My loveless marriage

Part 39

***Naina's P. O. V***

As I sat there on the living room sofa, nervously fidgeting with my saree pallu and trying hard not to look up at Rohan who had his gaze fixed on me, I could hear Abhi's booming voice from inside the bedroom as he teased Bhai and Shruthi.

Why is Rohan looking at me like that? Don't effing tell me he is actually in love with me... Or that he was in love with me when we were dating?!

And then I remembered Bhai's words from earlier - dada ji always gets his way. Was it my imagination or did really dadaji do what he does best - blackmailing?! But what does he have against Kunal bhaiyya to blackmail him? Unlike me, Bhai never toed out of line... Ever! He even never spoke about Shruthi at home! Then what was dada ji blackmailing him about?!

Sighing, I shot my gaze up to find Rohan still standing there at the threshold of Shruthi's bedroom, leaning against the wall but gazing at me with a wry smile on his face.

Oh dear lord!!

What do I call this?! Awkward?

Biting my lip nervously, I still fidgeted with the edge of my pallu - Rohan was the reason why I didn't go with Abhi to tell the good news to my brother and my best friend! I thought it would be awkward beyond measure but looks like I anyway had to fill up this debt to karma!!

But all of a sudden, Rohan's whole body stiffened and as I saw him shoot a horrified look into the bedroom, I could hear my husband's inaudible voice as he spoke something - he sure sounded sad but what was he talking about?!

The next moment, Rohan had strode upto me, making me back more into the sofa.

But throwing caution to the wind, Rohan put his hands on either side of my face on the backrest of the sofa and bent, his face inches from mine.

I gulped in horror, hoping against hope that Abhi shouldn't come out now and he shouldn't see this scene.

But as I looked up at Rohan's blood shot eyes and his flared nostrils, I sighed a little in relief - well he's not making a move on me now and that's good!

"Abhi loves you" he said in a voice barely more than a whisper as he gritted his teeth painfully.

"Yes" I sighed, my conscience twitching at the injustice I was doing to my husband.

"And you... You don't love him" Rohan smirked, to which I pursed my lips and looked away.

Sure this flirt is accusing me of not loving my husband back. Well ha-ha!!

"Tell me something Mrs. Singhania..." He trailed off, stressing the words Mrs. Singhania..

".. do you love to just see guys go helpless and loose their mind thanks to you? " He hissed through gritted teeth.

"what?! No!!! I... " I trailed off as he brought his face closer to mine, making me back away even more, the back of my head now pressed tightly against the backrest of the sofa.

"Then why the fuck did you lie to Abhi that you don't believe in love?" Rohan hissed, his ruddy eyes boring into mine.

"Because... That's the truth" I lied, looking away from his eyes.

"Truth?! You're a fucking whore aren't you? Koi achcha Banda dikha to seedhe uske peeche daudogi!!" Rohan smirked in evil, making my blood boil.

"What do you know of love Mr. Kapoor? And anyway how dare you talk to me like that without knowing what's actually happening here" I hissed, glaring back at him.

Without another moment's delay, I pushed him away from me before standing up, facing him.

"I know love Naina... Or, I know love better than you anyway" Rohan said coolly, towering over me.