19: An Ugly Condition

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Aryan pulls her to her feet as he rises, the thunderstorm roars breaking away the silence.

" This ring (he holds it up in the air) what were you exactly doing? I suppose it is evidence and you are not a fool to hand me the evidence. were you having second thoughts that I am innocent(his tone turns soft, and the eyebrow arched playfully)"

The moment he tugs her closer, she turns away her face, breathing heavily as her heart thumps harder.

"No. I have no doubt it was you, especially since I saw your face myself. It's just my bad luck that you managed to get the only piece of evidence I had against you."

Kiara says attempting to get away from his hold. She feels filthy, wanting to get away from him, that perfume made her even more anxious.

" lie! you have my watch" the claim he made, looking into her eyes which refused to even offer a glance.

"Which watch?", Kiara asks pretending to be unaware of it, handing over the watch will be the last thing she would ever do. Those gazes which attempt to steal proves his suspicion right. Grabbing her face he pins her to the wall, his vicious words escaping into the air.

" Give me the watch and keep your mouth shut and I promise, I will free you from this marriage and your family will never be harmed," a deal he promised to make held no significance in Kiara's eyes, whose hands shoved him away. She yells glaring at him.

" I don't have it even if I had I will die rather than hand it to you," Kiara storms from there leaving Aryan fuming in rage. A notification chime infuses into the air captivating his attention. Unlocking it, he reads the message.

" Bhai, Mr Malhotra wants to meet you and Kiara. I sent him to the address otherwise he threatened to break the merger and then you know him. please handle him" that request of Kartik and his actions irk him but Kartik had no choice but to provide the address. The Rathods being in no capacity at the moment, to break the merger, for the first time in history had to bow down.

"Mr. Malhotra. he's coming " Aryan thinks, several thoughts race in his mind but the prior was captured by Kiara. His eyes follow her whose steps advance towards the kitchen but Aryan's voice compels them to pause over there.

" go to your room" he orders. Kiara who only abhors him had no mood to agree to any of his instructions. She turns sharply towards him, shooting glares at him.

"Why are you under the illusion that I will listen to you?" She snaps standing near the pearl beaded candle stand kept on the long table, the soft lights painting over those furious expressions casted by her beautiful face.

"I don't think you'd want to face Reyansh Malhotra." Her eyes widen on the mention of that name which sends a wave of shivers down her spine, Kiara clutches the chair tightly in an attempt to conceal it, but it doesn't escape from Aryan's sharp gazes. In the darkest corner of her heart, the deadly fear breathes, not for days but for years.

"I-I need a f-flashlight." she stammers. The realization hits Aryan that the entire villa is tossed in darkness due to the malfunction of the generator and the turbulent weather causing it to stay irreparable.

"It's in the first drawer of that cupboard. Get it quickly and leave. I don't want your presence when he arrives."

She hastily takes it and runs to her room. The villa shines with the arrival of the light and a black luxurious sedan makes its way into it. Indeed, Aryan's new rival and biggest enemy who holds grudges against him in the heart and a single aim to destroy him.

The moment he enters into the villa, Aryan welcomes him but the playful smile on his lips irks Aryan yet he controls himself but the taunt adds to his fury.

" so Aryan freed of charges"

The smile on Aryan's face conceals the inner feelings.

" Yes, please sit " Aryan offers. He heads to the elegant bar made in the hall just below the shimmering staircase and under the glass drop chandeliers.He gets the wine.

"I know what you're thinking." Reyansh says, sitting on the sofa carrying the annoying smirk.

" what," Aryan's harsh tone sets out.

"That, why I have come here, at this hour of the night, during such a dark storm." Reyansh stares at the rain droplets trickling down the glass door opening to the garden. Rain pours harder killing the silence of the night once again.

A clatter escapes into the tense atmosphere and a suitcase makes its place on the table hurling a suspicion in Aryan's mind who constricts his brows while raising one. Reyansh's presence in itself seems fishy.

He hands over the glass to Reyansh, while his own glass clinks softly against the table.

"This is what...?" Before his question can make its way, Reyansh cuts him off.

"I am ready not to break the merger. Ten contracts plus investment in your sinking company. Seems like someone was ruined before his wife's arrival. ( though the offer may be enticing yet Aryan looked disinterested in it until the hotel's mention didn't find its way out) And I'm ready to sell you Hotel Grandiano" Reyansh proposes a lucrative deal.

" What do you want?" Aryan raises the question, aware of the evil motives which live in Reyansh's dirty mind. Nothing comes at free, especially if it's Reyansh, every single favour comes at a relatively hefty cost.

" You married Kiara. the most beautiful girl in your office, most attractive girl and pleasing as well and now she is your wife who you raped," he continues blethering.

" come to the point" Aryan lifts the glass.

"Alright. Seems like someone felt bad, but why? Are you feeling remorseful for forcing yourself on her, are you?" He rises, and his steps move towards Aryan, whose intense gazes remain at the floor, his fist clenched into a ball.

" cut to the point," this time his tone was interlaced with rudeness and rage, not willing to listen to any of his rubbish.

" I want to spend this night with your wife, as far as I know, this is your so-called first night, do it and all this is yours," Reyansh spews venom, leaving the glass to clatter down on the floor. The instant those words strike Aryan he glares at Reyansh sharply.

"Oops, I guess this will be your condition if you reject my offer," an evil smile forms on Reyansh's face , lending only satisfaction to his heart especially at the vision of the shattered glass. Fuming in rage, Aryan's grip almost clenching the glass, strong enough to break it into pieces.

Holding those hands against her ears to prevent the emerging sounds making their arrival from the hall, Kiara sits at the corner of the bed, her eyes squeezed shut.

" calm down. nothing worse can happen now. Calm down. " she repeats them though they lend no solace to her stormy mind yet she endeavours to bring calm to her trembling body on whom fear has broken out, which she yearns to kill and run away from this hell.

Reyansh keeps his hand on Aryan's shoulder. Blood drips from Aryan's hand dropping on the marble floor, though the alcohol stings against the wounds yet no line of pain appears on his handsome face.

" save it for later" Reyansh advises, noticing the anger burning in his eyes.

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