Prologue
"Leave my hand!"
A meek voice of a woman was heard throughout the hallway. As her words registered in there, she felt the grip on her hands tightened. She shut her eyes tightly with disgust.
"Look.. Nandhini! You are reacting too much with just me holding your hands. What will happen when I.. okay. I'll come straight to the point. I'll marry you. Divorce that son of a b*stard. He's no less than a useless. He knows only to abuse you. I'll make you happy and pleasured in all ways.." the voice of the shameless man echoed inside the corridor they were standing. Only if he knew another existence is present with his hands fisted and red eyes.
Same red eyes and the hands which were always been with the knife end. He took a step forward to kill the filthy b*stard who just called him one. He badly wanted to chop those rotten fingers off for laying them on his wife.
But paused. Knowing. His wife.
She shot her eyes open through which tears threatened to fall. Her eyes were red. Her breathe got uneven hearing such words. Never in her life she heard anything close to it even from her own husband.
Her face lost all colours otherthan gee nose and ears which were red with full of anger. Never in the hell she'd blush infront of anyone otherthan her husband.
She tried to pull her hand of his grip but it grew tighter. She shut her eyes for a minute and tears flew off them. She then bent down with her free hand sliding down those silver anklets and rose up to shot him with whatever she just grabbed.
The shot landed straight on his face and he flinched her hand off. It was unexpected but someone expected it only from hid wife. He looked at his wife who was standing breathing heavily due to her immense anger.
She didn't knew her husband was present there. All she knows was this b*stard speaking filth about him and her.
"Hey.. how dare you slap me with a chappal? You grew too bold? I was trying to behave cool but looks like you only understand after I cross limits," he said smirking. He stepped forward.
She felt a little scared but she didn't showed it off. He can't see her vulnerable. Not her but Nandhini Guru Prabhakar.
But to her dismay, her another shot was mislead as he grabbed her hair. She cried with pain and her hold on her chappal was loosened. She glared at him and tried to push him slapping but he grew more furious. He inched towards her and she tried to step back. He gripped his haur even tighter pulling her towards him.
Before he could do anymore assault to the woman, his hair was gripped pulling him off her. He was horrified to see the person.
"G..Guru.." the man stuttered but the one just grabbed his throat choking him with his eyes fixed on his wife to make sure she's okay.
"P..ple..ase.. I.. I'm.. s..sorry.. "
Not leaving any room for him to breathe, Guru Prabhakar thrashed him on the wall with his hands choking his throat in a way that he'd be dead within seconds. Not for once he moved his eyes off the woman, his wife.
He then turned towards the person he's going to kill.
"You dared to touch, my wife?"
"P..please l..leave me.." he begged.
"Wish for death!"
He nearly killed him but then, a hand slid over his arm and he turned to his left feeling her touch. She was in tears looking at him.
Her eyes spoke the words she's thinking. His body immediately reacted to her words that his grip loosened on the bastard who nearly passed out. He stumbled and ran away.
Guru Prabhakar turned to see him running for his dear life. He fisted his already injured hands in anger and banged it on the wall as she flinched.
Tears threatened to fall off her eyes. She looked down. It's all her mistake. What if he hadn't been there? It was always him who had saved her. It was always him. Only him.
She looked him up to down. A littlest smile broke on her lips seeing him all cured. But then gasped as her eyes lingered on his hand which was now bleeding.
"Guru.." she tried to hold him but he flinched her hand off him.
He took a few steps away from her with stumbling steps.
"Y..you can't walk at th..this condition. Let's go home"
"SHUT UP!!"
She didn't flincg as it was so used to her. His anger. She had now lived with him for two complete years and the only emotion he showed towards her was anger.
His anger which showed fury and once showed wrath. His anger which can burn her and now his anger which meant love. But only if she knew.
"Bro! Anni!"
They turned to see the man in his late twenties coming towards them. His eyes were glistening with concern and worries looking at both standing at the hallways of the building in a not-so-good-condition.
"Bro.. what happened? Anni.. what are you doing here?"
"And bro.. you just recovered a day ago and you're here all on your feet. Anni.. why did you let him come here? I'm sure this man wouldn't have listened to you and came without your permission"
"Shiva.. only if you knew who came alone without whose permission" she mumbled which wasn't audible to Shiva but clearly audible to her husband.
A simple glare and she shrieked then looked down. Shiva didn't understand anything as they didn't spoke anything. He just shrugged and took them back home.
To be welcomed by Guru Prabhakar family, Eighteen brothers and a sister. His family which he loves with all his heart. The only thing he loves.
"Anna! Anni! Where did you both disappeared?" Asked his only sister, Mantra.
"Nowhere"
"As if we'd believe," smirked a man younger than him, Sidhdh.
"It's not my problem anyways.." replied Guru
"You're so mean! You both enjoying without us.."
'Only if they knew,' Nandini thought in her mind.
Guru's eyes fell on her, who was fishing her saree's end and gulped looking down.
"Let's have dinner.. I'm hungry" Guru Voiced out looking at his siblings and his wife sprinted into the kitchen.
