RAJVEERThe moment we heard Ranveer's voice, Diya's grip on my hand became tighter. I looked at her, and the only thing I could see in her eyes and expressions were fear. This angered me more. How dare Ranveer come here?I turned around and walked towards him. I stood in front of him and glared at him."Wow! You're shooting glares. Wow!" He chuckled, making me roll my eyes."Why the hell are you here?" I growled."Nothing much. You can see the bandages on my bruises," he replied while pointing towards his bruised face and hands. "So?" I was uninterested."So, I was here for my treatment. And then, I saw you enter this room, so why not greet you. After all, you're my brother," he spoke while laying focus on the word brother and looking at Diya.For that moment, I wanted to rip off his eyes, just for looking at the girl with wrong intentions. But the guards I have put on around me restricted me to do that, and I didn't want to procure additional stress for the girl who is healing."I t
RAJVEER"Come, I will drop you home and explain your parents everything," I told Diya and then noticed her expressions.Although she nodded, but she seemed lost somewhere like she was scared of her family's reaction maybe. Well, if that's the reason, I will make sure that her family doesn't go overboard and she is safe."Don't worry. I am here, with you," I told her as I held her hand and she smiled mildly.Maybe all she needs is assurance, that someone is with her, every moment, taking a stand for her and caring for her. Maybe, that's all she expects in her life, someone just like that.I then took her to the parking of the hospital, to my jeep and got the door for her. She quietly got in and I sat on the driver's seat."I am not feeling right," she spoke and I looked at her."Should we go to the doctor? How are you feeling? Is everything okay? Come, let's go back," I recited. "No, no! Nothing like that," she replied."Then?" I asked."It's just. I am scared," she spoke in a low ton
DIYABhaiya's words shocked me. What does he mean by saying Raj isn't a good man? He is the best man I have ever met in my life. The one month we spent together, the way he takes care of me, and the way he was restless just because I was kidnapped and in a hospital, all of this can't be a lie."Why are you saying this?" I asked him.I could sense my voice choking and I was somehow unprepared for bhaiya's answer."Because he is a mafia," he responded."So?" I asked him.What happened if he is a mafia? That means he is bad? There are many people who portray themselves as saints, but in the end, they are the worst people."He does illegal things, he kills people," bhaiya announced in a shocked tone.His expressions felt like a shock to me, as he wasn't expecting such kind of replies from me."Bhaiya, you work under his network. So you're doing illegal things as well and I can swear on God, he has never killed anyone," I responded.One thing that I can blindly trust in Raj, he has never k
The Next DayRAJVEERI was waiting for Diya to arrive home as it was almost 2:30 pm. To be honest, I was worried for her, because of the kind of family she lives in, it's not possible to for her to receive proper care for her recovery. And the way her mother reacted yesterday, I don't even think they would care for her. Why do pure souls like Diya get such a wicked family?As I moved to and fro around my room, one of the servants knocked on the door. I immediately went on and opened the door."Yes?" I asked him."Diya madam is here," the servant informed me."Okay," I sighed.The servant turned around to go, but then I remembered something."Hari," I called him."Yes sir?" He responded as he turned back."Do one thing. Cut two plates of fruits and bring them to Ved's room," I ordered him."Okay," he nodded and walked away.I took a deep breath before getting out of the room and walked towards Ved's room. As I entered his room, I was pleased to witness the scene happening there. Ved h
SIYA "Like, I have seen so many movies and read so many books, and whatever I felt, resonates with one feeling that I had in my heart. That's love. I love you, Raj," I confessed. I did not believe in keeping my feelings hidden or wait for the perfect time to say things because what I believe is that hidden feelings can trouble you a lot and there is no perfect time, and it may happen that if you wait for long, you end up losing that person for forever. And Raj is like someone who can light up every dark corner of my life. How can I ever lose him? How can I ever let him go? That's why I thought it to be the best thing when I confessed that. "What are you saying, Diya?" His response shocked me as I looked at him. I didn't expect that kind of response from him. He looked cold and stern who was glaring at me. "What am I saying? Raj, I am saying what I feel," I replied, taken aback by him. "That you love me?" He asked, in a tone, which felt like mocking the word love. "Yes," I nodde
DIYAThe moment I walked out of Rajveer's room, I felt like my stomach was churning badly, making me unable to stand. I had so many things going on in my head that I needed to vent it, but before that, I felt extremely uneasy.With that unfathomed uneasiness, I ran towards the washroom and threw up a little bit. It was a heartbreak for me, the person I fell in love with broke my heart and along with my heart, my body felt terrible as well. Maybe because I hadn't recovered from my injury completely.But I was clear about one thing, that I wasn't able to bear it and that's why I sat on the bathroom floor and started crying. It was paining bad, as my heart was aching and I couldn't even breathe. My breathing deepened as I sobbed and my body started trembling. I looked around and the world seemed to fade due to the tears filled in my eyes.I do not believe him. Yes, I do not believe the fact that he doesn't love me. How can I believe it? Because he was the one who stayed with me every m
DIYA"I think that's a good idea, but..." As I kept on hearing what they had to say about me, standing behind the door and stopping myself from crying, bhaiya's voice sounded concerned."But what?" My mother asked."Diyu has her dreams, maa. She wants to study and then end up working in an office. She wants to have a good career. We can't strip her of that dream."I sighed at Bhaiya's words. He still cared about me. And that's when I wiped my tears and stood straight. I knew that no matter what happens, Bhaiya is always there with me."What good career? Once she marries, she will have a career or not, that will be decided by her husband. Do you think a man would let her work if he earns enough? We will find a good man for her," my mother spoke."But maa, shall we have her consent for this?" Bhaiya questioned."Yeah. And then, she will say that no, I want to be with that Raichand. Trust me, Daksh. That man is just using my daughter for his pleasure. Once he gets fed up with her, he wi
DIYA"I am not asking you, Diya. This is a God damn order," he shouted at the top of his voice and I flinched.I looked at him, and he looked angry. I then looked at Ved, he was scared due to Raj's tone as well.I couldn't fight him anymore, I didn't have the zeal in me to fight or argue. I was just tired.It feels like I am a ping pong, who keeps on shuffling from one's decision to another. Maa and Bhaiya want to marry me off, without even thinking about me, what I want? Rajveer is ordering me, asking me to follow him, while he doesn't even care about what I want, not even acknowledges my feelings.At this moment, when I was mentally exhausted, I couldn't fight anyone, anymore. So, I quietly stood up and walked to him. He glared at me and then walked out of the room while I quietly followed him.As I got into his room, he made me sit on the bed and took out all the medical aid that he needed for the dressing of my wound. I kept quiet and looked at him while he was preparing."Your wo