Agreement Of Love

Chapter 9

Tanuja's point of view

I turned the knob of the outhouse to open it but noticed that the door was a little ajar. I entered the house slowly looking for signs of any kind of danger but as I reached the living room I saw Sheetal aunty sitting on the sofa with a worried look on her face. But as soon as she saw me she came towards me and hugged me.

"I was so worried about you. I called you so many times but your phone was coming off. Even your assistant did not know where you were." She cried hysterically.

I patted her back and then only she released me and sat down again but I did not. I put my purse on the table and went to the bedroom to start packing. She followed me into the room with a confused expression on her face.

"What are you doing?" She asked. But I was too hurt by the fact that she knew everything and still she hid it from me so I stayed quiet but she was not having it."I asked you something. Why are you packing your things?"

"I am going somewhere," I said in a clipped tone and she noticed. She held my hands to stop me from packing.

"Why are you talking like that to me? And why are you not telling me anything?"

 I fully turned towards her and seeing the cold look on my face even she stepped back a little." You also never told me anything." Her face paled.

" What are you saying? What did I not tell you?"

" The letter." Hearing this her eyes widened." You knew about mom's letter, yet you never told me anything." It was not a question and she knew that very well.

She sat on the bed a took a deep breath. She was not looking at me. "Your mother never wanted you to know about your father until you were of age. That was why she wrote that letter."

"Then why didn't you give me on my 21st birthday?"

"It was not that easy. Your father threatened me that he would harm you if you ever learned about the truth." She started sobbing. "I could not let you get hurt. I never had children of my own and when you were born I cared for you like my own child. I can't let him hurt you. I am sorry."

She was crying very hard. Seeing her like this brought tears to my eyes. I sat beside her and she looked at me now. Her eyes were red because of crying. I wiped her tears and sat beside her. I knew that she was hurt but I could not ignore the hurt that I felt in my heart."You tried to protect me yet you ended up hurting me, aunty."

"I am really sorry, Tanu. Please forgive me." Her voice was trembling.

"I need some time alone. I want to go away from this place. This place has given me a lot of pain in my life, but now I want to leave all those behind me and start a new life." I stood up and start packing again and this time she did not stop me.

"Can you tell me where are you going?" She asked me again, this time in a very low voice.

"New York" I turned towards her" tonight."

She gasped and opened her mouth to say something but held herself back. After a few moments of silence where I continued to pack and she continued to stand, she left the room. As soon as she was gone from the room, I collapsed on the bed silently, with no tears in my eyes. As much I have hurt aunty with my actions today, I can not forgive her. Maybe someday I will forgive but not now.

The rest of the day went in packing my stuff. About seven in the evening Damon texted that we will be leaving in about half an hour, so got ready in simple jeans and a top. Approximately at seven-thirty the doorbell rang. I opened the door to see Damon standing there in another of his suit. How many suits did this man own? 

"Are you ready?" He asked.

"As ready as I can be, "I answered.

The driver took and placed our luggage in the car and we drove to the airport. The whole way to the airport I kept looking out of the window watching the familiar roads passing by engraving them in my memory for I did not know when I will return back. We reached the airport but we kept on moving ahead of the boarding gates. I was confused but it was over when we reached the boarding gate where only private flights landed.

"Seriously? A private plane?" I rolled my eyes.

He smirked at me," Nothing than the best for future Mrs. Hassington." The way he said Mrs. Hassington made butterflies flutter in my stomach.

We were on the flight soon. when I entered the plane I was shocked. I felt as if I have entered a luxury hotel rather than a plane. It had two l shaped sofa and few sofa seats. At the further end of the plane there even was a bedroom, not a simple bedroom. It had a queen-size bed in the center covered with a white silk sheet and even there was an en-suite fully furnished bathroom.

We sat on the seat when the flight was about to take off. Damon ordered a glass of Champagne. A sip of the bubbly golden liquid relaxed me a lot. When we were in mid-air I went and seat myself on the long sofa and stretched myself on it. Oh damn! the cushion was soft as a cloud under me. I did not how tired I was because as soon as I laid down I drifted into a deep slumber.

The next time I woke up again with the sound of the shower running and me on the bed. What the hell? Did Damon carry me here? It was then Damon came out of the shower, again in just a towel around his waist. It was like having a deja vu except that we were on a plane this time.

"The plane will be landing in an hour. If you want, you can take a shower and change your clothes." He said looking at me through the mirror.

"What would your family be expecting from me?"

"They won't expect anything. They are already disappointed in my ways with women." He chuckled.

"Well, there is definitely not any pressure except that may think of me as one of your skanks," I grumbled. He chuckled and went to change into his clothes meanwhile I went to the bathroom to get ready. I got ready soon, went back to the sitting area, and ate a sandwich while Damon worked on something. Soon, the flight landed and the flight attendant took out our luggage and placed them outside. Outside the flight, I saw about six men in tight black suits each positioned beside our car and at the boarding gate.

I turned towards Mark and asked," Why are those men here?"

"They are for your security." He shrugged as if it was nothing.

"Why would I need a security team of my own?" I whisper yelled. I wanted to shout but I did not want those men to feel offended.

"You will know it soon, darling." This time Damon answered while pulling me to him and continue to walk to the car with his hand still around my waist. My logical mind told me to pull away from his hold but I felt safe in his hold, so I let it go. Maybe, I will know the reason soon.

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