DAKSHIKA

8|Daksh warning Angad

HIS POV

Without a doubt, I was pleased to hear she consented to marry me. The thought of sharing my complete life with her filled me with a different kind of emotions and sentiments.

I was not sure what I felt was love or not, but I was certain about having deep emotions for her. Her presence always stirred me with powerful connections, deriving strong and pure emotions within me for her.

Whereas, I felt the need to have a conversation with her and discuss a few things before we got tied together in a relationship. I wanted to know what happened that day, what made her leave like that. I was curious about her feelings and opinions regarding this marriage.

It was also important for me to clear misinterpretations between us. I want to tell her everything about me and my situation. Everything about my sudden departure from the wedding and the havoc created in our lives by Durgadas and his son in these months. I did not want to leave space for any kind of misunderstanding between us.

Not only that but I also had to inform her father and her brother about the mishappenings that might occur soon in our lives. It was the need of the hour.

Especially when that bastard was present right in front of my eyes. It was tough for me to restrain myself in front of everyone, or else he would have been left with broken limbs. I could not bear to even look at his face after that day when I caught Angad doing monstrous activity. The day I witnessed him doing such a hideous task and heard about all the corrupt plans he had in his mind, I planned to butcher him and his family or else many innocent life be destroyed.

I was strolling on the lawn outside waiting for her to arrive since we were told to have a little talk in a couple of hours. But what could these couple of hours do when I had a river of questions to ask and multiple explanations to do? Our feelings were far beyond the boundation of time.

While wandering over my thoughts, I looked towards the house entrance and saw her coming onto the lawn with a tray of two glasses in hand.

She was looking gorgeous in a blue saree today. That blue saree was wrapped perfectly around her body, covering all her curves. Her slim waist was swinging flawlessly. She was walking towards me and my heart was beating faster and faster. She was looking stunning, beautiful and whatnot.

I always felt a different pull towards her. I could gaze upon her glowing face all my life, day and night. I don't know what magic was she doing to me but she was raising my heartbeats with every step she took.

She did not lift her eyes even for once. And it was killing me every second.

Why punish me like that?

She came near the seats and placed the tray on the table.

"Apke liye juice," she said while handing me the glass, and looking at me with those lovely eyes.

I held the glass while holding the same gaze with her, further brushing her fingers with mine. She looked at me with wide eyes, being a little affected.

"Kya baat karni hai aapko humse?" She asked nervously.

"Hume chhor kar kyu chali gyi thi us din?" I asked in my scratchy tone.

She gulped nervously and lowered her eyes after a few minutes.

"I....I.. actually....." She was trying to say something when suddenly we heard a honk from the main gates of the haveli and she immediately took her hands back.

I looked at her being very nervous and maybe I was enjoying it a little.

I followed her gaze, she looked at the car and found that it was my family. My grandparents and my sister got out of the car. The gatekeeper was directing them to the haveli.