Sirayat: Love of a Mafia

Do you love him?

Aadhya's POV:

I am dressed in bridal outfit with 'varmala' in my hand, admiring the breath taking view of Mandap in front. Vyom was standing there, wearing a maroon-coloured sherwani, he smiled when he saw my incoming figure.

I lowered my gaze while taking small strides and before I could reach there, varmala in my hands replaced with chain shackles, capturing my hands in its steel grip and when I lifted my orbs, I saw Vyom's dead body with blood all over his stomach.

"Vyom" {She howled while gaining consciousness and flicked her eyes to adjust to room light.}

It means it was a nightmare or I could say MY PAST. I cleaned my sweaty forehead with hands and took a glass of water from the coffee table placed beside my couch. I took two sips and lifted my eyes to look at my surroundings.

My heart stopped beating when I found his dark brown orbs throwing daggers this way, void of any emotions reflecting an unusual impatience as if he's eyeing his prey before lashing out on him.

My grip on glass loosen and the next thing, it was on floor, shattered into small pieces. They were no different than my hope, faith and my dreams which were crushed by the person standing in front.

In the matter of seconds, he was standing only two steps away. He leaned forward placing his hand on the couch behind me and his leg on the seat near to my thigh. I suddenly lowered my head remembering what happened when he was this much close before.

He graced his rough and callused fingers to touch my soft skin and lifted my chin.

"Eyes on me." He said while maintaining his icy composure.
"Please" came as a small whimper from my side.
I tried to back off, avoiding any further physical contact, trying to loosen his grip from my chin.

"I said eyes on me."

This time his voice expressed his pissed off mood as he spoke with gritted teeth. I lifted my eyes the instant those words left his mouth, not wanting to make it worse for myself.

"What you said?.......Huh" He questioned while staring at me with those piercing eyes. It seems like he's seeing right through my soul.
"Nothing" I tried to stay confident rather said came with shaky voice.

"Let's try once more"
"What you said??" He's losing his patience and I damn sure, he would cut me to small pieces if this situation went out of his hands.

"Sorry" So, I accepted my defeat, but I would surely explain my condition to him or at least I could give it a try.

"Do you love him?"

"Huh?...........Me-"

"Yes you."

I am reluctant to make myself clear as it's not a normal conversation I could be a part of and would love to express my feelings on, It's about Vyom and my relation which was way too complex for me than it looks like.

I remember how he proposed me on my birthday last year and I had no answer for him because I never felt about him that way. I didn't reply because I don't know what I feel for him.

I don't know whether 'I love him?' or not. My parents used to tell me how we are made of each other and that he loves me, but I was never asked if I reciprocate those feelings or not. Being honest!! I even don't know how it feel when one is in love, so how could I?

"Your silence is giving my answers" He said with some unknown expressions engraved on his devil face.
Thank God, he understood how confused I am.