Generally sapno ka Rajkumar hi Rajkumari ko villian se bachata hai, par yaha toh kahani hi alag hai.....
The wife of Indo-Italian Mafia trapped between the chaos of trust, truth and faith is fighting against her own love. Will she regret her decisi...
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After a Week
"Dr. Nakshatra." I heard someone.
"Hi! I am Dr. Aditi Chandravanshi. Nice to meet you. If you don't mind I would like to befriend you as I'm also a fresher here." she introduced herself.
"Oh hi Dr. Aditi. Myself Dr. Nakshatra Rishi Singh Rathore. I would surely like to have you as my friend.
" You must've been loving your husband dearly." I heard her saying.
"Huh?" I asked being confused.
"The glow on your face when you introduced yourself while your name rolling out of your tongue so proudly. It indicates your love towards your husband." She said.
"I do love him, but..." There was a loss of words.
" But?" She questioned.
"Nothing, Come on let's review these files together." I said trying to coverup my sentence earlier.
The day passed like that. Few cases which are supposed to be handled are really critical with least chances of survival. Every doctor hopes to get the surgery done successfully but sometimes even after applying lots of efforts and skills, its not possible to succeed.
I still remember that day when I lost my first patient. I cried and cried for hours. But the thing that I yearned the most at that time was a warm hug from my Ish. His mental support, his love, his care, his affection, his attention, his everything. Not Mr. Rathore, my Ish. The one whom I lost 8 years ago, on the graduation day or on the day when I lost my precious human rather 'humans'. The one who Still hasn't returned. I guess never will he.
After that tiring day, I went back only to come across that jerk. He was sprawled upon the bed working on his laptop. God knows what!
Entering the closet, I searched for something comfortable to wear when I noticed his black shirt.
Fucking sexy. Without a second thought, I grabbed it before wearing it.
"Yeh Kya hai ?" I Mumbled when I felt something inside the pocket. Cigarette packet.
I took one out of it and went towards the balcony before lighting it.
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"What are you doing Mrs. Rathore?" Nakshatra heard his voice.
"umm... Nothing." She replied.
"Have the audacity to lie?" He smirked.
"No-no, I ain't lying." She replied.
He trapped her between his arms and slid one of his hands around her waist only to catch hold of the cigarette. He caught hold Of the burning cigarette from her hands before saying"Oh, so you're smoking. Why?"
