LEERA POV

I stared at the night sky as the car kept moving towards a path unknown to me. City lights brightened the night, but the light from the stars and moon brightening the night sky, captured my heart more. It's like I have been in this city long, but couldn't get close enough. So Rome felt unfamiliar to me but the objects shining in the sky were same as always, my long term acquaintances which made me feel known in this yet unfamiliar city.

I asked Azezal for taking me back to New York last night but he didn't say anything about it. So I was confirmed it wasn't happening. I was disheartened about it and tried to avoid him the entire day even at the meals together. And he seemed to be too busy to even bother with it. Great.

Now this evening all of a sudden he called and informed me to pack my luggage and get ready but for what I still don't know. Where are we going? Are we going back to New York? He only said 'You will know' as if attaching a question tag right on my face and inside I'm excited hoping it to be New York.

Now I'm inside the car, with a driver driving me to airport possibly and another car following behind with guards for my so called security and safety. I have always hated living a life like this, caged and trapped.

I tried Levi's number several times today from my new phone as it was already memorised to me but it said his number cannot be reached. After trying a lot of times, I was hopeless. I wanted to talk to him to know his whereabouts and it's been long. I'm remorseful that he went through a lot for me and here am I who couldn't even show her gratitude towards the person who will give his life in hand for me. Maybe he changed his phone number? But a bad feeling lingered on my chest but I tried to ignore my negative thoughts. Once I get to New York, I'll meet him.

The car came to halt and my eyes scanned the surroundings as I was lead outside the car. It's the airport as expected. The guards took my luggage out and lead the way. People were giving me strange glances looking at the black attired men with guns surrounding me as if I'm the president who needs to be surrounded with guards for high security. Finally after we got to the space where there were no more people I felt better. Then they asked me to get inside a plane which appeared to be a private jet. I nodded and got inside as they managed my luggage.

The flight attendant greeted me with a humble smile and said "Sir will be here within a while. Please take your seat ma'am." I gave her a small nod and sat down checking out the internal structures. This doesn't appear to be the same jet I was in last time. Anyway I sat down and asked the flight attendant to give me some water.

"Here is your water ma'am." She handed me a bottle of water. "Thankyou." I replied with a smile. "Ask me, if you need anything else Ma'am." She said and then left.

It's been 10 minutes, I have been sitting here alone. Being bored I started to go through some magazines.

"Missed me, Amore?" I heard his voice from behind me all of a sudden, and all the hairs on my back raised up. I didn't lift my eyes up as he walked infront of me and took his seat right across me. "Probably had a better time before you arrived so certainly no." I slipped the magazine back inside the side pocket of seat. "You are just too shy to express, sweetheart." I didn't response do that.

Finally lifting my eyes up and gazing at his direction I saw him. Black shirt. Sharp eyes. A small smirk lingering in his lips as he watched me with his mesmerising grey set of eyes as he checked me out. "Beautiful as always." He murmured. Is he complimenting me? Feeling awkward I bit my inner cheek and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"You will know." He took his phone as it flashed up with a new email. "I want to know now." "Patient love, patient." He spared me a glance before going through his phone. "What's so secretive about that?" I urged again being impatient.

"Well, Elena said you are disturbed that I remain busy the whole day and give you no time. She threatened my life to take you to honeymoon." Elena literally did that? I was just making excuses. "I thought we were going back to New York." I silently murmured under my breath with sadness evident in my tone. He possibly didn't hear me as he is engrossed in typing something on his phone.

The flight attendant came back. "Good evening, Sir. It's time to depart. With your order shall we depart?" She asked him politely. He gave her a stiff nod of affirmation. After helping me with my seatbelt she left.

The plane was already in the air. I could see the city lights sparkling in the darkness from above. Letting out a sigh, my gaze unwillingly strayed from the window to him, finding him staring at me heartily. His grey orbs soft and warm watching my every small movement calculatively. My eyes came down to my hands as I kept fidgeting the rem of my top with my fingers nervously.

His hand grasped my thigh abruptly stopping my leg shaking, when he sensed me being edgy and moving my legs. He dropped his hand off me taking the water bottle which had my lipstick stains and drank it. Keeping it away, he stared at me again.

"What are you so anxious about?" He broke the silence between us as he rested his elbows on his knees and massaged his palms together. "I'm not anxious." A grin formed on his perfect goddamn face.

"Do you know I'm really good at detecting lies. People remain scared that they will unintentionally lie by mistake when I ask them any question. And my wife lies to me straight open at my face. Kind of hurts my ego." He removed his blazer and tossed it on his seat after getting up.

"So, wifey. Say what's making you so nervous." "You. Your presence." I spat out thinking he would stop frustrating me more. "I can help with that." He stepped towards me making my movement halt and my breaths haste. "W-What are you doing?" I asked stunned when he leaned onto me all of a sudden.

"Should I tell you one thing honestly?" His eyes trailed down to my lips, staying there for longer than necessity. His arms caged me in between him and the seat. His cologne filled my nostrils and all I could think of only was him. My voice silent and questioning, "What?"

He leaned down more inhaling my neck and then his warm breaths were hitting my ear side, "Whenever I see you, my hands crave to touch what is mine. To pull you to me and kiss you until I suck out all of your breaths." His voice a mere whisper caressing me like feather but making me feel an electric jolt. The word he emphasized 'mine' rested in my head rather than the other words.

I didn't know how to reply to this conversation anymore. Hence silence prevailed.

In the next second, I lost tract of time as his lips slammed into mine while his hand unbuckled my seat belt, pulling me to him. His lips moved along mine, and another jolt hit my body when I felt his tongue caressing my lips in exigence as if he is impatient to enter the door of paradise.

My lips parted their own, giving him the chance he is eagerly waiting for. In no time his tongue was inside my mouth, sucking me out of breaths just the way he said before. My one hand fisted his shirt tightly and another roamed along his perfectly set hair, ruffling it entirely.

I tapped on his shoulder when I couldn't handle it anymore due to shortage of oxygen, as he sucked all the breaths out of my lungs. His lips left mine but not wasting a second he initiated to kiss my neck just the way one may love to be kissed. I didn't even comprehend when he unbuttoned my top and dropped it somewhere cause I was long lost in all these addictive feelings he's making me feel. My eyes remained close as he kissed the swell of my bosoms and nibbled on my cleavage until he pleased.

A moan escaped my mouth when I couldn't control those anymore. "I love hearing your moans and knowing I'm the reason behind." He muttered tracing the hook of my bra. I didn't know what's happening anymore cause I'm being absolutely delusional in whatever this new feeling is.

I felt cold due to the bareness in my upper body. A shiver ran down my spine when I felt his finger encircling my nipple above my bra. "Open your eyes." His order forced me straight into action. I slowly opened my eyes and swallowed down a lump of air.

He kissed my lips one more time before his large arms carried my small body to a room which has a bed large enough for two person. The room is so tiny and cozy which even has a door. But a bedroom inside a plane? He planted me on the bed as I checked the surrounding.

My eyes went to him, finding him staring at me as he opened his handcuffs and then unbuttoned his shirt in turns. Removing his white shirt he flinged it on the bed giving me the perfect view of his well muscular body and the black inked structures craved on it perfectly, leaving me breathless. My eyes stayed longer on my name which rested right above his heart. A flicker of something sparked in my heart seeing it which I couldn't ignore.

He bend down to my level with the satisfaction of knowing that he took my breaths away just by the sight. "Are you afraid anymore?" He asked looking profoundly into my eyes. His gaze full of endearment which made me forget my every last fear. I slowly shook my head in negative and a small grin formed in his lips due to contentment.

"Cause I'm not going to be gentle anymore." He murmured against my neck before pushing me down and removing my jeans, leaving me only in a lacy thong and bra. He stepped back folding his hands on his chest and eyed me taking his time, just like a predator gawking his prey to pounce on. My hands clenched the bedsheet and a wicked smirk pestered on his face before he took me to the other world I didn't know existed.

* * * * *

He pulled me closer to him, while I'm still exhausted for the number of orgasms he gave me relentlessly, like the word tiredness never existed in his dictionary.

We were both panting before but after a while we calmed down. His large palms caressed my hair and face. He smiled with contentment and kissed my forehead. "Amore mio, ti amo." I love you, my love. I understood what he said cause it's the phrase he always used with me but I remained silent staring at him while my heart thumped against the ribcage.

"Was I too rough, wifey?" He asked with genuineness in his tone as if he really cares for me. I mentally smiled and nodded my head in affirmation which was true. He was rough and I liked it. "Sorry but you could have just said." He apologised and it felt so unreal to me cause the word sorry is so atypical coming out of his mouth that it made me feel unrealistic.

His large hand took mine in his as he stared at the ring on my hand, which he made me wear in our wedding. I don't know why I never stopped wearing this ring. A lump of pain hit me as he lifted it to his lips and kissed it just above the ring and suddenly I didn't want to remove it ever again.

A tear left my eye and disappear in the pillow. "What happened?" He became anxious. Another tear trailed down my cheek, "I'm sorry." "Leera?" He pulled me closer to him. "What happened? Why are you saying sorry?" "I hid a lot of things back then and I'm also responsible for everything. Maybe if I told you about Max that time and my fear of intimacy, you would have never thought about me betraying you and I'm very sorry for whatever happened to your mother. I literally had no idea and-"

"Hush hush." He pressed a finger on my lips shutting me up but my tears weren't stopping. "I'm the one responsible for making you feel that you are at fault, ain't I?" "Pelima told me a lot, how your mom's death affected you and how-" I couldn't form words cause I'm literally crying having this conversation with him. "And she said how much you changed after that. I-" he hugged me, wrapping his arms on my bare body, giving me the warmness I sought.

"Then give me a single chance to prove my love to you? Just one chance." He murmured into my hair and wiped my eyes.

"I'm hungry." I said trying to drift the topic cause I don't want to answer that question now. "Very much hungry." A smile graced his lips "Let's get you food then."

Goosebumps peeked my body as I wore my clothes aware of his gaze and attention on me. He watched me as I combed my hair with my fingers slightly and checked if I looked presentable.

"All I want to do is rip these clothes off you and fuck you senseless again but my bad you're hungry." He muttered into my ear taking me out of the room.

I was served with my favourite spaghetti and he ate his green shitty food in silence. After we were done the flight attendant came and notified us that we will be landing in a while.

"We are already landing?" Its just been an hour and half. He nodded his head in affirmation. "At least now tell me where are we?" He only grinned and said again the same words again "You'll know. Patience."

The plane finally landed and when we stepped out the airport I jumped with delight ness taking in the sight. "Greece??" He smiled shoving his hands inside his pockets. I always wanted to visit Greece and I remember telling him once that I want to visit Greece for my honeymoon.

Greece is so freaking beautiful. It's like I stepped in heaven in earth. But the more I craved to see the next day in Greece, the more I feared how this night will end cause I know I'll be the one ruining our first night of honeymoon.

The car drive from airport to the destination was short. It's a cozy, beautiful villa, just as the one people want for vacations.

Our luggages were shifted to the room. And once everything was arranged, all the servants left at once leaving the place silent and alone. There is no other presence in this villa except us now.

I grabbed my clothes from the luggage and darted inside the shower as he was talking on the phone. Cleaning myself up, I stayed under the shower still feeling his touches on my body. The water kept washing off my tears. I dropped on the floor hugging my naked self while the water kept pouring.

He didn't disturb me a bit during my long shower or should I say my long crying session. Maybe he slept? I got outside once I was quite clear-headed but the faded red was still showing in my eyes due to crying.

Coming out, I found the room empty and the bed still neat and arranged. Sighing I get to the balcony and took in the view the moon light and the water sparkling its reflection. A breathtaking calm sight.

Out of the blue a pair of firm hands wrapped around my waist and his familiar touch and cologne apprised his presence. He placed a kiss on my neck making me close my eyes. How should I do it when he's being like this with me?

"At first I didn't want to bring you here for honeymoon because of your aquaphobia but then I thought why would you fear when I'll be with you. And moreover it was your desire for long that you spend your honeymoon in Greece." My heart clenched tight. With my regular swimming practice I overcomed my aquaphobia, not entirely yet the fear reduced enough to some extent.

"Azezal. Thankyou so much." My eyes still closed as a tear slipped down. "I'm grateful you liked it."

"I want to say something." I murmured, feeling the sensation of his breaths hitting my neck from behind. "Say."

"Give me divorce. Set me free." His hands unwrapped and I no longer felt his presence behind me as he left.

* * * * *

'Dinner at 7 PM. Be ready.' A messaged popped on my phone from him. My fingers fidgetted to write a text but I left it on seen, not knowing how to reply.

Last night when I asked him to divorce me, he left somewhere. At first I thought he would be anywhere inside the villa but when I searched the villa later he wasn't there. The whole villa was empty. He left me all alone.

I waited for him and tried his phone when it was too late but I got nothing in response. Lastly with a heavy heart to got into the bed and grasped a pillow to my chest. Staring at the door and phone waiting for his return or call, my eyes shut down and sleep overtook me.

I woke up this morning and found a maid here, who made me breakfast. I wanted to ask the maid if she had any clue where he was but preferred not to. There's no point of asking as there is no way she might know.

He didn't respond to any of my several texts and calls from last night. I didn't put a step out of this place. And it's almost 4 PM when he texted me to get ready for a dinner date out of nowhere. I didn't respond to him either.

He was vanished the entire night, not responding to my calls and texts and now he is texting me so casually like nothing happened.

I heard a knock on the door and uttered a small "come in."

The same maid appeared with two boxes in her hand. "What's these?" I asked her hugging my pillow, my eyes barely open. "Sir, send these." She said. "Keep them on the bed." She placed them on the bed and left. Getting up I opened the box and found a beautiful black, knee length, bodycon dress. Another box had stunning beige stilettos heels.

There was a note too. "Wear this and be ready at sharp 7." It's a reminder again.

I took shower and dried my hair. I wore the dress he send for me. Applied light makeup and pulled my hair up in a bun. Wore assoceries and lastly the heels. Looking at myself on the mirror I sighed. He didn't give me a reply last night, will he tonight? My heart tightened thinking of it again.

Someone knocked the door to grab my attention, "Ma'am, the car is waiting for you outside."

At first I thought he would come to pick me up but I became disappointed finding it to be a driver. The driver drived me to the place.

The car halted and grabbing my purse I came out of the car. Someone was already there waiting for me. He guided me to the rooftop which appeared to be a luxurious restaurant but entirely empty.

He left after showing me the way. The fairy lights are illuminating soft light under the night sky. And a soft breeze graced my body as my eyes roamed and checked the surroundings. A table with red roses and romantic decoration all around but nobody is here.

He is late when he called me on a date himself?

"What would I do without your smart mouth? Drawing me in and you kicking me out"

Recognising his voice, I turned around finding him playing the piano and singing. His eyes closed as he sang the lines.

I remained stunned on my place. Opening his eyes he stared at me, "You've got my head spinning, no kidding I can't pin you down What's going on in that beautiful mind I'm on your magical mystery ride And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me But I'll be alright"

His eyes trying to tell me more than the words coming out of his mouth, "My head's under water B

ut I'm breathing fine

You're crazy and I'm out of my mind"

"Cause all of me Loves all of you Love your curves and all your edges All your perfect imperfections Give your all to me I'll give my all to you"

His eyes bored into mine as he said the next lines. "You're my end and my beginning Even when I lose I'm winning"

"Cause I give you all of me And you give me all of you, oh oh", My eyes glistened with tears."



He got up on his feet and proceeded towards me while I remained rooted on my feet.



"How many times do I have to tell you? Even when you're crying you're beautiful too The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood"

He circled me and his fingertips caressed my arms making me shiver. And with a jerk he turned me around and pulled me to him, "You're my downfall, you're my muse My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues I can't stop singing, it's ringing, in my head for you"

His hand moved to my waist as he wrapped my hands around his neck and moved me along with him while singing.

"My head's under water But I'm breathing fine You're crazy and I'm out of my mind"

"Cause all of me Loves all of you Love your curves and all your edges All your perfect imperfections Give your all to me I'll give my all to you You're my end and my beginning Even when I lose I'm winning"

Our eyes fixed on eachother. His grey orbs shone brighter than anything, moistening my eyes, and the pain in my chest only grew more and more with time.

"Cause I give you all of me And you give me all of you, oh oh Give me all of you Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts R

isking it all, though it's hard"



"Cause all of me Loves all of you Love your curves and all your edges All your perfect imperfections Give your all to me I'll give my all to you You're my end and my beginning Even when I lose I'm winning 'Cause I give you all of me And you give me all of you I give you all of me And you give me all of you, oh oh"

We stopped as the song finished. My hands still on eachother as we kept staring at eachother. "Aze-" he placed a short kiss on my lips silencing me.

"How should I tell you how much restless am I for your love?" He inhaled my hair. "How much restless I'm to always feel you near and be intoxicated with your scent."

He stared at me now. "How should I tell you that I love you so fucking much that I cannot spend a night thinking to spend it without you. My life is nothing without you Leera, it's nothing. You're my everything now. My everything."

"I would beg you to forgive me for everything I have ever done to you but even after everything the scars will still remain. But scars can heal. And I want to heal your every scar staying beside you and giving you the best that you deserve. I'll put the world at your feet. Just say once that you still love me and you will be mine from the bottom of your heart this time." I bit onto my inner cheek for not letting out a sob as he held my face and stared down at me with so much emotions. I can't. I can't.

"I'll promise to be a better man for you. I know that it's bothering you that I'm not the man you thought I was in the past. And I know I can't entirely change overnight but I'll try my limit best to be the perfect man for you." I closed my eyes as a drop of tear left my eye. He's right he isn't the man that I expected he was. Its love or not our whole relation was based on lies and lies and that doesn't change the theme. How am I supposed to stay with someone knowing he has hand on his blood. That would have me dying every night with remorse. It's the best for us to separate. He was never meant for me. I was never meant for him.

"I love you so much that I'll die rather than staying in this world without you." I instantly opened my eyes as he left me.

"The choice is yours, whether it will be the beginning or the end. If it's yes then it's a new beginning, the past would never effect the present. We will have that happily ever after. But if it's no-" he stopped for a second and my eyes widened when he pulled out a gun and rested it on the table. "Then it's the end."

His eyes came back to my astonished ones. "I don't want to hear that no. Shoot me with this on my head and I'll take that as a no." He smiled sadistically.

"My life is in your hand." My world turned upside down with that...

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It's so late and my eyes are closing. Exams are also near. So my mental traumatic session gonna begin soon. Pray for me guys! And take care :))

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