Thakur's Hidden Desire | 18+

32. Shaken Trust

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Inayat POV

Bhai Jaan took me to his room directly. I was scuffling to look back at him, but unexpectedly he wasn't following us. Why didn't he stop my brother?

"Bhai Jaan! I told you that I love him."

I pulled my hand out of my brother's hold with a jerk. I want him here. I want him to defend our love, but why didn't he come? Does he want me to talk to Bhai Jaan on my own? Bhai Jaan turned towards me angrily, and cupped my jaw tightly with his one hand, making my lips part a little.

"You don't even know what you're saying Inayat."

Bhai Jaan growled at me. He calls me 'Inayat' only when he is pissed off, otherwise I'm his baby Inu. I sucked on my lower lip. Tears were all set to flow down my cheeks.

"He is a devil. He cannot be trusted."

He declared again, and I inhaled sharply.

"He swore that he belonged only to me."

I told him, with an expectation that he would understand the feelings I have for him now. We all have been misunderstanding him for so long. He is not a bad person.

"Oh! Those cliche lines, and my baby sister got impressed."

Bhai Jaan bellowed at me, making me bite on my lower lip.

"He is playing with you like he has played with many girls in his entire lifetime."

He told me, and I gaped at him. Did he really have other women in his life? I won't be able to digest this fact now when I've seen my portraits painted by him. I want to be his only muse, only love and only obsession. I'm possessive about him.

"What do you mean?"

I asked in a stern voice. I was ready to defend my husband now.

"He visits brothels quite often. Don't you know it?"

Bhai Jaan questioned me, my gaze wavered confusingly. Yes, this is something that I know even before I was married to him, but it could be false also.

"That must be a lie!"

I mumbled, my eyes ducked down.

"No, baby. That's not. He goes there, does dirty deeds with women, and now he wants to do the same with you. You are his new toy. He cannot respect women like you've always desired. He sees them as a plaything."

Bhai Jaan elucidated to me, cupping my cheeks tightly. I was already a crying mess by now.

"I saw love in his eyes."

I told him in a low trembling voice.

"You don't even know what love looks like. Someone spoke few nice words to you, and you melted down. Love is a time taking process. It cannot happen at a glance."

Bhai Jaan explained to me, and now I didn't have any answer. I know my husband isn't wrong, but how do I explain this to my brother? He won't believe me.

"Do you know what love is?"

I asked him, holding his wrists lovingly.

"Obviously I do!"

He answered, his eyes sparkled with zeal.

"Whom do you love?"

I enquired senselessly.

"Ru...you need to stop. I am talking about the shayaris I pen down."

He answered, but I was to disturbed to pay attention to anything he just spoke.