It’s been two years. Two years since we faced so much struggle—his curse, our pain, our battles against the darkness. Two years since I walked away from everything I knew and found myself entwined in a life I never imagined I could have. And now, everything feels so... different. So much better.
Ashtram... my Ash. My love. My husband. He’s changed, in the best way possible. He’s no longer the cold-hearted Mafia King who ruled with fear. He gave up that life for me. For us. He traded his dark crown for a simpler life—one with me. Now, he’s just a businessman. The man I love, not the ruthless king he once was. And every day, he proves how much he loves me.
He does everything for me, from the smallest gestures to the biggest sacrifices. His love is constant, unwavering, and it’s a love I never knew I could deserve. Every night I fall asleep in his arms, I think about how lucky I am. I never want to take any of it for granted.
But tonight... tonight I want to do something special for him. I want to give him a surprise. A little something to show him just how much he means to me.
I’ve spent the whole day preparing for this moment. The dinner is set up on the terrace—everything perfect. Soft candlelight flickers, casting shadows on the elegant table I’ve carefully arranged. I chose the best food, something Ashtram loves, and made sure everything is just right. There’s something exciting about this moment, a thrill of anticipation that makes my heart race.
Tonight will be special. It’s not just about the dinner, it’s about us. The way we’ve grown, the way our lives have come together so beautifully, despite the chaos we came from. And tonight, I want to show him just how much I appreciate everything he’s done for me, for us.
I glance at the clock, knowing he’ll be back soon. Ashtram’s always punctual. He’ll be home from his office, and I can’t wait to see the look on his face when he walks into the terrace and sees what I’ve prepared. I know he’s going to love it.
But what I haven’t told him yet... the surprise that’s been growing inside me—literally—is the biggest one of all.
I take a deep breath, placing my hand over my flat belly as a secret smile tugs at my lips. I’ve wanted to tell him for days, but tonight felt like the right moment. The right time. When he sees the dinner, sees everything I’ve done for him, he’ll have no idea that the biggest surprise is yet to come.
My heart flutters at the thought of telling him. This is going to be a moment we’ll never forget.
I quickly finish the last preparations, lighting the candles and checking everything one last time. The table is perfect, and the food smells amazing. I can already picture Ashtram walking in, his eyes lighting up as he sees the effort I’ve put into making this night unforgettable.
With everything ready, I take a deep breath, excited to see him, to share this moment with him. I move to the door as I hear the sound of his car pulling into the driveway. My heart skips a beat, and I smile to myself. Tonight is going to be a night to remember.
As soon as the door opens, I’m met with his familiar, soothing presence. His eyes lock onto mine, and his lips curl into a smile that sends warmth flooding through me.
"Angel," he murmurs, his deep voice filled with affection as he strides toward me. Without hesitation, he pulls me into his arms, enveloping me in the embrace that’s become my home. His scent surrounds me, his strength, his tenderness... it’s everything I need. “You look beautiful tonight,” he whispers into my ear, his breath warm against my skin.
I smile softly against his chest, feeling the way his heartbeat matches mine. "Thank you, Ash," I say, pulling back slightly to meet his gaze. "But there's more. Come, I want to show you something."
He raises an eyebrow in curiosity, clearly intrigued, but he follows me as I take his hand and lead him toward the terrace. The soft glow of the candlelight casts a romantic ambiance over the space, the flickering flames dancing in the quiet evening air.
Ashtram’s gaze sweeps over the table, taking in the carefully arranged dinner, the soft music playing in the background, and the serene atmosphere I’ve created just for him. He looks impressed, as I knew he would.
"Jaan... this is beautiful," he says, his voice full of admiration. He steps forward, pulling me gently towards him again. "You’ve really outdone yourself."
I smile, but my heart is pounding in my chest. This isn’t just about the dinner. It’s about the surprise that I’m ready to share with him. I take a deep breath and let the words escape, not wanting to waste a second longer.
"There's something else, Ash," I say softly, my eyes meeting his. "Something I've been wanting to tell you."
He tilts his head slightly, his expression turning serious, though there’s a softness in his eyes that makes my nerves settle. "What is it, Jaan?" he asks, his voice filled with concern, his hand gently cupping my cheek.
I look down at my hands for a moment, gathering my thoughts, before I finally let it out.
“I’m pregnant, Ash.”
The words seem to hang in the air between us, a profound silence following them. My eyes flicker up to meet his, searching for any hint of his reaction.
Ashtram’s expression freezes for a moment, as though he’s processing what I’ve just said. Then, slowly, a look of wonder washes over him. His eyes soften, his jaw tightening in disbelief, before a slow smile starts to spread across his face. He reaches for me, cupping my face gently in his hands as he leans in closer, his forehead resting against mine.
"You’re…?" His voice is thick with emotion, the words barely a whisper. His eyes scan my face as though searching for any sign that he’s misheard.
I nod, a shy smile curling on my lips. "Yes, Ash. We’re going to have a baby."
The moment stretches, and for a second, time seems to stand still. His hands tremble slightly as he holds me, his forehead still pressed against mine. Then, without another word, he pulls me into his arms again, holding me tightly against his chest, his heart pounding beneath my ear.
“I—” His voice cracks, and he clears his throat. “I can’t believe it… I never imagined we’d be here, but now… now that it’s real…”
I let out a soft laugh, feeling a rush of happiness fill my chest. “It’s real, Ash. We’re going to be parents.”
He pulls back slightly, his hands cupping my face as he looks into my eyes with an intensity I’ve never seen before. “This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Jaan. You, me, our child…” His voice falters, emotion overwhelming him as he presses a kiss to my forehead. “I will spend the rest of my life making sure you both are safe, loved, and happy. I swear it.”
I smile, my heart swelling with love for him. “You already do, Ash. You already do.”
As the night unfolds, we sit down to the dinner I prepared, but the conversation is different now, filled with excitement and dreams of the future. We talk about what it will be like, what kind of parents we’ll be, and how our lives are about to change in ways we never expected. But even more than that, we’re just... together. And in that moment, I know that nothing, nothing at all, could be more perfect than this.
As she reveals the news, I can’t say what I am feeling. We are going to be parents. The words echo in my mind, but my heart races too fast for me to fully comprehend the weight of it all. It’s as if the world has paused for a moment, leaving just the two of us in this bubble of disbelief and overwhelming joy.
I stare at her, my hands trembling as I take in the sight of her—the woman I love, the one who changed everything for me. The woman who not only gave me a life I never thought I could have, but now, she’s carrying a part of me, a little life that we’ve created together. The reality of it hits me in waves, crashing over me, and I don’t know whether to laugh, cry, or shout to the heavens. So I just stand there, my chest tight with emotions I can barely control.
I pull her into my arms, her warmth grounding me, her scent intoxicating, and I bury my face into her hair, inhaling deeply, as if to hold onto this moment forever.
"My God, Jaan..." I murmur, my voice strained with the rawness of what she’s just told me. “I can’t believe it. I... we’re going to be parents. We’re having a baby. Our baby.”
I pull back slightly, my hands still on her, my gaze locked onto hers. I can see the love in her eyes, the joy mirrored in her expression, and it makes my heart race even faster. I never thought I could feel something like this—this kind of pure, untainted joy. I’ve lived a life full of darkness, of curses, of pain... but this? This is light. This is everything.
"You’re really pregnant," I whisper again, as if saying it aloud will make it more real. My throat is tight, and for a moment, I can’t speak—can't find the words to tell her how much this means to me.
Tears threaten to rise, but I refuse to let them fall. Not now. I want to be strong for her, for this new life we’re about to bring into the world. But the overwhelming emotion—gratitude, love, disbelief—swells inside me like a storm I can't contain.
I cup her face in my hands, pulling her to me again, pressing my forehead against hers. “You’ve given me everything, Jaan. Everything. And now this… you’re giving me a family. A future.”
I close my eyes, letting the weight of the moment settle in, my fingers brushing her cheek as if I’m trying to memorize the feel of her, the softness of her skin, the warmth of her touch.
"You’re my everything," I say hoarsely, my voice thick with emotion. "I promise, I will spend every day of my life making sure you and our child are safe, loved, and cherished. No one will ever hurt you. I will protect both of you with everything I have."
I pull her into me once more, my hands sliding to her back, holding her tightly, as if I can’t let go, as if I’m afraid the moment might slip away. But it doesn’t. It’s real. We’re going to be parents. And in that moment, I realize that this is my new purpose in life. Protecting her, protecting our child, and ensuring that the curse and darkness I’ve lived through never touches them.
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After Nine Months
Nine months. Nine long months of anticipation, of waiting, of imagining what this moment would be like. And now, here we are.
My Jaan. My Angel. She’s in pain, and I can’t bear it. Every cry, every wince, feels like a knife to my heart. I’ve never felt so helpless. She’s the love of my life, the woman who saved me from darkness, and now, she’s the one enduring this pain... for us. For our child. I want to take it all away, to carry her burden, but I know I can’t. All I can do is stand by her side, hold her hand, give her strength as the doctor urges her to push.
“Push, Jaan. You’re doing great. You’re so strong.” My voice shakes as I whisper those words, but I know they’re not enough. They can’t take away her pain. All I can do is hold her, reassure her, be the support she needs.
Her grip tightens on my hand, her breath shallow and fast, and I see the tears in her eyes. She’s exhausted. But she’s determined. I can see it in the way she pushes through the pain, her face contorted in agony, yet there’s still a glimmer of strength in her eyes. She’s my warrior.
But this... this is breaking me. Seeing her like this, in so much pain, is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to endure. The tears are there, but I don’t let them fall. I can’t—she needs me strong. She needs me now, more than ever.
The doctor’s voice breaks through the chaos. “Push, Mrs. Raghuvanshi. One more time. You’re almost there. Just a little more.”
I look at Niranya, my eyes filled with nothing but love and admiration. “Come on, Jaan. Just one more push. You’re almost there. I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”
I wipe the sweat from her forehead, my own heart racing as I watch her fight, as I watch her give everything for this moment. My angel, my strength... she’s going through this for our family.
And then, the cry of our child fills the room. The sound is a mixture of relief and pure joy. The most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.
The doctor smiles, holding the baby in their arms. “Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Raghuvanshi. It’s a girl.”
A daughter.
The world seems to stop. A girl. A little girl. Our little girl.
Tears fill my eyes as I look at Niranya, my heart swelling with love. I lean down and kiss her forehead. “We did it, Jaan. We have a daughter. Our daughter.”
She looks at me, exhaustion evident in her eyes, but a soft, radiant smile graces her lips.
The nurse places the tiny bundle in her arms, and I watch as our daughter blinks up at her mother, tiny fingers curling slightly. My heart clenches with an emotion I’ve never felt before—pure, unconditional love.
I brush my fingers over the baby’s soft cheek. “She’s perfect.”
Niranya gazes at me, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. “We should give her a name. Something that carries a piece of both of us.”
I nod, my mind racing through possibilities, and then it clicks. “What about Nirashvi?”
She tilts her head, testing the name on her lips. “Nirashvi... It’s beautiful. A part of you, a part of me.”
I smile, touching my daughter's tiny fingers. “Nirashvi Raghuvanshi. Our little light.”
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After two days in the hospital, we finally return home. The house feels different now, warmer, filled with something new—love, family, completeness.
I help Niranya inside, my arm wrapped protectively around her as she cradles Nirashvi. The moment we step in, the air shifts, as if welcoming the new soul into our world.
“Welcome home, princess,” I whisper, brushing a kiss against my daughter’s forehead.
Niranya settles onto the couch, exhaustion clear in her posture. I kneel beside her, taking Nirashvi carefully in my arms. She’s so small, so delicate, and yet, she’s already the most powerful force in my life.
“Are you okay, Jaan?” I ask, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
She nods, leaning her head against my shoulder. “I’m more than okay. I’m... happy, Ash. Truly happy.”
I press a kiss to her temple. “Me too.”
As the evening settles in, I watch my wife and daughter in awe. Nirashvi is nestled in Niranya’s arms, her tiny breaths rhythmic, peaceful. It’s a sight I never thought I’d see, never imagined I’d have.
Later that night, as Niranya sleeps beside me, I hold Nirashvi in my arms, rocking her gently. The moonlight spills through the window, casting a silver glow over us.
“You’re my heart now, little one. You and your mother. My everything.”
Just then, I hear a soft murmur. “Ash?”
I turn to see Niranya awake, her gaze filled with warmth. “Hmm?”
She reaches for my hand, her fingers lacing through mine. “It still feels unreal… like a beautiful dream I don’t want to wake up from.”
I smile, brushing my thumb over her knuckles. “It’s not a dream, Jaan. This—us, our daughter—it’s real. And it’s ours.”
Her eyes glisten with emotion. “It’s just… when I think about everything we’ve been through, it feels like a miracle that we’re here now. You spent two centuries in darkness, cursed, alone… and now, look at you.” She glances down at Nirashvi, sleeping soundly between us. “A father. A husband. A man who broke free.”
I exhale softly, my thumb tracing slow circles on her hand. “No, Angel. I didn’t break free—you set me free. You were my boon, the light in my endless night. The moment you walked into my life, my fate changed. You didn’t just end my curse, Niranya… you gave me a reason to live again.”
She smiles, though I see the glimmer of emotion in her eyes. “And you gave me love when I didn’t know I needed it. You showed me that fate wasn’t always cruel… that sometimes, it brings two souls together to heal what was broken.”
I lift her hand to my lips, pressing a gentle kiss against her fingers. “And now, our love has given us something even greater—her.” My gaze softens as I look at Nirashvi. “She is proof that no matter how cursed my past was, my future is blessed.”
Niranya rests her head against my shoulder, her voice barely above a whisper. “She’s our miracle.”
I tighten my hold around them both, pressing a lingering kiss to her forehead. “Our miracle. Our forever.”
She looks up at me, a soft smile playing on her lips. “Our family.”
And as our little princess Nirashvi sleeps peacefully between us, I know—this is what I fought for, what I survived for. My curse is long gone, but what I gained in its place… is everything.
She pulled me from darkness, where I was lost.
A Boon in my life, no matter the cost.
In her love, I found my soul’s true light.
She healed my curse, and made everything right.
........THE END.......
And so, the journey of Niranya and Ashtram comes to an end. A cursed man who longed for freedom and the boon who was destined to break his chains—bound by fate, torn by pain, yet united by an unbreakable love.
Though their story reaches its final page, their love, entwined with obsession, will forever echo beyond time. For even curses fade, but a love like theirs remains—eternal, unyielding, and written in destiny.
~Author Tara~
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