|Tears streamed down her eyes as she saw her dresses being burnt in the balcony. She felt anger rising in her as she watched the clothes burning and turning into ashes.
She felt his footsteps behind her.
"Come on. Get up".
He called out but she gave no response as she continued to stare blankly at her clothes. She heard him sigh as she felt his hands trying to lift up her blanket wrapped body when she scurried away from his hands. Nonetheless despite her struggle he lifted her up through her waist. She started to struggle in his grip.
"You're a monster".
"Watch your tongue before you get into another trouble".
"Why did you do that?? Why did you do that? Our contract was only to sleep. Why did you burn my clothes? Why"?
She demanded as she cried her eyes out. His brows scrunched into a little concern while the next second they vanished away.
"It was necessary. Moreover, you shall no longer be dressed in plain garments akin to that of a mourning widow,"
"That shouldn't concern you. This is not the contract. Such things aren't mentioned. You have no right to do that. I hate you a lot".
She vents out her anger at him while hearing the crickles of burning fire. He studied her tear streamed face as his hand propelled to rub her tears when she stepped back.
"Remember. If you are still looking for ways to humiliate me... I'm warning you. I'll commit suicide and leave your name in the letter to the p-----
"What did you say"? He seethed, stepping forward, causing her to step back in fear. There was silence for a second before he growled at her again and she shivered.
"I-I'll----".
"What did you say"? He seethed again.
"The hell you will die. Not until I'm alive''.
Saying that he turned and walked into his closet and then back to her as he throwed a shirt on her as she tried to catch it.
"Go take a bath and wear it. Now".
He ordered and turned away waiting for her to go. She saw his broad back expand and contradict as he was breathing heavily.
He is angry.
And that alone scared her. She put her legs on work as she walked to the bathroom concluding that it would be better if she is away from him when he is angry.
*****
With her legs folded she sat in a mermaid position on the sofa with her hairs open sprawled to her side. He sat by the table of his office room working on his files and system.
With her legs folded she leaned on the armrest playing with her fingers when he casted a glance at her. Her long hair were sprawled to the side, hiding her face from his view.
"Asha".
Her frame startled as she looked at him and gulped.
"Come here".
Her heart dropped to the pit of the stomach as she took a shallow breath. When her legs didn't move yet he snapped his eyes at her and that worked as she dropped her legs from the sofa. Faint sound of anklets echoed in the room as she walked to him fiddling with her fingers in nervousness.
Reaching to the side of his chair she let her gaze glued to the ground until he ordered her to look at him.
Reluctantly she looked at him with her fluttering lashes. Eye contact with him scares her. The darkness in his eyes always shines brighter and she fears if the darkness is to consume her.
He spread out his hand for her and she glanced at his palm and then at him unknown of what he was conveying.
"Your hand".
He said and reluctantly she put her delicate hand into his with a fear of he would crush her hand. He slowly pulled his chair a little back as he pulled her on his tigh smoothly.
Still with her hand in his he examined it, his eyes caressing the every curve and fragility of her fingers.
"Your hands are beautiful".
He husked as his thumb rubbed the center of her palm and brought them close to his mouth and began to bite the tip of her fingers. A current passed in her body as she shrunk her shoulders and tried to snatch her hand but he didn't let her and gripped her hand even more tightly and began to bite them one by one more sensually.
Her hands laid stiff in his hold along with her body on his. His kisses traveled further as now he started to peck her lips again and again as his fingers gripped her chin to angle her face convenient to him.
After what felt like enough he stopped kissing her and wound his arm around her waist and pulled her more into him as her hands flew to his shoulder to resist the air space touch between their chests.
"Shall we have another round again"?
He asked and her breath hitched as she stared blankly at his chest, now with uneven breathing.
"Hmm".
Her head shook lightly in denial, not meeting his eyes. She is afraid of them. Afraid everything of his.
"You aren't supposed to say no Aasha. And any response to my question from you should be only " yes sir". Got it? You are mine for two weeks".
He reminded her and jutted her chin up with his fingers to look into her eyes. Their eyes clashed. His eyes drank the reflection of her eyes. Pure innocence, cute, but a little dull. They are light brown in color. Few times he witnessed her eyes turning Hazel in daylight. More particularly in sunlight.
"Aren't you"?
He asked her again with a hint of dark look passed through his eyes daring her to deny him again. She gulped as her eyes studied his evident one's and dropped her head escaping from his grip. She reluctantly nodded in approval.
"Now. Unbuckle my pant".
Her wide eyes stared at him stunned with his order while the other second her wide eyes melted, requesting him not to make her do such things. He can do whatever he wants. But spare her from asking her to do things for him or to please him.
"Do it".
He ushered her again. And this time she chose to speak a little for herself.
"I-I--- Uncertainty flickered in her trying to choose the right words. This man who is forcing her to sit on him has a sensitive ego to get triggered by poor words that offend him.
"I-im.... you can do whatever you want to but. But please don't force me to do such things. Please don't force me to do anything sir. All I can do is lay silently for a week. After that I will leave".
Her last words shook as tears dropped down her eyes as humiliation burnt in her. This was the first time where hatred grew for herself. Not on him. She never had been one but now she sounded like a mistress. In one way or other way. She did sound like a slut and that butchered her heart as she shut her eyes tightly as involuntary tears gushed out from the corner of her eyes. She felt like broken. As if he broke her soul.
Just then she felt his fingers digging in her cheek as he turned her face to him.
"Are you sure about leaving me"?
He asked as she gave him an uncertain look before she nodded meekly.
"Really? Who knows. There are still two weeks left. And anything can change in this due time".
Fear gripped her. She always feared thinking what if he backs down from his
words, which he always does. He always plays dirty.
"W-what do you mean sir. Y-you promised me. You--we signed the contract".
He smirked at her with an evil glint in his eyes. He opened his mouth but before he spoke something his bluetooth spoke about an official's arrival. His smirk faded as a hint of dissatisfaction passed through his face before getting up from the chair. Pushing her back into his seat and said to her.
"Don't come out of this room. I'll come in a few minutes".
Saying that he took off the coat from the headrest of the chair and walked out of the room leaving her unanswered.
She stared at his back before shuffling away from the chair when her eyes fell on his mobile. Her eyes greedily looked at it as she wondered if she could open the phone and just delete her photos and get out of this injustice. The phone looked so tempting at that time. She stared at it for a few minutes before she chose to do the right thing for herself and she immediately grabbed the phone and started to try for a password.
She tried with his name first. But that was obviously an incorrect attempt. Later she tried with numbers to the side and tried different patterns when suddenly the door opened and startled. She looked up in horror to find him standing at the door still with his hand on the knob.
His eyes darted at the device in her hand and then up at her pale face. He sighed and stepped in and locked the door.
"So you opened it"?
He asked as she stayed silent. He stared at her for a few minutes before taking steps towards her only to find her repelling away from him. He stopped in his tracks and raised a brow at her.
"Are you trying to get away from me? With that device in your hand"?
He asked and she made no initiative to answer.
" Come on. Give it to me Asha".
He again stepped forward with his half stretched hand and she again stepped back with a denying nod to him.
He stopped in his tracks and snapped his eyes at her, his demeanor changed.
"Are you disobeying me Asha"?
He questioned. His voice, deep and dominant enough to send trickles of chills in her spine. So that. His question, which is a threat, could pass to her as a signal in the form of a question.
"I warned you several times by now Asha. Don't bring trouble for yourself. Like a good girl. Bring it to me".
He warned sternly like a teacher warning his student. This time about her own safety from him. His aura changed as his hand is still empty in the air as she hid that device behind her clutching tightly.
Swiftly she ran to the washroom of the room and his reflex rushed him to run behind her as he reached her within three huge steps but she already made it into the washroom and opened the lid of the toilet and ready to throw the phone in but he pulled her back with a tug and the phone fell on the floor.
A shriek left from her mouth as her back thumped with his torso. She immediately tried to get out of his hold but he gripped her tightly so that she could no longer move except her legs in the air trying to jump out of his hold.
Turning swiftly he pinned her front to the wall with his body behind hers and her body sandwiched between him and the wall. Her struggling hands were caught in a grip as he locked them behind her back as he snarled into her ear with close proximity.
"I told you. Warned you. Not to disobey me. Not to do something that angers me. Not to do something that would put you in danger from me. Didn't I"?
He reminded her about the warning and a protested whimper from her as tears began to jam at the corner of her eyes.
" Why? Why the fuck do you always disobey me. Fucking why"?
Her body covered in fear as he shouted at her as another mewl left from her mouth while turning her face away from him into the wall.
He pulled her away from the wall and began to drag her back into the office and threw her on the couch she sat a while ago. Her body fell back with her shirt riding up. Immediately sitting up she pulled the shirt down while he stared down at her angrily.
"You think you can solve your problem just by dumping that phone into the water? Do you? Then let me disclose this to you. I have your pictures in my pendrive as well. Just in case I may need it".
She looked at him shocked as the tear halted on her cheek.
"How can you do that?".
She asked him in both disbelief and anger written on her face. How much did he entitled to destroy her? To humiliate her. To the extent he kept those pictures in spare so that he couldn't loose a chance to give her pain. Why is he so determined to destroy her?
"As you can see. Sometimes victims don't be victims. They grow rebellious like you were a minute ago".
She glared at him with hatred as she grit her teeth at him.
Him who saw the spark of hatred in her eyes bent down to her and gripped her jaw as he seethed at her in warning.
"Shut it off. Shut off that spark in your eyes. Don't look at me with that look".
He warned. But his warning poured furry in her as she glared more into him, challenging him by doing the exact opposite. His jaw clenched as his eyes studied her eyes.
" Time to learn some lesson".
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