He suddenly became aware of the intimacy of your position, your body curled up against his, your face buried into his chest his hands roaming over your bare skin, and the realization of now close you both were, both physically and emotionally hit him like a tidal wave..He gently drew your face away from his chest, wanting to look at you, to see your face in the soft light. but what he saw made his breath catch in his throat...He saw your face, bathed in the soft silvery light of the moon, you looked beautiful, your innocence and vulnerability shining through, his chest tightening with a mixture of care and protectiveness..

But the sudden realisation of, it was the last day , before the contractual agreement ends.. hit him like ton of bricks

You agreed to the contract marriage because your mother was critically ill and bedridden, and you had lost your job.. you knew you needed money to pay for your mother's healthcare expenses, so you reluctantly accepted ,when ‘Shekhar Singhania’ the wealthiest man of the country promised to leave half of his inheritance to you if you marry his playboy son.. knowing it was the only way to secure the financial security

Raj was notorious playboy, known for his wild and free-spirited ways, he never treated you like his wife.. despite this,you remained loyal to the contract marriage... But as time passes he couldn't help but to noticed your kindness, courage and beauty.. his feelings for you gradually grew stronger

Present time

Everything was already packed, but you couldn't help but to double check, “Where do you think you are going, Mrs. Singhania??... You are not going anywhere, I won't allow you to leave my house nd me.” he was leaning against the door, arms crossed over his chest, his voice is stern nd demanding... “dont even think about leaving me, you are mine you understand? My wife” he emphasised the last word ‘My wife’ this time his voice is less demanding, you can feel the vulnerability , as his gaze soften...