Mine

Prologue

The confusing storm destroyed my brain like wild thunders. I tried recalling everything that had happened and I did not understand any bit of this. He said he would return in 2-3 days and if he didn't-

My trance broke as two strong arms circled my waist. His cold slim fingers drew soothing circles all over my warm skin and I felt his stubbled cheek pressing against mine. It was him..my husband. 

He...he came back?

"S-Siddharth?"

"Hmm," He nuzzled into the crook of my neck. It led me to shiver. H-his voice was...rough, lazy and hoarse. I looked through the corner of my eye and found a huge scar across his left eyebrow. His cheeks were dusty and there were several bruises on his face. A cut on the bridge of his nose was still fresh...I could see the blood. I turned around in a swift movement and touched his scar as delicately as possible. I can't hurt him with my slightest touch. I observed his face while his arms lazily wrapped around me again. He held me close as his heart stomped against his chest violently. I could feel it. It was so cold out there...it was about to rain. The alarm beeped and I was pulled back from my trance.

"Happy birthday, wife" Siddharth whispered while cupping my cheek. His hands were strangely rough and his nails were half clipped or broken. His hand looked horrible but his touch was still comforting. His tough, pricky thumb rubbed my cheek and his lips broke out in a cute smile. The dimples at the corner of his mouth deepened as he flashed his teeth and pressed his lips to my forehead. My mind was blank and I had no idea about anything. Di says he killed Lakshman uncle but he- how could he? He loves me...he won't hurt me OR my family. He can't

"You..you killed my uncle?" I asked. My voice came out barely in a whisper. A tight knot clogged in my throat as I looked deep into his eyes, finding any hint of his answer being 'no'. It has to be no.

"Won't you ask me if I'm tired or not? You won't make me a glass full of warm water in this cold weather?" He asked gently, his thumb still caressing my cheek. I gulped hard, trying to follow that stupid lump and speak up. He was...avoiding my question. Why?

"Y..you can't avoid my question like this...did you-" I took a long pause before continuing.

"D-did you k-kill my uncle?" Please say no...please. He chuckled. It means he didn't, right? My mother was lying...everyone was lying. Right. I know my husband. He won't do anythi-

"Yes, I did. So? What's the big deal? After all, I don't care. He died like a pussy" Tears brimmed in my eyes after listening to his statement. I'm speechless. Tell me he is joking. I took a sharp intake of breath and opened my mouth to speak but he interrupted 

"Oh, come on. Leave that old man, let's celebrate! It's your first birthday with me! Let's grab some kick-ass chicken wings and-"

"I hate you" I whispered and moved backwards as he sat on the sofa, his expression unreadable. My back struck with the wall as I panted heavily, sweat trickling my forehead seeing his all wounds and bruises. He fought with my uncle and killed him. M-my husband killed my uncle?

"Say that again Mrs Siddharth" His tone made me flinch. Even his cold whisper was enough to make me flinch. I gulped hard and blinked rapidly to avoid tears rolling down my cheeks.

"I. HATE. YOU" I said, pressurising each word. He smirked and I closed my eyes. Did I really love this guy? THIS GUY? He doesn't even give a shit about my family! 

"Aditi" 

"Why," I whispered, my voice cracking and my body turning cold. I felt my feet trembling but I can't hold back anymore.

"I told you, leave that old dead man. YOU...are not allowed to hate me" Siddharth smiled and walked towards me. He tucked my hair strand behind my ear while I tried hard to stay away from him. I hate his touch...I hate it. He suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his huge physique. My eyes widened as I saw his gaze scanning my whole body. My hand which was on his broad muscular chest was now in both his hands. He moved my hand close to his face and softly pressed his lips on my knuckles. Specifically on my ring finger. Our engagement ring...it had an unusual shine. Unknowingly a soft smile broke on my lips meanwhile my eyes shut close at the sensation. I felt my cheeks heating up. I closed my eyes tighter, hating myself for reacting this way when I should mourn for my uncle's death. I hate to admit that I...love his touch. It was comforting and peaceful.

"Open your eyes wife, Look at me" Goosebumps spread across my skin as soon as his voice hit my eardrums. I nodded negatively meanwhile his grip tortured my wrist. He was so strong. Felt like he was surely going to break my wrist. Suddenly, I trembled as something poked into my cheek. I opened my eyes and realized that he brushed his stubble cheek on my cheek and wiped my tears. I pressed my lips together and allowed my tears to run down...I can't believe after all these months of him being a loving partner, he still chose to hurt me. Why? Why would he do this?

"I do have a better explanation princess" Is he a mind reader?

"I could never kill someone without any reason" He whispered and pulled his face back but still his nose was touching mine. A sob escaped my lips and more tears fell from the corner of my eyes.

"Shh," He shushed several times and almost ate-sucked my cheeks I don't know what to say...

"I love you" He whispered meanwhile his fingers made their way to my nape. His fingers entangled in my hair and my eyes almost popped out as I felt his lips covering mine-

TBC
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