Fate is a strange thing. The person you once loathed, you now begin to love. The person who once loved you may turn into a monster. Strange, even the person who you thought wouldn't want anything to do with now wants only you and you.
Richard's pov:
Once Dante left, I and Richa were alone again. She was sitting on my lap thinking about something while all I did was stare at her. In other situations I would have seemed like a creep. But when it came to Richa I didn't really care. I liked her too much to care about what other's think. She really meant alot to me. Infact, tonight when Dante came my possessive instincts seeped in. I instinctively put a hand around her waist showing Dante who she belonged to.
Finally we both were interrupted from our thoughts by a maid. She knocked on the door and announced dinner was ready. Before Richa could get off my lap I picked her up bridal style. This earned a gasp from her and she blushed.
"Put me down!" she demanded.
" Ahh darling be polite " I said sexily in her ear.
" Ugh pleasee" she said kicking her legs while in my arms.
" Say jaan please" I said winking at her
She chuckled in my arms and i loved the sound of it.
"what?" I asked confused.
" Your accent the way you say Jaan " she said
I made an O with my mouth.
" Ok jaan please will you put me down?" she said seductively.
Richard put her down before you start exploring her body roght here right now.
I gulped at the thought and placed her down. She walked up to the table and we eat dinner. After dinner we were walking up the stairs hand in hand. For an outsider it would seem everything is happening very fast. But in reality nothing felt more perfect. We went to our separate rooms. But sleep did not come to me. Alot had happened today, Richa's confession, Sam's unexpected appearance and so on.
My life seemed to be caught on two directions now. One Revenge and another Richa. Initially the plan was to.use Richa for my revenge but now its a part of me did not want her in the middle of all this. I couldn't stand Sam next to Richa so how would I let him court her or fall for her. The kind of image he has is that of a playboy I cant risk Richa getting hurt. Not after what she has already gone through.
My blood boils even when i think of the person.... Sameer Malhotra just let me get my hands on you and you are as good as dead meat.! A satisfied smile spread across my face thinking about killing the person who was responsible for Richa's tears.
You too are responsible, you too made her cry. You kept her away from the ones she loved.
My hand balled into fists and I punched the wall next to me. It hurt and blood started oozing from my knuckles. But the pain did not lessen the ache that started building inside my heart.
Without wasting a second I got up and rushed to Richa's room.
I banged on her door as if the apocalypse had just struck. I didn't care I needed to see her and talk to her.
After what seemed to be a few seconds she came and opened the door in her half sleepy state.
Worry was written all over her face. I couldn't blame her when I was behaving like a hooligan banging her door in the middle of the night. I sighed looking at her and pushed her inside the room. I closed the door with my leg and then pulling her in my arms I kissed her like there was no tomorrow. She gave in but wanted to pull away after a while. But I didn't let her get out of my arms. Finally we had to pull away for air. She looked at me with eyes full of questions and a baffled expression.
Before she could say anything I spoke up
" I am sorry for what I did to you. Sorry for keeping you away from your family. My revenge was driving me insane. I still want it but not at the cost of your happiness. Richa all you need to tell me is no. You will not be put in the middle of this chaos against your wishes. "
I saw tears in her eyes and a sad smile playing on her lips. Our eyes met and she looked down not meeting my gaze. I walked up to her and wiped away every single tear and forced her to look up at me.
" I want to do this for you. I really want to please don't say no. " she said
My heart fluttered and ached at the same time. She felt so much for me that she was ready to do this for me. It was my revenge but she wanted to be a part of it.
I caressed her cheek with the back of my fingers. I was right to think that she really is something else the day I met her.
" Ok but promise me you will be careful and not put yourself in any trouble "I said giving in to her request.
" yes " she beamed at me.
I nodded my head and we bade farewell. Tonight I knew I would sleep peacefully.Richa's pov:
I was thinking about what to do ahead. For how long would I keep Sam at bay. I had to react in favour of his advances. But every time I see him I wanted to run and cry. Hate was an understatement I loathed him so badly that I wanted to rip off every part of his body but I knew better. I had to keep my cool and calm if I wanted to help Richard. But a small question was nagging my mind why was I breaking myself for Richard? Why do I let my guard down around him? We said we like each other but it's something more. Something I can't put my finger on.
In a vain attempt of pushing my thoughts away I tried to sleep.I was walking down the aisle with Dante as my bestman. In a white wedding dress and a veil trailing behind me I walked gracefully. I reached the altar and my eyes widened. Standing in front of me in all his glory was Richard himself but not as the groom. The groom was Sameer. Sam had a triumphant smirk across his face and I had tears in my eyes. Richard got down and whispered in my ear.
" You used me for your revenge your helping me was a brutal facade. So I used you for my revenge too" Richard said with a dark emotion in his eyes.
" No" was I all i could say while i moved my head sideways in a no motion.
"come" said Sameer putting his hand forward. I had no other option but to comply. I stepped
on the alter and everything else was a daze. We didn't have vows I heard an "I do" and I felt a nudge from behind. I turned to look at Dante and he whispered "say I do now. You don't have a choice" tears blurred my vision. The people I broke myself for, the ones who I loved with all my heart in an unknown land, did this to me
. Why Richard Why.... I was crying and I looked at him. There in person stood my answer. Richard had a beautiful, gorgeous woman by his side. He was smiling and looking at her. She was my answer.....Samaira.
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