Heartless Billionaire ✔

Chapter-6 Hold On To Me

Arohi

After what all suddenly came one after the other and things that I confronted yesterday made my mind so heavy as if I had tons of weight above it pushing it down. At moment I was feeling like it would bury me six feet under. Heaviness and sadness was choking me and I couldn't think of anything else than to sit in his bed and think everything in a flash not knowing which mess was much more hurting me and needed the attention.

I know there Arun would be so broken and alone with the corpse of Ma lying before him. I shuddered at the thought and to face the situation was much more difficult thing for me. I couldn't think of a single person who would calm me down at the sight that would be in front of me if I go to see her lying lifeless and for the first time in life she wouldn't give me huge smile and hug which I would always crave for.

My tears fell down on my arms. I looked around me. One could see everything everything in this Raizada's mansion. Luxury, paintings, vases, chandelier everything was so expensive but none could calm you raising head and crushed heart.

I looked at the couch where I stared him the whole night sleeping peacefully as if nothing happened. At times he made me feel loved and then next he made me his slave bound to him.

Am I even bound to him? Can I leave him? And run away from from all the chaos he has been handling all his life? I thought of running away many times but then his face would come in front me. He is this because everyone left him in his state and he did whatever he wanted with it. Became whatever helped him get this all around me and fuel his ego. With time he made out that money could make him powerful. At least I was so sure that no one had let him taste the real love in life.

His sister? What happened to her? Why he don't tell me things clearly? All this forced marriage thing and Maa death made me so weak to stand from my bed. For the first time after our marriage I slept in his meant to be warm and cozy bed and woke up at my leisure. He went away without bothering me, cursing me. Things were changing a bit though. Him allowing me to meet Arun whom he would kill the next he see when I didn't ask him so. Every time he opened up to me, I took that as a step for us getting along.

I sighed at my state in which I have no idea what exactly I have to behave. Everything was crushing my heart into pieces and I wanted a hand to hold on to. I blankly looked at the side table and my eyes caught the small but expensive clock which said it was 10:15 am.

He each day left me in his big mansion to sit in my room and think what else life could offer other than death and dismissal. It hurts to be rejected and unloved. Was it all my destiny? I couldn't think of something positive. I was so full of negative stuff. Person near me too was negative and I wondered if we will ever make it to something good.

It was when I was so involved in my agony my phone rang. Dev flashed in the screen. His name and his behavior was so incoherent.

"Dev Raichand. " I chanted madly wondering how it would sound together and it was so heavy marking the powerful man behind the name.

I picked up the call and not a word came out. His name stuck in my throat and I couldn't speak anything more. It was little later he said it so softly. There was an inch of pity in them that I soaked in. I ached to see his face but he was in his office working to maintain the prosperity around me.

"You need to get ready. I will get you there to meet her.. "

He stopped as he couldn't find words to address the beautiful soul which left the body. I unable to speak much said," hmm.. " to let him know I followed his instructions. Without another word he hung up the call and I still sat with the phone in my ears hoping to hear something comforting not pitiful.

It was hard to drag myself from bed but I managed to put the clothes that would do justice to his esteem. It was cream kurta with light blue lagging. As a custom I was supposed to wear white but I didn't had any so I thought at least make him happy and not earn his snarky ways.

I completely ready waited for him in the hall. My throat was dry as I gulped the last of saliva to water it. I rose up and reached to the jar of water pouring some into the glass. I was about to sip the water when someone touched my shoulder. I flustered and feared dropped the glass of water and as it hit the floor the shattering noise of it made me to hitch back crashing into something solid not moving an inch.

"Watch your move! " I heard the annoyed version of my husband who caught my waist preventing me to fall. I collected my flustered state and walked ahead and turned to face him yet not looking into his eyes.

I don't know how long we stood there me watching the floor and him staring me. I know he was staring me very badly. I managed to raise my eyes and stopped just at his deep brown ones which were boring into me, confusion and pain clear in them. I digested the way he kept up gazing me without saying a word as I feared if he would hit me again. He was so intimidating and when the distance between us got so very less than my heart raced hundred of miles.

His wide shoulders would cover me and crush me if I make him angry. More closer he came making himself much bigger and fierce. His hand raised slowly and I thought him to slap me for barging into him but his action amazed me.

His fingers rubbed my cheeks firmly. I don't know if it was my tears that he was trying to wipe away but it gave me warmth of his heart. I relaxed under his fingers and as he took in what he was doing he pulled back immediately hiding himself from me.

I wanted to see the emotion in him but he had his back to me. Next I heard him groan, "let's go."

His way of speaking was too evolving I must say. If he would have been the man from first day of our marriage he would say in his hardest of voice, "Follow me you B***h!"

That's what he called me. I was bit satisfied of not having to hear such things at least today. As instructed, I followed him.

Another first of us was going out together. He walked out of the huge door and I followed him out trying to keep up with his large and fast feet. There outside in front of him stood his luxurious black and shinning car. He opened the door and stood beside it looking down.

I was walking to the other side past him when I had my wrist tightly circled by his huge palm.

"Here. " He motioned me softly and I looked at him long to make sure it wasn't a dream. He opened the door for me? I questioned myself several time looking wide eyed at him.

He released his annoyed breath pulling me firmly and then holding my hips to make me sit Inside like a child. Obviously I couldn't take such a behavior from him so easily when I had seen the worst from him. He sat beside me when I was busy thinking.

We pulled of from Raizada Mansion and didn't speak a word on the way. This whole thing of him allowing me to have the last memory of her made my heart ache out of pain.

Little later he firmly poked my arm when the car finally stopped. My feet didn't wanted to move. It went so solid to make any move. I lost my courage to face her like that and my eye Sight went blur. I fought hard not to break in front of him all over again. But I always give up and little by little that salt water would flow through my cheek.

"Arohi. "

I took in the voice. I took in the sound of it from him. He called me by my name. The name given to me by nuns who found me near the temple. And that made me much more emotional that I burst out crying like a child who was forbidden to cry and now freed to make the hell out of herself.

I felt him caress my arm muttering something which my head couldn't take to understand. What I felt was his warm hand first rub my arm and Pat my back and then hug me from side. I cried catching him tightly wetting and pulling his shirt. He didn't pushed me away and let me whine under him.

"Arohi, calm down." He said this softly and I felt his warm breath in my ear. I engulfed in him to find the calmness and warmth and love. Will he change for me? Will he love me forgetting the mistake I committed which I didn't even knew? Will he stand beside me in my worst?

I wanted a hand to hold while seeing Maa and I thought I got one. I don't know how long I was under his embrace. What I wanted is to get the whole of this and stop this moment right now. But everything has an end and for this too there was an end.

My heart started to fell little by little as I felt him twitch and stiff from my hug. Enlightenment hit me like always and at any moment he was to throw me away.

I was afraid to face this part but I waited as I wanted to see this worst too. My heart craved to know what he really seek from me. Instead of all my expectation of being pushed and cursed. He gently patting my back whispering thing in my ear made the right move to get me away without getting rude.

"You need to face this. Let's just give her the fair farewell. " I looked at him as he was hiding himself. He was trying to maintain distance between us. As I wasn't going to give up I went closer to him and grabbed his hand entwining our fingers.

He walked me inside the old, dusty but familiar house where I saw few people who shared our kind of struggle in life. I walked past them and there right in front of me laid her corpse wrapped in white cloth. Her pale face was swollen and dark. I shifted my eyes away as I couldn't take in the scene. My legs felt heavy and I would have collapsed but he stood as a safe guard for me. I using it as my leisure leaned into him.

"Didi. " My head snapped at Arun whose face disheveled me and I was about to reach him when I was caught tight by my waist. I know he still thought Arun as my lover despite me telling him thousand of times. I moved myself but I couldn't move an inch. Neither I had strength nor guts to fight him now when he was being good.

Arun came towards as his gaze transfixed to the person beside me. I didn't dare to look at his face as to what he was thinking of Arun. So I concentrated on Arun. He stood before me with his fallen face and I hugged him saying things to comfort him. I know it would not comfort him but it would lessen his pain.

We pulled back as I rubbed his cheek wiping the tears. It was when Dev left me and stopped being curt. I talked to Arun and Dev stood beside me. In between I heard him sigh other than that he was silent but his presence was so clear to me.

I stood with Dev when Arun went to take her to graveyard. She was being carried in a wooden platform on shoulder of four people. I turned away and caught him hardly. He didn't moved and it was better this way.

Now I was sitting beside him in his luxury car. Cold was hurting me. He was adapted to such a temperature of AC but I was freezing and my teeth started to clatter badly. I embarrassed closed my mouth hard but it had more power than me.

Little later a black coat was was put into my shoulders and I heard the him instruct the driver to switch off the AC. My eyes widened at his stance today. Why was he being so soft to me?

I was pondering when he said, "I want to talk to you something." I raised my eyebrow in question.

He breathed and said again, "I wanted you to meet someone with me but seeing that you are in that situation I refrain from it. So I want you be ready when I return."

When I return? Where was he going? For how long? I almost was to ask him but he left me behind in the race understanding my move.

"I don't know when I will be back. Just hope that when I return all of it gets better for both us. "He said it so fast rolling the words over each other getting out of the car not taking his eyes away from me. I read all his urgent emotion of hate, anger and guilt and best part was that it were not for me. I looked out and I gathered it was airport from the rush behind him.

He stood out and picked the small black case under the seat and said very quietly making me jolt, "Mainly for you, " his tone very fiery and intimidating.

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