That day when I saw that bitch at the cruise, I really had a mini panic attack. Nishtha's comebacks were really good I should say but I was blinded by the hatred I had for that Anahita.

I was really frustrated. I didn't eat properly, didn't sleep properly and most importantly, barely went home. I decided to drown myself in work.

Seeing that bitch the other day made me realize that I shouldn't dare to give love another chance again, because it would break me more.

It was just better to get to the CEO thing once again and stay away from seriously romantic stuff.

One night, I came back from work and surprisingly, more like shockingly, Nishtha was waiting for me.

We had an argument AGAIN and I said things that I shouldn't like always. But this time, she left the house damn.

The next morning I called on her phone like a thousand times, it was switched off. I called at her office a million times but every time the secretary was like 'Sir, she isn't in the office'.

We again had an argument... a FIGHT in her cabin when her father stepped in and made things worse. Thanks but no thanks old man.

My agents somehow figured out where she was and I went to the hotel where she was staying. Damn, she went to a hotel. What was she thinking? Media could have surrounded her, she didn't even have security! Yeah yeah , I behaved like an ass but still.

But still, I talked to her and somehow convinced her to come back home, which she once again had started referring to as 'your house'.

God just, ughh. Yeah, I was being selfish. But, I had tried being selfless and loyal and good, once. And trust me it didn't at all end up well.

But, I can't control myself around Nishtha. She's strong, independent, beautiful, lovely, caring, amazing and just my type but I purposely talk to her rudely as I don't want to get close to her because I'm afraid that she'd leave me.

I was really happy besides the fact that I'm upset about having horrible parents, a rude husband, a rude husband's bitchy ex and work frustration. In short, I was messed up and pissed.

I was lying on my bed staring at the ceiling because work seemed really boring for the first time in my life, and my husband-in-name-only's face wasn't much interesting either.

Suddenly, my phone started ringing. Not to mention but I switched on my phone and I had like a gazillion missed calls. But anyways, it was Anvita, how lovely.

"Hey girlllll !!! Before you say anything!!! You're just going to get into your cocktail dress and we're going to sunset club tonight !" She said in a single breath. Yeah right, I just had a fight with a person who was probably my husband and now I would have to drag myself to the club.

"Why?" Was all I asked that too in a bored tone.

"What the fuck do you mean by why? Because I wanna refresh your mood! Come on !!! Let's sway our hips away from our damn husbands!" She said, yeah she was right! I had all the right to be happy !

"The plan's on! What time?" I said enthusiastically. Yeah, bring it on, all the clubs and pubs!

"That's my girl !!! 9 p.m. sharp! Don't be late!" She said and hung up the phone.

Yeah I have bad parents so what? Yeah I have a so called husband who doesn't care about me, so what? Yeah, my honeymoon just got fucked up even though there wasn't any fucking involved maybe, but so WHAT !!!???

I was gonna dress up and PARTYYYY like a free woman !

I started getting dressed up. I opted for a black cocktail dress which helped me a lot in flaunting my curves. I decided to do smoky eye make up and put on a dark lipstick, totally contradicting my usual personality and aura. I straightened my hair and man I was looking HOT ! Smoking Hot!

Not to piss myself again but if Paras was the Paras he was on the swimming pool day at the honeymoon, after seeing me in this look, he would pin me to the wall, kiss me till the world ended and didn't let me go to that stupid club. I really wanted that version of Paras to do that.

The second I stepped out of that claustrophobic room of mine which was situated in Paras Singhania's apartment, my eyes fell on the owner and he dropped a glass of water he was holding. Damn.

His expression was priceless. If we were a couple, we could have beaten Rachel and Ross from f.r.i.e.n.d.s. Besides he isn't sweet as Ross and I am not broke as Rachel.

"Where the hell are you going?" He asked eyeing me from head to toe.

"You don't need to know and I need to tell you." I spatted rudely and started for the door. And then something unexpected happened. He held my wrist and pulled me.

And... pinned me to the wall and I couldn't process what was happening. Was he going to act like the Paras from the swimming pool day? Or was he going to act like a Paras from yesterday and today and always?

"At which club?" He asked in a husky voice. He was standing so close to me that the air from his mouth was fanning on my face.

"Sunset club. I would have answered if you'd have asked nicely earlier?" I said looking at the ceiling. I really didn't want to look into his eyes. Ughhh, I have to admit, he was really intimidating.

And then he released me. It was like he didn't want to let me go but he didn't have any other choice.

I went downstairs and Anvita was waiting for me. She was also all dolled up.

"Dude, you're looking hot. Tell me your husband wasn't home, or else he wouldn't have let you go out. You would be in a make out session right now." She said with a smirk.

"Well, unfortunately he WAS home." I said and she seemed guilty. But anyways, she started to drive.

Fast forward to when we started dancing on the dance floor. We were having a lotta fun till 12 a.m. because it was time for the love hour. And dress by Taylor Swift started playing. And trust me, the lyrics of that song are really bold.

And yeah, Anvita's husband had arrived at the club to surprise her which I didn't appreciate personally but I couldn't say it on their face. So that's what I said.

"You guys go ahead and dance, I'm just tired, I would might just sit down for sometime." Well that's what any nice person would have said.

I got bored of sitting idle in like 30 seconds so I went to grab a fire shot.

"Hey sexy, how you doin'?" I heard a voice ask me.

"Excuse me?" I said and narrowed my eyes at him.

"Oh come on baby." He said in a disgusting tone and held my waist.

"What the fuck you dork!" I said and was about to break his bones when someone punched him so hard on his jaw that he landed straight on the bar counter.

Oh my god !!! Paras !!!

"You motherfucker!! How dare you touch my wife?" He said and held that guy's collar and punched him in the face again.

He was continuously punching him, that guy's face was bleeding and so was Paras's hand. Oh my God...

I was standing still because I was too shocked to move. Soon the guards were there and they stopped them.

I didn't know what was happening. I was going crazy. My husband was Paras Singhania, he was here, and was kicking the ass of my probable molester.

"Nishtha!" I heard Anvita's voice which broke my chain of thoughts and brought me back to reality. And I saw Paras who was sitting on the floor and his hand was bleeding, he probably broke his own knuckles.

"Oh My God ! Paras !!! Are you okay??? " I asked rushing towards him.

"Yeah, as long as you are." He said and chuckled. Oh God ! This man will be the death of me!!!!!