Chapter 49

Part 49

Samaira was the first one to wake up. She looked at Veer, who was sleeping on his stomach with his one arm securely wrapped around her. She smiled and kissed his shoulder as he was sleeping like a baby.

She caressed his hair, and then her hand travelled down to the tattoo on his back, which she traced with her fingers.

Her eyes travelled to the wall clock, which shows 9.30am; she quickly stood up and went to the restroom.

After taking a nice shower, she came out wearing shorts and a crop top. He was still sleeping.

She wrote a note and stuck it on the table beside the bed.

I'm in the kitchen, having just gotten out of the shower.

Sam's pov...

I made coffee for myself and started sipping it while making a dough for aloe paratha.

While my mind is occupied with only one thought, I have to do something for Veer at night after our

He sang a song for me because I insisted..he has a really great voice..he has talent..he told me he learned to sing from his grandfather..

Now what to do? Now what to do? Samaira, think.

"Morning, beautiful," he said, breaking my train of thought as his husky morning voice reached my ears and his arms wrapped around my waist from behind, nuzzling his nose on my neck and causing shivers down my spine as his wet hairs came into contact with my cheeks and jaw.

"Good morning, handsome," I wished, turning towards him.

"Happy Birthday again," he said, kissing my lips.

"Aah, that's my coffee," I whined as he snatched my cup and took a sip from it.

"Thandi hogayii hai," he said.

(It's cold now.)

"You want coffee?" He nodded coffee?" He nodded yes. "Wait, I am making it for you," I said.

"Naah, I'll do it myself. Tum breakfast pr dhyan do," he said, nodding.

He made coffee for himself and started sipping it while I made aloo paratha.

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At evening..

"Veer, help me tie the strings of my top." I said, "Ughh, this stop is so irritating, I won't buy this type of outfit ever again."

"Anything for you, baby," he stood up and approached me, caressing my back with his long fingers without tying the strings.

"Veer," I said, looking angry at him.

He chuckled, tied the strings tightly, and placed a kiss on my shoulder.

"You know you are very beautiful, and you are looking like a fairy right now," he said, hugging me from behind, and I hummed while smiling.

"It's a crime to look this beautiful; you are killing me with your looks," he said, and I laughed.

"Cheesy much?" I made a face, and he giggled.



We enjoyed the house party dancing and eating, and I also cut the cake that Sasurjiii bought for me.

After dinner..

"What about ice cream?" Dad asked, and I squealed.

"Let's go to the ice cream parlor," I excitedly said.

"You want to go, princess?" Dad asked, and I nodded.

"Ok, let's go then," we all agreed.

"Wait, let me call my bodyguards first, then we will go," dad said, and I made a face.

"No, dad, please don't call them. Let's go without them, and it's already 11. So nothing will happen." I said dad tried to deny, but at last he agreed.

I quickly went to my bedroom and took my phone and sling bag, and I wore my denim jacket as my top is backless.

We all went to my favourite ice cream parlor.

I stepped out of the car, and my phone beeped with a message.

It was from Viviaan.

All the best.

What did he mean by this? Ignoring this, we all took two steps forward only to get surrounded by media. What the fuck?

"Sir, we all know that you resigned from Singhania Heights; what's the reason, sir?"

"Sir, why the sudden resignation, and why have you disabled your social media accounts?"

"Is this because your father kicked you out of that party because you raped a girl?"

What the fuck? What's everyone's problem? How can they ask questions like this to Veer? He is already so disturbed, and now all this...ughh!

"You can't misbehave with us!" I shouted this time.

"We aren't misbehaving, we are just asking questions that the nation wants to know, like why billionaire Singhania left everything," said one reporter.

"Did you rape another girl too? That's why your family also kicked you out," said another reporter, and that's where I lost my calm.

"Enough is enough. What is everyone's problem? Who the fuck are you all to question him like this?" "Did you all forget that he was innocent and it was proven in court, and then what's the fact that he's harassing us now?" I shouted angrily.

"Princess, let's go from here," Dad said.

"Samaira, let's go," Veer said, holding my hand.

"No, wait, today I'm going to answer all their fucking questions and I'm not going to back down," I said, looking at them.

"So what did you all say? That his family kicked him out of the mansion? No, it's him. He wants to live life on his own terms; that's why he left, and you all are no one to judge us."

"And you, Mister (pointing towards the particular reporter), what did you just say that his dad kicked him out of the office? See, his dad is standing beside us." The head of Singhania Heights is standing beside his son, and you are uttering shite, but he didn't kick him out. Veer himself gave his resignation.

"Come on, ask why you all are so calm; ask, "Abhi toh bohot kuch bol rahe the Veer ne yeh kiya woh kiya..who the fuck you all are?""Huh tum hote kaun, pointing your finger at my husband?"

You both were saying too much, right? Who the hell are you all? Veer doing this, Veer doing that.

"Now just wait and watch. I will screw your entire media house. Just wait this time you snooped into my husband's business and harassed my family. Just wait." This time I will not abandon them.

"Just wait tomorrow, and you all will get to know what I can do." I shouted, holding Veer's hand. I walked away and sat inside the car. I didn't expect my birthday to end like this.

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"Veer open the door, please talk to me." I banged on the restroom door because he hadn't been inside in 20 minutes.

"Veer," I rapped on the door once more.

Ugh, this boy. I took the spare key and opened the door of the restroom.

I was taken aback by his condition: he was sitting inside the shower cabinet, palming his face as water cascaded down his body.

"Veer," I gasped. I quickly ran to him and turned off the shower. I knelt in front of him.

"What happens, Veer?"I asked, cupping his cheeks, and he looked down.

"Veer, please talk to me," I said softly, forcing his bloodshot red eyes to meet mine.

"I am useless, Samaira," he whispered. "Leave me, Samaira, chali jao tum; I am useless and I can't give you the happiness you deserve," he said, making me shocked.

"I am not The Veer Singhania, I am only Veer. I have nothing, I don't even have a name. Don't waste your time on me," he said, and I jerked up, clutching his hand, forcing him to stand.

"Do you want me to leave you?" "Do you fucking want me to leave you?" I shouted and slapped him hard. He was shocked by my behavior.

"After fucking me uncountable times, you want me to leave you?" Maan bhar gaya mujhse... jitna karna tha?Or are you sure?"Oh yeah, Koi dusri ladki pasand aagayi hogi.. virgin ladki chahiye tumhe after all, I am no longer a virgin," he exclaimed, stopping me.

You've had enough of me now? You've done using me; you don't want to use me anymore, right? Oh yeah, maybe you started liking another girl; you want a virgin girl, and I am not virgin anymore.

"What the fuck you're saying, are you fucking out of your mind?" he yelled, pinning me to the shower wall, causing the shower to turn on.I got drenched like him.

"You're hurting me, Veer," my voice broke as a result of his death grip on my arms; damn, that hurts.

"No, Samaira, you are hurting me with your words, and you don't know how much it hurts," he said, and I got scared by his tone.

"And what about me, huh?" "Even you are hurting me by saying all this," I shouted.

Cry, Veer, please cry. I want you to let out everything...

"I didn't say anything wrong. I am useless. I don't have anything. Please leave me alone. You can't be happy with me. You have to leave me," he said, his voice breaking at last.

"Marjaoge tum!! "If I leave you, you can't live without me," I said, shaking my head in disbelief.

(You will die if I leave you; you can't live without me.)

He left my arms and ran his hand in his arms in frustration, asking, "What if I say I don't want to live?"

"Veer, just shut up and stop saying nonsense or you'll get another slap from me," I yelled. "And one more thing, listen to me loud and clear, you are mine. Your everything belongs to me. You belong to me."

"I have nothing, Samaira, and your husband is useless," he uttered.

"Don't you dare speak a word against my husband; he has everything: a good heart, a handsome face, and a great body; he is talented, very talented, and I know one day he will make me proud," I said sternly.

He looked at me and then hugged me tightly. I was sandwiched between him and the wall. Oh my God, he is so heavy.

"Cry all you want tonight, and I dare you to shed a single tear starting tomorrow morning," I said sternly, caressing his back.

This was the first time I saw him crying like a baby in my arms. Seeing his broken state brought tears to my eyes.

I forcefully broke the hug and cupped his cheeks. He was still crying, and his eyes showed pain and helplessness. I leaned in and kissed both of his eyes, allowing my lips to linger a little longer, making him lean into my touch.

"You are not useless," I whispered, kissing both of his cheeks.

"You are a gem and worthy enough for me...you are my everything," I said, locking my lips with his and kissing him passionately, but he didn't even return the kiss; he just stood there emotionless.

I held his hand and placed it on my waist. My hand caressed his abdomen, going upward to his chest and then to his neck. "Love me back, Veer," I whispered, breaking the kiss. I pressed a kiss on his jaw. I licked his Adam's apple, and his grip on my waist tightened. I kissed his neck and chest repeatedly, and he groaned, turning me around, and my face slammed against the wall.I squeaked at his move.

I moaned as his lips worked on my neck and hands in front. He made me turn towards him, clutching my hair in a tight fist. He lowered his face a little and kissed me hard and fast.

Breaking the kiss, he showered kisses on my neck and cleavage, and I moaned loudly, clutching fistfuls of his hair. The water was cascading down our bodies, igniting the fire between us.

"Samaira," he breathed out, pressing his face on my neck. "Veer," I said as I stroked his back.

"Go out, Samaira, you may catch a cold," he said softly. As he breathed heavily against my neck, I could tell he was controlling himself.

Why is this man so caring?

"But, Veer, we were.." he cut me off.

"I am out of control, Samaira." "I don't want to hurt you by any means, so please go out," he said softly, looking at me. Not once did he look down at my naked upper body.

"Veer I.." he cut me off, "go out Samaira, you can't handle me now.. please go out before I do something I'll regret later." I flinched at his tone.. he can be dangerous at times, and to be honest, I was scared.I quickly took off my bathrobe and went out.

I took out my shorts and t-shirt, and wearing them, I dried my hair. I laid down on the bed, pulling the duvet to cover me. A few minutes later, I sensed the bed beside me dipping as he laid down beside me, pulling me in his arms, and my back touched his.

"I am so sorry baby to shout at you like that" he whispered and kissed the back of my head.. he thought that I slept..

I didn't even turned towards him still he hugged me from behind, hiding his face on my neck my hair..

I know he cares for me so much but still I am his wife why he always have to suppress his needs..why he always think that I can't handle him.. am I that weak? Am I still a baby to him?

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