𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧: 𝐀𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢 (𝟏𝟖+) ✅

26

Akshat

I clearly shouldn't be left alone with this woman.

I seriously realised this for the second time in my life. And I still stand by it. She has bewitched me.

After 182 moons, when I saw her in that office, it felt like someone punched me in my gut and soothed it simultaneously.

She has lost a little weight as to how she was when we were together, she was happier surprisingly even when I wasn't focusing on her but just, when we were married. Now that I was out of her life, I expected her to be healthier and happier, apparently with someone else. These were the deadly 182 days, that I decided to actually leave my princess alone because I thought possibly on my watch, I can't let any motherfucker come close to her. I left for Toronto as soon as our sweet and understanding family heard the news of divorce.

Very sweet and understanding.

Aarav beat me to a pulp in the boxing match, given, that I let him beat me to a pulp after he heard the news and Aisha Bhabhi is still giving me the silent treatment. My maa has forgotten to even speak to me, dad and tau ji talk only business with me. For, Kabir bhai, well he surprisingly understood me, when I least expected him to do so. He calls this a phase but I knew better, this is not a phase, I am clearly never going to drag Princess into this mess ever again, the fact that her father got murdered was enough example for my family to shut the fuck up and not meddle in whatever I was doing. They loved my princess like a daughter and they understood my motive. But still, everyone decided to code me as a villain. Whatever helps them sleep.

I don't give a fuck.

Every other time, I just made sure to know her hiding place so that I could clear out the rats from that place but she kept changing it thinking staying in a place for far too long was not enough. My princess is smart. But eventually, that led to a lot of pesticides being used by me, clearing way too many rats. Well, the more the merrier, maybe.

I was about to lose my fucking shit in the car when I held her so close again. I knew what her little head was cooking about me not touching her, which is why she sat so far away, that day I removed my arm because how could she touch a filth like me? She has been pure for so long; I don't need to malign her again. How can she even think I forgot about her? Do people often forget how to breathe?

When I saw a slight discomfort for her because of the cooling, I couldn't control myself but hold her closer.

As I got out of the car, I opened the door for her and held her hand, the storm was so strong that all the dirt and dust from the road sprung in the air like its feathers, thank God the rain was stopped by the time and it was just the wind. I held her hand to walk her over to the motel, and I stood near the gate rubbing my eyes.

"Agh" I groaned because of the dust, my eyes were blood-red.

"Kya hua, Akshat ji?" she came running towards me holding my arm when I was rubbing my eyes violently.

"Ary! Mat kariye aise" she cooed to me as we entered inside the hotel.

She brought her dupatta to the front and blew air in it and put it near my eyes and she did it three or four times, till the time I felt relaxed. Surprisingly it worked.

"Better?" she asked. And I nodded.

"Book a room," I said to the receptionist.

"Sorry sir, there are no rooms available" she said timidly.

I took out my black card and said again.

"Just, book a room" I said again and put my gun on the reception slab as well casually.