I saw the maid coming out of Naila's room with the food tray still food. She's been cooped up in her room for hours now just crying. Who was that bastard? He dared to man handle her and say such stuff in public. No one even cared to save her and just kept watching. People just love to enjoy a good show, don't they?

I just couldn't take it anymore. I had to barge in and show that fucker his place. Although, just one punch hasn't satisfied me.

I called Desai, my secretary and asked him to get any information he could on him. He dared to touch my....Kaif Alam's wife. He has no idea what he had done.

Wait! What do I just say? My wife? Well she's legally but ...that felt weird. Um.... it's just because Mom has asked me to take care of her that's all. If Mom finds out she'll be really mad that's all and then there's the media. If they find out Alam household's daughter in law was mistreated by a stranger, it would cause unnecessary ruckus.

I should just check on her I guess. It's not like I'm worried or anything, Only because if she gets ill with all that crying and starving.... mom would blame me.

I didn't care to knock and just went in. I watched her for a while.

I just gapped at him shocked. It was him....how?

"How is that possible? Weren't you in USA for 6 years?"

He nodded.

"I was, but I came back when I heard about.... Mom having a heart attack." He said, guilt clear in his voice.

"Then that night....why were you standing at such a dangerous place?" I asked curiously

"What dangerous place? I was uh....just taking a stroll at the beach. Then suddenly I saw a fool jump in the water and went to save her. That's all." The way he was avoiding my eyes I knew he was lying, but I didn't question further.

"Why did you jump that night?" He asked nonchalantly.

I looked down at my hands smiling sadly.

"Not even my parents cared to ask me that question when I came back home drenched and shivering. Maybe they were disappointed that I came back alive."

"Why?" He just asked sitting beside me. I looked up at him and met his curious eyes which then reflected sympathy.

"What do you know about me?" I asked him a simple question.

He looked away akwardly.

"That I'm a slut who can sleep with anyone for money. I slept with a lot of guys in my college. Because I have a perfect body I lure men seducing them?"

He didn't look at me and that was my answer.

"Of course, that's what you've heard because.... that's what people say, but, do you think that's the truth?"

"I don't know."

"It's not." He finally looked at me...confused.

"I'm not what people say but I cannot even say that I'm not stained. I've committed a sin....a huge sin...of destroying my purity." I said gasping at the lump in my throat.

"What...do you.... I mean...." Guess he was lost for words.

"Thank you for what you did today. You always have to save me huh? Do you know who that man was you saved me from?" I said. He looked at me curiously.

"He was my ex boyfriend Saim Shiekh and the reason behind my current situation." I said.

"Your ex?"

I nodded.

"I was in 12th when I first met him. He was the most charming and handsome guy you could ever find outside the TV." I smiled a little.

"We started as just friends but then it turned into more than just friendship. He was always nice to me, caring, loving....the best boyfriend anyone could have. Everyone envied our relationship and we were the famous college couple because we looked perfect together. We were in First Year when we had our first kiss. It felt like a dream. I was so foolishly and deeply in love with him that I could do anything for him. If he would had just told me to die for him I would most definitely had without a question.

I trusted him so blindly that no matter how many times I witnessed him doing something wrong, if he gave me an explanation, I would believe him and never doubt him. I fought with other people if they said even a word against him.

My parents loved me lot and raised me and my sister no less than princesses. They trusted me with all their hearts. I was in a relationship with a guy for more than 3 years yet they never doubted me even once and I broke all thier trust and aspirations in one single night.

It was our 3rd year anniversary so he asked me for something I could never even think about....."

Kaif was just listening to me without a word or without a judgemental look on his face.

"....he asked me for my virginity." Tears found their way out again. It was getting harder telling him about my past. I was scared for his reaction after listening what I'll be saying next. I sniffed wiping my tears and continued.

"I denied multiple times but he wouldn't listen. He even told me he might break up with me if I didn't, and the stupid dilusional me who was madly in love and too afraid of even the thought of losing the man I loved agreed to it, but I never knew he would betray me in such a brutal way as to destroying my life forever after destroying my innocence.

I didn't even know what sex was until then. I did some research and watched some videos to understand what it was all about. I was scared but I put on a happy face for the sake of protecting my love.

He said he wanted to marry me, he said he was afraid my parents won't wait till he settled down in the future and forced me to have sex with him.

He only gave me pain and humiliation that night but still I went to college the other day smiling like an idiot and holding his hands thinking we could be together forever now.

But I was soo wrong.

You know what he did? He told his friends that I was the one who forced him to sleep with me and seduced him. The rumours spread like wild fire and I became the college slut.

After that day, I saw him with a new girl almost everyday. He became the college stud while I became a whore who would sleep with just anyone.

Guys tried to misbehave with me and girls looked at me disgustingly. Even my friends abandoned me, even my best friend Arshia. Soon my parents found out and for the first time my father hit me....he hit me till I passed out and then they abandoned me too. They hate me because I ruined their reputation and murdered their trust. They hate me because I committed such a huge sin.

What happened today had happened many times with me but at least I could run away. Today I just felt soo paralyzed because he was the same man whom I loved once and who shattered my heart and soul.

It was only once that I faltered, after that I locked myself from the rest of the world. I lost my trust in men, in love, in marriage.....in a happy ending".

,

"Trust me Kaif.... I'm not what they say... I'm not pure....but....but I'm not a slut.... please.... please....i.... I'm not...."

She broke down crying.

My heart ached seeing her. I felt like slapping myself. She must've been through soo much and without knowing the truth I always miss understood her and.... I did the same as everyone else. I called her a slut too. How could I do that?! How could I not try to understand her before judging her? How could I be soo stupid?!

I brought my hand forward to touch her, to console her in anyway but I stopped because I knew I didn't deserve to.

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I couldn't stop thinking about Naila. She was crying all night. I know because I went to check on her every hour and heard her from outside her room. I felt soo guilty. She must've been traumatized. Yet, in the morning she came out smiling ready for college. She even thanked me for listening to her and made me breakfast. Her eyes were swollen though, but I couldn't say anything. I couldn't even apologize.

That scoundrel! Saim was his name. Just thinking about him made my blood boil. Why are there such people in this world who like to ruin other people's lives just for their pleasure!

"May I come in?" Desai knocked the door disturbing my thoughts.

"Hm, come in."

"Sir, here's the information of the Man you asked me about." He said handing me a file

Oh yes, I forget I had told him to.

"Is this everything?"

"Yes sir, I did some digging in his past and... it's something you might not like." He said carefully.

"It's alright. I know a few things. You can leave now." I said he excused himself.

Reading it, made me smirk. He sure got his Karma.

###

I informed Desai to send Naila to my office as soon as she arrives.

She knocked the door and I called her in.

"You called for me?" She asked.

"Yeah," I stood up from my chair grabbing my coat and smiled.

"Uh, did you eat?"

"No." She shrugged.

"Good, let's go on a short date." I said.

"Huh?" She looked at me like she saw a ghost.

"Why soo surprised? You're my wife right? We can go on a date." I said casually.

She raised an eyebrow at me.

"Which side of your head did you get hit on?"

I chuckled. "Let's go. I'm starving." I said grabbing her hand and dragging her with me. She gasped silently complaining along the way.

###

"Is it good." I asked her as she took the first bite of her chicken roll.

She nodded.

We were in a famous cafe that my employees like to come to. Desai told me about it once.

I took a sip of my coffee.

"I'm sorry." I said guiltily looking at her.

"What for?" She asked before sipping her Latte.

"For misunderstanding you all this time without even trying to understand you." I admitted.

She looked down at her hands.

"You're not the first one." She said then she looked at me.

"Although, you're the first one to apologize." She smiled. That smile of her is really contagious. It made me smile too.

"So you forgive me?" I asked hopefully.

"Um.... I need to think about it."

"Really?" I said amused and we both giggled. I took a bite of my roll.

"Ummm. This is really good." I said with my mouth full.

She giggled. "I know right!"

###

We came out of the cafe.

"I need to come here with everyone again." She said.

"Everyone?"

"Yeah, Avanti, Farhan and Mr Arnav."

"Desai? When did you 2 become friends?" I asked a bit heatedly.

"Since my internship started. He's a really nice guy. We tease him about getting married, you should see him how shy he gets at the topic." She giggled.

"Huh? He's just doing his job." I said walking towards the car.

"Oh hello, not everyone is a robot like you. There are people with real feelings too."

"So what, I don't have feelings?" I asked a bit offended resting my arm over the car.

"Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? You look like a mannequin. Always poker face." She teased me making a poker face.

"Really?"

"Really!" She nodded.

I playfully flipped her pony from the back over her face.

"Hey!" She yelled. I rushed inside the car. "My hair...." She pouted. I smiled to myself.

She sat in the passenger seat angrily.

He's different today. A lot carefree and playful. I like it though. As he was driving I noticed we were going to the opposite direction.

"Um... isn't the headquarters the other way?" I asked.

"Hm. But we're not going to the office." He informed, his eyes on the road.

"Then?"

"You'll see. Just don't be too surprised."

I looked at him confused.

After a while, we reached in a area where I couldn't imagine someone like Kaif Alam or anyone like him could come.

The road was rough and dirty and after driving ahead a little, he stopped near a chawl.

"A chawl?" I ask even more confused.

His face was serious now. It made me blink. He got out and opened the door for me as I was busy observing my surroundings, he offered me his hand. I took it and got out. He didn't let go even after closing and locking the door. Many people had gathered around to see the BMW and the owner in an expensive suit.

"Let's go."

He started walking towards the building dragging me with him. Why were we here? People were looking at us like we were some celebrity. I held his hand tighter as I felt uneasy.

He knocked at an apartment door.

"Who lives here?" I asked curiously.

"You'll see." He simply said.

Just then the door opened and my eyes widened to see the familiar person in front of me. I couldn't believe it! Arshia? She was wearing a tacky messy salwar kameez that the Arshia I knew would never even look at. The girl who was always soo full of class and elegance was standing before in a dusty cheap dress.

She looked back at he equally surprised.

"N... Naila?" She said.

"Arshia? Is that....u?" I murmured.

A little girl came running from inside in a kindergarten school uniform screaming, "mummy mummy." And clinged onto her shyly as she saw us. She looked around 3-4 years old.

"Who is it Arshia?" I heard a man's voice from behind her. My heart almost jumped to my throat. No way....

That man came into view in a t-shirt and baggy pants. I stepped back from shock as it was none other than....

Saim!