Revenge part three

Okay now there is going to be a sequel. Most probably will be posted up quiet soon. Please stay tuned in.

Part three

RK watched Madhu on monitors he had a surveillance team install camera's while she bathed in her room and every room in the house.

He watched her, every move, observing every little touch Sultan placed on her. Making sure to spill water accidently, on her, this seemed to confuse her more than anything. Madhu was pregnant, part of him wished it were his own child. But he knew the truth, she was not innocent, he had taken her innocence, now she was whoring out her body to Sultan.

Though he found zero evidence of this, A loud knock on his door made him quickly shut off his laptop.

Ria came in, RK inwardly groaned, the annoying girl had the ability to annoy him by simply breathing. He watched her saunter towards him seductively, He never brought a girl into his room, besides Madhu, Madhu was his tiny she had been different.

He tugged her hand out of the room and headed down the steps. He saw Madhu and Sultan heading out.

"Going for a doctors check up? To find out how Sultan's sin is growing" RK asked, Madhu turned around and stared at him. Sultan reached out and punched him in the face, causing RK to pull out a white hand crafted, gun. Madhu began to pale. She went in front of Sultan and spoke, it was almost as if a cloud had lifted off her eyes and she had finally awoke from her mourning.

He knew about her pregnancy.

Most probably due, to his incessant stalking, he had even asked Uncle Mohan, to make her eat with them at dinner, where he would stare at her with dark eyes, he followed her around the house whenever she went outside with Meeraji he was there.

"I have grown tired of you RK, you and your weird deeds" Madhu watched as RK lowered the gun slowly, and stared her with a strange anger in his eyes.

"I think, I have figured out what you are doing Madhubala, you are trying to get revenge by becoming Sultans wh**e, well let me tell you one thing, I will never care about you, you are nothing to me" He said

"I am going to marry Sultan" Madhu said she felt Sultan stand next to her and entwine his fingers with her own. RK's face changed Ria, next to him, looked at Madhu's face with distaste.

Uncle Mohan walked down the stairs, he looked at Madhu and Sultan and smiled.

"Rishab, maybe we can have both weddings together" Madhu began to feel faint she did not no what happened but she fell into blankness and awoke in RK's arms.

The doctor examined her, while RK watched from his laptop. He had walked out as soon as the doctor was called home, he found it amusing to find his father the great Mohan Kundra so enraptured by a girl who was the daughter of the man that killed his wife.

"I am pregnant doctor, 8 weeks" Madhu, told the doctor causing RK to stand up. He stared at the little screen in shock.

She was having his baby, his tiny was having his baby.

He laughed without humor.

He was confused as to how he felt so relieved that she was going to have his baby.

He began to pace, up and down his room.

***

Madhu fell into a light sleep after the doctor left.

She could feel him in her dream, his dark eyes following her watching her. Madhu awoke, she felt herself move almost on automatic she could and would never marry Sultan the idea, made her feel disgusted. That he even saw her that way, she had to go, living here in the first place was a bad idea. Madhu opened her door to find RK standing outside. He had this weird, look in his eye as he watched her almost possessive, dark. Madhu tried to go past him but he put out both his hands and stopped her.

"Let me go" She said without looking at him. He pulled her hand forcing her back into the room, he turned around and locked the door. He took a white bareled gun.

Madhu, felt a slight breeze come inside and brush her hair against her cheek. She did not flinch as he cocked it towards her head.

"My father was a cruel man, 24 years ago, He met my mother and everything changed she was the love of his life, they were in love so much so that she became his biggest weakness, and for a man as powerful as he was having a weakness was often something an enemy exploited. My mother gave birth to me and I was 7 years old when she was kidnapped, by one our rivals, My father had given your father the duty, of saving my mother, Shamsher Malik was suppose to be one of the most elite, of his team, He sold out for a 10 000 ruppies and that to for his wife who was pregnant with you, to save his daughter" RK continued after lighting a cigarette and standing near the window so the smoke would not go near Madhu or the baby.

"Its a pity though, he never got the money because, my fathers rival shot him, along with my mother who was pregnant" Madhu shook her head and covered her ears. RK was lying her mother had always told her stories of how brave her father had been, and how he had always, looked out for others before himself and that's how we should be.

"You are lying" Madhu, said twisting her self, away not wanting to listen to a minute of it.

RK's gun which he had put down was suddenly raised to her head.

"I watched you for years, school topper, so beautiful, yet so lonely, I watched you, I could see it in your eyes, you yearned to be loved, so much so that you let me into your life" He began to laugh, Madhu did not cry, she just felt numb listening to him ramble.

"Why are you telling me this?" Madhu asked blankly.

RK's smile grew so much so that Madhu felt it hard to look at.

"I made a plan, a plan to destroy you and it worked, you ended up where I wanted you" His manicle laughter grew.

"I am leaving, you will never have to see me again"

"Are you not going to congratulate me, I going to have a son" He said, as Madhu touched the door knob, She turned around, gasping.

He reached out and pulled her towards him, bending down and hugging her stomach.

He was happy.

"Madhubala Shamsher Malik is going to have my baby the Irony" He said waking up.

Madhu felt a strange sense of possessiveness as he held her. Almost as if nothing had happened as if he never broker her heart.

"I want you to forget everything, Madhu" He said holding her, he continued.

"We could start over, and be together forever" Madhu stared at him confused was he really expecting her to forget everything. She walked away, from him going down the stairs, but she heard him shoot a few times in the air, and he began to play loud music. Madhu walked out of the house and she hoped finally out of his life.

***

9 hours later...

Madhu, was in a bed, she rubbed her eyes and sat up to find RK sleeping next to her, she noticed a silver handcuff, he had handcuffed her to him.

RK smirked as he found her, glaring at him he pulled her close to him and kissed her temple.

" Don't ever runaway again, I will find you and I will lock you in this house, and make sure you never see the light of day ever again" He whispered to her.

"Open this handcuff" Madhu said, wriggling away from him, he stilled her easily.

"When you start behaving maybe" Madhu, stared at him incredulous.

"I hate you, I promise you RK, the second you look away I will runaway" Madhu promised.

"First we will get married, my sweethart, a nice small ceremony at home, my father is in the USA, he will have to miss it" RK shrugged as he continued talking to her, while she kept moving in his arms.

Time passed, Madhu found herself, less hating him, more just getting used ways. He was difficult at best, they were wedded so quickly, Sultan watched everything silently, Madhu never talked to him again as RK spent every waking moment with her.

***

Mohan Kundra never came back to india, he stayed in the USA, unaware of his sons, new young bride. Madhu was surprised, RK left her alone for a few moments outside, she sat on a swing he had made for her, Sultan watched her from afar. He never hated RK more then he did when he saw her wearing a Mangalsutra, and Sindoor in his name.

RK brought a blanket and covered her, wrapping his arms around her.

He kissed her neck slowly, Madhu found herself unable to pull away, she felt him pull her into his lap, and kiss her lips, fiercely probing into her mouth, Madhu held onto his collars, he rested on hand on the small of her back and the other one her protruding tummy.

He broke away and made her lean into his chest.

"Sultan, lurking in bushes watching a husband kiss his wife, isn't very charming" RK said sarcastically.

Sultan apologized and walked away with his head down. RK kissed, Madhu's wrist, she was incredibly beautiful probably one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen, her almond shaped eyes, paired with her fair complexion, and long ebony hair. Tiny as she was, she only came by his chest, petite with a slightly rounded tummy she was adorable.

***

Madhu gave birth to a baby boy early that April, She never heard from her mother nor had she heard from her sister.

The doctor had claimed, to have never seen a more lovely baby. Madhu often found RK starring at her, almost as if he was memorizing every detail of her face.

***

They later named him Rishab Kundra JR. He was very attached to his mother, RK would often try and steal a kiss only to be disturbed by Junior who he would joke about saying he never wanted to see with another.

***

"Madhu would you make me some coffee?" RK asked as he worked on his laptop, Madhu found the house weirdly empty, Junior was fast asleep in his cot upstairs. She went down to the kitchen and found hot coffee already made, in the coffee maker. She poured a cup, and went back upstairs .

RK, had left his phone down and went to the bathroom. Madhu picked it up and quickly dialed her mothers number.

"Hello?" Her mothers voice she had not heard for almost a year. Madhu, began to cry.

"Madhu" Her mother called out, anxiously.

"Please come see me once, please Madhu" her mother begged Madhu hung up as she heard the door opening and wiped her eyes. RK looked irked as he saw his phone had been moved.

Madhu made a lame excuse to go to the toilet and climbed out the window.

***

On her way back from her mothers Madhu felt scared of what RK would do when he learned she had run away, Madhu knew he would never let her go, being as possessive as he was, Madhu heard the sounds of sirens behind her.

"Madhubala Rishab Kundra, put your hands up" The police officer cuffed her.

"You are under the arrest for the attempted murder of Rishab Kundra, you have the right to remain silent" Madhu was dragged into the back of their van and pushed inside.

***

INDIA TIMES

Newly wed wife poisons husbands coffee!

Rishab Kundra (25) recent graduate of Sidivinayaka collage, was poisoned by his younger poorer wife Madhubala(20), she was apprehended after fleeing the crime scene threw a window. Mr. Kundra is now stable and out of danger.

RJ. AGNIHOTRI

***

Madhu, asked to see RK, again and again, she knew she could explain the truth to him then everything would be fine.

She got her chance much later than she expected.

"Madhu, Madhu, Madhu" He said as he walked in tauntingly confusing Madhu completely she reached out and clasped his hands quickly. She felt so happy he was alright.

"My sweet Biwi" He said pulling his hands away from her and wiping them with a pristine white handkerchief. He wore an expensive tailored suit. It was so unusual it was something his father would usually wear.

He handed her an envelope.

Madhu opened it.

Divorce papers.

"RK please, trust me I did not do it" Madhu said, RK laughed the kind of laugh Madhu heard only once before.

"I know, everything was planned"

The time he had humiliate her with the video at collage.

"What?" Madhu said incredulous.

"My revenge, I was never finished with you, Madhu, what were you going to do take my child and live a happy life with Sultan, you were so easily living again, with him, it made me realize, that I had not destroyed you enough". He explained.

He had poisoned his own coffee that day, he had left his phone out knowing she would phone her mother. Her prints were found on the cup.

He had asked her to make the coffee, he had cameras in the house he could clear her but would not, this was all a game to him. Everything.

Madhu did not shed a single tear, when she was sentenced to 7 years, in prison, nor did she shed a tear when she she signed the divorce papers.

She loved a monster.

Now she planned.

A revenge.