Billionaire's Revenge | COMPLETED ✓

ARNAV'S POV-I

ARNAV

"Dance with me."

I blinked, not knowing how to react. "I-I..."

"I dare you to dance with me or else I'm going to dance with some random guy." She spoke.

I looked at her and she looked err..different. She looks like the old Anaya about whom I learnt before forcing her to marry me. She used to dress like this and spent her night in the club with her friends. She used to be bold, fearless and little crazy.

"Please, Arnav." She pouted.

And let me tell you, she looked absolutely adorable that I couldn't resist myself from not following her order. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her close till we're only breaths apart. A huge smile shine on her lips and she started nodding her head to the rhythm of music. She mouthed the lyrics and danced as if there's tomorrow.

I wanted to stay still and watch her all night. She looked so beautiful.

I thought she needed some space for what happened in the Tokyo but I had no idea that she's going to the club to get drunk and forget everything for a time being. I didn't want to invade her privacy but I was worried about her.

Something weird started happening in my stomach and for a moment I wanted to believe what she told to her mother. I wanted to believe that she actually loves me but my heart knows that it isn't the truth. How can she love someone like me? I'm not worth of her love. She must've said that to her mother because she was angry.

Now when I look at the girl in my arms, I still can't believe that she stayed away from all the boys for so many years just because of the promise her mother took from her when she was merely a child. She never fell in love because of that promise. How heart-breaking it must be for her to know that the words of her mother which she carried in her heart from so long were nothing but something said out of anger?

How much pain will she suffer until she finds her peace?

I always thought that my life was worse but why didn't I think that everyone in this world has their own battel to fight for even if they're wearing their best smiles?

If only I never hurt her, if only we met under different circumstances, if only we're meant to be.

She had told me that she doesn't hate me but how am I going to tell her that I'd never stop hating myself for hurting her?

She deserves the world. If only I could give her all the happiness in the world, I would have happily died for it but there's nothing I can offer to her.

"I'm famished." She blurted out all of sudden, pulling me out of my trance.

"What would you like to eat?"

"I want to eat Chinese and watch some cute romantic movie." She smiled like a little kid.

"Let's go."

"No. Carry me on your back." She demanded.

I couldn't help but chuckle and did as she says. She dangles her feet and hummed some song as I took her out of the club.

I clicked my tongue when saw paparazzi clicking pictures of us.

"Wow. We're going to be tomorrow's news highlight." She laughed making me smile to.

I made her sit inside the car and before turning on the engine, I ordered Chinese takeout. As I drove the car, after few moments, I found her asleep.

And she was going to watch movie. I shook my head in amusement and I don't know why but everything feels so good even if it's only for few days.

The feelings I've for her are so strong. So strong that I can destroy myself to let her smile. I won't be able to breathe if something happens to her.

I love her with every single nerve of me.

As I reached home, I carried her in my arms to the bedroom and lay her down on the bed. Removing heels from her feet, I pulled comforter over her and sat on the other side of bed.

I lay, resting my head on my hand and looked at the ceiling. My mind started wandering about many things.

My parents.

If they're looking at me from somewhere, would they really be proud of how far I came as Anaya told me? I wonder what they'd be thinking of me?

They always did everything for my sake. I remember how they used to celebrate my birthday. My mother always made something sweet for me and then we all used to spend our day by going to the river side and sit there for hours. That was the only day of the year when they didn't go for work for spending time with me. We all used to laugh a lot and talk only about good things and then before sun sets, we all go to temple where they pray for me to have a bright future ahead where I need not to worry about affording two meals a day.

At the end of the day, I always wished for my birthday to come every day so that I can see my family smiling together and most of all so that they need not to work so hard.

For earning two meals a day, they worked so hard that at the end of the day, their whole body ached but still for me, they'd smile.

They admitted me in the school at time when all the children of my age in the neighbourhood used to work to earn money. They thought that the cycle of poverty will only end with education but they were too naïve for the world which was ready to destroy them.

Their death was so hard on me. I lost the only family I had and that too just because of money. At such a young age, I realized that this world is cruel for one who isn't rich.

But when I came to know about Anaya's childhood. It was different. She has money; the only thing that I thought leads to happy family yet she was never happy.

We were just children. Maybe somethings weren't in our hands or else we both have lived a different life.

I don't even know what to feel about Disha's death now. She was part of my life and I loved her. What I felt for Disha was surely different what I feel for Anaya but I don't know how to comprehend everything. I'm not angry at the fact that she cheated on me. It was definitely my fault that I wasn't able to give her what she wanted. I should've tried to understand her but then again, my feelings for her weren't strong enough for that. I'm ashamed to admit that I've never seen her as someone for whom I've to be there. Instead, it was always that I needed her for to be there with me. It was pretty messed up. Maybe not all love is 'love'. Some are there just to make you feel something while for other, you can even destroy the world if it takes to save them.

But Disha's death will always haunt me even if it's not because of me.

I sighed and shifted my attention to Anaya who was sleeping peacefully. A smile crept on my lips. But I'd be okay, no?

I'd be okay just to love her. I'd be sane to know that I have the pleasure of loving her.

I don't know when my eyes fell shut and I slept too.