Sai is so happy to meet her best friend after years and rushes to meet him.
But did she commit a mistake to have gone to him who was now drowned in the pain of the death of his parents and yearned for revenge.
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Originally Published on Jan 25, 2021!
Sai was now attending to the guests as she asked them to make themselves comfortable. As she kept moving around she came face to face with Sultan. She asked him if he had the snacks. After some time Sai and Sultan were talking jovially. Virat who was talking to someone suddenly noticed Sai with Sultan. He couldn't help but feel utterly jealous seeing his Sai with him. He remembered how Sai had been praising him when with Dipali.
He kept eyeing them from time to time. Sai laughed at something as she was talking with Sultan. "Mrs. Chawhan can have some harmless flirting." he remembered Sai saying and he couldn't help but feel anger rising inside of him.
Not much later, Sai was dancing with Sultan. They both swayed to the music as Virat watched them with blood boiling in his eyes. He didn't know what made him burn so much. He was standing there glaring at his wife just because she was sharing a cordial dance with someone. Or was it because he had heard her praising him a few minutes back? And he couldn't see her admiring another man. Just as he was busy in trying to burn Sai with his eyes, Sai burst into a laughter at some joke which he seemed to have cracked. Well, that was too much to take for him now.
"I would regret not attending Mr. Malhotra's party that night all my life." Sultan said acting regretful. Sai laughed hearing him.
"Well if you keep wasting your time with me Mr. Choudhary then you might regret wasting this party too in the next one maybe.." Sai said joking.
"Nah... That's mighty impossible." He said confidently. Just then he felt a hand on his shoulder and he lowered his head to the hand and then to the person to whom the hand belonged.
"Mr. Chawhan..." he said jovially."How are you?" he said forwarding his hand towards him.
"How can a husband be if someone else flirts with his beautiful wife." Virat said faking a smile though his eyes could still burn him alive.
Sultan laughed hearing him. "I am so sorry Mr. Chawhan.. But I was just regretting my absence in Mr. Malhotra's party. You see one party I missed and what a loss I had to face." he said dramatically as he gestured towards Sai who was now looking teasingly at Virat. They didn't love each other, and Sai knew that for sure. They are and always have been best of friends. But of course she can't tell all those things to an outsider. Viru is her friend and she can never risk his reputation.
Virat glanced Sai's happy expressions and a thorn pricked his heart. She was happy that this man praised her? Is it really this? He tried to brush it off and smirked at him. "Ofcourse once lost is forever lost." he said. "Now if you would just free my wife so I would want to dance with her."
"Of course Mr. Chawhan. She is and will be always yours." He said as he moved aside smiling.
Virat stepped towards Sai who was still smiling not aware of the storm that was going on inside him. He held her hand and pulled her closer, the next he held her waist in an authoritative grip. Sai suddenly felt the whole heaviness in his presence and looked at him confused. Before she could realize much he turned her around and pulled her as her back slammed against his chest.
