"What do you mean I was gifted to you?"
"It is not good to eavesdrop but you heard it right. You are a gift that was forcefully imposed on me."
"Y-You... are.... lying..."
"Am I? You know what? Gift is a very fancy term for you. 'Trash' suits you be...
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Yuvaan's POV
I knew she was not right in the head, if she was, she wouldn't have brought me with her when she was given a chance to have a solo trip. And everyone called me insane - they should meet my wife for a change.
But she smiled, and it wasn't just a mere smile; her brown orbs twinkled and face glowed when she told me to pack my bags for our honeymoon. For a minute, I froze and couldn't believe my eyes, but when I saw something that reminded me of myself, a spark passed through my body.
She was not what she showed others; she was hiding something deep down in her soul, and for the first time, I got a glimpse of her real self. The way she looked at me with no fear and commanded me - I can't express how it felt.
Saying it was awesome would be an understatement; it was something else entirely.
And yesterday, I got to dig more into what the real deal Reyna Bakshi was. I wouldn't lie, she had intrigued me ever since she came in my life, but my revenge wouldn't let me see her as any different from what her father was.
I got aware of her parents abandoning her weeks ago when I noticed that she never called her parents and only talked to her friends and brother. She never once went out to meet anyone and stayed at home only.
Actually, I had a upper hand and could have tortured her without keeping her in my house, but I didn't know why I was still keeping her with me. My thoughts were jumbled up, and it hadn't left my notice that my nerves went haywire more whenever she was around.
If it continued like this, I would lose all of my sanity and drop back into the soulless pit which Mom worked so hard to get me out from. I deserved the beating; I knew I was being unreasonable by comparing Reyna with her parents, but I had no excuse to tell Mom.
She warned me that she would never talk to me if I troubled my wife again and would work on the divorce. Moreover, she told Reyna about Tamannah too. I was angry at her for revealing my past like that, but there was no use mulling over spilt milk.
But why was Mom getting involved in my matter? I was not a kid anymore, so why did she still treat me like one?
And as for Kitten, she could have the divorce if she wanted; it wasn't like I couldn't accomplish my goal if she wasn't married to me. Her dad was the main culprit, and he would pay for what he did, and I would take every return for the amount of innocent blood he shed.
I knew Reyna was blameless, that girl didn't even know the B of business, but I wouldn't apologize for what I did to her. I was angry and add it to my other issues.
I can't take it if someone outsmarts me every time, which she was doing very efficiently and quietly.
