BOUNDED BY FORCE UNITED BY LOVE

chapter 15

Ahir came home early, expecting to spend a relaxing evening with Kruti. But as he entered the room, his eyes widened in surprise. Kruti was getting ready, dressed in a black A-line short skirt paired with a designer top. She looked stunning, and Ahir's eyes couldn't help but linger on her.

"Kaha ja rahi ho, itna ready ho kar? Kiske saath ja rahi ho?" Ahir asked, his voice laced with jealousy. (Where are you going, all dressed up? Who are you going with?)

Kruti turned to him, a smile on her face. "Arre baba, it's just a friend. We're going for a party. I'll be late today, so don't wait for me for dinner. Now, bye!" She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and headed out the door.

Ahir's jealousy grew as he felt ignored by her. He couldn't help but wonder who this "friend" was and why Kruti was going out with them instead of spending time with him. He felt a pang of possessiveness, his mind racing with possibilities.

"Kruti, wait!" Ahir called out, but she was already gone. He sighed, feeling frustrated and left out. He couldn't shake off the feeling that Kruti was hiding something from him.

As the evening wore on, Ahir's jealousy only grew. He couldn't concentrate on his work, his mind constantly wandering back to Kruti and her mysterious "friend". He felt like he was losing her, like she was slipping away from him.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He picked up his phone and dialed Kruti's number, his heart racing with anticipation.

"Hey, where are you?" Ahir asked, his voice laced with concern.

"I'm at the party, where else?" Kruti replied, her voice distant.

"Who's with you?" Ahir asked, his jealousy getting the better of him.

"Just friends, Ahir. Don't worry about it," Kruti said, her voice firm.

Ahir sighed, feeling frustrated. He knew he was being possessive, but he couldn't help it. He felt like he was losing Kruti, like she was slipping away from him.

"Kruti, can we talk about this when you get back?" Ahir asked, his voice soft.

"Sure, Ahir. But I'm busy right now. I'll talk to you later," Kruti said, her voice dismissive.

Ahir's heart sank, feeling like he was being pushed away. He knew he had to confront his jealousy, but he didn't know how. All he knew was that he couldn't lose Kruti, not now, not ever.

This jealousy turned into anger. He knew in which club Kruti was. He couldn't control himself and took his car, heading towards the club. He was searching for her by sitting at a corner, his eyes scanning the room with a mix of anger and possessiveness. Then, he suddenly saw Kruti having a good time with her friends - not only girls but also guys. One of them was sitting beside her, his arm casually thrown over her shoulder. They all were laughing, touching each other or hitting each other in a funny way.

Kruti was giggling uncontrollably, her eyes shining with happiness. "Oh my god, that's so funny!" she exclaimed, playfully pushing one of her friends.

"Hey, watch it!" her friend replied, pretending to be offended. "I'm a sensitive soul!"

The group erupted into laughter again, and Ahir's jealousy and anger grew. He felt a pang in his heart, seeing Kruti so carefree and happy without him and even having guys with her. He didn't create a scene and decided to sit and watch, his eyes fixed on Kruti with a mix of longing and possessiveness.

"I'm so glad we're doing this!" Kruti said, turning to her friends. "I needed a night out!"

"Totally!" one of her friends replied. "You deserve it, Kruti. You've been working so hard lately."

Kruti smiled, taking a sip of her drink. "Thanks, guys. You're the best."

Ahir's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with thoughts of Kruti and her friends. Who was this guy sitting next to her? Why was he touching her like that? Ahir's anger simmered just below the surface, but he kept his cool, continuing to watch Kruti with a mix of emotions.

Kruti and her friends headed towards the dance floor, their energy infectious as they vibed to the music. Ahir's hands clenched into fists, his anger and jealousy simmering just below the surface. He controlled himself, not wanting to make a scene, but his eyes blazed with intensity.

As the song changed to a romantic couple's song, the crowd began to pair up. Kruti's friend, who had been dancing alone, smiled at her and Kruti pulled him into a graceful embrace. They moved in perfect harmony, their bodies swaying to the music like they were made for each other.

"I love this song!" Kruti exclaimed, her eyes shining with happiness.

"Me too!" her friend replied, spinning her around. "We always had great chemistry on the dance floor, Kruti!"

When the dance ended, Kruti beamed at her friend. "Man, we make a good pair!" she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.

Her friend chuckled. "Bro, we always did it in college as well! After all, we are dancers! We should start our own dance crew again!"

Kruti laughed. "That would be amazing! We could call it 'The Groove Squad'!"

Ahir's jealousy and anger grew, his mind racing with thoughts of Kruti cheating on him. He felt a surge of possessiveness, his eyes fixed on Kruti with a fierce intensity. His eyes were red, his veins visible as he struggled to control himself.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm down. But the sight of Kruti laughing and smiling with her friend, their bodies so close, was too much for him. He felt like he was losing her, like she was slipping away from him.

"Why is she dancing with him like that?" Ahir thought to himself, his mind consumed by jealousy. " Doesn't she know how much I love her? Doesn't she care that I'm hurting right now?"

Ahir's heart raced with emotions, his mind a jumble of anger, jealousy, and possessiveness. He knew he needed to calm down, but he couldn't help the way he felt. He felt like he was on the verge of losing control.