Smile has made a home on Abhimaan's lips with the intention of not leaving anytime soon.

He was smiling like a fool since she has told him that she likes him the way he does. He felt blessed everytime he looked at her, she is a pure, innocent and untouched soul in life. He felt a kind of proud of being her first, in everything. Though she is not his first he had determined to make her the last and only woman of his life forever.

He never had this intention to call someone his, but after her everything has changed.

Her reactions, her face, her innocent eyes, her smile everything about her is so cute and adorable. And most importantly her blushing face after their every kiss or after their closeness.

She was even blushing in the morning when they had breakfast together. Bypassing every moment, his feelings were getting stronger for her.

He was not able to concentrate on his work today. He was relaxed that Sagar didn't irritate him much between their conversation about Samaira, he was busy continuously texting someone, which Abhimaan found weird but he didn't ask him.

After completing his work, he got up to leave for his home. Their home is no longer just a penthouse anymore. He wanted to go back to his wife and embrace her in his arms.

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He reached around 6pm, much earlier than his usual time, the benefits of being the boss. He gave a glance towards the kitchen, to check if she was there but no, she was not there. He walked towards his room, they have officially lived in a room now. He smiled with this thought again.

His smile dropped when he doesn't find her there. He put his bag on the couch looking around. He walked towards the closet to check her, maybe she in the washroom. But she was not there. He removed his coat and tie in between and throws them on the bed lazily. He came out of his room to check her, rolling the sleeves of the shirt up till his elbow.

He entered her old room to check her there, she was not there too. He got confused now. Is she still not home??

He got worried also, he dialled her number and he can hear the sound of the ring from his left. Her mobile was on the bed, that's mean she is here but where. He walked towards the balcony and there... she was standing there.

He took a breath on seeing her. Her back was facing him, she was looking in front of her towards the huge buildings and busy roads. She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she doesn't realize his presence near her.

Soon she felt his arms around her waist, holding her from the back. He put his chin on her shoulder, closing his eyes. He dipped his face into her hairs breathing them. He entangled their hands together, she felt his warm touch, she doesn't need to turn or ask, who it could be? She to closed her eyes finding her solance.

Coming back home after seeing her cousin and Aunt, she was feeling low. She was sad with the fact that they have reconciled with Dhriti even after her deed but they didn't try to contact her.....not even her uncle. Am I this bad?

She didn't cry for them but she was hurt and sad obviously. Unknowingly she leaned back into his arms more, finding the warmth she needed right now. He smiled without knowing her state of mind.

"I missed you.." He mumbled holding her.

He missed me. He wants me.

He really wants me, , , he is not like others, not like them.

She didn't realize when her eyes filled with tears and some fall without her knowledge. But he felt the drops fall on his palm and it didn't take more time for him to know where it comes from.

"Samaira, you are crying??" He said and asked together. She took a sharp breath blinking fastly. She shook her head not having the words to say anything. He made her turn before she could protest, she closed her eyes not wanting to show him her vulnerable side.

"What happened?? Why are you crying??" He asked her impatiently, palming her cheek. She didn't say anything, she holds his shirt in her fist.

"Samaira, Open your eyes now..." He said, he was getting out of control seeing her tears, her pale face. But, he was aware of the fact that she is too fragile, he needs to be gentle with her.

"Please, open your eyes.." He pleads to her. His voice was getting weak with her state. She opened her eyes to his low voice, which she didn't like. She likes this man in power only.

His world stopped on seeing her red, swollen eyes filled with many tears, her pale face was telling him that she has been cried enough today. Her lips shivered little looking at him. Before he could say anything, she hugged him, his arms instantly hold her protectively.

"Shhh....It's okay, I'm here..." He tries to soothe her pain, mentally planned to know the reason for her tears and remove that reason also. No one can hurt his Samaira.

She hides her face in his chest more and sobbed for some more minutes. He kept on caressing her hair lovingly, giving her all-time. He didn't scold her today for crying.

"I....I...missed you, Abhimaan..Please, don't leave me..I don't have anyone.." Samaira said showing her insecurities to him. She can't afford to lose him now. Not after falling for him so deeply. She has lost her loved ones, she can't lose him at any cost.

She loves him. She needs him.

"Where will I go, Samaira. You are my life, my home.....where will I go, leaving my home??" He replied to her. His words don't directly say that he loves her but they said everything that she wanted to hear.

She knows that moment she doesn't need any words or confession. She can live her life just like that with him. She just wants him by her side. Nothing else.

"Thank you..." She muttered to him. They kept on standing like that for some time. She was relaxed now but not Abhimaan.

"You know what, I'm feeling the biggest failure right now." He said with defeating

Voice. She frowned at his words and looked up, distancing their frames.

"Why are you saying this??" She asked. She was not crying anymore but he can see the tear stains and her puffy eyes.

"I have always thought that I can do anything, I'm the arrogant billionaire for the world but I can't even stop my wife's tears, ...I can't even give you some happiness." He said looking so distressed and angry at the same time. She shook her head in denial, but he looked away. She put her palm on his cheek and made him look back to her.

"I'm sorry for crying, I didn't want to cry. I swear, you said you don't want it, so I controlled myself.....but...I...." She replied. She doesn't see this look on his face. She felt guilty again.

"I'm not controlling your emotions, Samaira.....Let it be....you won't understand..." He said dejectedly, holding her hand.

"I'm saying Abhimaan, You are the only happiness I have. Please believe me." She said directly looking into his eyes. His eyes soften a little.

"I want to know the reason for your tears, I swear I'll remove that reason from your life. Tell me once.." He asked her with her darkened eyes. Oh, God!! He looks angrier, he will surely do something wrong.

"No, there is no reason...I was, ..." She got cut by him in the middle. She doesn't want him to hurt anyone.

" So, you were crying just like that because you were missing me." He asked her. She gulped down. She was debating in her mind to tell him or not.

"Tell me the truth, ...dare you to hide this from me." He said with a harsh voice.

"I met with my uncle's family today, " words came down finally from her mouth. She could hide this from him. He was concerned for her, at least she could tell him the real reason. He frowned at her words. He has no idea, what kind of relationship she had with them.

"They....they are here but they didn't try...try to contact me, I never did anything wrong to them but still My Aunt..." She said. She doesn't disclose much about them. She doesn't want to.

"Do you want to meet them??" He asked her. If she wants, then he will take her. But he has concluded one thing, they don't care for her. Not after what they did to her. Although he is happy with his wedding now, still no one can change the reality of what happened. And what they did.

Samaira looked at him and think in her mind. Does she really want them again in her life??

"It will make me bad, ..." She said innocently. She can never deny that her uncle was always good to her, but now she is having doubts also.

"Of course not, I'm very happy with us but what they did was wrong and no one can justify that. Now even you, So it will be perfectly fine if you don't want to be in touch with them...." He made her understand. He was not harsh and impulsive in his anger. He senses it was a touchy matter for her.

She nodded at him. She concluded in mind that she is ready to move on from all these things. She will not think about it anymore. She will only think about her future with him.

"Thank you for understanding me," she said hugging him again. He smiled hearing her sweet voice without any stress.

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Dhriti was sitting on her bed when her mother entered with her angry mood. Dhriti rolled her eyes knowing her problem. She is behaving like this after she met Samaira. She groaned, already she is not feeling well now her mother.

"Now what, Mom.." Dhriti said annoyingly.

"You are still asking me. Have not you seen her, the comfort she is enjoying that was supposed to be yours?" Damini yelled at her daughter's stupidity. She was glad that her husband was not home yet. After every problem, they have shifted here recently.

Initially, her husband was against accepting her daughter again but she forced him to forgive her only child. He agreed but his relationship was not the same as before.

"So what Mom, it was her luck. You can't snatch it from anyone." Dhriti said to her mother. She still has no problem with all this. She has her issues to deal with. Her phone rang with the name flawed Rajat on it. Her mother cut the call before she could react.

"Mom, what are you doing? Let me talk to him, let me see what he want to say at least.." Dhriti said but Dhamini didn't hear her.

"After everything, still you want this average boy. You lost the golden chance for this boy, and see...what happened..." Damini yelled at her.

"Mom, we are just having some issues, that doesn't mean you will interfere in my life. I didn't return for all this, he is my boyfriend...And I'll do whatever I want to.." Dhriti screamed back at her, took her phone and left the room angrily on feeling her head paining because of her yelling,.

"What kind of stupid girl she is, ....and there that clever girl is enjoying everything..." She muttered in her angry voice.

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Samaira was inside the washroom, after her good crying session she felt drained, So, she thought to take a quick shower after telling Mrs Annie to prepare dinner for them.

Abhimaan was in the room, scrolling something on his mobile screen waiting for her to come. He took off his shirt, he will get fresh after her coming out.

"Samaira, come now.." He yelled still engrossed in his mobile. Samaira heard his voice and stopped the shower. She dried her body fastly and took her clothes but in a hurry, they fall making them wet. She slapped her forehead.

She dried her hair with a towel, she covered her body with a towel. She looked herself in the mirror, she bites her lower lip. She can't go out like this when he is in the same room.

She looked around and saw a bathrobe was neatly placed on the shelf. She got relaxed and wears the bathrobe, which reached her mid-thighs. She came out drying her wet hair with the towel.

He heard the sound of the door and got up keeping his phone on the table. He took his nightclothes from the cupboard and bumped into him on turning. His hold on his clothes loosens to fall them down.

"I'm sorry.." She said bending to pick her towel which falls due to a sudden bump. His eyes followed her actions and stuck on her cleavage, which was in full view to him.

She got to stand up and forwards his t-shirt to him. He gazed at her wet hairs, water-dropping down from them. She was looking so fresh with a fruity smell from her, maybe her shampoo. Her lips were still wet and her neck also has a water drop. Then her cleavage, his breath stopped with his eyes there. Her robe was a little misplaced to gave him a little view of her breast. He tightens his fist.

He sucked hard with a hardness somewhere else. She was not aware of what dangerous effects she was doing on him.

She felt his intense, dark gaze on her. She matched his gaze and gasped. She immediately adjusts her clothes and turned away from him but he stopped her in her place holding her from behind.

"Are you trying to seduce me?? If yes, then you are perfectly successful in this..." He said in his husky voice in her ear making her shiver with his voice and his close proximity.

"I didn't do anything.." She replied gaining her strength.

"Is that so, ...then why are you not wearing your bra??" He said making her shocked and embarrassed at the same time. How could he say this so openly??

Have some shame, Abhimaan...

"I don't need to be shameful admiring my beautiful sexy wife.." He replied hearing her not so silent taunt for him. Oh God!!!

She was so embarrassed and nervous to say anything. She was in just a bathrobe and he is just wearing his pants...she felt this so intimate suddenly. He took her off-guard when she felt his wet kisses on her neck from behind. She immediately closed her eyes keeping her palm over the cupboard.