Note:- This part was already three-fourths written before I unpublished and published it again but as usual response was low so I didn't published it that time and now I have just added last para (Haseena's Pov) to change the upcoming story line because writers never want to bore their readers, so if you are going to read this part, mark the point there is no scene which I given in last part upcoming and Read it only if you have sufficient time to read, vote, and comment. I have also invested my time in writing this part. If you can't do so, please don't waste your time here as a silent reader.
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Author's POV 🤍
"I swear Anubhav, humne kuch bhi nhi kiya hai...balki hume toh khud shock laga hai yeh jaan kar ki koi hamari pyaari bahu aur uske hone wale bacche ko marne ki koshish kar raha hai..!" Ragini said with crocodile tears.
"I know aap apne time mein ek acchi actor thi Mrs. Rathore par abhi yeh sab bekar hai...!" Anubhav taunted coldly. "Aur ek baat kaan khol kar sun lo...agar dobara meri wife aur bacche ko harm karne ki koshish ki toh murder karna mere liye koi badi baat nhi hai...!" He warned her angrily.
"Beta hum kyun karenge aisa, yeh jaroor kisi aur ki planning hai taki tumhare andar hamare liye aur nafrat bhar sake...!" Ragini said in emotional voice. He rolled his eyes back and left from there, ignoring Ragini.
"Yeh ladka...(she smashed the vase on floor in anger), is baar toh bach gyi Haseena par kal jo hoga...I swear puri zindagi yaad rahegi use...!" She smirked evilly.
Here, In Anuseena's Room
"Aise hilegi toh main nhi pehna rahi tujhe saree...!" Nidhi chided on Haseena, she frowned. "Sorry...par bata toh sahi tu yeh fold bana kaise rahi hai..!" Haseena said.
"Aankhe hai tere paas, use kar aur dekh...!" Nidhi said tauntingly. "Tu aisi gusse mein kyun hai, kuch hua kya?" She asked worriedly.
"Hua na..tere us pyaari Aditya ka dimag expire hua..!"
"Ab kya kiya usne?" Haseena asked, sighing. "Dimag kharab kar rakha hai usne...ek baar kiss (Haseena get shocked), kya kar diya...pichhe hi pad gya hai...!" She said in flow flow. "Kisssss.....????"
Nidhi clicked her tongue and looked at her nervously. "Haan woh..galti se ho gya tha, mere man mein uske liye feelings ka F nhi hai phir bhi pichhe pada hai ab...!"
"Hmm...ek hi kiss mein pata chal gya hoga na, ladki kamal hai isliye...!" Haseena said teasingly. "Shut up...aur tu use samjha de warna kisi din hospital mein bharti ho jayega...!" Nidhi said coldly. "Okay samjha dungi, ab gussa thuk aur bata aage kya karna hai iska...!" She said pointing at her saree.
"Pin hai?" Haseena nodded. "Tere paas safety pin nhi hai?" Nidhi asked surprisingly. "Mere closet mein hoga...meri jewellery box mein...! " She answered. "Tu ruk mein lekar aati aur hilna mat warna idhar udhar fas kar gir gyi toh...nhi bilkul mayt hilna...!" Nidhi said strictly like a mother and Haseena nodded like a good girl.
"Cute toh main hoon..aur abhi saree mein aur cute lag rahi hoon..!" Haseena said admiring herself with a smile. "Pata hai baby aapki jo Nidhi maasi hai na bahot pyaar karti hai mujhse aur Jiya se...aap bhi usse utna hi pyaar karna...apne Papa ke jaise gusse wala mat ban jana...!" She was talking to her unborn child when a pair of arm snaked her waist. She sighed.
"Baby aaya nhi ki tum pehle hi uski nazaro mein mujhe villain banane mein lag gyi ho...!" Anubhav said kissing her cheek. "Banane ki jaroorat nhi hai tum ho...!" She said with a smirk. "Accha..thik hai maan liya main Villain hoon par isliye yaad rakhna main tumhare paas rehne ke liye har hadd paar kar sakta hoon..!" He said dangerously, sending chills to her spine.
"Anubhav...!" She turned towards him. "Don't worry murder nhi karunga (she smiled) conditions puri hone tak..!" He smirked, she frowned. "Tumse kehna hi bekar hai...!" She said grumpily. "Mood mat kharab karo, main bas mazak kar raha tha...!" He kissed her forehead. She hummed
"Waise yeh tumne jo pehna hai, yeh tumhara nhi hai...!" He said eyeing on her saree. "Saree hai yeh aur mera nhi Nidhi ka hai bas sikh rahi hoon pehanna...!" She answered with a smile. "Why?"
"Woh kal guest aa rahe hai na toh tumhari maa ne bola ki woh saree (gesturing at the saree, given by Ragini) pehan kar aana hai...!"
"Oo..tumhe kisne bola us aurat ki baat sunane ko (raising his right brow), ignore her aur yeh sab tab karna jab tumhe accha lage...!" He kissed her forehead.
"Tumhe accha nhi laga? I mean men ko unki wife, girlfriend ya lover traditional dress mein aur acchi lagti hai...!" She asked smilingly.
"Tum sab mein acchi lagti ho but saree...nope I don't waste my time to removing this five meter clothes piece...!" He said in flow flow. "Whatt...??! "
"Ya...raat mein ise nikalne mein mera time kharab ho jayega...!" He said shamelessly, while her cheeks turned into red. "Tum pakke wale besharm ho....!" She said, hiding her blush.
"Usme koi doubt nhi hai...!" Nidhi taunted Anubhav, coming from the closet.
Anubhav looked at Haseena with questioning eyes while her eyes widen, she pushed Anubhav.
"What the hell..! Tum yahan mere room mein kya kar rahi ho?" Anubhav asked suspiciously. "Meri best friend ki help karne..!" Nidhi said flipping her hair with attitude.
"Haseena..!" He looked at her, she nodded with puppy face. "Mister, side hatao...mujhe aur bhi kaam hai...!" Nidhi said pushing him aside.
"Miss Kumar, tum bhool rahi ho yeh mera room hai...!" He said angrily. "Haan toh raho room mein, main kaun sa maang rahi hoon...!" She taunted him, while Haseena giggled. "Tum Haseena ki best friend ho bas isliye bach jati ho warna....Warna tab bhi kuch nhi kar paate tum...!" Nidhi said after cutting him off in the middle.
"Haseena ise bolo room se abhi bahar jaye...!" Anubhav said angrily. "Nhi..main sikh rahi hoon...!" Haseena denied.
"Koi jaroorat nhi hai, na saree pehnane ki aur na sikhne ki...!" He said strictly. "Haan Mr. Desperate Singh se control nhi hota na...!" Nidhi said tauntingly. "Nidhi...!" Haseena slapped her shoulder.
"Dekh lo apni best friend ko...!"
"Bachapan se aajtak sirf mujhe hi dekha hai isne Jijuuu..!" Nidhi said tauntingly with an ear to ear smile, fueling his temper. "Dayaallll...!!!" He shouted a servant name in anger, in next one minute Dayal come to the room. "Ji Kunwar sa?"
"Woh kapda le jao aur apni wife ko de dena..!" He said eyeing on Nidhi, who is glaring him. "Anubhav tumhari maa ne diya hai..!" Haseena interrupted.
"Isliye de raha hoon, tumhe jo chahiye uske liye main hoon...!" He said and gesture Dayal to follow his order. Dayal took the Saree with jewellery and then looked at Anubhav. "Le jao..aur agar tumhari wife ko bhi pasand na aaye toh jala dena ise...!" He said coldly, Dayal bowed his head and then left from the room. Meanwhile, Haseena and Nidhi are looking at him in shock.
"Tumne apni maa ke di huyi saree ek servant ki wife ko de diya?" Haseena said surprisingly. "Nidhi (she arched her eyebrows at him), I think ab Haseena ko tumhare classes ki jaroorat nhi hai, so tum ab ja sakti ho...!" He said calmly with a sugar coated smile, causing the duo to roll their eyes back.
"Ab jao bhi...tumhari best friend ke husband ko apni wife ke saath kuch quality time spent karna hai..!"
"Ja rahi hoon (loudly), ...desperate devil...!" She muttered angrily and stormed out of the room. Haseena glared at him with anger.
"I hate you!" She exclaimed, stomping on his feet, but he didn't react. "Next time, aur tez marna...!" He said, sliding his arm around her waist. "Chhodo tum mujhe!" she wriggled, but he smirked mischievously and dropped her saree from her shoulder, reviling her crop top.
"Three...!" She said.
"What...??"
"Maine bola toh tum bina meri permission kuch nhi...!"
"Toh maine abhi kuch kiya hi kaha hai? I was just helping you take off this saree because I don't like my wife wearing someone else's dress, and I can't bear your scent mixing with hers.." He replied calmly, though his eyes expressed his disdain for the saree.
"Help ki jaroorat nahi hai, main khud nikal lungi!" She removed his hand from her waist. "But...(he paused as she stared at him, her eyes filled with anger).
Haseena's POV ❤
I was peacefully sleeping with my husband when I heard the sound of the door opening. My mind immediately clicked, and I suspected that maybe Anubhav was sneaking out without my knowledge. However, I felt the weight of his hand on me, holding me in his arms.
Confusion settled in as I realized that if he was here with me, then who was at the door? My mind raced with thoughts, wondering if it could be some supernatural presence in the house. My breath hitched, and I squeezed my eyes shut, fearing the worst, especially when I heard the sound of someone walking.
Curiosity got the better of me, and I couldn't resist the urge to slightly open my right eye and peek at the person in the room. To my surprise, there was indeed someone present, and they seemed to be attempting to open the drawer of the table.
I continued to observe them with one eye, intrigued by their persistent but unsuccessful attempts. My heart pounded louder when I noticed them walking closer to me, holding something in their hand, I tightly squeezed my eyes in fear but suddenly I heard a familiar voice "Main hoon Haseena...!" Adi, yes he is Adi. I open my eyes and looked at him in shock. I get in jerk. He is standing with his phone.
"Tum...Shhhh (he shushed me, indicating me to lower my voice), tum yaha?" I asked in low voice.
"Us drawer ki key kahan hai?" He asked in low voice instead of answering me. "Tumhare bhai...(before I could complete, we noticed Anubhav, whose eyes are shining in semi lighting room)
"Tumhe chahiye kyun aur tum itni raat ko room mein aise kaise chale aaye? Anubhav asked Adi.
" Us Oldy ko khud toh neend aati nhi hai meri bhi kharab kar rakhi hai...papers maang raha hai woh...!" Adi replied Anubhav. "Morning mein khud baat kar lunga..abhi tum bhi jakar so jao..!" Anubhav said nonchalantly. "Woh oldy mere room hi baitha hai....!"
"Mansion mein dusre room khali hai, nhi toh mere room mein chale jao.. .! Anubhav said. " Okay...par subah mil lena us oldy se...!" Adi said and then left from the room after wishing us good night.
"Ab tum so jao...!" I said but found him lost. "Kya soch rahe ho?" I asked. "Maine door andar se lock kiya tha phir Adi andar aaya kaise?" He spoke questioningly in trance.
"Kya pata tum bhool gaye ho...!" I said causally because we both trust Adi. He hummed and gazed at me. "What?" My eyebrows raised suspiciously.
"Tum so jao, main aaya..!" He said getting down from the bed. "Kahan..?" I asked. "Adi ke paas...!" He replied, wearing his slippers. "What the fuck...!" He groans. "Kya hua?"
"Tumne meri slippers use ki thi?" He asked. "Nhi...main kyun tumhari cheeje use karne lag gyi..waise bhi tumhari koi bhi cheej mere size ki nhi hai....chappal toh aur nhi...pregnancy mein main risk nhi lungi aisi galti ki...!" I replied back.
"Phir yeh wet kaise hai aur (he turned on the lamp), what the fuck...yeh pani nhi...(I looked down at his feet)
"Dahi hai....!" I added as I saw whitening the floor and his slippers. "Dahi nhi milk tha...shayad kharab ho gya hai...!" He corrected me.
"Ouu..iski hi smell aa rahi hai...!" I said, puzzled. "Par yeh room mein aaya kahan se...sone se pehle room doodh tha hi nhi, tumne mangaaya tha kya?" I asked.
"I hate milk....mujhe nhi pasand, definitely koi room mein aaya tha...!" He clenched his jaw.
"Adi..?"
"No..!"
"Toh phir kaun aur yeh tumhare chappal par doodh gira kar mila kya?" I asked while he walks up to the washroom.
"Mujhe allergy hai milk se..!" He said in loud voice before getting inside the washroom, and surprising me. I get down from the bed and and went to the washroom.
"Anubhav...!" I called out to him after peeping inside. "Hmm... aa jao..!" I entered and found him washing his feet roughly.
Anubhav's POV 🖤
If I hadn't promised my wife, I would have already taken someone's life and washed my feet with their blood.
"Tum thik ho na?" My wife, who is concerned for me, asked worriedly. "Haan, wifey...!" I gave her an assuring smile, and she smiled back at me.
Her smile, her beautiful smile, is the most beautiful thing in the whole universe. I have taken it away from her lips, and her eyes show it every second. She is concerned for me because she loves me, she is my wife and the mother of my unborn child. But in the past two months, whatever I have done to her... I have already ruined my image in front of her. I have lost all rights to be loved by her; But she still loves me, albeit with a hint of hatred and anger.
I know that after witnessing the murders I committed, she started hating me but her love always overpowers her hate and that's why she got involved with Adi and devised these 'conditions game'. She is an innocent and pure soul, wanting to change me from a mafia to a common man for our future and for the greater good and she is right in her place. But she doesn't know that my background and past are no less than any dark nightmare.
"Kya hua, aise kyun dekh rahe ho?" She asked, breaking my continuous gaze on her.
Author's POV 🤍
Anubhav snapped out of his self-hatred and looked into her eyes, reaching out to hold her hand.
"Kabhi tumhe lage ki you hate me more than your Dad, bas maar dena mujhe...Chhod kar mat jana...!" He said with guilt and pain filling his eyes, puzzling her.
"Kya bol rahe ho tum... pagal ho gaye ho ya kuch allergy react kar gyi...?" She said worriedly. He shook his head, and she let out a sigh before embracing him in a hug.
"I am always with you, Anubhav... and I will be...!" She raised her head and then looked into his eyes. "Conditions, bhool jao Haseena... aur chalte hai ab yahan se, I promise... main tumhari baki ki dono conditions honestly pura karunga..!" He pleaded.
"Accha thik hai chalenge...par jab tak mere college shuru nhi hote tab tak yahan rehte hai na...!" She said with a smile. "Okay..par be careful...sab yahan jitne acche dikhte hai, hai nhi..!"
"Tumhe handle kar liya na...toh tumhari family ko dekh lenge..!" She smiled widely, he smiled and kissed her forehead.
"Ab chalo, so jaye...aur agar problem lag rahi toh pills le lo allergy ki...!" She said.
"Hmmm..!"
Haseena's POV ❤
Nidhi, Manav, and I - yes, he came back from Mirage - are watching the family drama, which has now become a common occurrence for us. From breakfast till dinner, it has become our new normal in the past few weeks.
Let me explain what's happening. Ragini Aunty, Uncle, and Dada ji are demanding that Anubhav attend their grand party, which they are throwing day after tomorrow. However, Anubhav, who has already declined, is shouting at them, and Adi is trying to calm him down. Now, I regret coming here because in just in few week, my mental peace has been buried. Not because of the family drama, but because in these days, I have felt someone's eyes on me, and now my sixth sense is telling me that something terrible is approaching.
I brought Anubhav to the palace because I wanted to understand the root cause of his anger and cruel nature, as well as learn about his family and past. However, a few days ago, when Ragini aunty threw a welcome party for me, I came to understand why Anubhav hates her. She is truly a cunning woman. She intentionally invited Mr. Roy, my biological father, and I can't even begin to explain how I dealt with that situation. That man had the audacity to question my mother's character and then mine, his own daughter's character. It was a disgusting feeling, and my hatred for him grew even stronger.
These dramas have also affected my relationship with Anubhav. Not a single day has passed in the last week without an argument between the two of us, which is taking a toll on my health and baby.
"Haseena...!" I was lost in my own thoughts until I was abruptly snapped back to reality by Nidhi.
I looked at her and asked, "What?"
"Anubhav ne kuch kah raha hai tujhse...!" she said, and I turned to look at Anubhav, who was staring at me.
"Kya hua?" I raised my eyebrows at him.
"Next week tumhare college re-open ho rahe hain... aur ab tumne bhi sab dekh liya hai, toh kya hum Mirage wapas chal sakte hain?" He asked coldly, and I could clearly sense his anger.
"Hmm... kab jana hai?" I asked because I also wanted to go back to Mirage - 'My Home'.
"Aaj...sab apna bag pack karo..!" He ordered, and we all nodded, relieved to escape the daily headaches.
To be continued....
Upcoming- He broke the second condition...
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So this was the next part of my story "My Billionaire Husband" I hope you liked it. Sorry for the grammatical mistakes.
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