension.
"I want to go home"
I almost pleaded this time.
"Let her go.."
My eyes widened after hearing this from Yash.
"But you have to leave for London..will you go there without her? The Prince invited you for the dinner party..."
Madamji said.
Yash didn't say anything to anyone. He walked inside.
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I slept in peace.
I was at my parents house. It's not fully constructed yet. We are staying in a small part.
Finally i breathed without any tension. The torture of that marriage got over and the most amazing news is he left.
He went to London for his shooting. Now i don't have to see his face for at least a year i guess.
I will tell the truth to my parents slowly. They should know that everything is a lie. I know they will be sad but at least they won't stay in darkness. They will understand eventually. Just like me.
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Author's pov
Prince Edward's birthday will be celebrated tonight.
Only a few celebrities from India were invited for this party. Yash is one of them. He is currently involved in a business with the Prince. Also he is one of the richest personality of the country right now.
"Are you enjoying the party Mr. Yash?"
Prince Edward asked.
"Yes.."
He replied in short.
"But you are not looking happy....is something bothering you?"
"I'm fine...Thank you"
"Mr. Yash..my wife Sydney is your big fan..She will be very happy to see you here and she also brought her friend...she is a famous tennis player in your country...you probably know her... Sonia Bhalla....she is also here...."
Yash looked at Edward silently.
Then his eyes scanned around and he saw her.
Sonia Bhalla.
Sonia is standing with Sydney but her eyes were rooted on him.
Yash looked away.
Edward and Sydney cut the cake together. Then photography stared.
"Sir, we should leave now"
Mr. Srivastava said.
"Okay"
Yash left the party. He came out and he saw Sonia. She walked near him.
"Congratulations...I saw your marriage photos"
She said.
Sonia was once a top tennis player. Now she is not performing so good. Her rank has dropped within the last few years.
"I didn't get selected in Asian Cup.."
She said.
"You can do better"
Yash said and walked towards his car.
Suddenly he felt her hand on his shoulder.
"We need to talk"
Sonia said.
"I'm getting late"
"Getting late for what? For Fucking Rehana? Or that Jiya Mathur? Or another new actress?"
Yash looked at her coldly.
"You know why I'm performing like this? Do you know why I'm ruining my career? I can't concentrate on anything...it's you..you are roaming in my mind 24/7.. I'm cursing myself everyday for falling for you....and look at you Yash....your are getting married for the second time....and continuing your affairs like before...will you ever stop for any woman? Can anyone stop you Yash?"
"Stop this drama...I was ready for the marriage but you backed off...you said you don't want to marry right now..."
Yash said.
"You know why I said that?? Because you agreed to marry me just to maintain your profile...you never loved me the way I loved you...you were in a relationship with me, still you were fucking Jiya Mathur on my back...did I do wrong when I said no...you were also happy when I said no... because you believe in open relationships..you do not believe in love...for you, women are use and throw material...you can never stop for any woman...you are a waste"
"Then why are you wasting your tears on me?"
Yash said.
"Because I still love you...You fucking morone..you will never know how much I love you...and I'm ready to give you a chance..."
"Go and focus on your career...and who told you I'm waiting for a chance? Don't mess with me Sonia...You were also fucking that singer Tony chopra...You are not a saint either..now fuck off"
Yash got inside his car.
Sonia immediately bent near the window.
"I love you Yash...."
She said.
"Stop being Pathetic"
Yash drove off.
Sonia cried standing there. Sydney stood beside her.
"I still love this jerk"
Sonia said.
"Then try harder"
Sydney said.
"He is married..."
"You told me it was a fake marriage..he did everything to keep his image clean"
Sydney said.
"Yes..and I will ruin his image...using his wife..then he will give her a divorce.. Yash is very much conscious about his image...He can't see anything except his career"
Sonia said.
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Yash was standing at his balcony. Mr. Srivastava was reading his schedule.
"I want to stop"
He said.
"Sorry sir?"
Mr. Srivastava was confused.
"I want a break..."
Yash said sitting on his bed.
"But sir, your upcoming month is very hectic...you have signed multiple projects"
"So what? Cancel them all"
He said in a tired tone. He turned on his laptop.
"Some monetary loss will be there"
His manager said.
"I have earned more than enough Mr. Srivastava"
He watched his screen keenly. She is sleeping. How much she sleeps?
His tiredness was gone. The internal chaos stopped. He lay down.
Mr. Srivastava watched him. Then he released a deep breath.
"Sir, what you want me to do?"
"Book my tickets... I'm getting bored here..I want to go back to India"
"Are you sure sir?"
Yash looked at him coldly.
Mr. Srivastava left his room.
Yash was staring at his screen. It's been fifteen days he came here and not for a single moment he stopped thinking about her.
He likes thinking about her. He enjoyed this private moment a lot. He has installed cameras in her new house. She has no idea about it. He is cancelling his meetings just to watch her.
Now he knows her routine so well. What she does from morning to night. He knows every details about it.
She woke up, she went to the terrace. The terrace is half constructed. Still she has made a small temple there. She worships there, then she come downstairs. She made breakfast for her family. Then she went to her designing school. She returns after five hours. She started practicing her designs. She spend two hours in it. Then she lies down and takes a nap.
After that she went to that pet shop. He hates this particular time. She returned home after 2-3 hours. She spend some time with her mother. Kiara is staying with her these days. She spend the evening with Kiara.
Yash rubbed his forehead. He has become obsessed with her. He knows this very well. He is thinking about her all the time. He never had a long talk with her. The little he had, she cried majority of the times. His heart is craving for a long conversation with her. He is losing himself every day.
Is he falling in love?
But he never believed in love. He still doesn't believe that he can fall in love with someone. Then what is it? He never felt something like that before for any other woman.
He only had rough sexual encounters. He never felt connected with them. With Sonia, he only thought to marry her for his image. Sonia was crazy about him but he never felt any connection with her except some wild physical intimacy. That's it.
He always believed in lust. He never felt any other emotions except this lust. Then why suddenly he is craving for someone's voice? Someone's soft presence.
She has something inside her, which made him like this. She is so different. She is like a flower. A little bird. A honeybee. She is not chaotic. She is carrying a certain kind of peace inside her.
She is soft, she is kind, she is very gentle. Her every word is filled in peace. She is like a gentle wave of air. She is carrying a smooth and fine aura with her. It feels like if you go closer to her, you will be surrounded by a bliss. She is capable of taking every chaos away. She is so pure that he is even scared to touch the screen of his laptop. His rough hands will end up tranishing her. She is way too pure for today's world.
That much soft nature will not be appreciated by this world. But he is admiring her nature, he is literally worshipping her softness every single day. He has become the biggest admirer of her. He wants to hold her very carefully and protectively. He wants to consume her softness within him. He wants to carve her softness all over him. He wants to consume her voice within his soul.
"Parthvi.."
He whispered her name.
He lay down.
"What will I do to you?"
He closed his eyes.
It's now feeling like,
His career, his fame, his business, his money, his power- Everything is on one side and she is on the other side.
And her side is way too stronger than everything.
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Parthvi's pov
I came to the mansion to invite Tisca aunty and Jay uncle for our Griha Pravesh ceremony.
I came out of their house and walked inside the mansion. I saw madamji. I requested her to come but she said no. I have made some invitation cards. I have designed it. I invited all the workers of this mansion to our Griha Pravesh.
I packed Kiara's dress. She told me to bring it. She is going to wear it in our ceremony. I have so many things to do. I will prepare the lunch for the guests and I'm very nervous.
I was coming downstairs in a hurry and immediately i saw Yash's whole team. They were in London right? Maybe they returned.
"Thank God you all came back... Tushar, Vikram, Raju, and Mr Srivastava...we have arranged a small ceremony for our Griha Pravesh... please come to our new house...my parents will be very happy if you could come"
I gave them the invitation cards one by one but suddenly a card fell from my hand after seeing Yash entering the mansion.
So he also came back.
He instantly picked up the card. He is looking at the card very carefully. His group walked inside, leaving the two of us alone.
I don't know what to say to him. The day when we got married, i wanted to go to my parents house. I thought he was going to create a scene but he didn't do anything like that. He let me go. And in some way i felt relieved that day.
My eyes fell on his neck. I don't see any scratch marks.
"They healed"
He said.
I got tensed. He knows everything!
"Am I not getting invitation?"
He asked.
I lost my speech.
"You have invited everyone"
He said while removing his specs. I lowered my eyes immediately.
"Yes.. I'm inviting you"
I said in tension. He always makes me nervous.
"Where is my name?"
I looked at him in confusion.
"You have to write my name in the card"
He said.
"Ohh..okay"
I took the card from him. I placed the card on the desk and wrote his name in a corner.
Yashvardhan Waliya.
I wrote it.
"Write your name too"
He is standing so close to me. My heart started beating in fear.
"My name?"
"Yes..write here"
He showed me the lower end of the card.
I wrote my name.
"Write your full name"
He said in a deep voice.
I was confused. Suddenly he took the pen from me. Then he wrote.
Parthvi Yashvardhan Waliya
I looked at him in extreme shock. He also stared at me. I looked at my name again which he just wrote.
Once i was dying to get an autograph from him, just like this. I wanted him to write my name like this on my notepad. The same thing happened today but this only created sadness inside my chest.
"I will be there, Thanks for inviting me"
He walked upstairs.
I stood in shock and pain.
When will this pain end? Why am I still feeling this pain inside me?
I have deleted his name from my existence, still deep down, my heart is beating somewhere.
But soon, I will recover from every pain. I can never fall for him again. Never ever.
At least not in this life.