TRUST

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🌸 Ishq bhi tu
     Mera pyaar bhi tu 🌸

Nikhil's pov:-

I don't sleep at night but today morning I found myself lying on the bed shirtless  and Divya's head on my chest.

She was sleeping while cuddling me as if the world would end if I leave.

I got up and carefully made Divya sleep comfortably and  went freshen up.
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(Time skip)

I was walking in the corridor and going back to my room when Divya came running and collided with me.

Her forefinger of the leg was bleeding, her hair was open and the nape of neck brutally injured and bleeding her cheeks were very red, her sleeve was torn and she looked as if her soul left her body.

She saw me, I wanted to say so much but before that she just walked away but I held her wrist and pulled her to me, put chests inches apart.

And just then I saw that irritating Ahuja but I got an idea of the scenario.

"What happened....why are you like this?"

"Like what?"

"Come on you know what I am talking about, you are hurt"

"You will not understand or believe me"

"Remember I said before the marriage that I will make sure you never adjust but always be comfortable....Trust me I will"

I could observe the tsunami of emotions she was going through when I said those words.

To my surprise she caught my arm, rested her head on my chest and started crying.
Not that I couldn't figure out how hurtful she was.

Her gaze shifted towards kartik "This man came into the room and tried to harrass me..(crying harder) he called me your slut....He said I married you for your money and to get paid from you as a slut...He kissed and hurt me...He wanted me to sleep with him"

I expected a after seeing him there but I thought he must have said utter nonsense or taunted her but this was way beyond limits.

How dare that motherfucker touch...I could sense the rising anger in me.

"Oh god! Nikhil  you know me from such a long time of course I would not do anything so cheap and also what value does she have infront of us, I can buy a women hotter than her rather do something like this with this dirty slut---

I punched him hard on his face with all my force and anger

"Say anything like this about my wife again and I will make sure your buried 10 feet  below the ground never ever to be found again"

"How dare you nikhil"

No no no...how dare he this body man looking like a chickpea.

The more I punched and kicked him the much more relief I felt.

"Tu hamse hamara kaam chin na chahta tha toh hamne maaf kiya par hamari Patni ko hath lagakar galti kari...hamse hamko hi chin na chahte ho"
(You tried to snatch my business, I let you go but you did a big mistake by touching my wife...you tried to snatch me from myself ?)

" bas kijiye Me. Oberoi vo mar gayega"
(Stop it Mr. Oberoi he will die )

After my palm was full of his blood and so much of fight the security came and took him because Divya called them as she was scared he might die.

"I hope you are fine Mr.Oberoi, I am sorry to leave you alone"

This girl is put of my understanding, AGAIN to my surprise she did something, this time it was foolish

She widened her eyes and said " Mr. Iceberg...haww you even know how to apologize. Oh god! Why didn't I know that"

This girl! She wants to joke right now..really??

"Seriously "

"Heheh..thank you"

" but you are getting a punishment"

"What? Why?"

" I am very disappointed that you don't even trust this much that at such a sensitive thing I will leave my promise and forget my duties as your husband"

"I am sorry..It was all Mr.ahuja who influenced me"

"You believed?? I know I am not your actual husband but I am indeed a human and not as wife but for the sake of humanity...You are my responsibility"

"Thank you"
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