"I want my son.." Unbuttoning the first few buttons of his shirt, Vikram stomped into his home office.
A scowl was quick to appear on Meghna's face behind him. This was what she was dreading the most. She had to act fast. She was this close to becoming his wife and she couldn't lose him now.
"What if he isn't yours, Vikram? After she left you, she could have had him with anoth.."
"He. Is. Mine.." Turning around, he gritted through clenched teeth before Meghna could utter it completely. The anger was rolling off him in waves, making her heart pound unsteadily.
Meghna nodded as if quickly repenting over the spilled words from her mouth, "I am sorry. I shouldn't have said that. He's yours if you feel so.."
"It's not just me but anybody who sees us together would have no doubt about
