Burning Hearts

113. 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐭𝐞𝐝

Chapter-113

Author's POV

" They itch" Shiva lied brushing his eyes before removing the lens and throwing them aside.

Vikram felt truly bad for Shiva. He knew how this man was devoted to his wife. Sadly, there was nothing he could do about it.

" Let's go..." Shiva cleared his throat and looked at Aryan who was still looking at Manvi.

Mitena and Shikoba knew who they were. So they didn't look surprised.

" Ratha sir...I will start my treatment, come here" Achyuta who had no idea about anything looked towards Shiva with a dumb smile.

Parul's eyes tore from Shiva. Her eyes widened and her ears alerted.

Did he call him Ratha?

Does he not know who he is?

Parul thought Shiva would definitely hit him but nothing like that happened.

Shiva walked towards her, his eyes roaming around her body in a hungry way. Not lustfully. It had been days since he saw her, touched her, felt her, he was deprived. He was hungry. His eyes were sore.

Shiva's eyes ever so slowly travelled from her misty honey-brown eyes to her nose, lips and then to her slender neck. The bruise was looking bright and turning purple.

His jaw twitched and his fists balled up. Raw anger coursed through his veins. He would kill Achyuta soon, very soon.

His eyes then went down to her belly. It didn't look any different. His eyes travelled back to her misty eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat when she noticed something shiny around his neck. It took her a minute to realise what it was. It was her toe rings and he was wearing it like a pendant with the chain that she had given him to keep safe.

She felt stupid for hurting him. His eyes welled up as she began sobbing. Parul couldn't look into his intimidating eyes anymore. She looked down at her feet and continued sobbing.

" Here Avani, let me remove the cloth" Achyuta tried to touch her which only increased Aryan's rage tenfold. He wanted to chop him into pieces the very minute.

Manvi saw him clenching his fists and gritting his teeth. She hadn't seen this version of Aryan for years. Ever since they married, he decided to be the good man that she deserved and let go of violence. Even after three years of living a lie, he didn't do anything that would break his promise. Except for killing Bala and co.

Manvi pushed Achyuta's hands aside and rushed towards Aryan who was only three four steps away.

Aryan stopped walking and stood there with open arms.

" I missed you Arya" she cried, resting her head against his chest. Hot tears cascaded down his cheeks as he engulfed her frame.

He didn't know what to say.

I missed you Manu would be an understatement.

He lived in agony for three years. He lived for his son. He lived a life of sadness and grief. He lived a life without happiness. He lived a life without her.

So saying I miss you wouldn't do justice to whatever he went through.

Time seemed to still as the couple cried for all the lost moments, pain and heartbreak.

By now, Achyuta had realised that he was in the trap. But before he could blink his eyes, Mansoor had placed a gun behind his head, challenging him to move.