Samaira's POV
Things were awkward between us. I felt a but ok with his behaviour on my period but now that I am off it. Things just don't make sense. I don't do that drama I did for 5 days straight. My hormones made me do it but now I have no excuses to be the real me in front of him.
He took day off for the whole week during my period but now he is at his office, and I was in my room. as usual.
Suddenly some siren went off in the entire mansion. It was annoying. I went out to see what it is.
I went downstairs to see a horrifying scene. There were tow strange people in the living room. with... GUNS?
Mumma and chachi were there too with Chachaji and Aadi.
Aaditya came in front of them to talk to them. I didn't understand what was actually happening?
"Kaun ho tum log? And how did you access coming inside?" he asked in a scary manner.
"Tch tch tch. Aaditya Malhotra. I never understood your existence in the underworld."
Underworld?
"My existence matters so much more than you assholes."
"Rudransh has sent us as a warning message that he is out. He will finish each one of you." The other guy said.
What is happening? Who is Rudransh?
"Yaha se nikal jao warna I am calling our special agents." Aaditya said calmly.
"Ishaan Malhotra se bine mila kab kahi nahi jaayenge."
"Uss Rudransh ko boldena we don't fear mfs likes him."
"Aaditya, chup chap Ishaan ko bula warna-"
"Ruk bhai. Ye nayi ladki kaun hai" one of them said pointing at me.
"Apni aankhe dur rakh waha se." Aaditya said coming in front of me and blocking their view.
"Tujhe ye bandook se koi dar nahi hai na Aaditya Malhotra?"
"Chal bata ye kisko paal rakha hai tum logo ne haa?"
Before anybody could say anything one of them was hit on his head from behind. There were men dressed in all black behind them with
Ishaan ji?
They hit the other one too as he fell down. Ishaan Ji held him by his hair and pulled his head upwards.
"Meri patni pe ek baar aur Nazare uthayi na aankhe nikal dunga mai."
"Take good care of them." He said handling the two guys to the men dressed in black.
He held my wrist and took me to our room. I was fear stuck. My voice was stuck in my throat. It was a 2-minute incident and I could sense the bloodshed which could happen.
We were in our room. I was looking at him with fearful eyes while his held concern and guilt.
"There is something I didn't tell you, honey."
I broke our eyes contact looking at somewhere else. I was dead scared.
"You don't have to be scared Samaira."
"Don't be scared of two men with guns in our house? How can I not be scared?"
I was always a sensitive hearted girl, and my rape triggered it even more. These things make me feel like I am in a cage. Like this human world is brutal.
"You don't have to be scared, Samaira. Trust me. Bas meri puri baat sunlo."
"Kahiye."
"Umm- tum please aaram se baitho." I sat on the bed, and he did too.
