Redeeming Love by Shikha Mishra (books for men to read .txt) 📗

“Oh I don't mind it at all. But not to be nosy and all why did you got a divorce? Was it an arranged marriage? Or a marriage of convenience?" That ticks me off. My calm gaze turns into a glare instantly.

“You don't need to know." I dart out of the chair for the entrance. Suddenly I get stopped by my hands. Knowing fully well who it is I don't turn for acknowledging him, I just stand their fuming angrily.

“Sorry. I didn't know that it was a non discussing topic. I would be careful from next time. Can't you forgive me for our first fight..... girlfriend? Pretty please. Phu-lease." I sign. Turning around I nod my head. Instantly I get surrounded by two arms. Feeling uncomfortable I remove his arms from around me and not to make it awkward I add. “I need to use washroom." With that I leave.

Getting inside the washroom I wash my hands and gaze at my reflection. A girl looking strong from the outside but yet broken completely from inside.

No I am not broken. I am strong from inside out.

We both get out from our last lecture which was banking and finance. We talk about random things as we cover the distance from the college to the main entrance. Before we can reach the entrance I get pulled at a corner of the parking lot. My heart starts thudding furiously in fear.

I jerk the unknown persons hand away. I can hear Rohan shouting my name. Did he not see me getting pulled? I open my mouth to shout. But nothing comes out except a muffled sound. I can feel that person's back behind me. But I still as I hear him say.

“It's me." His hands loosens around me. He turns me around but again his hands find my belly and I come face to face with his very mature yet handsome face. Realising that I am standing very close to him I create some distance between us by pushing his hands away.

“What are you doing here?" I ask and fold my hands. I glance at my surrounding to see if someone saw us because if they then it would create huge problem..... atleast for me.

“It was your first day so I had to be here. But who was that?" I can hear bitterness in his voice at his last sentence.

“He is my boyfriend." As soon as I said that his eyes widens. But I get shocked as I hear him laughing the next second. Not just a normal laugh but a stomach holding laugh.

Was it funny?

“Oh my sweet Disha was that a joke? And if it was it was bad a very bad one." He replies. Even though he has a smile on his face his eyes are saying something different.

“It's was not a joke. He. Is. My. Boyfriend." This is the best thing to do. And I am glad he came today. Now he would get hit by the reality. I see him getting still and the next thing I know is his hand clouding with wall beside us. My hand flies to my mouth as a whimper escapes me.

”So you are using this method to show me that you don't love me. Well......" his gaze flicks behind me and this time I still as I can fell someone's presence behind me. I had a hunch that it's Rohan “do as you wish. Let's see if your pretense of loving that boy....." his gaze falls on me “gets you where you want. Because I know you love me ......still. You will love me forever. You are mine as much as I am yours. And as much as I want to break......” again his gaze flicks behind me for a few second “his head I will not because I want you to realise that you still love me. I want you to get aware of the fact that you can never love anybody else except me."

And suddenly I feel my lips been sucked. That brings me out of whatever shell I was. Instantly my hand starts pushing him and he lets me push him. As he wipes the saliva off of his lips my gaze falls on his broken knuckles. Before my brain can think anything my hand starts moving on their own.

“Where is your car?" I ask as I examine his injured hand.

“At the end of the parking lot. The very last car." I glance at the cars parked. Lightly holding his injured hand I pull him with me towards his car. As we reached their I see his driver playing game on his phone. I clear my throat to get his attention. His head swipes to us.

“I need a first aid." I say when he comes out. Opening the gate of backside I push him inside. As I get inside the car my eyes falls on Rohan. I put my leg out to go to him but stop as I hear whimpering from behind me.

“I will call you." I shout to Rohan. Taking the first aid kit which the driver is holding I close the door. I take his injured hand which was on my thigh. As I start treating his hand the car roars in life. It's better. Students might start coming and seeing such an expensive car in the parking would create problem.

I push his hand away  after treating it. “Next time try to control your anger." Saying that I glance at the road to see we are not to the way to my house. “Stop the car." But it doesn't stops so I turn my head his way.

Glaring him I say “Stop the car."

“You need to feed me. I am hungry and as my right hand is injured I can't eat."

“Tell your wife to help you eat." I grumble.

“Oh I would but she is not home. And you know if she comes to know that I have injured my hand she would be worried and I don't want her to be worried....." Something pricks my heart “Because when ever she is worried she always ends up sick. I don't like her to see her lying on the bed sick. On the contrary....." I feel his lips near my ear “I like her naked on the bed waiting for me to take her. Seducing me...."

“Stop. Weren't you hungry?" I ask as I avoid his eyes. It did hurt but I will get over it. It's nothing new that they had made love. They have been husband and wife for more than one year so it's undoubtedly to happen.

“I am."

“Then tell your mom to feed you..... Stop the car now." I shout.

“You are the reason for my injured hand then you are supposed to feed me not anyone else." he replies. And why is he seating so close to me.

“Vihaan I said stop the car or I will jump." I threaten.