Tara smiled coming inside her room after hearing the praises by his family. She was not expecting this day to be this beautiful. She pushed her hair strands behind her ear while looking at the jewelry box gifted by her mother-in-law.

Arjun asked her to keep it in the safe inside the closet.

She walked to the closet trying to find the locker and finally found it. She opened it with the password keeping the necklace aside. She looked inside as her eyes widen. She took a step back stumbling in the saree falling down.

She cupped her lips looking at the guns inside it. It wasn't one or two. There were many.

Her breathing got heavier as she looked inside the locker with fear. How can this be possible?

He didn't seem to be a man who owns guns using them is a far-off thing. She gulped before putting the necklace in it quickly closing it immediately.

She kept a hand on her heart which was beating loudly. Did she do something wrong trusting him this quickly? She didn't even know him till now.

Arjun entered inside the Khurana mansion with a tired sigh after the long meeting only to find his brothers fighting with each other pulling each other's hair.

"Kinshuk-Kenit, stay away from each other", he ordered only for them both to part away from each other.

"Only you can take care of them, Arjun. They still behave like 5 even when they are 20. I got married at this age", Roshni spoke glaring at her sons.

"Mumma, you never say the same to Siddharth", Kinshuk told her mother who shook her head.

"Because he is 4", Roshni told her son with an angry look to shut them up.

"Arjun baby, Tara is waiting for you. Spend some time with her", Roshni spoke caressing Arjun's hair who nodded passing a small smile to her. Roshni always adored Arjun just like her sons if not more than that.

"Yes, Ma", Arjun answered as Roshni walked to the kitchen to help Shraddha.

"Bhaiya, I feel so weird at points", Kinshuk said hugging one arm of Arjun which made him look at his brother.

"What weird?", Arjun asked his brother with raised eyebrows.

"Did you only get our best friend to get married with?", Kenit asked with a frown covering his calm face as well.

"What do you mean by that?", Arjun asked not getting their words.

"If we wouldn't have taken you to her brother's marriage, you won't have been married right now", Kinshuk pointed as Arjun narrowed his eyes at him.

"I am understanding what you are trying to say", Arjun told him in a slow intimidating voice.

"She is too young, brother. Why did you get married to her?", Kenit asked.

"Because he was bewitched with her beauty", Shraddha spoke walking into the living room making Arjun's face harden immediately.

"And he was getting old as well", Kenit said trying to lighten up the atmosphere.

"I need to see my wife if you please excuse me", Arjun said and walked upstairs not waiting for anyone's permission. He felt like his head was hurting hearing his mother. He never felt the same connection with her that he used to feel when he was a child.

He opened his room's door and his eyes immediately searched for his wife who was standing in the corner looking out of the room. He continued looking at her not able to believe that he really married her.

He closed the door behind him silently before walking to her wrapping his strong arms around her waist nuzzling his face in her neck kissing the mole on her shoulder. A gasp left her lips as she held his hands on her waist.

"What is my dear wife doing?", he asked kissing her earlobe making her gulp.

"No... Nothing", she stuttered as he stared at her face.

"Being the wife of a businessman, don't you think you should do something fruitful", he asked as she looked down clutching his hand still placed on her waist unknowingly.

"It's been a day since our marriage. How are you feeling?", he asked keeping his chin on her shoulder.

She stayed silent for a few seconds when she felt his nails digging in her elbow.

"I asked something, love", he stated as she sniffed trying to pry his hands away from her soft skin.

"It's go..good", she stuttered out again as he turned her making her look at him.

"I think your legs must be hurting since you are standing here for so long", he stated before swiftly taking her in his arms. She blinked many times before keeping her left hand on his shoulder to balance herself.

He gently placed her on the bed after removing the thin net separating the bed from the outside world. He lied beside her taking her wrist in his hands as she stared at his hands playing with her chooda bangles with fear.

"Did you speak to your parents?", he asked still playing with her bangles as she nodded her head.

"Words. Love", he said in a calm yet threatening way.

"Yes", she whispered as he traced his finger on her cheek.

"They were asking me to visit them soon", she whispered only for his hands to stop tracing her skin. He held her chin making her look in his eyes which was always difficult for her.

She fisted her saree being nervous under his gaze and finally closed her eyes.

"Open your eyes", he said in the same calm voice which brought goosebumps on her skin.

"Tara", he called in a harsher tone making her flinch shaking her head.

"I can't", she whispered.

"Tara, you are not going anywhere", he said as she bit her lips before slowly opening her eyes and slowly sat looking at the bedsheet.

He held her wrist before placing his head in her lap sighing softly in her arms which were placed on his shoulder.

He made her move her fingers in his head which was blasting because of his mother and work.

She continued massaging his head as he lied in her lap with closed eyes.

"Your fingers have magic", he said suddenly making her stare at his face. He opened his eyes staring into hers as she looked the other way. He traced his finger on her neck making her close her eyes unknown to this feeling.

He pulled her down wanting to taste her lips for once.

She felt his breath on her face which made her known to her surrounding.

She pulled away with her hands shivering.

"I can't do this", she said looking at the bedsheet.

"It's not like it's your first kiss, Tara. We did kiss last night", he told her as she breathed deeply.

"And you lost your control as well", she spoke in a timid voice. He held her shoulder making her look at him.

"I did control myself at the end", he stated as she chose to be silent.

"Tara, I am not forcing you into something but don't make me lose my calm as well. You are not a child anymore", he said in a final tone before holding her chin. She clutched the bedsheet in her hand closing her eyes as he came closer to her placing his lips on her sucking her lips with his.

Another day passed away since their marriage and Tara couldn't help but remember the number of guns in his locker. He was sleeping with his head on her chest.

She tried to fight back but his one glare made her silent and do what he wants. She wasn't anywhere comfortable with his intimate touch and him sleeping on her chest was just making her feel more uncomfortable.

She tried to pry his hand from her body which was wrapped around her waist.

She sighed after her futile effort before looking at the ceiling in silence. Her hands unknowingly started to massage his scalp as he breathed softly on her chest tightening his grip around her.

She stared at his calm face for a second before picking up her phone.

She looked at the message from her brother who send her Cheeku's picture who was smiling widely at the camera.

She smiled at the picture placing a kiss on the screen before keeping the phone aside.

Tara wasn't getting accustomed to Khurana's rich living standards and somewhat orthodox culture. The veil thing was just too much for her but she didn't want to disrespect anyone.

The thing here was her own husband wanted her to do the veil thing.

She wanted to move because her back was hurting right now but his head was just too heavy and he was too stubborn to move away. She sighed moving lightly making him nuzzle his face more in her chest making her breathing stop. She stared at his face in shock.

She closed her eyes wanting sleep to take over her senses as soon as possible.

The next morning, she woke up only to find him gone. She sighed getting her clothes from her bag and taking a bath quickly.

When she came out while rubbing her wet hair with a white towel, she found him attending some call with a cold look.

"I am paying you to do your fucking job not for me to solve the issues", he spoke in a cold voice making her look at him. She thought to ignore him. She never liked cursing back at her home if her brother said any curse she would've interrupted him immediately.

But now things are so much changed.

She filled the vermilion in her hair partition and started combing her hair tying them in another loose bun.

"Tara", he called her as she finished brushing her hair.

"Ji", she responded as he asked her to sit beside him on the bed by patting the space. She nodded before following as he asked.

"Sit properly putting your feet on the bed", he asked as she frowned but nevertheless followed.

He lifted up her saree a few inches above making her gasp.

He looked into her eyes before caressing her ankle making her gulp this time.

He took the other anklet, he wanted to make her wear on their wedding night but forgot the same after seeing her looking so beautiful.

"I am glad that you listen to my words", he spoke before making her wear the other anklet as well as she looked at her ankles.

"We are going out for a long drive today", he spoke making her frown.

"But don't you have office today?", she asked not wanting to come in between his work.

"And also Mummy Ji would need help in kitchen", she spoke only to be pulled in his lap.

"Whom are you talking about?", he asked with a frown as she held his shoulder trying to maintain a distance.

"Your mother whom else?", she asked as his frown changed into an angry glare.

"Ma is there to help her. You are not going anywhere helping her", he told her which made her frown.

"But Ji, what if she needs my help", she asked not able to understand why he was saying no to her helping his mother.

"When I said no, It means a no", he said in a higher pitch unusual for her making her jump.

"Don't make me repeat my words. Do you get this?", he asked patting her cheek with two finger making her nod her head quickly in fear of his anger.

"We are going out and that's final", he spoke making her sit on the bed, he stood up to get his jacket from the closet. He already took a bath today so he just has to get dressed now.

"We are having breakfast outside only", he told her but she chose to be silent. He sat in front of her holding her chin in a tight grip making her look at him.

"I told you something. Do you understand?", he asked rather rudely making her nod her head.

"Words, Baby", he gritted making her eyes glitter with tears as she mumbled a small yes.

"Good girl", he spoke patting her cheek lovingly before walking inside the closet to brush his hair. She blinked many times to control her tears. He was always so pushy on her knowing very well how new these things were on her.