Pooja raised her head, her eyes filling with tears and said, "Madhav, please don't punish me or I will start hating you. Look, I know that I did a mistake by raising my voice at you but please don't hurt me," she begged while she was standing against the bed, naked and handcuffed.
Shiva couldn't search for his punishing toy after he heard her. He worked four years for getting her and her love. He couldn't lose it just for the sake of punishing her. No, he couldn't let a punishment come in between them.
Pooja was relieved when she saw him coming towards her empty-handed. Maybe, her threat worked. She internally sighed in relief.
He came near her and raised his hand to caress her cheek but she flinched back. This reflex of hers hurt him as well as angered him. He slowly raised his hand ag
