Page 151 of The Royal Beast & His Queen

"Okay... But Rana sa, it's high time, you hear your mother", she said and my temper rose, she started softly pressing the nerve on my forehead dropping pecks there, which calmed me to some extent. "I know her betrayal hurt you deeply, I also know there are no misunderstandings about it, but there are things that you need to know from her", she said but from my stoic face, I guess she understood I was not in the mood. "I thought I would let Mato tell you this but looks like I should do the needful", she said and I frowned.

That's when Isha started narrating what all happened with ma... No! Ma didn't tell us the truth because she promised her father on his deathbed? But she was still wrong, she conceived me with another man in her heart, and it was considered 'cheating'. Anyone would have reacted the way my father did, but the way he verbally abused my mother and hated me wasn't right. I would never forgive for rising his dirty hands on my mother not once but many times.

She should have told my father about 'Chirag' being the one who she was betrothed to, at least when Chirag Rathore entered our palace with Amar Rajput. But, she decided to stay silent and that's what prompted Chirag to do what he did. He knew my mother would never reveal about him, so he daringly came to my place. Now that I remember him entering our palace, having drinks with my father, food at my dining table, how uncomfortable my mother would have been... I'm raging with anger right now, I so wanted to make him alive again and suffer him 1000 times harsher for all he did. Bl**dy Bas***d.

Amar Rajput cut ties with Chirag when he got to know about Chirag and my mother's betrothal, but why did he forgive Chirag and brought him back later ? I know he wanted to help us, but it only complicated our lives. Amar thought Chirag Rathore would actually protect us while he was planning our destruction. Two people and their stupidity caused this entire destruction. 'Amar Rajput' & 'Amruta Singh Ranawat'. Because of these two people, my family and the Rajput family lost everything, especially Isha and I were the worst sufferers of their stupidity. One day, I might forgive Amar Rajput and my mother, for the pain they caused me, but I could never forgive them for what my wife had gone through.

Amar and Pallavi Rajput & Sanghvi Devi Rajput would have been alive today, if Amar Rajput wasn't so stupid, and My Isha wouldn't have suffered so much if they were alive. So Amar Rajput was, is and will be my culprit, I hate that man. Period. My sister & Bhuvan too would be with me today.

"She didn't cheat on your father mentally, for years, like you imagined Ansh... She started loving your father and accepted him as her husband within 1 year of their marriage...", Isha said continuing with the past probably my mother might have told her.

Now, I understood why my mother never allowed me to come with her to temple on her birthday. She visited the temple on her every birthday Alone, now after hearing Isha, I understood she wanted to ask forgiveness from god for her sins of giving herself to my father when she had Chirag Rathore in her heart... She didn't want her sins to rub on me.

I detest even thinking about all these things, all these details make me loathe my existence, no wonder my father hated me. Well he was an a*s, that's another story, but untill the truth about my mother's betrothal was revealed, my father loved my mother. Any man would feel hurt, disappointed and angry if he gets to know this, but the way Pratap Singh Ranawat handled things weren't right.

He hated me so much because of my mother's betrayal that he ignored the fact that I was his biological child. He sent me to abroad without any security, after dada sa's death. What if Bhairav hadn't sent Bhuvan to protect me, or what if Bhuvan and I failed to protect ourselves ? We would have died. That man didn't even show humanity, let alone paternal affection towards me.

Everyone in the family had hurt me in one or the other way, my mother and grandmother with betrayal, my father with hisnegligence and my brother with his innocence and my sister with her absence. Advaita! I miss you bache... Your bhai sa will be always guilty of not saving you.

Now that I think of another revelation, the deep ache in my heart shoots up again. Chirag Rathore was able to drug me because my stupid mother trusted that moron enough to let him be alone in the dining hall. Avyan and Ranveer thought I got to know about this now, but I knew this from decades, that's one more reason I don't trust anyone with my food. If I wasn't drugged that night, I might have saved my sister from the cruel fate. I don't know if I can ever forgive my mother...

Isha completed telling me the complete truth from my mother's perspective, it's good to learn that she didn't cheat on my father emotionally for years but that wasn't enough to balm the wounds she caused me. She might not love Chirag Rathore but still, she trusted that man more, she thought I was wrongly accusing him and I was wrong in killing him. If she trusted me and my decisions, Bhuvan would have been alive today and I wouldn't have turned into a raging beast, I would have used my brain and maybe brought out the truth that might have prevented Isha's parents and grandmother's death too... No matter in what angle I think, I could only see my mother's fault.

"Rani sa...", I whispered, my tone was raspy, I tried to maintain my usual cold tone but I couldn't, with my wife, my emotions go bare without my consent.

"Ansh...Just calm down... Okay... Things will settle down... I am here with you. You don't need anything or anyone, your Isha will stay with you no matter what... I just can't see you like this", Isha said hugging my face... Her words soothed me... Yes, my wife is there with me, showering infinite love, what else do I want... I know she is holding herself from crying as her tears could throw me in more distress... Otherwise she would be acrying mess right now, because like me, she too couldn't handle me in pain. I know she is hating my mother right now for causing me so much pain, but I don't want that, I admire their bonding, Isha sees my mother as hers, rather than her mother-in-law, and so does my mother, there are many times when my mother chose to take Isha away from me, fearing I would hurt her, even when I was hurting. For her, Isha is same as Advaita, but this time I won't let Amruta singh Ranawat ruin my wife with her stupidity like she ruined my sister.

I don't know how many hours passed, now we are on our bed and my wife is completely lying on me, I am gently ruffling her hair while she kept kissing my bare chest. Now I feel a lot better, the pain and ache are still there but my wife perfectly balmed my wounds, they are not raw or ruptured now, she neatly banded them with her gentle words and touches.

"Talk to her Rana sa... Try to build the bond again... I know you cannot forgive her right away, no need to try forgiving her, but you can try normalizing your relationship right ? And with years passing by, you might eventually forgive her, who knows ?", Isha said gently... Why is she saying all this again ? "I want a healthy environment for our children, Anshi and Avyan-Anshi's future kids... And we have to lay the foundation stone today if we want a bright future for them... They deserve a childhood free from hatred, a childhood which you didn't get...", Isha said cupping my face which softened under her touch...

"You didn't too", I said and she gave a smile to me... That smile is so precious to me, I can do anything for this woman in my arms...

"I was lucky enough to experience a beautiful childhood at least till I was 10. Ma-baba and bhai gave me the best childhood memories and I want the same for my children, in fact even more... Because they have the most amazing father, of courseafter my baba", she said and a frown appeared on my face which she straightened. "Well, for me my father was the best, but I know you are not any less... Our triplets are lucky to have you", she said, I could see the immense love and trust for me in her eyes... My wife always trusted me to do the best, despite seeing me do the worst to her. Every second I spent with her she gives me a new reason to love her.

"Okay... If that is what you want, then let's do it... But you need to understand it's not so easy to improve my relationship with your mother-in-law", there I said it. I know it would be very tough for me, but with Isha by my side, I know I can do it. This is the first time she has asked me something after announcing pregnancy, for our children, so yeah I am gonna do it no matter how hurting or hard it is for me.

"Every second, you give me new reasons to love you more and more... I love you Ansh... So very much... And I am blessed to have you", She said nuzzling her head in my neck, tightening her hold on me creating a lava inside me... Damn! Wife, don't play with me... Her single touch is enough to create a havoc inside me, my desires have a mad rush to south but I have to hold my self...

"Isha...", I groaned and she understood my pain, why not! She is lying on top of me, she could obviously feel me...

"Sh... Just some more time and you can have me, as you like...", she said softly but I was angry, imagining the so-called 'some more time'. It's freaking more than half a year. I can't have her immediately after the baby birth, she needs a lot of time to recover. My urges and desire for my wife are never ending, I am insatiable when it comes to her...

"Some more time ? I know how long is this some more time", I told her and she giggled, she freaking giggled. She is enjoying this too much... I can't even leave her at the edge like I used to doearlier whenever she teased me. These days her hormones are all over the place and her mood swings, OMG, they scare me a lot. I have no idea when she would start crying and for what... So I am always on high alert ??.

"No, you don't...", she whispered huskily in my ear slightly nibbling it. Why are you doing this Isha.... I groaned, it's so difficult to keep my hands to myself... "When I enter my 5th month, the foetus will get stable, and then you can have me in any way you want... There's no harm... But yeah you can't let me do the work, because that tires me early", she said teasing me... God! This is such a great news... Wait! What did she say ? Foetus ?

"Is it so difficult to call them 'babies' ?", I asked getting offended...

"I was just quoting the doctor baba... Calm down", she said, with her soft palms on my chest that calmed me to an extent.

"Even I was talking about the doctor, I know you don't address my babies like that", I said, I have a problem with how my wife address them... In fact I have an even bigger problem than anything because she calls my triplets the trio of 'Golu-Molu-Laddu'. Can you even imagine, beast's children are called 'Golu-molu-laddu'? She and her stupid brother chose this, but they stay wary enough to not say this in front of me, I heard from the Rajput staff, muttering about the Rajputs' cute way of addressing my children... Like the hell it's cute. But I can't even say anything to my wife as she would get upset or get mad or worse start crying, which I cannot tolerate.

"By the way, what were you saying about making you work hm ?", I whispered in her ears nibbling it... She moaned and god that sounds so se*y. "You very well know I don't like to get you to work too much, but I so love to tire you... Badly", I added, She placed her lips on mine, unable to handle my teasing... Well, thisis my consolation prize these days... Nonetheless I enjoy these kisses a lot. Her lips are like a drug, my most addictive drug... I love to suck those juicy petals... Damn! I sound cringe to myself but can't help, her lips are juicy...

ABHYANSH'S POV ENDS

"Now let's discuss what happened there, hm?", Isha said and she could see her husband's unwillingness to have this conversation and just by it she understood her husband might have gotten to know about her father's innocence.

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