Before he drag her to the room he was stopped by Yamini in short she reached home and clutched her hand. With deadly eyes, he turned around and looked at her with his hooded eyes.
"Leave her. Why are you taking her"?
"As I said, to take her".
Saying that he continued to drag her to his room while she resisted her best to get away from her. Twisting her hand, pinning her foot to the ground, begging to leave her, gripping the staircase handle. She did all. In the end when she collapsed on the stairs to prevent him from dragging her but yet he dragged her this time by her forearm forcing her to get up on her legs and walk with him.
Though Yamini was ought to stop him from dragging her he paid no heed to them.
Once he dragged her to his room he gave one forceful push flying her to the front wall with her hands first on the wall saving her face from the brutal force. Her eyes widen and her heart shuddered when she heard a click sound which she could guess was a bolt of the door. Frantically she turned around with her eyes wide open and brows tensed as she kept herself glued to the wall afraid of him.
Still facing the door he tilted his head and glared at her with his hooded eyes over his shoulder and then turned around. Striding towards her in long strides he was reaching her and she started moving to her side sticking to the wall to escape from him. But in a matter of seconds he reached and pinned her body to the wall with his body and his hands gripped hers above her head. A pleading whimper left her mouth as her chin wobbled before she looked up at him while he peered down at her.
"P-please"?
She begged him.
"What please Sona"? (Sona-jewel)
He asked, his face so close to her that his breath fanning on her tear-stained face. He took both her hands into his one and his hand smoothly snaked to her waist from the free space of her saree.
A fearful sob left her mouth as her hands struggled to get out of his grip, her body arching with the struggle. Voluntarily he inched close causing her to shrink back to avoid touching their chest. A smirk played on his lips funding her avoiding his touch.
Oh. Then he has a lot to do for she has to get accustomed to his touch as he has more further wrongdoings to do on her.
He has to strip every barrier before reaching her.
"P-please. Be away from me. W-what did I do"?
" You have no idea what you did to me, Sona".
(Sona - jewel (gold)).
He mused as he shook his head at her.
"For the last year you've been dancing in my mind. You are no less than Mohini".
(Mohini - a woman who tempts men with her beauty).
His hand from her waist reached to her cheeks as he squeezed them between his hands.
"You are being a fucking temptress".
He gritted out agitated for stopping himself this long. The wait was unbearable as he stopped himself from doing anything to her from the past weeks he entered this house. One sight at her. Just one fucking sight and she puts his body on fire. No dirty talking no sultry actions. Just one fucking hesitant flickering gaze and that's it. He could only imagine how divine it would be to touch her and claim her. There is this strong urge in him to touch her and feel her with his body. Do many sinful things just for one night and he can get rid of his feelings for her. He is damned to see her apex and enjoy it. Drink it and thrust it.
Every night it was fucking hard for him to stop himself from seeing her. Late at midnight though he warns himself not to approach her his legs with guilty pleasure carry him to her room. She is such a heavy sleeper that his steps are unheard and he would be watching her for hours sitting on the chair in a dark corner while she gets all her saree disheveled squirming in bed here and there and he watches that small glimpses of her skin though she covers much of her body. He hardly saw her belly button and he was so hard just by seeing it through the fabric. Sinful intentions entered his mind to dip his tongue in her navel and do sinful things.
It is torture for him just to see and not touch her. He was able to control himself for a few days but his patience busted when he saw her putting things in the cupboard and when her waist was exposed he couldn't control himself. He convinced himself that maybe a slight touch could strip some of his strong pull toward her. He didn't think much and did it impulsively but she slapped him. And anger seeped through his veins. He isn't a sane person. Let it be he is the wrong one but he neither apologizes nor takes the hit. He grew to this superior position and ought to take a slap? He isn't any more living in the past to take beatings and blames for his innocence or sins. He decided he will do what he likes and others are supposed to just bear it. Just bear it except for his family.
And that slap ignited him. And did he forget the kiss? Nah. That is where all his feelings are started. She bounded him to the loose end of her saree very tightly. And now he will tie her to him with chains.
"P-please. I didn't do anything. P-please leave me".
" Not until I fiIl my hunger ".
Saying that he slammed his lips on her fondling her lips brutally with his. Squeezing her cheeks more he entered his tongue in her mouth as he played his tongue in her. He swirled his tongue around hers as he tilted his head to have more access. His grip loosened on her hand and gripped her hair to angle her in a better position and his other hand gripped her waist tightly. Her hands started to push him throwing fists on his torso but it didn't disturb him at all.
Her struggles died down weakly as he was nowhere to give up and when he no more felt her punches he slowly parted away only to see her tear-stained face while she gulped a large amount of air. After taking two big gulps of air she got the strength to push him back and create some space as again her lips frowned down as she started to cry.
"Tch tch tch tch".
He tched while he put his two fingers under her chin and guided her up to look at him as he looked at her with fake pity.
"Itne se nahi ho pa raha hai? Aage se aur bahut kuch honey wale hai".
" Tayar rehna. Logon pe taras dikhane ka adat nahi hai muje. Khaas karke woh, joh Mera ankhon ko sabse sundar lately hai".
(Can't even bare my kiss. There is going to happen a lot in the future. Get prepared! I don't have a habit of showing mercy. Specifically, those, who fit in the definition of beauty in my eyes".
Saying that he caressed her hair as a sob tore from her lips before her hand slapped away his hand from her hair.
" Janwar ho tum".
(You are a monster).
She cried and his eyes darkened at her endearment as his hands fisted her hair and tugged them and her hand flew to loosed his hold on her hair.
"Janwar hu mai? Bade Dil se bhol rahe ho. Aur muje dil se bhole huye baton ko Nazar andaz karne ke adat nahi hai. Toh kyuna mai kudh ko thoda janwar sabit karlu. Kyun na thode janwar ka nishane bhi du".
(Monster? You are saying it so heartfully. And I don't have any habit of ignoring my heart's words. So why not prove myself a little monster as well? Why not give you some monster's claim as well).
Saying that he tilted her neck and planted his mouth on her and bit her sharply aas a shrilled scream erupted from her in horror and pain.
His teeth sank in as he sucked her skin as her hand tried to push him away. Her scream died down as she cried helplessly when he parted away and gazed at the mark. It was a brutal and deep mark. He bets it can stay at least a week. He adoringly gazed at her when she slumped back to the wall weeping with hiccups her body jolting with sobs.
His thumb gently wiped her tears as he spoke.
"Look. I proved to you my inner monster".
He said making her gape at him in disbelief as silent tears flowed out of her eyes while he looked at her with triumph.
" Y-you are--You are b-bas---
Her words didn't continue afraid of such actions being repeated. At the very time, he has to provoke her.
"Hmm? I am? I'm what. Just say it. I'll gladly prove it myself".
He said and she looked away with the momentary hiccups jolting her body. He eyed her for a while before taking a glass of water placed in the night stand and forwarding it to her and she denied it with a little shake of her head.
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