Billionaire's Lost Crush

Not the same Oreo

Flashback

NAINA

I turned the shower off after I heard footsteps from outside. It must be Kundan. Ever since our honeymoon, initially, he had been very happy, but when I told him that it was the time for my monthly periods, he seemed to get busy in his business meetings. He had not told me earlier that he would be having his meetings here too. I wanted to spend time with him, but due to his meetings, I ended up spending most of the time alone in the suite.

I was sure that it was Kundan outside, so I quickly grabbed a towel, wrapped it around my wet body. It was too short to cover my thighs. It barely reached my ass cheeks. He is my husband, after all, I need not get shy with him. I twisted the knob of the bathroom slowly, opened the door to find Kundan seated on the bed, and if I am not mistaken, he was drunk. Seriously? In the afternoon?

He was out since the morning, he is returning at three in the noon, and that too, in this drunken state. Which newlywed couple would like to spend their honeymoon like this? Even I was on my period, there could be many things that we could do and enjoy, despite having s*x. Even though I love this man, right now, he looked like a stranger, not the one whom I had been loving since my childhood...my Oreo.

"Wow, you are quite early!" I commented sarcastically. I went toward the wardrobe, as I picked up the hair dryer to dry my wet hair. I looked from the mirror that he had dumped his leather jacket on the floor. I picked his jacket from the floor and folded it, when I heard him saying, "Lost the proposal."

I turned to the bed, to look at him, but found him extremely close to me. I continued, "That's their loss, honey!"

He shook his head and said, "I needed something to cool my mind." Alright. So that was his explanation for being drunk.

"Now I need someone to get my mind off it." He drew me closer such that the hot and alcoholic breaths of my husband struck my face.

I put my hands on his chest and whispered with a gentle smile, "What you need right now is to get a good shower, and then some rest..." I did not even complete my sentence before I felt his tight grip on my waist and his fingers almost dug through my arm.

"Kundan...let go..." I don't know why but I stuttered while saying this to him, and for some unknown reason, the look in his eyes scared me. It felt like it was not the man whom I had married and loved. He was giving me feelings that made me think he was not the same Oreo whom I had loved in my childhood.

"I am f*****g tired of your bullshit, Naina!" He yelled into my face, and then he let go of me. I was taken aback by his tone.

"Kundan you are drunk...please stop your yelling, you are scaring me..." I could not make myself call him Oreo at that moment. My heart was racing as if it could pop out any second. I was terrified.

He sighed before saying, "Is it a crime to want s*x from my wife, Naina?" He came closer to me with each word that he said.

"N-No, but..." He cut me by yelling again at my face, "Then why the hell you have not allowed me to get closer to you, since our marriage?"

"Kundan..." I whispered. He sighed, palmed his face, and then dashed out of the room. I did not care where did he go, nor did I try to find out where did he go. I poured a glass of water for myself and drank it in three big gulps. My hands and feet were shivering. I rubbed my palms together, sat on the bed nearby until the shivering subsided. After around half an hour, I wore a loose tee and denim jeans, only to hide inside the soft sheets. I did not realize when sleep took over me.

When I woke up, something strange was experienced by me. Kundan was clutching my feet and crying.

I quickly pulled my legs back and sat upright before saying, "What are you doing?"

"I am sorry honey...sorry for yelling at my delicate wife, I should not have done that!" He said. There were tears visible on his cheeks. I did not know how to react. A while ago, he was yelling at me like a maniac, and now he was apologizing. I thought and pit myself in his situation, and tried to decipher the things from his point of view. His reaction might be because of the rejection of the proposal. I am his wife, and I should understand him.

Flashback ends

I did not tell anyone from my family what my husband had done when we were away from India, as our so-called honeymoon trip. He had apologized numerously when we returned to India, and I, being a naive and stupid girl, believed his fake apologies, and forgave him. As a matter of fact, he never yelled, or behaved that way ever again. He treated me like a princess, because side by side, he was trying to use me as an asset to draw money from my family.

I thought it was maybe because of the workload there, and the frustration of working during his honeymoon that he had reacted that way. I was trying to again trust him and love him, but he did worse. He tried to force his way to Ruhani, my innocent sister-in-law and that cruel act of him resulted in her losing her unborn baby. And, that was enough for me to seek divorce from the fraudulent husband of mine.

One thing was sure by now, he was definitely the Oreo, which he claimed to be. He was a bloody cheater, this was all part of his plan to claim to be Oreo, the boy whom I met in my childhood and who had left me suddenly without even leaving any note. Even though I was only six years at that time, I still remember that he was a blonde. Kundan's dark hair had created a doubt in my mind initially, but he told me that his mom used to dye his hair blonde when he was a kid.

I sighed as once again I tried to concentrate on my designs. I was busy working on a design in my boutique when my secretary, Lora knocked before peeking in.

"Ma'am, baby Pearl is here with master Robin," Lora told me with a smile.

"I have already told your Lora, don't make them wait. Just send them in." I told her.

Pearl, being a four-year-old kid, is extraordinarily smart, and that is probably the reason, she does not have many friends in her school. Robin, on the other hand, is just like his father, a handsome dude, with lots of stuffed intelligence inside his little brain. Robin and Pearl are best friends, just like I and Oreo used to be. But they are somewhat different from us as they are more like siblings.

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TO BE CONTINUED...

If you are a new reader, then you can refer to my another story, "My control-freak billionaire", if you want to know about Ruhani and Arjun. Old readers are already aware of Ruhani and her story.