Broken By Love [COMPLETED]

Chapter 22

Sensitive content ahead. Reader's discretion is advised.

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Anjali

Hanging up the phone, I leaned on the headboard of the bed. My lips curved into a smile as I recounted what Dhruv had just told me.

"Men... stupid men. Why is it so easy to manipulate them?"

I chuckled as I recalled it was the same with my husband....oops, my ex-husband, Niranjan too.

He, too, so quickly believed me when I told him I loved him. Readily agreed to my plan when I told him I was doing everything out of my love for him. So easily trusted me when I told him I was throwing Sikha out of our lives so we could live happily together.

But little did he know I was not plucking Sikha out of our lives for him. It was for me. After all, she had discovered my truth, my other side which I have kept hidden from everyone except....

My chain of thoughts broke as someone knocked on the door.

Squeezing my eyes shut in irritation of being disturbed, I took a few breaths to calm myself down.

I had told the servants not to let anyone disturb me.

"Then who could it be knocking on my door?"

Climbing down from the bed, I limped towards the door and opened it, my eyes widening as I saw him standing on the threshold.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered and immediately pulled him inside the room.

Closing and locking the door, I looked at him, fisting my hands in anger. "I had told you never to return to this mansion."

"Relax, sweetheart. All the family members have gone to a wedding and will return late. No one will know I came here," he said, sitting on the couch and making himself comfortable.

"What about the servants? They might see you." I always plan and do things, careful never to get caught. So, him coming to the mansion just like that, without any pre-planning, made me anxious.

I was trying to curb my anxiety when I heard his laugh. "Don't tell me you don't know how to silence your servants, darling. After all, you have been doing that for years now. I had been living in the basement of this mansion for years, and no one knew. All because of your loyal servants and their efficiency in not letting anyone know."

"I was in a coma for the last few months. Dhruv has hired new servants and bodyguards in that duration. I need to talk with them first and see who I can corrupt and fire those loyal to Dhruv. That is why I restricted you from coming here. I cannot take any chance until I get everything sorted here." I tried to reason with him.

His reckless behavior sometimes makes me want to lash out at him and throw him out of my life. But I cannot do that. He knows too much about me, and I know too much about him. We have been partners in crimes in executing all our dirty deeds. And now, we are stuck with each other forever, whether we want it or not.

"Don't be like that, darling," he said, standing up from the couch and walking toward me. "You have no idea how much I missed you."

Taking down my sari's pallu, he began placing rough kisses on my neck.

"Ahh, please slow down." I, too, ran my hand over his back, pulling him closer to me.

Yes, he makes me mad, but at the same time, he ignites such animalistic craving within me that I can never resist the temptation.

"Your actions and words don't match, sweetheart." He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back, making me look at him.

"I just buried your dead husband's body. It had been rotting in our secret room for all these days. Don't you think we should celebrate? One more added to our list, baby." Leaning towards me, he licked my bottom lip.