The Vetri Empire

3.All I have💕

VETRI POV
When we were 18 and 26
Today was my Baby's birthday.I was in Germany for a business deal's meeting for last 2 days.
I took my private jet and landed in India at 10 pm.
I was late for her birthday.
I didn't wish her on the mobile.
As I hated having conversations on phone,private and genuine ones.
They are meant to be conveyed face to face,hands in hands and chest on chest.
I opened her room's door.
She was standing near her window looking outside wearing a mini dress.

Nobody celebrates her birthday like she deserves.
She thinks she is unloved but she doesn't know that she is not their blood.
Sharavan uncle met her last week so he didn't come on her birthday.He adopted her when he went for a mission to Kashmir.She lived with him thinking him as her own father and Lathika as her mother.
Lathika tries to stay normal with her as Shravan uncle had warned everyone not to reveal the truth.
I closed the door behind me and placed the bags on the bed and advanced towards her.
"Devi."
I called her and stood near her.she didn't look at me and didn't answer me.
"Naraz ho."
(You are upset)
I wrapped my arms around placing my head on her shoulder smelling her cherry vanilla scent.
She always smelled like cherries and Vanilla.
She moved her body to get out of my grip.But I tightened my arms securing her in my embrace.
I knew it she had her faith and trust only in me.She expected from me only.
"Happy Birthday Devi."
I whispered near her ear.
She Didn't reply.
"D Speak something."
I squeezed her body tightly hugging her.
"Kyun bolo main VetriMaaran
Aap se?"
(Why should I talk to you VM)
She whisper yelled.
Vetrimaran listening my name from her mouth sounded soo Fricking Hot and in that tone.
It was turning me on.
"Kyunke.."
(Because)
I stopped Wondering what to say.As I was late and I was guilty.
"Nahi pata na apko.
Choriye mujhe.."
(You don't know na leave)
She placed hands on my chest.Oh No.Shit.Shit.Shit.
My heart skipped a beat as I felt her hands on my soft cotton shirt.Her touch was life taking.
I jerked my head as a very horny thought crossed my mind.
I left her shoulders and placed my hands on her hands.
"Devi.Bacha I am sorry.
I got late."
(Baby=Bacha)
I said in a convincing voice squeezing her hands.
"Nahi koi pyar nahi karta mujhse.Papa ne bhi ek bhada sa gift bhej diya magar nahi ayey.."
(Nobody loves me.
Papa sent me a big gift but didn't come)
She tried to snatch her hands from my grip but I tightened my hands around her hands.
Her nose was getting red and red veins around her eyes were starting to appear and getting darker.
It happened when she felt deeply sad and suppressed her emotions.
My poor little soul.
It stung my heart to see her in pain like that.I could pull my heart out for her.
"Nahi Bacha.
Papa is busy.
He texted you and took his time out to buy a gift."
He left her hand and grabbed her face.Her breathe was getting hitched.
Her eyes getting wet.
"Koi hai tu nahi na Meray paas."
(Nobody is near me.)
She said in a heavy voice due as her throat became wet.
"Mera Baby.
Main ho na apkay paas.
Main aapsay itna Pyaar karta hon."
(My baby.
I am with you.
I love you soo much)
I wrapped my arms around her neck and pulled her in a hug.
Her limit of control was reached and the damage was done.
"Par ap hi tu Ho."
(But you are the only one)
She clutched on my shirt tightly and touched my chest with her head and started crying loudly with pain.
I gulped as my eyes got wet too.My heart was burning with pain seeing her like that.
"Kya main kaafi nahi ho?"
(Am I not enough)
It was not about me.
I was concerned about her.
We need love and who can better relate than me.
At least I had my mother who was near me and understood me.
But Sharavan wasn't near her.
"Aap hi tu ho na.
Bola nahi abhi.
Ab apko bhi samjana parhega.
Meray sab Kuch aap hi tu ho."
(You are all I have.
I told you.
Will I have to make you understand.
You are All I have.
You are my everything)
That's it.
She had to say that and my heart started beating loudly,thumping against my chest.
"Tu main ho na ru kyun rahi ho?
Late hon isliye?"
(So I am here for you.
Why are you crying.
I am late that why?)
I grabbed her face and lifted her to look at me.
Oh my God.
Soo much was in there.
"V..Aaj ek ladke ne Meri bht buri insult ki..
It cannot be even shared."
(A boy insulted me badly)
She was sobbing loudly with tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Mera Bacha.Share karu main samjon ga apko.
Trust me."
(Share it with me.
I will understand you)
I wiped her cheeks with the pad of my thumbs.
"Nahi it's too gross.
You will hate me."
She shook her head in pain and dilemma.
"I would never hate you.
Even you pull out my heart and smash it under a tacky 2 dollar heel."
I said with a scrunch of nose.
She giggled.
That brought some ease to heart.
"No...If I share it with you.
You have to give me that."
She tried to hide her face in my chest.
She wasn't going to let it out that easily.
"Ok Ok.
Let's cut the cake first.
Then,tell me.I will give it to you no matter what it costs, either its money or me myself."
I said while wrapping my arm around her shoulder and bringing her near to the gifts and cake.
I made her sit on the bed and removed a box from the bag.
I took it near her and asked her to open it.
She opened it slowly resulting into widening of her eyes and a cute gasp.
"It's a tiara."