My head pounded! I walked to the bedroom to find the painkillers. I popped the tablet from the pack and swallowed it with the glass of water.
"Are you okay?" Gautham asked.
"Like you care," I snapped. The frustration increased.
He took fast and long strides towards me and held my face in his large hands.
"Shakthi! Are you still mad? I'm sorry! But, please don't say that I don't care for you, cause, I really do!"
Tears pricked my eyes. He really meant those words. I could feel it.
"I'm fine," I said, pushing his hands away and I walked out of the bedroom. I felt him following me as I moved to the fridge, remembering the note that Natasha had left.
I grabbed the note and held it over to him.
"What is it?" He looked at me with a confused look.
"Check it out for yourself," I said and he took the note from me.
He read it and his eyes met mine and carried unmistakable guilt.
Chapter 43-The Bygone
Shakthi's POV
"Check it out for yourself," I said and he took the note from me.
He read it and his eyes met mine and it carried unmistakable guilt.
All my assumptions were right! Without another word, I turned on my heels to leave.
"Shakthi!" he called, but ignored him and took a few steps away from him.
His grip tightened on my hand and pulled me, making me face him. "What about trusting each other, Shakthi?"
"Your eyes, Gautham, your eyes, they carry enough guilt for me to figure out the truth."
"You're right! I am guilty! But, what you figured out is not the truth."
"Okay! Then what is the truth?"
He let go of my hand. He refused to meet my eyes. He raked his hand through his hair, troubled.
"Look! You aren't ready to tell me! But, you want me to hear you out! So, tell me!"
He was silent again.
"If you aren't going to say anything, then it means, what I assumed was right!"
"No, it's not like that..." he trailed off.
"Gautham! I can't force you to tell me anything! But, having been your wife for three months I at least have the right to know if Natasha is your girlfriend or not."
His body tensed.
"Gautham! Yes. Or. No?" I demanded.
He still kept silent. I was just asking for a 'YES or NO', not an explanation. I wouldn't need more proof than his words.
"Please! Tell me, please." I held his hand. I wanted to reassure him.
I moved into his eyeline, making sure he looked into my eyes. They were a mix of fear and guilt.
"Come!" I held him by his wrist and took him to the bedroom, making him sit on the bed.
I sat beside him, encasing his hand in both of mine. "You can tell me."
"Shakthi..." he started, but the next moment he pulled his hand away from mine and went to the balcony.
I followed. He stood near the railing with his back to me. I touched his shoulder. "Gautham," I said softly. He turned and hugged me tight.
"Say you won't leave me! Just say that you won't leave me!"
"I won't leave you, Gautham! I won't!" I said, hugging him tighter. "You can tell me anything! I won't leave you."
He pulled out from the hug and looked deep into my eyes like he was searching for reassurance. When he seemed to have found it, he started, "Me and Natasha were in a relationship for two years, but not anymore." He relaxed a little and continued. "We first met on a plane. She was sitting next to me. We started talking and we hit off from day one. We stayed in touch and things started to grow more serious and we fell in love within three months. One night, she took me to her friend's party and out of the blue, I caught her kissing Amit. But, somehow she convinced me that Amit had forced himself on her and that she tried to push him off. But, she had been cheating on me for almost the entire time we were in a relationship! I was so insane to believe her, Shakthi! She had been cheating and I never knew it!!" he said, making my heart ache.
I rubbed his arm.
"But, things started to get better and we were good until I walked in to her house to give her birthday surprise and found her in bed with Amit. I had been such a fool to believe her for the entire two years! I came back to my home and she followed me. She still tried to convince me, but by then, I knew better than to trust her. We had a terrible argument when we broke up. She left the house and within minutes she left, I got the news that she had met with an accident." He paused waiting for me to say something, but I didn't, hoping it might stop him from saying anything further.
He continued. "She had slipped into coma. I did a background search on this Amit guy and got to know that he was a physical trainer at the gym she went to and she had met him after me and Natasha fell in love. She started to go behind my back from then on."
Gautham had loved her so much. It made my heart twist.
"That was when I realized that she was just after my money the whole time. I started to drink almost every night. I started to bring random women home which started to worry my parents. They wanted me to settle down and that is when you came into my life," he said and he made the most beautiful curve with his lips which made me also smile.
"I decided to move on when I saw you for the first time at the temple. Thinking I might change my mind they rushed the wedding. My parents made it a point to not invite any of my friends, thinking someone might mention Natasha and the marriage would be called off. But, only on our wedding night, she had regained her consciousness, but she had partial memory loss."
"What?" I gasped.
"Yeah, she remembers only till the time we fell in love. The doctors advised that she shouldn't be stressed about anything and that might prove fatal for her. Her sister pleaded with me not to reveal our break up. She also blamed me for Natasha 's accident. And she was right, some way or the other I was the reason for her present state. It started to eat me. I almost killed a person, Shakthi! She lost her memory because of me!"
"No, Gautham! She was cheating on you! So it doesn't make sense for her to be driving the car so madly because of you! You aren't a murderer! You get that?" I tried convincing him.
"No! I am a bloody person who tried to kill a woman! I promised her sister that I would accept Natasha's responsibility until she regains her memory. So we decided to keep our marriage a secret. But, somehow she had learnt that I had gotten married and that became really fatal to her. Her condition worsened and she was hospitalized again. So, that was why I had to leave you alone for those three whole weeks, to take care of her. I told her that I was forced to marry you and that I will divorce you soon."
My heart clenched.
"But, none of what I told her was true. I was just helping her get better," he said and eased my tension.
"I will help you in bringing her memory back, Gautham! I promise," I said.
"Thank you, but are you sure?" he asked doubtfully.
"Two hundred percent." I smiled.
"Are you still sure you want to stay with me?"
"I promised that I will, remember? No matter what, I will always be by your side!"
He claimed my lips in a passionate, knee weakening kiss. His tongue swiped over mine as we fought for dominance. It was a kiss filled with trust, promise and care.
He pulled back and looked into my eyes, like he was piercing through my soul.
"I'm sorry" I whispered, totally breathless.
"Why are you sorry?"
"I totally understand what you went through when you saw Kabir kissing me. It makes complete sense why you didn't trust me when I said that Kabir had forced himself on me. You were already cheated on once and when the same thing happened again, you didn't want to be used and you needed Kabir's words to trust me. I'm terribly sor-" he placed his finger on my lips, making me shiver.
"I didn't tell you anything about my past then. I feel really guilty to have put you through so much! But, what you did was totally right, in your place. I would have done th
e same! If a person here needs to be sorry, then it's me. I should've told all about me earlier, but-"
" I understand, why you didn't tell me! But, let me make this one thing clear. Never make any decision on my behalf! How did you even make this ridiculous assumption that I would leave you after what you told me! Never do that, Mister! Never!"
He smiled, pulling me by my waist, making me crash on his chest. "I wasn't able to imagine a life without you, Shakthi! I was scared! My feelings for Natasha are not even remotely close to how I feel for you. I need you in my life.".
My heart fluttered. "I'm never going to leave you, Gautham!" I said, kissing his chest, over his t-shirt as he kissed my hair.
"Did you have your dinner?" I asked him.
"You were so busy with Ria that you didn't even bother about my dinner," he said, faking anger.
"C'mon! Don't be such a baby!" I said, pulling him to the dining area. I reheated the pasta and served us each some.
"Why did Natasha come here?" I asked.
"She kept pestering me about the divorce. I got so annoyed at one point that I stopped answering her calls for a week. Maybe she came here because she wanted to create problems so that you would end up divorcing me. A memory loss or not, she will always be a bitch."
"That she is," I said.
He chuckled. "Looks like she went real harsh on you," he said, sipping on his glass of water.
"You have no idea. But, I don't understand why people accuse me of being a gold digger when there are so many other things to accuse me of. Do you have some secret place filled with money?"
"I didn't mean those words when I said them, okay! And yea, about a secret place filled with money, it is such a fucking good guess, Shakthi," he said.
"So..you..you actually mean, you hit a jackpot?"
He laughed, holding his stomach.
"Care to enlighten me!" I stared at him.
"Okay..Okay..My father owns this chain of textiles industries from which the returns are quite huge. Eventually, I am going to inherit his business and properties."
"So basically you are a millionaire's son?"
"You can say so!" he said, chuckling.
"Your dad looked so simple when I met him!"
"Yeah. That is when you should remind yourself that you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. He believes in simplicity, modesty and being humble."
" What else have you been hiding from me? Don't tell me now that, you are vampire!" I said in shock.
He chuckled. "Hey! Honestly I thought you knew it. Your parents apparently knew it!"
"Our wedding happened in such a rush, that all this didn't cross my mind. But, why didn't you take over the business?"
"I wanted to pursue Chartered accountancy badly, but I had promised my dad that I will never let his efforts go waste and I will surely take over his business one day when I become bored of my current profession," he said, rising up from the chair as he finished his food.
"But, Mister! Do you realize you don't have a job to continue your profession?" I asked, following him to kitchen.
"A job is not the only choice for us, Shakthi!" he said and his usual cocky smirk was back on his face.
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing," he said and walked off to the bedroom. But, I knew he was up to something.
After doing the dishes and cleaning the mess that Ria had done, I joined Gautham in the bedroom. He was working on his laptop.
I sighed and walked to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, washed my face and after wiping it dry, I stepped out the bathroom.
He was still engrossed in his laptop. God knows what he was doing! I paced around the room gathering my things for work. Since Gautham had replaced my things, I had issues finding them.
"Gautham, where the hell is my laptop charger??" I asked him, searching the drawers.
"Gautham!!" I called again, but he didn't respond.
I turned and I crashed against a brick wall which basically was his hard chest.
"Did I tell you, how delicious you look in this?" he said, lightly pulling the hem of my tank top. My breathing sped up and my heart beat faster. It was the first time that I was wearing it around him.
I stood on my toes, holding his arms and whispered in his ear, "why don't you show me?"
Chapter 44-One Soul
Shakthi's POV
I stood on my toes, holding his arms and whispered in his ear, "why don't you show me?"
He chuckled softly and I could feel his breath on my neck, creating havoc. "Will you be able to take all of it?" he whispered in my ear, lightly biting my earlobe. I fisted his t-shirt and pulled him closer to me.
He pressed soft kisses on my neck. I closed my eyes eager in anticipation. Once I felt his lip on my sensitive spot, a deep moan escaped me.
"Tell me, baby!" he demanded, nibbling on my pleasure zone. "Gautham," I groaned, not able to bear his teasing.
"Can you take all of this??" he asked, kissing my chin. His tongue traced my lower lip, making me shiver. I desperately wanted to taste him.
"Tell me!" he demanded again. "Yes! Yes! I can" I groaned, already wanting his lips on mine. I quickly crashed my lips on his. I felt him smirk. His tongue played a sensual game against mine, making my blood boil.
His hands crawled up my waist, gripping me. I passed my fingers through his soft hair, knowing he loses it when I do that. I felt his cold fingers moving under my tank top, creating electric contact with my skin.
"I want you, Shakthi!" he groaned against my lips, pushing me against the vanity table and making me sit on it. Things from the table fell to the floor. I wrapped my legs around his waist.
"I'm all yours," I said and he started nuzzling on my neck, making me moan. He pulled my top off me. His fingers traced my skin, making my toes curl. My heart beat faster and he opened the catch of my bra. It landed on the floor with my top.
I tried to hide my breasts with my hand, but he stopped me. "You look beautiful," he whispered as his hand claimed one of my breasts and teased its peak. "Gautham!" I held his t-shirt in my fists, not being able to take the sweet torture.
Desire started to stir in my belly. "Take it off." I breathed, trying to pull his t-shirt off him. I wanted to feel him. He yanked his t-shirt off and I let my fingers memorize his delicious muscley arms and toned six pack.
"I don't want my first time to be on a dressing table," I said and he chuckled. He carried me and lay me on the bed.
His silvery grey eyes were nearly black with need and passion. I felt his boner nudging my thigh, making me blush. He started to kiss my lips and I felt his fingers pull my sweat pants off.
He kissed my eyelids and his lips slowly trailed south, but once he reached my bellybutton he started to tease me, making my body arch. Suddenly I felt his lips kiss the scar on my pelvic bone, which made my eyes flutter. I had got it due to an accident which thankfully ended with just a few stitches. It was an ugly scar, though.
"How did you get this?" he asked, looking into my eyes.
"That is not important," I said, pulling him up to kiss him.
Soon we were skin to skin with all our clothes on the floor. He looked into my eyes for approval when he was about to enter me. I was more than ready. When he seemed to get what he wanted, he started to enter me. "This is going to hurt a bit, baby," he whispered and he thrust very slowly inside me and I felt his entire length entering me. The unbearable pain made me grip his shoulders with my nails almost marking his skin. "I'm sorry, Shakthi! Shall I stop?" he asked, kissing away my tears.
"No! Go on!" I said, knowing it would get better and in a few minutes it was beyond better. Indescribable pleasure took over. The entire apartment was filled with our moans and groans. I gripped the sheets when I felt my stomach clench, knees weaken and toes curl when I was reaching my peak. He made me come undone and see the stars in a few seconds and I moaned his name. In the next few seconds, I saw the most beautiful sight in front of me when he closed his eyes shuddering in pleasure as he c
ame undone.
"You have no idea what you mean to me, Gautham," I whispered as we lay naked and tangled beneath the comforter, with my head resting on his chest as his fingers trailed over my spine.
He smiled at me and kissed me on my forehead. "Trust me, I do!" he said and we slept peacefully in each other's arms.
***
The next morning was the best morning I ever woke up to when I felt his lips press on my temple. My eyes slowly opened to catch him staring at me with an adorable smile.
"Good morning, beautiful." He smiled and pecked my lips.
"I know, I look like I mess," I complained with a slow grumble.
"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met," he said, and his fingers played along my arm.
I felt my cheeks turn hot.. This feeling was never going to cease.
"Shakthi, I really am sorry to have hurt you all the while! I should have told you everything before. But ,I thought it would all get sorted out within a few days and if I tell all this to you, it would be an unnecessary stress on you. That was why I didn't say a -"
I placed my finger on his lip. "Never think of it as a stress on me! Your every problem is mine! It has to go through me before it can get to you! I would never allow you to face it alone!"
He smiled. "I'm so lucky to have you in my life!” He kissed me and his fingers traced my scar. "How did you get that scar?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes. "Is it that important?" I asked.
"It is, to me," he said.
"Fine, I met with an accident a few years back. Since I forgot to wear the seatbelt, I was thrown out of the car and something pierced into my stomach that tore the skin almost making the bone in the pelvic area visible. But, the doctors assured me that it was nothing deep and that it would get cured with a few stitches and so, that ugly scar!"
"It isn't ugly! It's beautiful! You're beautiful!" he said, kissing the tip of my nose.
"Remind me to get your eyes checked." I slapped his shoulder playfully. "Isn't it too sunny for an early morning?" I asked, not remembering my alarm ringing on a Monday morning.
He laughed. "It's ten now," he said.
"But, my alarm! It didn't ring!" I said, checking my phone. I had an office to go to!
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