𝐂𝐇𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐈: 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞| 𝟏𝟖+ [Extended Ver.]

𝟔. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄

DRISHYE'S POV

I parked my car in front of my villa, the one my assistant had left at the airport in Dehradun.

It's raining profusely. Something very unnatural to happen in the month of March. Probably, nature's way of welcoming my Rose.

I chuckled at my thoughts. How poetic!

I glanced at the rearview mirror and there she was, the love of my life, my Goddess, my beautiful, exhausted Rose dozed off with her little girl nestled against her. She occasionally stroking her shoulder, comforting her even in sleep. Mother instincts!

She's so pure...

For the first time, she was getting the sleep she deserved- a sleep of lifetime, I suppose. My heart clenched as I thought about the pain she had endured, the turmoil she had to go through...unfair and undeserved. She hadn't asked for any of it. She wasn't meant for a world filled with deceit and cruelty, with people like the filthy Joshis. Motherfuckers!

She deserved to be cherished. To be adored. To be worshipped like the Goddess she is.

She has no idea how much beautiful she is, how her presence alone has the power to heal my decades long broken heart.

I watched her delicate eyelashes flutter. They were resting after a long time. How many times were their soaked in tears?

Well, now they'll never have the reason to fall in the first place. I will not let that happen at any cost.

But suddenly, realization hit me like a truck and my heart sank, instantly.

What will happen when she finds out the truth?

I clenched the steering wheel when felt a sinking feeling gnawing my chest.

Will she leave me again...why can't she accept me?

She didn't come to you by her own choice either. You still hope she'll see you the way you see her?

My conscience mocked and it stung. She had no choice left. I just happened to be present in the airport and that led her back to me. But in the end...was it real? Was any of it real?

A bitterness bubbled up my throat which I forcefully swallowed.

But then... why did I do all of this?

The question cut through the haze of doubt in my mind. All the ten years of my life I dedicated to bring her into my life. To make her mine.

So, when I'm finally in a position to win her? Why should I give up?

It was her who chose the wrong person while the man who was ready to kiss the floor she walkes on was begging for her love. Hence, she suffered.

She brought this upon herself. But now... now that she's here, with me.

And, she'll be safe. She'll be away from the world filled with filthy assholes like the Joshis. None can touch her now. She's mine. All mine. To cherish, to love, to worship.

And I'll make sure she understands my worth. And hers. Who she truly belongs to. Who deserves her. Who is her worshipper.

I've spent a decade worshipping her from afar. Now, I'll pray to her everyday, every moment with her in front of my eyes, breathing the same air as mine.

She's my Rose, my goddess and she'll soon realize that she's always been mine.

I felt so happy in my heart. So thrilled. Finally, the ghar ki Lakshmi will grace my house, filling it with her divinity.