Don't get confused by the inner feelings it's in first person.

Author's Pov

"Digvijay..." the words left her mouth after some time.

The closeness between them was making her see the darkness of his eyes clearly.

He was angry and it made her nervous.

She glanced away from his silent eyes and looked somewhere else.

"Digvijay," her voice bounced around the quiet room as she called him again with a little scared smile on her lips.

However he was silently looking down at her. It was making her self conscious.

His eyes were not only dark but dangerous too. It was leaving an imprint of fear in her mind.

She rubbed the end of her ear between her fingers, wandering her eyes around the empty room.

She can't let the fear eat her again.

"Umm I was going to the library," she mumbled when he did not utter a word.

All she got was a silent glare from him.

"What are you doing here?"His voice came hard, making her tremble.

She looked up at him. The darkness in his eyes intensified, leaving her heart racing inside her chest.

Aadya blinked and moved her gaze down and focused her attention on his lips. They were moving, saying something to her,"I don't like this room. Don't come here again, " Digvijay warned with cold eyes.

But Aadya's mind was only on his moving lips. By the rigidness of his shoulders and the heaviness around the atmosphere she knew he was not only angry but disappointed too.

"Babe.." the word left his mouth which was supposed to be followed by the others but they never came because Aadya pressed her moist lips to his dry ones.

He was startled and in reflex wrapped his arms around her tiny waist as she let out her tongue and pressed it against his rough lips.

She didn't know how to react when he was getting grumpy without any reason.

And the closeness between them and his rough brown lips were inviting so she did what her heart said.

Following her heart like a lost puppy she poured her everything to the kiss.

Digvijay was shocked by her sudden kiss but soon he kissed her back with the same passion and opened his mouth accepting her tongue inside.

He gripped her open hair tightly in a fist, titling her neck to one side he took the dominance and controlled the kiss.

Aadya desperately opened her mouth more, letting him kiss her like an animal. While his one hand held her hair the other one ran to her neck, drawing a circle of his fingers on her skin.

"ah," she cried, he was letting out his anger in the form of a kiss. She realized it when she tasted the blood.

However she was aware that while taming the angry lion the lioness is supposed to get hurt.

She tightened her ivory arms around his neck and gave him the greedy kisses back. Thrusting her fluttering tongue in his mouth she let him taste her blood and in the process give a bite on his lower lip.

His grip on her neck turned harsh, leaving his red handprint on her porcelain skin.

Though the coldness clouding his mind didn't let him smile and appreciate her but from his heart he loved it.

The way she pressed her lips to his and the way she was responding to the bloody kiss.

That's what he always wanted. Power struggle. He wanted to win it and he did when she succumbed to him completely losing herself she let him suck her mouth.

Finally with a pop he let her go and she looked him in the eyes when he rasped,"Kiss, for what?"

Aadya raised her shoulder in a shrug,"I don't know. Just wanting to kiss you," she whispered, breathless.

His lips tilted up in a smirk making him resemble a devil in a handsome man's disguise. Aadya shuttered seeing his smirk and looked down with her cheeks turning rosy pink.

Making her look at him he parted her lips with his fingers and again kissed her more violently and Aadya giggled at the way he was kissing her like a hungry lion.

Opening her mouth more with his tongue he spat inside her mouth catching Aadya startled.

She pushed him away, making him groan."Fuck," he swore, looking at her angry but when he saw the confused look on her face he recognized what he did.

Aadya blinked in shock. He spit in her mouth. Is it another form of kiss? She wondered.

"I am sorry.." Digvijay was saying but Aadya didn't let him complete and again jumped on him, kissing him with the new way she learnt.

She liked it when he spit on her.

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"Baby why are you locking this room? Aadya asked, entangling her arm with his.

With a turn of the key Digvijay locked the door and kept the keys inside his sweatpant's pocket,"Babe, I don't like this room. It will be better if you don't enter here again," he said with a hard tone making himself clear.

"Are you good?" he asked, wiping the small tint of blood from the corner of her lips.

Aadya smiled, nodding at him as they started walking away from the closed room.

"That piano was so beautiful. Do you play it?" she asked and felt him getting stiff, "No," he answered her in one word like most of the times.

Aadya brows twitched together when she heard his lie.

"oh, I thought you are the one who is genuinely interested in music," she said, remembering the time when he had told her how he was mesmerized by his first wife's music.

Digvijay looked down at their clasped hands when she tightened her hold on his hand and looked ahead at nothingness. He wondered what she was thinking about.

"Look at me. Do I look like a man who can be interested in this kind of things," he said, stopping by one of the windows through which the smell of blooming flowers greeted them.

Aadya looked at him, recognising the lies in his eyes. She smiled remembering the day when Rudra had told her.. Digvijay will sing for you.

"Oh but didn't you used to play music in your school days or have I mistaken? " she said as if she was genuinely confused.

If Aadya could see through him then Digvijay could do the same. He looked passed through her pretension of being unknown to everything.

At the end he accepted,"Yes. I was," he answered with a sigh.

"But not anymore," he said before she could ask anything more.

"Oh," she only whispered and looked outside the window.

Aadya decided not to persuade him anymore.

She knew he was not telling everything and was hiding most of the things but now she has made a hard decision.

The decision to wait.

The same way they were waiting for her to accept them wholeheartedly.

She will also wait for them to tell her their secrets, share their emotions. She will not question them again. She will wait for them until they are ready to tell her.

In the very initial days of her marriage she has learnt one thing.

Don't pressurize your husbands for answers. They will answer you when the time is right.

If they can wait for her then why can't she?

Digvijay wrapped his arms around her shoulder from behind and Aadya sighed with a smile as they both looked at the dipping sun in the horizon.

"Babe."

"Yes?"

"I am sorry," he whispered.

And she looked at him and only nodded in return.

She wanted to say something to him. Maybe tell him to not be sorry.

Maybe tell him that it's okay. I might act like a stubborn kid sometimes but believe me I understand you.

I know how hard it is for you to show your feelings. To talk to me, to hold me in your arms like you are doing right now. But still you are trying and I appreciate it.

You are the first one who told me about your fantasies, about your truth. It was hard for you to remember the time where you were bound to an unwanted relationship. Still you did and told me everything.

You spoke your truth, your feelings to me.

With time you are learning to show your love through hugs and kisses. I find it amusing sometimes remembering how stiff you were when I first saw you.

But look, everything has changed now. It seems like you were someone else then and you are someone else now and I like both of you.

You have told me many things about you which I know many people don't know. I will wait for you to tell me the things which you are hiding right now.

Because I know you will open up to me more with time.

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The first thing she did after getting out of the duvet the next morning was to sprint to their room and steal all the silky and textured shirts from their wardrobe.

Especially the ones which have their scent on them.

After taking out all her favorite shirts from Vikram and Digvijay's wardrobe when she entered in Rudra's room she heard the shower running.

Taking out his shirts from the closet she dumped them on the bed,"What are you doing?" Rudra asked, coming out of shower only with a black towel wrapped around his torso.

Aadya looked at him. He was looking hot and cute at the same time with water dripping through his rugged body and wet silky hair.

She walked to him and holding his hand she made him sit on the bed,"Sit here I am coming," she smiled and a few seconds later came back with a white towel in her hands.

Standing in front of him she kissed his wet hair once and started drying his short black hair,"I am getting bored of my regular outfits so I am taking all your silk shirts. I love them," she said while stroking her one hand through his wet hair while wiping the water from his neck and chest with the other.

Rudra nodded and wrapped his arms around her waist, he hugged her tightly making her chuckle and place another kiss on his black hair.

"Princess," he whispered, his voice all quiet.

"Yes my sugar," she called his name with love.

Rudra turned more silent hearing the love in her voice. He has lost the courage to say even a few words to her after what happened in his parent's home.

The thing he was afraid was now open to her. He will not accept it but he was scared of her getting to know about his hatred towards strong women.

He snuggled more to her waist and his hold on her tightened.

Gathering his courage he asked her, "Do you hate me?" the soft smile on her lips vanished and her hands stopped.

She placed her hand under his jaw and made him look at her, "How can you even think that? " her voice became hard as she looked deep in his eyes.

His eyes were carrying an unknown fear. Fear of losing her.

She has already said she will not ask him why he hates strong women still he was fearing. What does she really think of him now?

Does she hate him? After all he was also a misogynist like his father.

"Tell me sugar, why are you thinking like that? " Aadya asked, the look of pain in his eyes was hurting her. She can not see him like this.

Wiping the water droplets from the end of his thick eyebrows she pressed her lips to his forehead, hugging him tightly to her chest she said, "Please don't think like that. I can never hate you, sugar. I can't."

"Even after yesterday? After knowing how much I hate strong women," he asked, bewildered.

Aadya gasped slightly when he clung to her like he was drowning. The sadness in his voice was shattering her. She never wants to hear sadness in his voice.

She ran her hands on his back, not keeping her hands still.

Her caresses moved up and down easing the tension from his rigid muscles,"My sugar," she whispered and he looked up at her.

"Aadya," he gulped.

Aadya swiped away the wet hair from his temple, softly and took a deep breath.

"I have a confession to make. What happened yesterday at your parent's home left me disgusted," she said before a long silence prevailed.

Rudra waited for her to say more but when she did not say anything he urged,"And?"

"And I hate it more when I get to know that my sugar, who treats me like a queen. Take care of my every need and are ready to do anything for me only if I say so. But in reality he is a chauvinist," she whispered.

"No, Aadya," he cut her in between leaving her startled,"I am not a chauvinist," the confidence and the surety which was missing from his eyes suddenly returned back.

"Really," Aadya chuckled," okay my sugar you are not chauvinist,"she whispered, kissing his nose with hers.

"Sugar, I really don't know why you hate a woman like us. Going out of the house, raising our voice, looking a man in the eyes or having our own opinion does not make a woman bad. And I want to make it clear to you that I hate what you and your father think of some woman," she said and Rudra glanced away with his jaw clenched tight.

He was right. She does hate him now.

Aadya smiled and made him look at her again, she said,"But that doesn't make me hate you. I can never hate you. As I said before, whatever you have in mind, tell me when you are ready.

Sugar, what we are today it's because of our past. I am independent at such a young age because I don't have parents to depend on. It was only me and my brother. It was not my choice, it was my necessity to be strong. And I understand whatever you think of a strong, independent woman is because of your past. Because of your father."

"Aadya you are nothing like the woman I ever wished for but still I am falling for you every time I look at you," he also confessed in a small whisper.

Softly caressing his cheeks with her fingers, she expressed her love through her eyes, "Believe me. Me too," she said and sealed her lips to him, failing to say anything more.

She wanted to say and express what she is feeling for him with lots of words but she wasn't brave enough.

So she said it in her heart and wished one day she would say it to him.

If I was that old Aadya I would have fought with you. Asking you, cursing you for your thinking. But I can't let myself curse you. You are too special for me. I can't express in a few words what you are becoming in my life.

You say you don't like the personality I have but you are the one who always gets scared when I glare at you. I don't know if you do that to make me happy or if you really are scared of me.

You say, you follow your father's way of thinking. But what I have witnessed is something else. The way you care for me when I cry for my parents. Respecting my decisions even if they are silly. Massaging my feet when they are sore, making my favorite dishes for me everyday. So many more things to count.

How can I hate you when you show so much love and care to me?

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Aadya's eyes were stuck to the entrance of their home. She was sitting on the grand stairs of the living room and was waiting for Vikram to come.

He has gone somewhere without telling her.

She was knotting the end of the black shirt she was wearing. It was Rudra's and she has crumbled the end of it by playing with it so much.

"Princess, he will come back soon. Don't worry," said Rudra who was sitting beside her on the staircase.

"I know," she replied, her eyes still lingering on the door of their estate.

Rudra sighed and looked at Digvijay who was silently standing there,"say something," he mouthed to him.

Digvijay nodded and looked at Aadya,"Babe, at least have your lunch. He has gone for an important meeting. It can take more time for him to come back," he said, however Aadya was adamant.

"Okay, I will wait until he comes back," she said, her eyes not waving from the door.

In normal situations she would not worry this much because every time he has gone out he has informed her beforehand. But this time he didn't tell her where he was going.

She was with Rudra when he left the house without telling her anything.

She was angry with him but more than angry she was worried especially after Digvijay's incident.

"Okay wait for him but at least have your lunch,"Rudra persisted but Aadya again shook her head,"No I will eat with him."

She wrapped her arms around herself and looked at the door. It felt like it had gone an hour or so but it was only five minutes when she saw him and ran to him.

Encircling her hands around his neck she hugged him and cursed, "You idiot. Can't you inform me before going out. I was so worried for you," she said with angry lines of anger arriving on her forehead.

Vikram stumbled back when she suddenly hugged him.

He was stunned for a second but then wrapping his arms around her waist he latched her to his body,"I am sorry. I will never go out without informing you," he chuckled, promising her.

Rolling her eyes she pouted and muttered, "You better follow your words otherwise I will kill you."

Now that made the three men chuckle,"Okay, okay then I will never do that again. I don't want to die by my wife's hands," Vikram whispered, as if he was really scared. He was happy and was in a playful mood.

Unwrapping her arms from his neck Aadya narrowed her eyes at him,"I am not kidding, Vikram. I am serious," that made his smirk drop and he gulped seeing the seriousness in her eyes.

Aadya could not hold herself any more and ended up laughing at the scared look on his face.

Shaking her head she held his hand and was about to take him to the dining room when she noticed the red tints on the collar of his blue shirt.

"What's this honey? " she asked, touching the red tints of his collar.

"It's nothing, darling," he replied, taking her hand away from his collar.

Aadya pursed her lips at his dry response," Change this shirt. It is not giving me good vibes," she said, suddenly not liking the blue shirt he was wearing.

"I didn't know shirts also give vibes, darling," he taunted playfully but Aadya was not in the mood of hearing no from him.

"I am bringing another shirt for you," she said, plainly and walked away from there to get a shirt from him from the bunch of shirts she had stolen from their wardrobe.

Vikram or any of her other two husbands did not try to stop her.

After she was gone Vikram only looked at the other two and nodded.

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"Three hundred and fifty six."

"Three hundred and fifty seven."

"Three hundred and fifty eight."

Aadya counted sitting on Vikram's back as he did the push-ups.

It was five in the evening when Aadya insisted to them to go out in the garden and enjoy the beautiful weather with her.

Initially they were adamant to not go out and let her go but then they melted in front of her innocent eyes and came out.

The sky was gray telling them that it might rain soon. The cold waves of wind were running near their ears, bringing a scent of soil mixed with rose and hibiscus in it.

Aadya smiled, it was the weather she loves the most. The few moments before the rain drops kiss the earth.

"Princess. You are counting wrong. He has passed three hundred and ninety push ups a long time ago," Rudra, who was sitting near them on the grass, said.

"Don't speak in between my counting, Sugar. You make me forget the count again, " Aadya groaned, balling her fist mad at her sugar.

"Oh okay sorry sorry," Rudra said, looking genuinely apologetic but he was anything but sorry when Vikram cursed as Aadya again started the counting from zero.

Digvijay's lips tilted up in a small smile as he looked at his wife who was enjoying the weather.

She was sitting on Vikram's back in an Indian style and was looking up at the gray sky with a soft smile.

"Darling, is it enough or do you want more? " Vikram asked, turning his neck towards Aadya. Even though he had lost the number of his push-ups. But he was sure it was close to five hundred.

He will do another five hundred push-ups with her on his back only if she asks. Doing push-ups was his daily routine. It wasn't tiring for him at all. He does at least three hundred push ups a day.

The more important thing for him was his wife's smile and happiness. He hoped she was enjoying sitting on his back and making him do the hard work.

Whom he was kidding? She always enjoys making them work hard for her.

"More. More Vikram. At least ten more," she exclaimed in joy, showing him her ten fingers.

And like a good husband he was Vikram did another ten push ups.

"Thank you dear husband," Aadya said and bending forward slightly she kissed him on cheeks.

Coming down from his back she snuggled to Digvijay.

She looked at Vikram who was wiping his sweat from his body. He was a gorgeous man, she had to admit it as she looked at his abs and muscles.

Putting her head on Digvijay's shoulder she thought how all three of them are so gorgeous and sexy. She was lucky to have them.

"No we are lucky to have you," Aadya's eyes widened when Rudra said that.

Did I say that aloud? She cursed under her breath and not looking at the smirk on their lips she ran away from there.

"Where are you going, Darling? "

"Coming !" she shouted back.

After some minutes she came back with a rectangular wooden box in her hands.

The three men frowned seeing that box in her hands. It was the box which had her childhood belongings inside it. She brought it with her that day when they visited her childhood.

She opened the box and took out a black and red watercolor pen from it. With a smile she looked at Vikram who was still shirtless and gestured to him to turn around.

"What? " Vikram asked, confused.

Shaking her head with a smile Aadya didn't say anything and again gestured to him to turn.

Vikram was confused, not getting what she was planning to do but nevertheless he turned, showing her his ripped back to her.

Aadya opened the cap of the pen and scribbled something on his back.

"Darl.." he was saying but Aadya stopped him by keeping her finger on his lips.

After she was done writing on his back. She turned his face towards her and kissed his cheek, "Thanks for doing five hundred and thirty nine push ups with me on your back," she chimed and came back to Digvijay, snuggling with him.

The three men were shocked and most were Vikram. She didn't lose count!

"But darling what have you written on my back," Vikram asked, turning his head and trying to get at least a hint of what she wrote?

Aadya only giggled at his attempts of seeing the things she wrote on his back.

"She has given you a special name," Rudra came to Vikram's rescue. "What?"Vikram asked.

"Sugar, No," Aadya shook her head and told her sugar not to say anything.

However Rudra ignored her and said,"It is the word which in Indian slang starts with "Chu" and in American slang starts with F," Rudra said in all seriousness and Aadya burst out laughing.

"Fucker," Vikram cursed at Rudra.

"Exactly that's what she wrote on your back," Rudra mocked him more earning a murderous glare from Vikram. It made Aadya laugh more and she laughed freely holding her tummy, leaning more to Digvijay.

Digvijay shook his head with a slight smile on his face and taking out his phone from his pant's pocket he took a snap of what she had written on Vikram's back.

Vikram snatched the phone from Digvijay's hand and looked at the screen with a sulking expression.

But when he saw what she had written on his back his heart fluttered inside his chest and he looked at her with love.

"My Aadya," he sighed and took her in his arms. Hugging her to his chest with a genuine smile on his face, he pampered kisses on her raven curls.

She had made a heart with a red pen and wrote his name with hers inside the heart.

"I never thought a woman could make me feel so special. Thank you," he said and she only smiled, once again gulping the words down her throat.

She stared at him, lovingly as he grazed the picture on the phone's screen.

Only if you know Vikram how much I want to thank you for making me feel special with that look in your eyes.

I have seen you with other women. Touching them, kissing them but I have never seen the love in your eyes for other women. It is only for me and I see it every time I look at you.

You have no idea how special you make me feel when you touch me, when you kiss me, when you talk dirty to me.

I remember the day when you promised me that you would never look at other women. Till now you haven't even raised your head to look at some other woman.

I know among all three of you it is most hard for you to control your sexual drive but you are doing it only for me. You are controlling yourself only for me. I know you haven't shown this much love and care to any other woman. I'm the first one and maybe the last one.

I am special because you make me feel special.

She smiled and kissed him on cheek one more time and sliding down she rested her head on his lap. They shared a small kiss and all four of them sat there in silence looking up at the sky which was getting darker.

Aadya noticed Rudra holding a spinning top in his hand. He had taken it out from the wooden box she had brought.

She smiled remembering her childhood," Till now I don't know how to spin the top. My Papa tried to teach me dozens of times but I never learned," she said with a sigh and again moved her gaze to the sky.

Suddenly she frowned, feeling a touch on her waist. She looked down Vikram was raising her shirt leaving the cold wind to touch the skin of her navel.

"What? " she was saying but couldn't complete it as a quiet giggle left her mouth followed by her loud giggles.

"Ru-dr-a.. no.. no," she laughed, feeling the tingles on her navel as Rudra slid the spinning top on her navel, making her giggle aloud.

Soon Aadya's giggles turned into outright laughter and she cried tears of joy as the spinning top was spinning on her skin.

The trio smiled looking at their wife who was looking so happy at this moment. Their hearts warmed hearing the sound of her laughs.

Aadya was trying to control her laughter but she just could not. She wanted to throw the spinning top away from her navel as her stomach was paining by laughing so much.

But then she felt a big drop of water on her cheek which was followed by the others.

The rain was less heavy still the men thought of not being out in the unseasoned rain.

"No!" Aadya shouted when Digvijay held her hand to go inside the house.

"Princess let's go in. The rain is getting heavy," said Rudra as all of them were half drenched by now.

"No!" Aadya again said and snatched her hands out of Digvijay's hold.

"I want to enjoy the rain," she smiled, closing her eyes, feeling the cold rain drop on her skin.

"Darling it's unseasoned rain. It's not good to get drench in this rain. You will catch a fever," Vikram urged as the rain started pouring heavily.

"I don't care," she whispered, opening her arms feeling the way the rain touched her skin. It was pleasing and peaceful. She was loving it.

They looked at their silly wife who was getting drenched in rain not caring about her health. Digvijay clenched his jaw tight, his anger rising on her childish behavior.

He tugged on her wrist harshly making her wince," stop acting like a child for once, wifey," he said, blankly but Aadya heard the warning.

Aadya narrowed her eyes. They are all drenching in the rain now. What's the point of going inside? Be here and enjoy the rain.

She could have told him in a normal way but in contrast she spat,"Stop acting like a grumpy man for once, hubby!"

Digvijay's eyes sharpened and he glared at her, making her flinch. She gulped seeing the anger in his eyes and was ready to get in.

She pouted and took her steps toward their home but Digvijay held her hand again, stopping her.

Aadya gasped when he suddenly wrapped his arms on her waist and started spinning her around while getting drenched in rain.

Soon Rudra and Vikram also joined them and spun her around one by one. Her giggles didn't stop as they got wet in the rain.

And honestly she didn't want this rain to stop. She wanted to be in this moment for little more. She wanted to get drench with them in the rain for a little more.

She wanted to see them getting drench in the rain without the care of the world a little more.

It's very rare that they enjoy the small moments of life. Because other times they were busy at work or made her happy by doing little things like eating her half cooked food.

She laughed more remembering the look on their faces when they had first tasted her hand's food.

They must have enjoyed the rain for not more than twenty minutes when her husbands took her inside.

Aadya pouted not wanting to leave the rain but at the end she had to follow her husbands.

They changed their clothes and were now sitting in the lounge room.

Digvijay was drying Aadya's hair with a towel while she was sitting on the couch and drying Vikram's hair who was sitting on the floor.

Rudra was in the kitchen making some hot tea for them as Aadya had already dried his hair.

Aadya was busy admiring Vikram's thick and silky hair. He has got such smooth and shiny hair. I wonder what shampoo he uses?

"It's park avenue beer shampoo," Vikram replied.

She cringed in embarrassment. She has said it aloud. She cleared her throat and tried to ignore the embarrassment she was suffering by turning on the TV.

Rudra came back with a cup of tea in his hand and passed it to Aadya. She took it gratefully and looked towards the tv.

However, when she watched the news flashing on the screen it shook her to the core.

Anne Hayat, the leading Indian actress, was found dead in her room.

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