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Chapter-21
"Can we talk?"
Viren Vadhera flinched as he glanced up , his fiance, Jeevika, standing at the entrance to his Office, as she uttered the three little words that he swore every man in America probably dreaded hearing from the woman he loved. After living with the gorgeous brunette for over a year, seeing that familiar crinkle of concentration between her beautiful blue eyes, Viren knew exactly what was about to happen. Can we talk? Those words murmured in that husky, low and seductive voice of hers was actually a warning, a sign that she was about to broach a topic of conversation that he absolutely, positively did not agree with or didn't want to talk about.
He grabbed the mug , taking a slug of coffee and wishing it were something a little stronger, even though it was barely eight o'clock in the morning. The last time Jeevika had wanted to talk, she'd badgered him about her personal security, wanting him to decrease it. That was so not happening. She already had far less security than he would like to see tailing her every day. Swallowing hard, trying to get the coffee down around the huge lump in his throat, he tried not to notice how adorable Jeevika looked in a pair of baby pink medical scrubs as she sashayed into his office. Even after a year, just the sight of her, the sound of her voice, the thought of her, her enticing scent - anything that even reminded him of Jeevika had him completely enthralled. Viren had convinced himself that his obsession with Jeevika would calm down after some time had passed, settling into a more rational love, one that didn't make him completely insane. It hadn't, and he had been seriously deluding himself to think that he could feel anything other than completely irrational thoughts when it came to all things Jeevika. If anything, his fixation had gotten worse.
I'm a goddamn billionaire, co-owner of one of the most powerful corporations in the world, sensible in every other area of my life. How can one woman make me so crazy?
Jeevika smiled at him as she stopped in front his desk, Every time he looked at her, Viren was constantly amazed that this incredible woman was his, had accepted him completely with all of his faults.
Mine.
Viren wanted to reached across the desk and free that silken mane from its confining ponytail, pull her into his lap and kiss those smiling ripe lips until she made those needy little noises, abandoned moans that...
"Viren?" Jeevika's questioning voice jerked him out of his erotic fantasies. Damn it.
Can we talk?
Oh, hell. Did he have a choice? He smiled up at her, but answered cautiously, "What did you want to talk about?"
"I need you to read something and sign it. It's no big deal." She dropped several papers on his desk, fastened together with a paper clip.
Scanning the top document quickly, his eyes flying over the printed words, he answered in a bewildered voice. "This is a contract. A prenuptial agreement." He flipped the pages quickly, no stranger to contracts and legal documents. It didn't take long for him to search out the pertinent information. "What in the hell is this?"
She sighed. "I had an attorney draw it up. We're getting married in a month. You're a billionaire and I'm a brand new Registered Doc without a penny to her name. It's hardly an equal arrangement. I think it's only fair that you're protected. I've already signed it. I just need your signature. Please."
Eyes narrowing into a dangerous look, he raised his head and shot her a mulish glance. "Not happening, sweetheart. Christ, you aren't allowing yourself anything. What attorney would even agree to this for their client? You're never leaving me and I'm sure as hell never leaving you. Till death do us part, what's mine is yours, etc. etc."
Jeevika propped her hands on her hips and met his ferocious stare with one of her own.
Uh, Oh. Viren was well acquainted with that look, that ornery tilt of her chin, but he'd be damned if he was losing this disagreement. No prenuptial agreement, no divorce. Ever. He'd never survive it. The stubborn woman standing before him had become his entire world, holding his happiness in her delicate hands; she'd yanked him out of his previously lonely, empty existence, forcing him to face his issues head-on, changing his whole life from dysfunctional to extraordinary. Losing her was not an option.
"Things happen, Viren. You saved my life. We aren't equals financially. I owe you this." Her voice was frustrated.
The wheels on Viren's chair screeched as he stood, stalking Jeevika as he moved around the desk. "Things don't happen to us. And you don't owe me a damn thing. You don't let me buy you anything without a major argument; you won't take a penny of my money. I'm willing to bet everything that I have that you've barely touched the money I put in your account over a year ago." Taking a deep breath, Viren tried to contain his emotions, pushing down ruthlessly on the hurt and possessiveness that were trying to claw to the surface. There was nothing he wanted more than to give Jeevika everything, things she had never had before she met him, but she wouldn't allow him to do much more than put a roof over her head and feed her, and it was killing him. Damn it, Jeevika's life should be easier now that she was going to be his wife. Spending her entire life in poverty - Viren wanted things to be different for her now; needed to give her a worry-free, happy life after the hell she had been through just to survive. God knew he had the resources.
Jeevika blew out a shaky breath before answering, "You rescued me from the streets, Viren. You sheltered me, cared for me, made me fall madly in love with you and loved me in return. You've given me every single thing a woman could ever want. Let me give you this."
Not enough. Not enough. She deserves more. Probably a better man than I am, but I can't give her up.
Shuddering as he breathed in her unique, feminine scent, Viren turned her around, slapping a hand on each side of the desk, imprisoning her. Denying this woman anything she wanted was hell since she asked for so little except his love, but he refused to give in this time. She had his love, his body, his mind, his soul.
His mouth nuzzled her ear, crowding her against the desk, shoving his body into hers just to feel those lush curves molded against him. God, how he loved the way her body surrendered to him, yielded to him, melding them together with her willingness to accept him as though his flesh was part of her.
Jeevika's arms snaked around his body, her touch setting fire to his already-hot skin. He groaned as she plastered her body against him, stroking his back. His mouth next to her ear, Viren growled. "No contracts. Nothing between us. Not now. Not in the future. You're mine. You'll always be mine."
Her irresistible fragrance surrounded him, drowning him in desire, his body begging his mind to take her. Feral need engulfed him and he pulled her head back gently by her ponytail, covering her mouth with his as she parted her deliciously tempting lips to argue.
Jeevika whimpered a sweet little sound of need as his mouth devoured hers, Viren swallowed the noise with hungry lips, desperate to claim his woman, to brand her with his touch until she could think of nothing but him, needed nothing but him. She tasted like coffee, peppermint and pure carnal desire, and it nearly drove him mad. He plundered, taking her mouth, groaning as her tongue slid along his, claiming him. His heart thundered against his chest wall, wanting to tell her that she had owned him forever, since the first moment he saw her. Probably, if he was honest, long before that. He had waited a lifetime for the woman he held in his arms, and he would never let her go.
Releasing her lips reluctantly, Viren buried his face in the side of Jeevika's neck, panting for air and struggling for control over his rampant covetous emotions.
"Viren," Jeevika moaned in her husky voice, her warm breath wafting over his ear.
Animal instinct slammed him in the gut, uncontrolled and wild. Nothing, absolutely nothing, was important at that moment except the driving desire to satisfy his needy mate.
"I love you," she panted restlessly, her teeth biting gently at his neck.
This time, her words went straight to Viren's heart, the pleasurable pain striking him directly in the chest. "I love you too, sweetheart." Resting his forehead against her shoulder, he closed his eyes, floored by the strength of her emotions, humbled by the fact that this woman truly loved him. Him. The man. Not the billionaire or the material things he could give her. He bore the scars of his past, inside and out, but Jeevika never seemed to see anything except a man worth loving. She was a miracle, his miracle. "No more talk about prenuptial agreements, okay?"
He felt her silky hair brush against his jaw as she shook her head, pulling back slightly to meet his eyes. Frowning at him, she answered, "We have to talk about it."
Nope. They sure as hell did not have to talk about it. She could drop the whole ridiculous idea and just kiss him again. And again. Viren wasn't about to make the most incredible, happiest event of his life into a contract. "You know I already revised my will. We went over it." He'd made damn sure Jeevika would always be taken care of, no matter what happened to him.
She nodded slowly. "It's one thing if you leave me unwillingly by death. But what if..."
"Not happening," he replied swiftly, his jaw tightening at the thought of losing Jeevika. "This is forever. I'm not signing a damn prenuptial agreement. You and I are not a business deal. This is about you and me. Together. For the rest of our lives." Viren's green-eyed monster was clutching at him, irritated at the possibility that anything could take this woman away from him. Not happening.
Pushing against his chest, she wriggled out of his hold. "I want you to know that I'm not marrying you because of your money." Her voice wobbled and her lower lip trembled.
Oh, No. "Don't cry. I don't like it." Actually, he hated it. Seeing her cry practically brought him to his knees, made him want to give in to just about anything she wanted. Luckily, she rarely cried unless it was tears of joy and Jeevika never used his weakness at seeing her cry as a weapon. "And it's always been quite obvious that you aren't after my money." More than obvious.
Giving him a wide-eyed, astonished glance, she replied hotly, "How can you know that? You supported me while I finished medical school, paid my expenses, buy me outrageously expensive gifts. I want you to be able to trust me completely."
Shit! Seriously? The woman knew every one of his dirty little secrets, things that he had never revealed to another soul, not even his brother, Virat. "I've trusted you with every detail of my life, Jeevika. I trust you. I wouldn't be marrying you if I didn't. I don't need a prenuptial agreement. I don't want one," he rasped, trying to squelch his anger, his hurt over the fact that as much as he had poured out his soul to her, she still didn't completely trust him or the fact that their relationship would never come to an end. "If you had enough faith in me, you wouldn't need it either."
It took Viren about a nanosecond to regret the words, wanting to take them back the moment that they left his stupid mouth. Jeevika's beautiful face fell, every ounce of hurt showing in her expressive eyes that were filling with tears. Shit. What kind of statement was that? Instead of appreciating the fact that Jeevika wanted him so much that she was willing to give up any financial gain from their marriage just to show him how much she cared, Viren had slung the hurtful words at her out of frustration and more than a little fear. And the words weren't the least bit true. Jeevika had always had faith in him, even when she probably shouldn't have had any, even when he hadn't had faith in himself. Problem was, he wanted more, needed her to believe in them as a couple. Although she balked whenever he bought her something because of her past financial situation, Jeevika had never seemed to question the fact that they were soulmates, destined to be together forever...until the last few weeks. Her recent hesitance scared him, terrified him into starting to consider that maybe it was she who might want out some day. Her notion that she owed him and didn't want to share everything, especially his wealth, bothered the shit out of him
Spearing a hand through his hair with a remorseful sigh, he told her softly, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."
He watched her carefully, his heart breaking as Jeevika angrily swiped away a tear that escaped from her eyes as she answered, "You wouldn't have said it if there wasn't some truth to it. Maybe you're right. Maybe this is all a mistake."
His eyes turned dark and turbulent. "What kind of mistake?"
"Us." She gestured at him and then at herself. "Maybe we shouldn't be considering marriage right now. Maybe there's just too big a difference in our circumstances." Hands shaking nervously, she swiped at both her eyes, the tears coming so fast she couldn't keep up with them.
What. The. Hell. He'd waited, fighting against every instinct he had to make her his wife immediately, for nearly a year. And now she was questioning their upcoming marriage? Because he was wealthy? It wasn't like his money was something new, something unknown. He'd been a billionaire long before they met. Cursing under his breath, Viren stepped forward, reaching for Jeevika, but she pulled free, backing away from him with a strangled sob. Dropping his hands, he fisted them at his side. Jaw clenched, he forced himself not to reach for her again. In the year that they had been together, he and Jeevika rarely fought, and he had never seen her look this fragile...except for the time she had been attacked and nearly killed by two violent junkies. Even then, she hadn't looked this freaked out. When his woman was really angry, she got in his face and told him off. Their arguments fired hot and blew over quickly, usually resolved with a compromise and earth shattering make-out.
Did we wait too long? Is she getting cold feet?
Wishing he had just thrown her over his shoulder nearly a year ago and swept her away to Vegas on his private jet, Viren answered, "We are getting married and you need to tell me what's really going on." Trying to keep his temper and his voice level, Viren clenched his fists harder, nearly cutting off all the blood circulation to his fingers. Jeevika had never backed away from him, rebuffed his attempts to comfort her. What had happened to the woman who would throw herself into his arms whenever she needed him? And, damn it, he wanted her to need him. Her rejection was killing him.
"I don't know if I can marry you." Her statement was released with a mournful sob.
Viren couldn't watch her tears another damn moment and he didn't for the life of him understand what she was trying to say. All he knew was panic, desperation and pain. Panic at the thought of losing her, desperation to fix whatever was wrong, and an agony from hearing her say that she wasn't going to marry him. To hell with that. "You're marrying me. No prenuptial. I need you, Jeevika. I'll always need you. Please don't do this." His statement was low, dangerous, spoken like he was barely able to contain his caveman instincts...which he was. Right now, he wanted to pin her to the wall and get inside of her so deeply, take her so thoroughly, that she never again considered saying that she couldn't marry him. Hell, if she needed a reminder of how they fit together, how much he wanted and needed her, he'd be glad to give it to her. Right here. Right now.
Eyes wild, Jeevika backed up as he followed slowly, stalking her until he had her pinned to the wall beside the door. Her eyes shot to his face, then the door, and back to his face.
"Don't even think about it," he rumbled, slamming a hand beside each of her arms, boxing her in, cutting off any hope of her escape. "Talk to me," he demanded roughly, needing to soothe her pain...and his own. After spending the last year blissfully happy with a woman he loved more than life itself, Jeevika's sudden irrational behavior was out in left field. He was usually the one that was a controlling, dominant and Jeevika was his voice of reason. "Are you okay?" he asked gruffly, his eyes searching her face. If something was wrong, he'd fix it. There was nothing he wouldn't do at the moment to make her smile again, take away the confusion and pain he saw reflected in her eyes.
As long as she doesn't say she can't marry me. If she says it again...I'll lose it.
Jeevika nodded hesitantly and then shook her head. "Yes. No. I don't know." She put her forehead on his shoulder and started to sob like her whole world was ending. Lifting her hands, she clenched at his t-shirt, fisting large portions of the cotton at his waist while she saturated the top half of the garment with her tears.
Completely baffled, Viren wrapped his arms around her, his grip so tight she squeaked.
"Can't breathe," she mumbled as she sucked in a labored breath.
"Shit. I'm sorry. Jeevika, I don't understand." Viren loosened his hold immediately, keeping her pliant body against his, feeling completely helpless and hating every moment of it.
She twisted in his arms as a series of sharp raps sounded on the wood frame of the door and his older brother Virat strolled, uninvited, into the room.
Using the distraction to her advantage, Jeevika slipped from Viren's arms and made her escape. "I have to go. Manvi is expecting me at the clinic." Her explanation was rushed and breathless, as she hurried out of the open door , skirting around his brother as she went.
"No! Jeevika. We aren't finished. Don't you dare leave right now," Viren bellowed loudly after her retreating figure. Angry and completely desperate, he plowed after her, determined to track her down until she explained what was going on.
Viren never made it out the door, his brother jerking him back into the room with a strong grip on the back of his shirt. "Whoa, bro. Let her go. It doesn't look like you were resolving much of anything."
Viren turned to face his brother, absolutely livid. "Take your hands off me. She's going to listen."
Virat let his brother turn, but firmly gripped Viren's shirt in the front, pulling his younger brother closer. Nose to nose, Virat drilled Viren with an icy stare, his voice as cold as his eyes as he replied, "Oh yeah, you both looked like you were totally ready to have a rational conversation." Virat shook Viren lightly. "Calm down and think about what you're doing. The woman was dissolving in a puddle of tears. You love her. Is this really the mood you need to be in when you talk? You'll say stupid things that you'll regret later. Trust me."
Deflated, Viren's body relaxed, allowing Virat to loosen his grip. "I already did." He flinched as he heard the door to condo slam closed, his heart sinking to his feet at the realization that Jeevika had left their home. Left him.
Virat stepped back and grabbed Viren by the shoulders, asking quietly, "You good now?" His brother was really asking if Viren had a grip on himself.
"Yeah. Yeah, I think so." Shrugging off Virat's light hold, Viren dragged himself back to his desk, slumping into his chair. Burying his face in his hands, he groaned. "I really need to talk to Jeevika. Work things out. Something's wrong."
Resting his forearms on the back of the chair, Virat locked his fingers together and shook his head, causing the curly blond locks of his hair to ruffle lightly as he told Viren in a grave voice, "Bro, you really need to work on your communication skills. If that was working things out, I'd really hate to see what happens when you two are having an argument."
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