They came out of their house holding each other's hands. There his driver was waiting for them with his black Mercedes, he opened the door of the back seat for her, she settled down. He turned around to go for his seat when his driver came in front of him holding an envelope in his hand.

"Sir, this is for Mam."

"What is this?" Abhimaan asked him taking the envelope in his hand.

"I don't know, a man came and said to deliver this to Mrs Rajvansh."

"Hmm. Okay" Saying this Abhimaan got settled beside Samaira on the back seat. She smiled at him. Soon driver starts their ride towards their destination.

"This is for you, someone delivered just now," Abhimaan said showing the envelope to Samaira. He didn't open it, as it's her. Samaira frowned, with the thought of who sent this.

"What is this??" Samaira said and opened it but Abhimaan took it from her and put this into his coat pocket.

"Not now, this is our time," Abhimaan said to her. He didn't want to waste a single second with her. She smiled and nodded. She put her head on her shoulder, felt delighted and excited thinking about the surprise she has planned for him.

Always it's him, who did something for her or surprises her with gifts or other things but she has planned something for him. And she knows, he is going to love it.

As the place was coming near, her heartbeat started picking up its pace. Fear started creeping ing inside her. Fear of being in a crowd. Fear of being judged by the piercing gaze of people. She is not a social or outspoken person. She doesn't want to create any awkward scene here.

"Don't worry, I'm here. Just keep your beautiful smile on." Abhimaan sensed her nervousness and it's very usual to feel this way.

She nodded at him and took a long breath. He came out of the car from his side, walking like an arrogant king of the place. He came to the other side and opened the door for her. He forwards his hand for her, she could see the sparkling of the camera from his behind. Seeing her nervous, he gave her an assuring smile that he is here with her side.

She felt getting relaxed when she holds his hand and came out with him.

She did as he said, she looked around with a confident and positive smile on her face. Both walked together, matching each other in every aspect. He felt proud of seeing his so graceful wife.

"That was scary" she mumbled to him, after crossing the paparazzi. He chuckled.

"But you did the best, baby." He replied holding her waist. She blushed a little.

"I practised for that." She told him how she was practising all this alone. He didn't know that. He raised his eyebrows at her.

"Really? But that was not needed." Abhimaan said.

"It was. I can't let you down in anything." She replied looking down for a brief moment. He was amazed by her efforts. She always did something to amaze him. She didn't need any practice, she is perfect in everything.

"I only want you the way you are. God!! You are looking ravishing, how will I control myself tonight, because every man will drool over you." He said standing too close to her.

"There is nothing like that, at the party, every woman will be far far better and of a high class than me." She said twisting her lips. She doesn't need extra fake compliments.

"Ohh my innocent wife, you don't know the effect you have on a man. Be on my side every moment, don't leave my side and don't drink anything from anyone except Sagar." He ordered her.

They entered the hall, her gaze lingered around the hall, guests started arriving, women present in the part wore extravagant dresses & jewellery, men wore suits. She felt good about her decision to shop today. Her eyes were searching for someone.

"Abhi.."

Abhimaan heard a very familiar, soft and warm voice, he turned to the voice only to get shocked and surprise to see the person in front of him. Not just shocked once, it's double no..its triple.

What?

"Mom, Dad...Dadu. You all, here" Abhimaan gasped in surprise and his mother embraces him in her arms immediately. Holding her son in her arms after months is a different feeling.

Samaira too came near them.

"What are you all doing here?" Abhimaan asked breaking the hug looking at them.

"How can we miss this important moment, of your life? So, ...we came!!" Arunima told him, looked at Samaira with a smile.

Samaira hugged her. Her eyes brimmed with unshade tears, meeting with Arunima after ages. Arunima caressed her hair with motherly love and affection.

"You are looking so beautiful, Samaira. Perfect match for my Abhi." Arunima said looking at them together. Samaira blushed, and Abhimaan smiled proudly.

"Congratulations, Young man...." This was the oldest Rajvansh, his Grandfather said to him. Abhimaan touched his feet first then hugged him too. His dadu proudly patted his back.

Then he went to his father, always so calm and patient. Standing beside his wife, a proud father today on his son's achievements.

"We all are so proud of you and very happy also. You have reduced me all pressure and tensions." Gautam said to him. Abhimaan felt on top of the world right now, hearing all this from his father and family.

Father's appreciation is always a beautiful feeling for a son.

"But Dadu, your health," Abhimaan asked looking at him.

"What health,? I have talked to my doctor. I don't need your suggestions." He said looking towards Samaira, She nodded to him. Abhimaan was all confused by what's happening here.

"Your wife wanted to surprise you, she arranged everything and even consult the doctors. And honestly, I was dying to see you both.." Arunima explained to him how Samaira did everything.

"When did you do all this and you didn't tell me anything?" Abhimaan asked Samaira.

"Because it was a surprise for you," Samaira said to him with a smile. She could see the happiness in his eyes seeing his family on his special occasion.

" Thank you so much, dear wife. It's best than any of my gifts and surprise." He said encircling his arm around her waist, she looked around feeling shy due to the presence of their elders. But Abhimaan didn't care.

"Obviously, my daughter is the best in everything," Arunima said looking towards them dreamily. She was so happy seeing her children happy together. She turned to Gautam, he understood her mind and smiled towards her. Parents always care about their children's happiness, nothing else.

Soon, guests came and they met with so many people. They almost know everyone, Arunima also knew many of them. She is used to going to these parties with her husband, today she is for her Son.

Abhimaan introduced Samaira to some of his important clients and some personalities of the business world. They all liked her and praised the beautiful couple.

Soon, Sagar also came with Ritika. He was also surprised to see the Rajvansh family first, he met them and introduced Ritika also to them. Arunima literally asked them to get married soon and be happy like Abhimaan and Samaira.

Sagar was all excited but Ritika glared at him and he got silent after that.

Abhimaan's name echoed in the hall, he received the award with so many speeches and pictures. His family was seeing him with a proud smile.

Now, they are sitting in the dining area.

"Abhimaam Samaira let's come for the dance," Sagar said getting up. Abhimaan looked at Samaira, who was denied to him. She didn't want to leave her family, she wanted to spend more time with them and moreover, she hesitates in front of all.

Abhimaan got up and extended his hand to her, she looked at him.

"May I have a dance with my wife?" He asked her with so much sincerity and a glint of his playful remark as always.

She looked at Arunima, who was all smiling at them. She encouraged her to go. She took his hand and they went to the dance floor.

"Did I tell you that you are looking the most beautiful, elegant and ravishing in this hall," Abhimaan said pulling her close to him. Samaira giggles at him, shaking her head.

"Yes, you said this around 20 times already." She replied to him. He was, again and again, whispering this in her ears, making her smile, shy and excited.

"I can't wait to go home and....." He mumbled in her ear, leaving a hot kiss there. He inhaled her fragrance, roaming his hand on her all over the back. God! How much he wants her?

Samaira knows this. She knows the desires he has, but still, he was all patience with her. Every time, he stopped and behaved to his limits to make her comfortable.

The time they have shared together, unknowingly that had removed every fear she had in her heart. She is ready for everything, she is ready to take the next step in her marriage, to complete their relation.

"Okay.." She replied he looked at her to understand her words. She looked down to hide her shyness, her cheeks were all red and warm. Her heart was beating fast feeling his intense gaze on her. She holds his arm and hides in his chest.

"Now, I'm more restless...For tonight." He said making her shiver. Both were engrossed in each other when someone came to call Abhimaan for some pictures and an interview. Reluctantly he left, Samaira thought to go to her family. She felt her cell buzzed with the massage of someone. She was frowned to see it, it was Dhriti. Why is she calling me?

She disconnects her call. She doesn't want to attend. It's better to stay far from them, as Abhimaan said.

She got busy with everyone when someone came to her.

"Mam, someone wants to meet you. Please come, he is not leaving." Someone informed her, She got confused.

Who it could be?

She reached the backdoor, where that person was waiting for her. She couldn't see him clearly, as it was a little dark there. She felt a little bad feeling across her mind like she should not be here.

"Samaira." That person called her name. It took her some time to recognise him but not so long when she whispered his name.

"Rajat.." She was shocked to see him, Dhriti's boyfriend, with whom she runs away was standing in front of her. He was looking not so fine, his condition was a little unmanaged, he was looking devastated.

What is he doing here?

"What happened to you and why are you here?" Samaira asked him directly. He is not her friend who came to meet her, She knows him via Dhriti and has met 3-4 times but not personally.

"I called you, and I went to your house also but I got to know that you are here. So, I came. I couldn't hold myself. I'm sorry." Rajat said to her, how he was trying to reach her from yesterday. Getting her address was not easy for him, but he did somehow.

"Why did you want to meet me?" Samaira asked him still in shock and confusion.

"I..I want to ask you something, and please....please answer me...honestly...because Dhriti is not telling me anything," Rajat said coming closer to her with some stumbled steps. He was drunk also.

"Rajat, you don't seem to be fine. We will talk later. You came tomorrow to my house when my husband will be at home." Samaira tried to make him understand. She didn't feel good to be with him alone, in this place.

Abhimaan must be waiting for me.

She turned to go, but he stopped her by holding her hand. She turned and pulled her hand back roughly. She didn't like that.

"Ss..sorry.." Rajat said lowering her eyes. He didn't mean to make her feel uncomfortable.

"Okay...just one question. Was Dhriti really pregnant?? And she did an abortion??" Rajat words made her shocked. Why he is asking her? Doesn't Dhriti inform him?

Is that because Dhriti was calling her??

"I...don't know, and how will I. I don't have contact with them anymore. Please go Rajat." Samaira said not knowing if she should inform him or not. But Dhriti has not said anything then how can She? That's their personal matter.

"You know Samaira, you know everything. Why are you lying? Just tell me the truth once, please.." Rajat asked her again. He was restless to know the truth about his unborn child, which is no more.

Samaira felt bad for him that Dhriti did tell him. She nodded to him slowly, licking her lower lip.

Rajat was shocked and his fear came true. Dhriti really did this to him. Just to punish him for some fights and differences. He was trying to make everything normal, and she didn't give him a chance even.

"How could she??? How could she do this??? It was our baby...."

"Why did you support her, Samaira?" He asked her. He knows everything.

"I didn't know anything, her mother used me also for money. I had no idea about all this, or it was your personal matter, how could I even say something??" Samaira said in her defence. If she would have known this before then maybe she would have tried once to make her realise her mistake. Because it was about a baby. An innocent life.

Rajat heard her. She was a very genuine person. Rajat's heart pained little, thinking of something. But, he can't back off now.

"She should have shared this with me. But her mother always manipulate her in everything,

" It was my first baby...Samaira why abortion, it was our love....our child...."

"I can understand and I'm really sorry for the baby, but I was also forced to do that." She said seeing his condition. But she could not sense his real face.

He got stumbled and was going to fall down but he holds Samaira's arm. She too supported him, she couldn't realize when he suddenly hugged her.

"Why did you do this to our baby, ....why did you abort it, we would have gone so far from this forced marriage, ..."

Samaira tried to push him when he suddenly falls down on the ground, someone has pushed him. Samaira looked up to meet with a pair of angry eyes. He looked at her shockingly, confused and angry.

"Abhimaan..." She whispered. Her heart was beating hard in her ribcage seeing him angry with lots of questions in his eyes.

"What's happening here? And how dare you to touch her?" Abhimaan roared to the person, he was seeing for the first time.

"It's between me and her. You don't interfere." Rajat said getting up.

"It is my matter because you are talking to my wife," Abhimaan replied to him, Samaira literally got flinched hearing his angry voice. She was scared of God knows what.

"Wife...oh, I didn't know Samaira, he is your husband. I should not have said all this, I'm sorry...It was all past, I should be leaving." Rajat faked all this like he was really doesn't know him.

Samaira got froze hearing his words. Her palms start to sweat. Abhimaan heard him, didn't react.

"Stop, what was about the abortion?" Abhimaan asked him. Samaira looked at him, he heard it. He heard them. Rajat mentally smirked, he knows that he came when he was talking to her. That's why he suddenly changed his words.

"It was nothing now, right Samaira. It was in our past. Nothing more....no child anymore..." He looked down, showing to be broken and sad.

"No Abhimaan, it's not..." Samaira said grabbing his arm. He didn't say anything.

"Everyone has past, if you both have something in past then it was in the past. Now, if you ever try to come in front of me and her, then remember that will be your last day of life." Abhimaan yelled at him and called some guards to throw him out of his sight.

Samaira heard him, she heard Rajat's fake words also. Abhimaan holds her wrist, she looked up to see his dangerous eyes, they have lost the warmth for her.

No

No

"Let...me....explain.." She stammered tried to touch his chest, he pulled her closer roughly. She gasped.

"Not here, ..." Saying he pulled her with him outside the venue. She tried to stop him, he was giving any heed to her. He took the keys from the driver and opened the door for her.

"Abhi.."

"Don't create any scene here, I have a reputation here." He hissed and she flinched with his tone to her. He made her sit and got settled also and drive to their home.

Not knowing how he is going to take all this, he needs to be in control. Just control Abhi. It's okay...Its Samaira.

......