Straightening the coat , as he entered the room , many people looked at him with awe . It was not unknown to  Vikrant Ahuja , many people here looked at him as Potential buisness deal or ladder to something else . Truth to be told, it  felt great to be held in such high regards .  But then , it was not the reason he was here for.......

        on the other end of the hall,From the dias, Samrat took the stairs down to reach him . Yet , it couldn't be said Mr Ahuja was entirely happy to meet him , by the set jaw of his handsome looking face .
Right fully , Many compared him with fine wine in Italy due to it - they say age only blessed him with better features  . And none would deny it seeing the look of admiration among the ladies in the hall - young and old alike.

                   Even then , he was immune to it . Instead through his sideway gaze , he caught the glimpse of what he was looking for .
It happened in a blink of an eye that , Mr Ahuja almost lost her . Much to everyone's amazement , he rushed from there following something . Who ? No clue !

             Though all were confused , but the seemingly terrifying Bodyguards of his didn't let anybody follow him .

" Such a busy man , must have gone to attend some call "

The words were murmered untill it died down as the man in question got lost in the corridors of the big Mansion .

     On the other hand ,  His heart was in his mouth as he followed her . The curtains swinging in the wind , on their own tried deterring him . But , determined he took quiet and cautious steps untill he heard the petite figure fall on her knees , and Start sobbing .

Entirely not sure if she was the one he was looking for or not , Vikrant called out

" Who is there . Kaun hai wahan ?"

Even if he got no response Verbally , but the petite figure got up facing him hearing his queries . Tears were getting wiped by her trembling fingers , hindering her face . And when she finished , Vikrant Ahuja felt being punched in the gut .

           Same set of doe eyes , the same loving face .....Even the myriad emotions of sadness and amazement were exactly like her . Exactly like his Noor ......

" Noor......"

He whispered . While confused she just gaped at him . But , himself not able to react - he took in the fill of her presence . God , was it a dream ? He badly wanted to pinch himself , but the gravity of the situation kept him at bay .

So the information regarding her was not false . The sole reason of him being coming to India was standing before him - in all blood and flesh .

" Noor......oh god "

He murmered again as a tear drop fell away on his wrinkled yet charismatic face .

        Not knowing what to address her , he called her by what his heart knew of her . But , then Vikrant Ahuja got her name , when someone called her .

" Riddhima,,,,,,,jaaan........."

Both of their head suddenly reacting to the sound , swung at the voice . And , Vikrant's brow furrowed seeing Vansh Raisinghania walking towards them in all his charming glory .
So what he heard about him was not wrong in any sense . He really looked like the way people described him -

' a walking danger ' .

Gaze still fixed up on his Noor , he marched towards them only to catch her hand possesively .

" Are you fine jaan . God , I was almost worried "

The intimate nature with which , he was looking at Noor was not lost up on Vikrant Ahuja . Yet , he was in awe that , the VR who has reached heaven and hell to conduct just a meeting with him was just so lost in her that , Vansh Raisinghania didn't notice , who was standing before him.... !

Then while talking to Noor , VR'S gaze suddenly fell on Vikrant Ahuja . And , without change in his neutral expression from before - VR put Noor behind him . Only to greet him a manner that could be termed professionally

" Hello , Mr Ahuja . I think we haven't thought that we would meet like this . And I sincerely hope I don't need any introduction ....."

Unknowingly , a smile crept on Mr Ahuja's face . My , my he surely reminded him of his younger self . Same confidance , same dominating aura . And the same possesiveness for those considered as his .

Impressed , he met his hand midway for a handshake . 

" Hello Mr Raisinghania . Must say you are exactly as they have described you and may I say even better ....."

" I hope , the investigation you have done on me , surely is in good sense Mr ahuja ...."

Vansh asked , feigning innocence and surprise , while honestly he knew Vikrant Ahuja is known to not work with anybody without their proper background check . Surely ,was among the few people VR would look up to .

" Ha,,,,haa,,,,haa........"

Mr ahuja threw his head back to laugh understanding the sarcasm behind VR'S words . Then , when he controlled himself , his gaze fell on the figure standing behind the dominant form of VR . Raising his gaze at her , with affection brimming in his slightly wrinkled eyes - he asked politely

" won't you introduce the lovely lady beside you Mr Raisinghania "

              Vansh Raisinghania's gaze changed from being dispassionate to that of pride as he took in her presence from above his shoulder .

" Oh , she is My wife Mr Ahuja . Mrs riddhima Vansh Raisinghania "

" Riddhima ....."

He mouthed the words tasting her name on his tongue

" what a lovely name Mrs Raisinghania "

Vikrant Ahuja concluded looking at her petite form , who just smiled at him , like the way 'SHE' used to . Somewhere VR stiffened turning to her and said in a quiet voice .

" The driver is waiting riddhima , go he will drop you home "

And , thankfully she hadn't wanted to argue . Truthfully, The party has lost colors for her and She just had wanted to go home . At once , much to Mr Ahuja's dissapointment riddhima flew from there leaving both of them in each others company .

            " Oh , I was informed you wanted to fix a meeting with me "

Mr Ahuja said , breaking the silence between them .

Curving his upper lip a little , Vansh nodded his head while saying

" Yet you remained elusive , Mr Ahuja "

" Oh , kuch hasil karne ke liye , kuch khona padta hai Mr Raisinghania . Thoda to sabar kariye "

Vansh took a deep breath before responding

"But , when it is related to her and her happiness , mujhe sabar karna pasand nahi "

That piqued Mr Ahuja's intrest

" I guess you are talking about your wife Mr Raisinghania "

" You are one perceptive Man , must I add Mr Ahuja "
VR said smiling softly . Must be her effect , Vikrant Ahuja realised seeing the serenity in his smile .

" Not here Mr Raisinghania . Let's go to my place . Aur waise bhi mai jis cheez ke liye aaya tha wo pura ho chuka hai . Ab yahan mere kaam ki cheez nahi hai "

          VR as perceptive as he was , was now a little confused at his sudden intrest . The man who never gave him the light of the day was now miraculously has agreed to meet him ! Not that , it was matter of concern . He was VR and he would find it soon .......!

But nevertheless , he accepted his proposal . Rightfully , like him VR had also no intrest left in the party

.........

Vansh was not there tonight. She was informed , he was attending some party related to work . It would be twice in a row after Samrat's party  . But riddhima didn't know what to feel about it .. One part of her was relieved concerned to the differences they were having . The other stupid part ,  kinda missed him .

Scrolling carelessly through her feed , riddhima started liking some meme pages . When a Video call request from Vansh , startled her . God , she wanted to press the decline button , but on their own accord her index finger went on to press the green one . It was so sudden that , she couldn't gather the courage to face him and her husband's handsome face filled the screen of her iPad .

" Hello , jaan "

Vansh's voice like that of a sin reached her ears , as she took in his sprawled up form on the big sofa . Looking like a big banquet hall , full of people who seemed to love the party - provided as his intresting background .

" Hmm " she said hesitantly pressing a pillow to her chest . " Why , " rubbing her lips unintentionally with her thumb she added

" why have you called ? "

" Coz , I was hiccuping like crazy . Thanks to certain someone "

Biting one side of lower her lip , riddhima threw the pillow at her side only to glare him . In answer to which Vansh grinned . Theh rubbing his beard in a suggestive move whispered

" Are you probably missing me jaan "

Her cheeks turned red . Like a thief caught during stealing -she cut off his call , not before being presented with his deep dark chuckle .

iPad put safely on the side table , riddhima got down from the bed and went towards the cup board to take her clothes for shower . And  hurriedly , while taking a fresh towel , something fell down on the floor

Riddhima furrowed her brows remembering the parcel meant for her now lying at her feet . Being lost in all her problems , she almost forgot about it . Then , it was really not necessary for her to open the parcel . But the curiosity did the trick . As dropping the idea to take a bath , she now plopped on the bed with the parcel . On top of which it read .

To - Riddhima Raisinghania ....

" Sender ???? "

Riddhima asked to particularly ,no one in the room . But there was no name of the sender . With her slender fingers she tore at its sides , ripping the plastic cover to find a beautiful wooden box .

" Arey wah , kitna pretty box hai "

Muttering , she went on to open it . Surprisingly to find a really old picture in it worn by the sides .

" What type of joke is this . Is anybody  pranking me ?"

Irritated , she lifted it up to look it closely . Only to find a middle aged man with a laughing and cheerful girl in his arm . Though the picture was colour full , but didn't appear as recent .

Thinking it to be a joke someone has pulled on her , riddhima was about to toss it when , her gaze fell on her reflection in the mirror accidentally . Then on the picture .

" Oh god "

she gasped ,as riddhima found herself staring at her own image caught in the embrace of a seemingly middle aged man. She squinted, trying to recognise .

" Mr Ahuja ......."

She whispered . Having been met him the previous night in samrat's party . But you can't forget a man like him . Then Mr Ahuja was so over the place at Samrat's party that it was impossible not to notice him .

And suddenly she remembered the look of recognition on his face . What he had called her ?

"Noor ....."

" Yeah , Noor "

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On the other side , VR was getting annoyed by the seconds as the party , thrown by Ahuja got stretched up on . God , he needed to go to  his wife . Instead was stuck in the hotel where Ahuja has invited him . So , needless to say save for him , all were enjoying being drowned in the booz and all the dancing with still no sign of the man in question ....!

If not for the respect of the old man , Mr ahuja and his own personal gain obviously - VR would have stormed from there coz ' VR Wait karta nahi karwata hai '

Maintaining the patience, he waited for another fifteen minutes  . Did that Man thought , VR was ordinary . Nah , Mr NRI was wrong . Then , atlast enraged he got UP . But , to his annoyance was stopped by a slender pair of arms encircling him around his abdomen .

" Oh god , Vansh . After Such a long time ...."

His mind utmost turned blank . Was he hearing right ? Jaw Clenched , he looked downwards and jerked the feminine hands from around him to look behind .

" Kaira "

The words came out in sheer hatred . Out of all the places , she dared to follow him here ? How , suicidal of her , thought Vansh .

And not , dissapointing his opinion of her , dressed in all time sultry black dress Kiara came closer to him to caress his face with a seductive moment .

" Long time no see VR . Ab to tum mujhe yaad bhi nahi karte . Bade badle badle se lag rahe ho , bhul gaye kya wo ratein....

Her words as well as her movements were halted as He Clutched the hand that dared to touch him with sheer loathing .

" Haan kaira kyun ki mujhe heere aur kachre mai pharak karna aa gaya hai . Aur haan apne gande haton se mujhe chhune ki kaushish mat karna " Vansh got closer ,as he Clutched her hair

" warna kat ke rakh dunga "

Kaira gasped , but still showing some some courage she uttered the next word with contempt

" Aisa kya hai tumhare biwi mai jo mujhme nahi hai . Ek mamuli si ladki ke liye ...

This time VR didn't give warning , instead shoved her hard until she fell on the floor - sprawled out yet seething .

But , compared to Vansh's anger , it was nothing . As he bent down to point the gun at her .

" Dubara apni jubaan se meri biwi ka jikr bhi mat karna . Warna yeh chhe ki chhe goli utar dunga tumhare sar pe . Samajh mein aaya ......."

Scared people started running here and there, when one among them called his boss and informed

" Passed with flying colours sir......"

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