Samaira entered her house and got surprised to see Sagar with Abhimaan, he was hugging Abhimaan with a broad smile on his face.

"I'm so happy for you, you really deserve this."

She heard Sagar saying to Abhimaan. She noticed so many flowers and cards around the table and on the couch. She found Abhimaan's eyes on her and his smiling face turned to a serious one again.

Sagar looked at Samaira and came to her all smiling, she too smiled back to him.

She is giving him a smile but not me. Abhimaan said in mind.

"You came on the correct time, Samaira," Sagar said to her. She looked around the things and his excitement was making her curious also.

"What happened and what's all this?? She asked him.

"Your husband has won the award of the best businessman of the year. It is so great...Right??" Sagar announced to her in his loud voice. His voice was clearly showing his happiness for his friend.

Samaira smiled, gasped and instantly looked towards Abhimaan. He felt his heart beating when she smiled at him after nearly a weak.

Before she could even blink she was engulfed into a tight hug from him and a loud squealing sound reached her ears.

"Oh My God!! Really, " She exclaimed. She took some steps to him but Sagar stopped him, her smile dropped a little. Abhimaan groaned at his idiot friend.

"Obviously, you know what...he is one of the youngest men to achieve this for the second time in a row," Sagar informed more, holding her hand. She kept on hearing her restlessly.

How much she wanted to go and congratulate him at this moment? It's his hard work. He deserves this. He worked day and night without caring about the time, sleep and hunger. She has seen him like that. And She was really proud of him.

He really rules the business words taking the legacy of his father and Grandfather on his shoulder.

"Sagar, you must have a lot of work for tomorrow. I think you should be getting out of my house now.." Abhimaan said to him in his as usual irritating voice. Oh, this man exactly knows, how to be always grumpy.

"Fine, I'm going. I know you want some alone time with your wife." Sagar replied to him, Samaira felt her cheeks get their warmth back.

"Please give him some dose, he is behaving like this from a weak. Okay....and see you both at the party." Saying he left hurriedly. He has a lot of things to handle for tomorrow's party and first, he needs to share this Ritika also.

Party, ...Samaira thought in mind.

After Sagar's departure, the situation turned like before. She looked at him wanted to say something to him, congratulate him but she could not collect her strength back after their cold behaviour. Abhimaan was waiting for her. He wanted her to say something.

Everyone has wished him. His partners, friends, even his family called him immediately when news got viral around them. He sighed in defeat, shaking his head.

It does not matter to her. He looked down.

"Congratulations, Abhimaan. You deserve all of this."

He snapped towards her, hearing her sweet and soft voice. She has a small smile on her lips and her eyes were also shining for him.

He couldn't react much, he was happy and surprised also. He took some steps towards her. She could feel her palms getting sweaty all over again by his intense gaze and full of emotions. His cell buzzed to interrupt them. He checked it was his Granddad. He can't miss that.

"Yes, dadu.." He picked up his call and said.

"Of course, Mr Rajvansh??" He asked something with changing expression from serious to amusing. Samaira heard him but couldn't get anything but she knows, they must be teasing each other like always. He has a friendly and very lovely relation with his granddad. That old bad Rajvansh can do anything for him and vice versa.

He was engaged while talking to him, happily. Samaira didn't know what to do standing here. She thought to leave, she just wanted to wish him and that she has done. Her part is done now.

She looked at him one more time before turning away. She took some steps away from him when she heard him from behind. She turned on her place.

"Running away again, Mrs Rajvansh." He said keeping his phone back in his pocket, standing in front of her tall and handsome.

"Why would I?" She replied not matching her gaze to him.

"Are not you doing this from the last one weak with me?" He mocked at her. She felt his taunt behind his words clearly. With this, she remembered everything that happened on this weak. He was also ignoring her, always in his office...or don't know where.....

She didn't say anything like always. If he shows his emotions openly, then she is more like a person, to hide them always. She hardly opens up easily.

"There is an invitation for the award function tomorrow, be ready at 8 Pm.." He announced to her. He didn't ask her, he just informed her. If you are going to tough with me then I know how to handle you.

"Why are you asking me?? You must have a lot of people to take with you." She replied looking away feeling all jealous to think about Natasha's words.

" I have only one wife, and what are these people exactly?" He came closer to her, narrowing his gaze on her. He could something fishy in her tone. She never said this before.

She looked up to him, shook her head in no and wanting to leave but he holds her in the middle by grabbing her arm in his hand.

Enough of this cold behaviour now.

"Tell me exactly, what has happened to you?" He asked deeply looking into her eyes, where he could see a pool of love which she was trying to hide.

"It's nothing, let me go." Samaira wrinkles in his stronghold but he was determined to not let her go now.

"I said, answer me...Samaira...Right now." He said pulling her closer to him, to his chest. He was getting angry with her now. He wants to talk and finish all this, and why she is not cooperating with him.

Why she is so stubborn?

"Why are you asking me? Go and ask Natasha...your girlfr....." Samaira stopped immediately when words came from her mouth. Those were the words roaming in her mind all the time and making her upset and cry.

He kept on looking at her, first, he was confused hearing this from her. How did she knows Natasha and their past relationships and all but he didn't give much attention to all this. He was concentrating on his dumb wife right now.

"Natasha filled this in your brain...right??" He hissed tightening his hold on her. She winches little.

"And you believed whatever poisoned she filled in you....instead of came to me and ask me directly." He said to her. She couldn't look up to him.

"She has...some...your..pictures also, Abhimaan...I was really hurt." Samaira said looking into his eyes, accusing him..asking him why did he do that to her. Her eyes have some fresh tears.

His heart pained with that. Now, he was understanding everything. But he masked his emotions again to handle his wife first, who doesn't know thinking what else.

"Those pictures could be from the past and very very old....didn't you think about this.?" He asked her. She got surprised and shocked at the same time. Oh God, she didn't think like that. That means, she doesn't need to be worry or jealous. A ray of hope light in her with his words.

"Is it really??" She asked exactly looking into his eyes, asking him. He nodded to her, giving her peace. She felt like the heavy burden got lifted from her heart. It's all in past. He is not like what she said.

"She was and she is nothing...absolutely nothing. And no will be anything for me ever, Samaira.." He said removing every insecurity from her heart. She put her hand on his chest, coming closer to him. She was guilty of what she did and how she behaved all immature.

"Abhimaan, I.."

He tightens his hold on her, making her stop with a hard glare. She gulped seeing his angry eyes.

"Save it and Listen to me very carefully, Samaira. You are mine, just mine and that means, I'm also yours, only yours.......got it." He released his hold on her and took some steps back. He was angry and upset with her now. Why did not she asked him?

Her heart skipped a beat by his confession. It was an announcement, vows and a promise for life. He is hers,

Only Samaira's.

She shook her head to stop him but he left leaving her alone in her guilt. He didn't look back to her and stormed out in rage. She kept on looking at him.

"I'm sorry for hurting you, Abhimaan." She whispered.

The whole day spend like this, and night also. He didn't return back. She kept on waiting for him and sleep. He came in at midnight and found her sleeping.

He wanted to celebrate this happiness with her but it got ruined. He has some random relations in past and he has always open to her. He told her this also, he never said any name because he was not in contact with anyone of them. But this Natasha...Ahh.Why can't she just leave and do her work?

First, she ruined Sagar's life and she wants to disturb mine also... He kept on tossing like that. Sleep was far away from his eyes.

"Maan..you came?"

He heard her sleepy voice, he turned his face to her. Her eyes were still close, she was in sleep but her hands were trying to check him if he has returned or not.

"Yes...come here," Abhimaan said holding her hand and shifted a little to her and made her move closer to him also. She put her head on his chest like her habit.

"Why you work...this much?" She mumbled her all-time favourite question to him. He chuckles at her and caressed her hair lovingly. She was in sleep still worrying about him.

"Sleep Samaira, " he said and closed his eyes also with a smile. He felt relax after so many days holding her near him. Both slept in each other's embrace.

The next day in the evening, Abhimaan was all busy with work and he has to leave for the function also. First, he did the press conference and some interviews about his achievement then he came back to his house to get ready for the function.

He has no idea about Samaira, in the morning when he got up she was not there. Then, he found her on the breakfast table but didn't say anything. He wore his Armani suit with a matching tie and gelled his hair perfectly. But, he was not excited.

It's a big day for him but he felt alone. His family is not coming because of his grandfather's health. His parents can't leave him alone and his wife...

He sighed thinking about her. He has no idea about her. She is not in the room also. May be is trying to avoid him, that's why she left even before he came.

His thoughts came to a halt when she entered the room, wearing a long black beautiful gown. She stopped seeing him already present there.

Abhimaan smiled but hide it immediately, he adjusts his tie looking into the mirror. She is coming.

Obviously, she is coming. Why would not she? It's her husband's day. She will be always with him, in every moment of his life. Though, he is a little angry with her, which she deserves. She sighed with this feeling.

She went shopping at noon for the dress. It was the first time, she is going to a grand function like this with him. She needs to match him, his class, his name. She can't disappoint him. She got a little late because Ritika is always slow and choosy with dresses.

She hurriedly got fresh and up and wore the dress and went to her room to take the matching heels. When she returned, he was already there.

She took some steps and stands in front of him. She is also getting late and still not ready. Her back was facing him, he looked at him for a second.

She did her makeup, mascara, eyeliner and lipstick and also applied foundation. He admired her all the while. She combed her hair and put them into a bun but he holds her hands and shook his head looking into the mirror.

She could see their reflection in the mirror. He was looking at her with so much love and affection. She blushed.

She did her hair, the way he liked the most. Open and loose. They looked at themselves in the mirror. Both have a small smile on their lips, he has completely forgotten that he was supposed to be angry with her.

How can I be mad that this beautiful piece of art???

"Wait here, " says this he walked inside the closet and came with a box in his hand. She got confused but soon he made her wear a necklace of diamonds on her neck which was matching her attire completely.

She gasped with the beauty of the necklace. She was in aww in the art also. When did he get this?

"I wanted to give you this when I came back from the business trip..." He replied to her. She looked at him still not turning.

"It's beautiful," Samaira said admiring it in the mirror. He was happy that she liked it.

"Don't say it's expensive and I should not spend all this.." He said holding from behind.

"I won't, it's my right to enjoy your luxury. For whom you work all the time." Her answer amazed him totally. He raised his eyebrows at her.

"I like this confidence, baby.." He said in her ear. She blushed and looked down. She just said this, like he always says to him. She turns to him, looking into his eyes then hugged him.

"I missed you, Abhimaan." She confessed her heart out.

"And, I'm very sorry also." She continued. He kissed her hair, understanding her mind of the state. That Natasha must have manipulated her, she is so naive for a girl like Natasha.

Only he can handle that girl.

"Mom- dad not coming?" She asked him, ditching their frames. He shook his head, she knows this. He is upset with this.

"They are very happy today, Mom dad is very proud of you. And Dadaji was showing off his attitude to everyone also that you are like him." She said to him. She talked to them also in the noon. They were all very upset but they can't come.

Abhimaam chuckles a little. She is trying to distract him and make him relax about this.

"And you??" He asked her, holding her waist. She was looking down. She noticed his tie was a little tilted. She adjusted it and said.

"I'm happy and proud that I'm your wife." She looked up at him. Both kept on looking at each other with love.

She tiptoed a little and kissed his lips holding his arm for support. She kissed him first, he was surprised first but smiled soon realising her words them her gesture.

It was a sweet and small kiss but it was everything, he wants right now. And her small steps make him out of control every time, he claimed her lips to return her favour with double triple interest.

"Sorry, I ruined your lipstick." He said winked at her. She smacked her chest and smiled behind herself into his chest.

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