After Bhargav brought us all home, he was compelled to say all that had happened at the market to both Maa and Dadi. My children were with them, and I quickly scooped Raghav out of Dadi's arms. He was very restless and on the verge of tears until I held him.

"Shh... Mere laal... Ro math," I kissed his face countless times and hugged him close. Janaki was fast asleep on the couch, so I was relieved.

(Shh... My darling... Don't cry.)

"Sabhi gaowalon ke saamne kisi aadmi ko thappad maaregi tu?!" Dadi thundered. Her health was failing, and the tiniest of strains made her cough and struggle. Maa immediately brought a glass of water for her.

(You'll slap a man in front of the whole village?)

"Sikhao apne bahu ko!" Dadi yelled again, this time at Maa, "Bachi hai kya woh?! Bhairav jaanta hai...? Jab uske haathon se maar khayegi, tabhi andaaza hoga!"

(Teach your bahu something! Is she a kid?! Does Bhairav know about this...? Only when he teaches you a lesson with his own hands will you learn!)

I held Raghu tighter with each word she yelled. Bhargav replied that my husband knew everything. Maa and Dadi were shocked that he hadn't lashed out. "Aap dono shaant ho jaiye... Bhaiya kuch na kuch intezaam karenga," Bhargav told them. He squeezed Aradhya's hand one last time before leaving.

(Both of you, calm down, please... Bhaiya will take care of it.)

"Ab log kya kahenge?" Maa muttered, glaring at me.

(Now what will the people say?)

Aradhya was quiet as she hadn't heard everyone yell like this. I realised that no matter how sweet and innocent she was, she was quite the coward on the inside.

"Aurat ho tum! Bacho ki Maa ho... Thakurain ho... Hasega pura gao Bhairav pe! Aane do use..." Maa looked away from me, "Pata nahi kaisi ladki ghar layi hai."

(You're a woman! You're the mother of these kids... You're the Thakurain... The entire village will laugh at Bhairav! Let him come home... I don't know what kind of woman he's brought home.)

That broke my heart. Maa was the one I'd turn to whenever I was in trouble... But now even she had given up on me.

"Aaj ise koi khaana nahi dega!" Dadi glared again, "Bache subah se ro rahe hai aur tum bahar nautanki kar rahi ho?! Sharm nahi aati! Dafa ho jao... Bacho ka khayal rakhna seekho pehle!"

(Nobody is going to give her food today! The children have been crying since morning, and you're causing chaos like this?! Aren't you ashamed! Get out of my sight... Learn to take care of the children first!)

I was sent to the bedroom. Nobody was allowed to talk to me or offer comfort. My only relief was that the children were with me.

As soon as the maid shut the bedroom door, tears streamed down my face. Both Raghav and Janaki were lying beside me. I hugged them tight and pressed my face on the pillow between them.

"Koi nahi hai mere saath... Koi nahi..." I whispered to them.

(There's nobody on my side... Nobody...)

My children were so warm and soft. When I held them close, they smelled like the sun and milk. It was sweet. Raghav was the first one I lifted into my arms to be fed. He curled himself into a little ball whenever he drank milk. It made me smile.

The door creaked open a little, and I covered myself with my pallu.

"Didi...?" It was Saarang's kind voice.

"Kya hua, beta?" I asked in confusion as he closed the door and skipped towards me. My baby brother was holding the monkey in his arms as he climbed onto the bed. Saarang hugged my legs and lay down next to Janaki.

(What happened, beta?)

"Didi aap ro rahi thi...?" He whispered, glancing up at my face.

(Didi, were you crying?)

His soft words made me tear up again, "N-nahi... Kuch nahi... Chinta math karo..."

(N-no... It's nothing... I'm fine...)

He hugged me tighter, "Aap chahte hai toh mere bandar se khel sakti ho. Udas math raho, Didi."

(If you want, you can play with my monkey. Don't be sad, Didi.)

I chuckled at his words and bent down to kiss his head, "Tum bahut samajhdar bachhe ho, Saarang. Tumse bahut pyar karti hu."

(You're such a caring boy, Saarang. I love you so much.)

He grinned at me, "Aap bhi duniya ke sabse achi Didi hai!"

(And you're the best Didi in the whole world!)

Saarang began playing with the monkey and eventually showed me how it works. After feeding Raghu, Janaki also woke up due to the commotion. I fed her as well, and Saarang kept my children entertained with his little monkey. He could easily make them laugh and kick their feet, which made me smile.

But soon, all three of them were tired, and Saarang fell asleep while hugging Raghu. Janaki was in my arms as I hummed a sweet song.

"Kahin door jab din dhal jaaye
Sanjh ki dulhan badan churaye,
Chupke se aaye."

She slept soundly against my bosom, and even I dozed off due to exhaustion.

***

"Sanjana?"

I cracked my eyes open because of the sudden light. Bhairav Ji had turned it on as he came into the room. I hadn't realised that it had gotten dark outside. My neck was hurting because of the position I slept in. Even Saarang and the children woke up.

I quickly got up from the bed and placed Janu in the cradle.

"Ji mai abhi aapke liye khaana lagati hu-"

(Ji, I'll bring you dinner-)

"Koi zaroorat nahi hai," he mumbled, "Maa ne di thi khaana. Aur kaha ki tumne pehle hi kha li..." He eyed me.

(It's fine. Maa already gave me dinner. And told me that you ate already...)

I didn't know what to say.

"Saarang, neeche jao. Keshav bula raha hai khaane ke liye." My little brother rubbed his eyes and slipped down from the bed before running outside. Raghav was still fast asleep, so I placed him in the cradle.

(Saarang, go downstairs. Keshav is calling you to eat.)

Bhairav Ji checked on the children once. He ran a hand over their chests before kissing their foreheads. "Wapas aane ke baad kamre mei hi aaram kar rahi thi pure din...?" He scoffed while taking off his watch. Maybe that was what Maa had told him. I stayed quiet.

(Were you lazing in the bedroom the entire day after coming back...?)

He glanced at me once before beckoning that I come closer. I did as he asked.

"Shirt kholo," he commanded.

(Unbutton my shirt.)

My hands were trembling slightly as I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. Slowly, I unbuttoned his shirt all the way down and took it off as well. His defined chest greeted me. It always made my breath hitch.

"Ab..." He traced his index fingers down my pallu, over my choli, till the hem of the sari, "Pura utaro."

(Now... Take this off completely.)

I gulped and began removing my sari slowly. Bhairav Ji didn't step away. It felt embarrassing as I undressed like this in front of him under such close proximity. He didn't touch me though. My sari came off, followed by my choli and underskirt. Eventually, I was standing entirely naked before him.

The only sound in the room was the slow clinking of my bangles. Bhairav Ji took a step closer, towering over me. He held the side of my face and dipped himself into the crook of my neck.

"Ah...!" A soft gasp escaped me as he gave a firm hickey right there.

My husband continued kissing and licking my neck. It felt so erotic. I closed my eyes from the pleasure.

His hand squeezed one of my buttcheeks, pulling me as close to him as possible. It felt good to be pressed against his chest. I ran my hands over his chest hair. God, he was so manly. I was losing my mind.

"Ji- Ah!" I whimpered when he bit me, digging his teeth into my shoulder. It hurt so much, and I knew it would leave a mark.

"Meri hai." He growled.

(You're mine.)

"Sanjana Bhairav Chaudhary... Sirf meri hai. Bolke dikhao."

(Sanjana Bhairav Chaudhary... You're only mine. Say it.)

I gulped, "A-apki hu... Thakur Ji..."

(I'm y-yours... Thakur Ji...)

He hummed, kissing the spot he had bitten. My husband pulled away before cupping my face again.

"Jaakar let jao."

(Go lie down.)

Another command. I quietly sat on the bed before lying down.

"Ab pair kholo..." He ordered. The lust in his eyes was hard to miss. I couldn't do something as vulgar as that. It was different when he forced my legs open.

(Spread your legs...)

Bhairav Ji gritted his teeth.

"Jaldi!"

(Now!)

I was afraid. His voice made me tremble. I spread my legs just a little.

Bhairav Ji climbed onto the bed at that time and sat on his knees right between my legs.

"Aur kholo..." He mumbled.

(Spread them wider...)

I spread my legs by another inch. Maybe his patience snapped. Because my husband squeezed my thighs and pushed them all the way back on the mattress, making me cry.

"Pair kholne ko bolu toh aise kholegi, samjhi?" He rasped.

(When I ask you to spread them, you'll do this. Understood?)

I felt so exposed. He could see everything. Literally everything. It was embarrassing beyond words. But I didn't even have a moment to protest as Bhairav Ji brought his mouth down on my pussy.

He began eating me out like a starved man. I clutched his hair while gasping and moaning. My whole body felt like it was about to give out.

"Aah... Aaah!!"

He used his fingers as well. Two of them. My anklets and bangles rattled in pleasure. He thrust his fingers in and out of me while lapping up my pussy juices. The torment was so hard to bear.

Bhairav Ji bit my clit. That was my losing point as I came all over his face.

When he rose from between my legs, he still looked very hungry. The man licked his lips while getting rid of his dhoti and everything else.

There was no conversation as he pressed my thighs into the mattress again. It stung my back. In one slick motion, my husband pushed himself inside me.

I clutched the bedsheet as he began moving. The sound of our skin slapping made it evident how soaked I was for him. There was a low rumble in his throat as he drove into me again and again. The only sounds that escaped me were high-pitched cries from the pain and pleasure. I wasn't capable of forming coherent words anymore.

My husband's fingers dug into my thighs. His hips worked ruthlessly. I could feel myself shake like a leaf. It was too much for me. I could feel myself getting dizzy from the exercise.

Bhairav Ji raised himself a little. He quickened his pace. I cried out even more this time. It felt like he was slamming his cock into me. Tears slipped down my face, and sweat glistened on our bodies.

He didn't slow down. If anything, he grit his teeth and went faster, harder. My vision was becoming dark. I couldn't hold on anymore. I was too tired to move.

He said something. I didn't understand it, of course. And the next moment, when he emptied himself inside me, I blacked out entirely. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and I couldn't regain consciousness.

A/N - The song that Sanjana was humming: