Dhwani stirred in her sleep when she sensed some movement against her. Her eyes slowly opening to find Rudra wearing his shirt as a towel lowly hunged at his waist. "Are you going somewhere?" She asked, bringing the silk sheets up to her cleavage as she covered herself even when he had seen everything.
Rudra turned to face her. His eyes dark but when he saw her, a smile appeared on her face as he buttoned his shirt. "Yes, to take care of something. I'll be back soon to care of you." He smirked when Dhwani got the idea of what he had meant by 'taking care of her'. She blushed under his hot gaze and he watched her with amusement, realising that she wasn't this shy last night in his bed.
She nodded her head slowly as a feeling of something not going to be ending up right tugged her heart but she shook it away. Probably it was because she wanted him close to her but he had came to Sivri for matters that certainly did not included her. He had to be away.
Rudra laughed, pulling his wife by her waist and capturing her mouth in a passionate kiss while the sheet slipped down from her body. "Quite desperate are you, aren't you?" She asked. Her hand feeling his bulge through his slacks when she trailed her hand over it.
He groaned. "You will be punished for this when I'm back and you are well aware of my punishment." He touched the bites he had given her last night and Dhwani shuddered.
Rudra glanced at one last time before walking out of the room and found the tall Italian man standing in the living room with a bored expression. "Keep me informed about her and don't you dare touch if it's not for her safety," Rudra commanded Anton while he nodded.
"Good."
The car was already waiting for Rudra when he had stepped out of the palace and Rudra did not take long to settle himself in. "Drive." The driver obeyed what he was told to without any other word. His eyes nervously looking at the rear view mirror because he did not understand why his boss wanted to visit the palace which the Singhanias had long abandoned it.
The huge warehouse came in his view when the car pulled at the place. Rudra wasn't himself sure why was he doing this. Visiting a man who was supposed to be dead. He was supposed to be killed for shattering the pieces of Singhanias.
The warehouse smelled of dried blood and bodies but Rudra cared less about. Today, he was here for one reason and it was shame for Rudra that he couldn't shove his gun down his throat. He walked inside the dungeon with merely any light present in it.
"Baldev."
Rudra pulled the chair of himself and watched the man with hatred. The man smiled at Rudra but it wasn't one of the kind and welcoming smile one received. "What is a prince like you doing in this stinky place to visit a captive like me who is just being tortured day by day?"
"That is what you deserve for hurting Singhanias. You were the one who hurted my sister, tell me how does it feel to be raped and killed just at the age of five? You killed my father and Aadya. Tell me why? What did you fucking get?"
"I was told to, Prince. I was ordered by someone to kill your sister and father."
"Who?"
"Jairaj Singhania."
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Avyaan was finding it hard to stay any longer with Arushi. She was a headache while he was not a fool to not know that Arushi had a likeness for him and to prove it she was provoking his wife. "Avy--" He cut her by showing her his finger. "Stup up, Arushi and leave me alone." Avyaan groaned, his eyes fixing at Robin who enjoyed his mercy with a boyish grin on his face, telling Avyaan by his eyes how much this was entertainment for him.
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Between The Singhanias
RomanceSinghanias, a name that was looked up to and worshipped like God. They had everything and anything they ever set their eyes on. Money, power, authority and respect were just other ways of describing the family of Singhanias. For the world, the Singh...