VIKRAM SINGH RATHORE:

After receiving blessings from the priest and elders me and my wife went to our friends.

My.Wife.

She is my wife now and that thought alone is giving me goosebumps and fucking butterflies in my belly.

" Congratulations to you both " our friends said together,and I just nodded my head in reply. And then something happened which had me looking at the four girls standing in front of me weirdly.

One second they were smiling and hooting for us and the next moment the four were tackling eachother into a group hug and was crying, and the reason unknown to us boys.We four looked at eachother dumbfounded.

What the hell is happening here?

I looked at Abhi who was looking at Kia with a worried expression on his face.

Fucking whipped man.

' You are saying as if you are any better.' My subconscious mind mocked me.

After some minutes they became normal and broke the hugg.

"What happened sunflower? Why did you cried?" asked my love sick puppy who otherwise know as Abhimanyu Singhania to his beloved fiance.

"Nothing Maan, it's just we are feeling so happy" Kia said in a comforting tone.

Well, Women are CONFUSING.

♡

My wife's bidaai was not like how I expected it would be. Sure there had lot of crying and cheering, teasing and all, but the only genuine emotions I felt the above mentioned all was on her brother's and bestfriend's face. I don't know why but I felt like their family was relieved to send her away from her home. Like they are tired of being with her.

I don't know how can someone get tired of being with this angel, My angel.

If it was upto me I would always keep her close to my heart so that I can listen to her - the reason of my existence- heartbeats,and she can witness the effect she have on me.

I looked at the scene infront of me, Siddharth and Siya were hugging eachother and crying, he was kissing her forehead with so much love. By looking at them one can say how much they love eachother. And that sight made my heart clenching with the painful yet happiest memories of someone.

Someone so precious, so pure and was taken from us, FROM ME, MY VANI.

A hand placed on my shoulder brought me back to the reality. I looked and saw that it was Siddharth who placed his hand on my shoulder.

" Vikram, I know you are powerful, ruthless and unforgiving in the business world, I also know that you are a perfect son, brother, and ruler of your Kingdom. But I need to make a request to you as the brother of my sister, please Keep her safe and happy forever. I'm giving you the Goddess of our house, please keep her happy, Always " he said, his tone was requesting at first but then it turned into warning.

"I'll, Always" I said in a promising tone.

Because I intended to keep my promise.

Nodding at my response he left from there to look after some arrangements. And I wondered if I'll ever get a chance to be like him?

My thoughts are again broke by the vibration of my phone. It vibrated for a couple of time, so I opened it only to know that it was a couple of messages from an unknown number.

How did they got my personal number?

I fastly opened it to get shocked by the messages.

( The one in Italic is the message from the anonymous person, and the bold one are Vikram's reply)

'CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR WEDDING, YUVRAJ VIKRAM SINGH RATHORE.'

'You didn't listened to my words and married that girl , now you are going to see what happens when someone don't listen to me.'

'I think you are not taking me seriously ? '

' Remember what happened to your Siya on the day of your wedding shopping? IT WAS ME '

'It was just a trailer, picture abhi bhaki hai mere dost'

'I'll make sure she won't survive. She took what's mine'

'If you try to get close to her, you will see her bleeding. I'll make her beg for death'

'You are mine Vikram, ONLY MINE'

'You were looking so hot today that all I wanted was to taste you, everywhere. And soon that will happen.'

WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?

HOW DID YOU GET MY NUMBER

DON'T YOU DARE TO TOUCH MY WIFE, YOU WILL CURSE THE DAY YOU BORN IF YOU EVER TRIED TO HURT HER

I looked around for someone suspicious, but found none. I felt disgusted after reading the messages.

WHO THE HELL IS THIS? IS IT HER? OR HIM?.

I don't care who is this, but I'll not let them hurt my Siya, I have already lost a piece of my heart and I'll not let to happen it again.

If I need to keep her safe, I need to distance myself from her till I find the psycho.

♡

And that's exactly what I did after rejoining with my friends. I ignored my newly wedded wife on our very first night together.

What an Asshol I'm ?

After the Grahpravesh I immediately left the hall and went to the only place where I'll get solace for sometime. I closed the door and locked it. I went towards the pink bed and sat on it. I removed the turban and Jacket of the sherwani. I rubbed my face with both my hands.

I looked around the room, it's been more than twenty three years, but this room didn't changed a bit. I didn't let anyone change it. The same pale pink coloured walls and white curtains. The little toys scattered around the small crib only increased the weight on my chest. I took the photo frame placed on the bedside table and traced the picture with my fingers. And tears rolled down my eyes.

" Vani, I miss you so much today. It should have been you who should tease me and robbing my money. It should have been you who should take my Aarti, it should have been you who should welcoming your Bhabhi ma, but you are not here. Where are you mere baccha, your bhai is in pain without you, our parents is in pain without you, our kingdom is in pain without you, please come back, please come back to us, come back home." I said while looking at the black eyes of her.

The same black eyes as mine, the same brown hair as mine, the same skin colour as mine, my blood, my sister, Shravani Rathore, my Vani.

" I'll find you Vani, I'll bring you back from wherever you are. And then I'll punish those who took you away from us, from me, please be safe, your Bhai Sa will come and get you,even if it takes a thousand years." I again promised looking at her baby photo with me where me kissing her chubby rose cheeks.

She was just two years old when she was taken from us, from ME by one of our rival.

Shravani was the light of this house, the only girl child born after five generations. Shravani Raghav Rathore was the apple of everyone's eyes. She was a true princess and on the day of her second birthday someone snatched her away from us. She was like a daughter to me even if I was also younger. The first time I picked her up was when she was a toddler, she opened her mesmerizing black orbs which filled with so much innocence, and from that exact moment I promised myself that I'll keep her safe and secure, she'll always be under my protection. I would alwas stick to her side or crib. But that unfortunate day snatched the light of this Kingdom. And I'll make sure to bring that back. That's why I consider everyone except my Siya as sisters. Especially Kainat, she remaind me about my Vani. Her black eyes filled with innocence and brown hair similar to my Vani. The day of her engagement, when she accidentally called me bhai, I felt like the exact same as I felt when my Vani looked at me for the first time. I wanted to protect her. I didn't say anything about this to Abhi, because he will say it's just my imagination. But whenever I see Kainat and her brothers together, my heart long for my sister.

I wiped away the tears and looked around the same room which me, Aaryan, Baba and Chote papa prepared personally for our princess. This room is my comfort zone, Vani is my Solace while the other woman waiting for me in our room is my fucking Sanity.

And I intend to keep twi of these close to me, FOREVER.

I'll find you Vani.

♡

After spending two more hours in my sister's room I went to my chamber without making any noise, because I know my wife would be sleeping now. But what made me stop is her, she was sleeping on the bed in a sitting position while supporting her head on the bedrest. She didn't even changed her wedding dress. Maybe she waited for me and fell asleep like that. I felt terrible thinking that.

I'm the worst husband one could get.

I went towards her and adjusted her slowly into laying position and put the blanket on her. She is deep sleeper, so didn't wake up easily.

I then sat on a chair beside the bed facing her sleeping form. I never liked someone else entering in my room, but she laying there with the heavy red wedding lehenga with hands full with bangles and mehandi, neck adorned with the mangalsutra and the forehead covered the sindoor of my name felt natural. Like she was bound to be here, with me, IN MY BED, MY ROOM, MY LIFE, MY HEART, MY SOUL.

I didn't even complimented her about how beautiful and ethereal she looked as my bride. I looked at her sleeping face her beautiful baby face with chubby cheeks and hazel eyes, the cute button nose and that pink, plumpy full lips. Her lips was formed in a cute pout and I controlled my urge to remove that cute pout from her lips using mine.

I controlled myself and again continued 'my biwi admiring moment ' . Her long and milky white neck complements the black beaded mangalsutra perfectly. My gaze went to her waist and it stucked there. Her small but curved waist had me lose my sanity for a moment. She had a cute little tummy which looked very cute but sexy at the same time. And that damn waist chain, that thing is making me crazy. I wish I could be that waist cain so that I can be close to her always. I want to run my fingers and tongue over them.

God Vikram, control yourself, when did you get this horney?

I closed my eyes and took some deep breaths to calm my desire. And then I opened my eyes and looked at her again. The waist chain was a thin gold chain with small stars and stones attached to it.

I mentally noted to buy every kind of waist chain for her. And then my attention went towards her milky white leg which was adorned with heavy anklets.  And I wonder what sounds they would make while jiggling over my shoulder while I fu....

STOP IT VIKRAM. NOW FOCUS ON SOMETHING ELSE.

my subconscious mind roared at me and I came out of my dirty thoughts.

Looks like my woman here loves jwellery.  And her wish is my command.

My thoughts are again interrupted by a small snoring sound and I looked at the source to found my cute little wife. I chuckled slowly at her. The moonlight from the balcony show casting on her face and she looked just like a moon.

My Chanda.

And my thoughts went to earlier when I got the message, if I found the person who ever thought about hurting my biwi, I'm going to make them beg on their knees infront her for death but I'll not grant them, I'll torcher them so much that anyone would scare at the thought of looking at my biwi.

I then once again looked at my Chanda and looked at her without blinking my eyes for once.

To be continued...