[Translation: But for now, I should grow some muscles, biceps and triceps, I have a wife now, it's natural to impress her, isn't it.]

Stepping out of the closet I walked towards the door when I noticed a small figure sleeping on the sofa. My eyes widened in realisation and I walked towards the couch. Lasya slept, completely cuddled up with the duvet in a foetus position.

She looked really uncomfortable but I refrained myself from carrying her to the bed. The last time I remembered her getting nervous and flinching was when someone tried touching her. She would turn completely awkward and jumpscare in with the slightest unintentional skin contact. And respecting her privacy I didn't do anything.

A small smile grazed my lips seeing her soundly sleeping and my fingers itched to remove the duvet that covered her face, hindering me from catching a glimpse of her beauty. My thoughts got the best of me and I slowly got rid of the duvet.

The smile fell from my face and my eyes hardened when I saw fingerprints on her cheek. Her left cheek was bruised red, and she winched when my fingers caressed the skin. My jaw clenched and anger got the best of me.

Kiski majal hai joh Moksh Mehrotra ki biwi per haath uthaya?

[Translation: who dared to raise their hand on my wife?]

All I could see was red, I so badly wanted to pent up all this rage and there was nothing other than sweating off in the gym. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't recall last night, clicking my tongue I softly removed the hairs that covered Lasya's face, disturbing her sleep.

There were bags underneath her eyes, I softly feathered the red skin, on her eyes, properly covered her with the duvet, and corrected her pillow.

I planted a chaste kiss on her forehead and stepped back. She must have been in deep sleep, if not she would have pouched onto me like a tigress, my tigress.

Grabbing my phone and the keys to Gulabo, I walked out of the door and closed it behind me. I checked the time on my smartwatch strapped on my wrist. It was still early for everyone to wake up this early judging from the back-to-back tiresome functions.

I took my protein shake which was placed on the dining table and made my way outside. Walking towards the garage I jogged towards Gulabo. Nearing her I kissed the front and then inserting the keys, I mounted the bike.

"Haye meri gulabo, ek tu hi toh hai meri, baaki sab toh moh-maya hai", I whispered, strapping my gym bag near my chest and kick-started the engine not before strapping my helmet.

[Translation: My gulabo, you are the only one of mine, everything else is an illusion]

I drove outside the gates of the mansion and accelerated the speed. The air pushed past my face and helped me clear my mind from all the events. In no time I reached the gym and parked Gulabo.

If I wanted I could easily have a home gym, but I wanted some time off everything to be me, just me. Nevan and I had a certain bro code to hit the gym at least thrice a week if not regularly, with our work commitments.

Entering inside, I dumped my bag on the nearby floor and started my workout. I had strictly warned the incharge of the place into reserving the whole gym for Nevan and me for four hours straight. I liked my place to myself when I worked out. I started with my warmup and was soon joined by Nevan.

Two hours into the gym my mind was still conflicted. I just couldn't remove the image of Lasya and her mother, the way her mother behaved with her was so disturbing and depressing to me. I was sweating profusely like a dog as my chest heaved up and down, I wiped the sweat with my towel and sat on the floor throwing my head back.

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