Ain't it feels so grateful to sleep all night in the arms of the person you admire the most in this whole world. But wait. Do I admire him? Yes. Of Course I do.
Irritation grew inside of my body when I felt the warmth that was left a little, was fading away slowly from the comforter. These are my morning thoughts which make me stay in bed a little longer. But why does he have to wake up so early before me? He is a workaholic man, it's so obvious. Unlike me who clings to him 24/7. But isn't he my husband? Who will cling to him if I don't?
Forcing my body to get off the bed, I made my way to the bathroom for my morning routine.
Few minutes later.
As it was a holiday today, I decided to wear something comfy. I was going through my wardrobe while having a bathrobe on my body when something caught up in my memory. A comfy skirt that he gifted me with other things that day. How I can forget it.
I wore my skirt with a crop top. I decided to make two pigtails of my hair and tie them with black ribbon bows then made my way out of the bedroom.
To see my husband? Yes.
To show him the skirt he gifted me? No.
To show him my pigtails? No way.
But why am I acting and feeling like a teenage girl who is overexcited after wearing new clothes. Maybe I am thinking way too much. I was stepping down the stairs when I heard the sound of him and kiko.
Him and kiko? I frowned.
"You better stay away from her and most importantly don't touch her things." He whisper-growled at Kiko while Kiko barked at him.
He was glaring at him with his dark eyes.
What are they even doing?
"Kiko? Baby? Are you fine?" I spoke and picked him up in my arms.
"Why are you chiding him?" I asked him, a little anger was evident in my voice.
I know he does not like kiko but scolding my little baby is not good at all. He needs to learn some good manners.
"I am not scolding him, princess. Instead I am giving him a little warning." He stated in his deep voice not regretting a bit.
"For what?" I can't help but ask.
His eyes moved from my face down to my body and after a good minute his attention went to my pigtails.
Am I not looking good? Did he not like my pigtails on which I have spent a good half an hour.
What am I even thinking? It's just a hairstyle, every other girl does it. My mind returned back to its same place.
He did not say anything but took a few steps towards me, closing the gap between us.
"I'm sorry, princess." He uttered.
Aww. How I can forget that he is my gentleman.
"It's okay." I said and when I could not stop myself I tiptoed and wrapped my arms around his neck to give a peck on his cheek.
My lips met his cheek but before I could back off I felt his arms sneaking around my waist and I was in the air. My legs were hanging low while my hands were in the same place. My whole body was pressed against his hard one and his lips had already captured mine.
I never thought in my wildest dreams that I would be kissing someone while lifted in the air. His one arm was on my waist to hold me securely while his other hand moved from my waist to hips then on my butt, he caressed it with his palm and it did not stop there. He again moved his palm from my butt to the lower region of it while caressing every inch of my clothed skin and he lifted more of my weight in the air, now my face was over his handsome one.
His lips were moving in a rhythm that I have never heard before. So fast yet so intenseful. His tongue was roaming inside my mouth in a place that someone had never imagined to touch.
I was breathless but still I wanted more of it. Such a dirty girl I am.
"Fuck. Why so addictive, baby." He cursed under his breath and I did not know why but I felt something wiggling inside my stomach.
Is it butterflies in my stomach or something else because just a little bit of
closeness with him makes me nervous and at the same time it makes me feel so good. I know it's been so many days since we got married but the effect he has on my whole body is just the same as our wedding night. Maybe this effect of him has increased more and become intense.
We parted our lips when we heard Kiko's voice. Oh God. Kiko should have closed his eyes.
He put me down on my feet and kissed my forehead.
"Are we going somewhere, princess?" He asked, caressing my cheek with his thumb.
"No. Actually I need to search for the best food for Kiko. So I am going to the study room to do some research so that I can order it." I answered.
"Why are you not giving me enough attention since this little thing has come?" He uttered with narrowed eyes.
Oh God.
"It's not like that. Both of you have a completely different place in my life. And Kiko is such a small baby." I spoke.
"So? That means you will ignore your man." He asked.
"I am not ignoring you, my big baby." I coed him.
"I am not a baby." He growled, jerking my body against him.
My breasts were grazing against his hard chest.
"But you are acting like one." I stated, while playing with the button of his shirt.
His eyes hardened and in a husky voice he whispered.
"Really." He spoke and pressed his hard body against mine.
Something hard was pressing against my belly which must be his belt.
I tried to wiggle in his hold because I was getting the same feeling. The same feeling I get whenever he speaks so intimately while pressing his body with mine. I'm a hundred percent sure it's not the butterflies in my stomach which people talk about.
It is something else. I can't name it.
"What happened?" He asked, frowning his brows.
"I-I don't know." I opened my mouth.
"Can I go now?" I asked, looking in his dark orbs.
"Don't baby me again." He warned and loosened his grip. I fled as soon as he freed me.
ZAYNE'S POV
Fuck. I was about to get caught red handed by my wife.
This fucking little puppy was roaming around the living area with my wifey's underwear that was hanging on the back of him.
I have never touched her without her permission and he is running freely with her cute pink panty.
I took the panty from him hastily and slid it inside the pocket of my pants.
I warned him a little so that he would be careful next time he thought of doing something like this.
When I saw her disappearing inside the study room with Kiko, I sat down freely on the couch.
I pulled out that goddamn pink panty of hers out of my pocket. So soft just like her milky skin. I drew it closer to my lips and placed a soft peck on it when the smell hit my brain. I sniffed more of it.
Fucking drug.
I turned my head back to make sure no one was watching me.
I need to put it back in its place. So I made my way upstairs.
It's been more than 15 mins since she went inside that study room.
What's taking her so long?
When I got up, I saw the puppy coming out of the room. I took my steps towards the study room. I opened the door but the sight in front of me darkened my eyes.
She was busy on the MacBook while she was bent on my fucking table. And on top of that her little skirt that she had worn today was lifted up from behind, revealing her underwear and the side of her round naked butts.
I took a deep breath to calm the running dirty thoughts inside my horny mind.
She straightened when she noticed me and smiled at me.
My innocent princess.
I noticed I had been standing at the doorstep since then, so I took some steps and sat on my chair that was placed near her.
Although she has stopped wearing bangles but I will make sure she have them on while I fuck her.
"Can you please tell me which one is best for kiko?" She asked and again bent on the table.
I do not know what's best for Kiko but I'm one hundred and one percent sure what's best for her right now.
I stopped myself from saying this to her.
"Scroll down and look for something that starts with Q." I uttered. There was nothing that started with that letter and She got busy with it.
I leaned back on my chair and intentionally my gaze hit her back.
"I cannot find anything specific that starts with your given letter." She spoke.
"Scroll down baby. You will find it deeper."
What the fuck is leaving from my mouth.
I placed my left arm on the back of her knees and leaned my face near her.
"T-This one?" She stammered.
I smirked at the effect I had on her.
"No." I lied again.
My hand moved up from her knees to the back of her bare thighs. She sucked a deep breath and stopped what she was doing.
"Continue." I commanded and she obeyed.
I was getting hard.
My palm moved more upwards and now I was just an inch away from her clothed pussy.
I lick my lips.
"Did you find it?" I whispered.
"N-No." Her voice came out as a mere whisper.
"Search more." I spoke and slid my fingers between her legs but I did not touch her private area.
My fingers moved up and down, an inch away from her region while my thumb was stroking her exposed ass.
"I-I can c-can not find it." She trembled.
"Come here." I ordered.
I pat on my lap when she looked up at me with those ocean green eyes filled with an ocean of innocence.
I pulled back my fingers.
She put her round butts on my thigh.
"Why are your breaths so heavy and fast, princess?" I asked, already knowing the reason.
"I know you know the reason then why you are asking me." She spoke.
"No. How I could know, baby. Now tell me." I said, tugging her closer. Her legs were hanging low.
"I don't know but whenever you touch me I feel some unknown and weird sensations in my whole body." She answered, licking her lips that I haven't even captured yet.
"Does that mean I should stop touching you, princess? Hmm?" I pondered, making her straddle me.
First her pigtails and second her little skirt, both are ruining my mind with filthy thoughts.
"I want you to touch me the way you want to touch me." She purred, playing with the button of my shirt and staring in my eyes as if she was looking for something precious.
"The touch you are talking about can leave you shattered." I rasped, grabbing a fistful of her hair in my hand and tugged on them to pull her closer. The tug was not harmful but the grip was hard enough which resulted at parting her lips.
A gasp left her mouth at my sudden clasp on her hair.
The fucking pigtails which is vividly shining her innocence, is the only thing that is controlling me from taking her today on my fucking goadamn table.
I haven't treated her yet like I used to treat the women in my bed. I wonder what the fuck she has done to my heart, body and soul.
"I know you are strong enough to grasp each and every piece of me." She purred with a soft smile. And that was enough to make me lose my grip on her hair.
I was tripping over her. I knew it.
"You made them?" I asked, pointing to her pigtails. The new hairstyle she made today. My hand has already made its way to her hair.
"Yes." She responded with bright eyes.
My fingers were playing with her hair.
"D-Did you not like my pigtails?" She stuttered.
A smirk covered my lip.
"You made pigtails for me, sweetheart?" I asked back, closing the gap between us by pulling her closer.
She parted her lips to answer but nothing came out. Instead she moved her gaze to the left side to break eye contact.
NEXT DAY...
SIYA'S POV
College days are sometimes exhausting especially when you prefer your comfortable and peaceful home over anything. I was passing through the corridors of my college with Yashika when she spoke.
"You know Siya, last weekend I shifted to my new apartment." She uttered.
"You did not inform me this earlier and why so sudden?" I asked her.
"Nothing special. Mom used to get late for her school because of me but I didn't know dad would buy me an apartment." Yashika replied.
"That's so good." I smiled.
"Why don't you come over for a night in my house, siya? It's not so far from our college." She exclaimed with shiny eyes.
I too wanted to spend some free time with her but the thing is I can not sleep without him. Sometimes when he gets late for sleeping due to his office work, I wait until he comes.
But it's just for a night. I do not want to disappoint her.
"I think the upcoming weekend is best if you are free." I suggested.
"Okay. So done for this weekend." She rejoiced.
We were chitchatting when my phone vibrated in the pocket of my jeans.
"Hey, princess. I'm sorry already but I won't be able to pick you up today. I need to attend an important meeting right now. But if you want I can come to pick you up baby." He rasped.
"It's okay." I replied.
"My driver is waiting for you outside the college. A bodyguard is also with him for your safety." He uttered. I could hear the sound of his footsteps, telling me he was going for his meeting.
"But we never had a bodyguard when you came to pick me." I added, quietly.
"Because I'm capable of being your body-guard, princess." He emphasized on the word body, drawing a smile in my lips and I'm pretty sure he had his signature smirk on his dangerously handsome face.
"I wish I could be there to witness your blush." He teased me.
"Bye." I hung up before he could say anything before hearing him laughing through the phone.
After bidding goodbye to Yashika I hop inside the backseat of the car. The front seats of the car were occupied by two strong and muscular men.
A water bottle and some snacks were already placed where I was sitting.
My stomach growled loudly. Both of the men looked at me through the mirror.
"Would you like me to get you some food, Mrs. Rathore?" The man sitting on the passenger seat asked.
He must be hungry too. I thought.
.........
I decided to go to his office instead of home with many different types of dishes with me that I got from a nearby restaurant by the muscular man.
After stepping outside the car I made my way to his private elevator before entering the password. It took us more than half an hour to reach here.
I will surprise him. A naughty smile crept on my face thinking of his reaction.
What will he say? I thought.
"What are you doing here, princess?
Why didn't you inform me, baby?
I told you to go home"
I mimicked his voice inside my head, controlling my laugh.
Aaahh...
I'm so tired today. My body was aching. First the tiring college day. And now the weight on my body. My mobile was tucked inside the pocket of my jeans while my bag was on my shoulders, not to forget the food bags in both of my hands.
I should have listened to the muscular men when they offered me to help with my bags but silly me wanted to surprise him.
Elevator opened to his floor and I made my way to his office. The whole floor was so clear, reminding me that only specific people are allowed to enter here. I was in my own world when I heard some sounds coming from his office. I was about 20 steps away from the door of his office but the door was slightly opened revealing his hard and broad back.
I took some more steps when my gaze went on the other person.
Alice?
She had tears in her eyes. But why?
Her eyes roamed here and there. I wondered if she noticed me.
Chapter-20
SIYA'S POV
Alice?
She had tears in her eyes. But why?
Her eyes roamed here and there. I wondered if she noticed me.
"I'm sorry, Zayne." Alice uttered while crying so miserably.
"It's been 2 years. I had fucking feelings for you." He shouted and his right hand fingers passed through his hair.
I felt my vision blurred with hot tears. I did not interrupt them but I stood there. To listen to both of them. To force myself to trust what my ears were hearing.
But it was their past. Wasn't it? And I should respect that. What if I don't have any past like them, they have and I should be giving him his space.
It's the reality. Instead of living in delusion I should accept this.
But I can not imagine him with another woman that is not me.
"I can't live without you, Zayne. Please. Just divorce your wife and let's get married. I know you haven't accepted her as your wife. Let's start a new life." She rasped and took some steps near him. But before I could see anything further, he too stepped towards her, disappearing behind the door.
"Z-Zayne. P-Please." She cried out.
He spoke after a few seconds.
"Stop. Don't say a fucking word furthermore." He rasped.
"Aaahh.. Z-Zay-ne. Ummmm." Alice moaned.
What are they doing?
Isn't it the same sound that comes out of my mouth when he kisses me.
I can't believe my eyes. Everything fell apart in front of me.
My chest tightened. It was getting so hard to breathe here. My throat aches to cry but I suppressed my sobbing. I couldn't bring myself to see what was happening inside the office.
Destiny played its game here too. First my parents didn't accept me and now he, too, chose her over me.
Am I too bad to be in someone's life?
Perhaps I was born to cry.
The weight on my body was getting heavy every passing second. I wiped the painful tears with the back of my hand. Scolding my tears for flowing on my cheeks so effortlessly.
"Siya?" I heard a dim male voice behind me.
I was tired. So tired that I can't even hear a mere voice. My heart was heavy, not my body.
"Siya." I again heard the same voice.
I wiped the tears harshly from my eyes, making my vision clear and I realized that due to stepping backwards from his office, I have come a little far from the door of his office.
I turned and my eyes widened when I saw Anurag.
"A-Anurag?" I called.
"Where is your mind, Siya? And what are you doing here in the hallway?" He asked.
"I-I-." I couldn't bring myself to answer when he spoke again.
"Zayne is busy in a meeting." Anurag purred.
His name sounded so painful to my ears.
Oh, a very important meeting. I murmured in my mind.
"Wait in this room." He gestured towards his right.
I stepped inside the room.
"I'm going to tell him that you have come here." Anurag said when he was about to go. But I spoke.
"D-Don't tell him t-that I c-came." I uttered.
"Why?" He asked back.
"Please." I requested.
"Okay. But still he will himself get to know that you came here." He blurted and with that he stepped out.
That's the problem, he knows everything about me and I couldn't even know about his feelings.
Didn't he say he would never leave me?
I have no one with whom I can complain about him.
I was in my own world when the door opened revealing Alice.
"Siya? What are you doing here?" She spoke.
I placed the food bags on the table beside me and got up.
"Siya-." She uttered and before she could say anything further my anger took control over me.
"Don't say my name from your filthy mouth. You are so bad-." I cried out in pain.
She is so beautiful. Blonde hair, creamy legs and a good figure. Any man would want her.
I have never been jealous of anyone in my life but right now she is the only woman who is making me feel so insecure.
A loud sob escaped my lips.
If they had feelings for each other, why did he marry me then?
Alice tried to come near me.
"S-Stay a-away." I begged and wiped the stupid tears away from my cheeks.
"You are misunderstanding the situation, Siya." She purred.
"There is no misunderstanding. You both should get back together. It's all my fault." I retorted. My breaths were heavy due to sobbing and crying.
"It's not your fault, Siya." She uttered, stepping towards me.
"Let me just talk to him. He knows everything about me then he must know what I'm feeling right now and what's going on inside my heart." I shrieked and tried to take a step but she grasped my hand, making me halt.
"Honey, I can understand your situation. I was once in your place a few years ago and he is doing the same thing with you too." She spoke.
"What do you mean by the same thing?" I asked.
"N-Nothing." She stammered.
"Tell me." I forced her.
She lowered her head.
"Tell me what you were talking about." I rasped.
"He just wants your body, nothing else." She answered .
"What are you talking about? Are you in your right mind?" I snapped.
Whatever was going on right now doesn't mean I would question or doubt his intentions towards me.
"I knew you would not believe me but trust me Siya, I'm already used by him. He just uses a woman's body and when his needs are satisfied he throws them out." She uttered.
"Shut up. Don't say a word against him. He always asks me if I'm comfortable with him or with his touch. You don't know anything about him." I retorted.
"He calls you princess, doesn't he? I was once his princess too. Don't know how many girls he has given that nickname." She spoke after wiping her tears away.
"Ever since you got married, he has been calling me everyday. If you don't believe it, see this." She uttered and showed me her call history.
New hot tears beem out of my eyes when I saw so many incoming calls with his name, making me lose the last hope I had in my heart. It reminded me of why he was always so busy with his phone.
She scrolled her phone and spoke.
"Did you see? Most of them are morning calls." She uttered, making my breath hitch.
Morning calls?
Is this the reason why he woke up earlier before me? I thought.
No it's not true.
But he was talking to someone when I woke up that morning while I had a fever.
A loud and painful sob left my lips.
"Please don't tell him that I told you this. He will kill me. Please Siya." She purred.
"I DO NOT TRUST YOU." I yelled.
It's a nightmare. It's definitely a nightmare.
My chest was aching so badly. It was getting so hard to believe all this. I don't want to stay here anymore. I took large steps and ran away from that place. I stepped inside the elevator and reached the parking area where those muscle men were standing near the car.
"Mrs Ratho-" Before the driver could speak I uttered.
"Take me home." I rasped and stormed inside the car.
This is the reason why he did not come to pick me up. But why did he lie?
I was busy being a hopeless romantic that I didn't realize there was never a possibility of him and I. I was not made for him. Maybe he deserves someone better than me.
.....
I saw kiko roaming inside the living area when I reached home.
"Kiko." I cooed him.
He made some sounds when he saw me and ran into my arms.
"I'm sorry baby. I left you alone in this home. I am so sorry." I said, hugging him close to my chest.
He licked my cheeks.
My head was spinning and aching so badly.
I brought food for Kiko and made my way to the bedroom to have a shower. I put down my phone and bag on the bed and stepped inside the bathroom.
My vision blurred at the mere thought of him. The way he took care of me when I got a fever. His musky scent whenever he took me in his arms was hazing my mind.
Am I losing him? I thought and shed more tears at the mere thought of this.
I turned on the shower and stood naked under the shower.
Am I not beautiful enough? Is she the girl he wants in his life? I fell on my knees and cried my heart out.
I rub my palm against my heart that's pounding inside my chest so hurtful. The pain was unbearable.
Am I going to die?
I sobbed. My eyes were aching from inside.
Only God knows what he does to my heart.
I need him.
"Will he divorce me to marry her?" I whispered to myself.
Oh My God!! I sobbed.
My throat aches from continuously crying. I curled up in a ball against the glass wall. The cold water was falling on my body.
I will not cry anymore. I spoke in my mind and stepped outside the shower after washing my body.
I wrapped my body with my bathrobe over my black lingerie and sat on my bed. My body was feeling so heavy so I lay on bed and covered my body with a quilt. And turned on the air conditioner.
......
I was half asleep when I felt the bed sinking behind me. Something hard sneaked around my waist but I was too tired to lift my lashes. So I let the weight put over me.
A familiar musky fragrance hit my nostrils. I wanted to dive into this scent but I did not know the way. Or maybe the way was too dangerous for me.
Just before I could go back to my deep slumber I felt another firm thing sliding under my chest. The warmth and softness of the quilt kept me in half-sleep. I tried to turn my position but a stiff body pressed against my back. I could feel the rough fingers sliding my hair away from my cheek to the back of my ear and something soft but rough at the same time, just like rose petals pressed against the side of my neck.
"Princess?" I heard and my heart skipped a beat for a second.
Am I dreaming? A thought came in my mind.
My eyes felt burning when the flashbacks of the afternoon came into my mind.
I will not shed tears this time. I decided.
Should I wake up from this dream? But I don't want to.
"Open your eyes." I heard him whisper against my neck and eyes lifted open.
I turned my head to my right side and saw him nuzzled in the crook of my neck. I did not speak and let him do whatever he was doing.
I glanced and saw his left hand on my breast that was sneaking under the side of my ribs while his right one was on my waist.
His legs came in contact with my bare legs, reminding me that I was sleeping in my bathrobe.
"Was my princess so tired that she forgot to change clothes? Hmm?" He uttered in his deep voice that sent vibrations to my back.
His fingers came in contact with my bathrobe curl under the quilt. His hold tightened. I closed my eyes.
Please don't do this because I know I will melt to his touch.
"I know you are awake. So answer me, my pretty princess." He purred against my neck and bit on my cheek.
Lies. All lies.
I am not pretty. I know that.
"Mmm.." He murmured, holding my waist with both of his hands, shifting our positions. Now I was laying on top of him. But before he could peek into my face I hid my face in his hard chest.
"I desperately want to see your face, baby?" He added and again changed our positions. This time he was hovering over me.
"You won't open your mouth. Right princess?" He said and disappeared inside the blanket.
My breath hitched when his rough fingers came in contact with my bare thighs.
I heard him laughing that sent chills to my soul. But before I could respond I felt his lips on my naked thigh just under the hem of my bathrobe. His lips started moving on that specific spot where he just kissed, sucking over my skin.
"Ahhh...." A cry left my lips when he bit on my skin. Later he licked the area with his warm tongue.
His body moved and now he opened the curls of my bathrobe, making me bite my lower lip.
"Open your mouth and tell me to stop." He rasped but I did not respond.
"As your wish, princess." He muttered and opened the fabric over my stomach.
His fingers came in contact with the skin around my belly button. I stopped breathing.
"Breathe." He uttered while rubbing the pad of his thumb over my belly button. I huffed the controlled breath.
"I'm gonna suck your belly. You can tell me to stop, princess." He stated and after a good half minute his lips landed by the side of my navel.
I tightly held the quilt in my palms.
He licked the area with his warm and the only soft part of his body, tongue. He gave a long lick and nibble on the area. His movements turned faster and now he was sucking my skin. I could hear the sounds he was making while eating my belly. I closed my eyes, feeling his mouth over my belly.
"Don't close your eyes." He warned me and I wondered how he knew so much about me. The things that no one tried to know he was exploring them in me.
He knows everything about me yet I couldn't notice his feelings.
"Aaahh.." I cried when he nibbled harshly on my skin with his teeth.
My stomach growled.
"Seems like your stomach likes me more than you do." He laughed and at last he gave a long smooch over it before hovering over me once again.
Our eyes meet. He frowned. But why?
Why is he so worried for me when I mean nothing to him? When
The same handsome face that he manipulated me with, was staring right into my soul.
"Who brought tears to your beautiful eyes?" He rasped and cupped my cheek with his huge palm.
I gulped and a long stride of tears left my eyes without my permission.
Stupid deceiving tears.
His eyes were dark, indicating he was angry. But I don't fear him. His eyes moved to my tears and he wiped them away before speaking.
"I want the answer, princess." He demanded but I was not the fool he was thinking of me.
"Don't call me by that nickname." I uttered, my voice came out hoarse.
"Who made you cry, baby?" He asked again but this time his voice was filled with softness.
Hearing him, my eyes shed more water.
"I fucking swear to everything that exists in this world, I will kill that person. Just name it." He cursed and his grip on my waist tightened.
"Will you kill yourself?" I snapped. And the mere thought of saying this to him, made my eyes watered.
"Princess." He whispered and kissed my forehead.
"Do you call all your girls Princess?" I sobbed.
His dark orbs frowned.
"All of my girls?" He spoke while rubbing his thumb on my belly button.
"Yes. You have so many girls and I'm one of them." I uttered and more tears slipped out of her eyes without my will.
A loud sob escaped my lips when he did not speak anything.
"I think you had a bad dream. But let me clear it for you. You Are My Only Woman." He stressed on each word.
"It's you or no one for me." He stated.
"You can cry in my arms but first let's eat something. I have brought your favorite dishes." He spoke before getting off me and stood near the bed.
I was sobbing while looking at him the whole time.
"I-I am n-not hung-ry." I cried.
"But I am starving." He spoke.
"Come here." He commanded.
I shook my head in no.
He leaned his body and engulfed me in his arms. Wrapping my hands around his neck I hid my face in his hard chest.
Such an irony that I wanted to be healed by the same person with whom I had so many complaints.
He walked downstairs with me in his arms.
I peeked through his shoulders to see Kiko who was sleeping comfortably on the couch.
Kiko.
He was stepping towards the dining area and when he reached there he sat on the chair with me in his lap. He pulled another chair beside him and placed my feet over it.
He was huge unlike me.
My eyes widened when I glanced at the dining table that was full with covered food.
Before I could speak anything he tied my bathrobe curls and tugged my hair flicks behind my ear before giving a peck on my lips.
"A-Are you tired of m-me?" I asked looking in his eyes.
"I don't get tired of the things I admire the most." He answered and served the food on a plate.
All of my favorites.
He made a morsel with his hand and brought it near my mouth.
"Open your pretty mouth." He uttered.
"Aren't y-you hungry?" I asked him.
"Finish your food then I will answer." He spoke and brought the morsel nearer to my lips.
He shoved it inside my mouth when I parted my lips.
This is not how things should end. He will have to answer my questions next morning.
Chapter-21
मैंकभीभूलूँगानातुझे, चाहेतूमुझकोदेनाभुला
आदतोंजैसीहैतूमेरी, आदतेंकैसेभूलूँभला?...
सौदायेवादोंकाहै, यादों, इरादोंकाहै
ले-लेतूवादे, चाहेतूतोमुकरभीले
सौदाइशारोंकाहै, चाहतकेमारोंकाहै
ले-लेइशारेमेरे, इनकाअसरभीले
सीधेसादे..
By JAVED ALI (Saude Baazi)
Oh, it's a need, it's a need
I would go anywhere that you lead... I am hopeless, breathless, burning slow
Touch me, hold me, tell me; I won't let you go
I won't leave, it's a need~
By taylor swift
(NEED- unreleased version)
SIYA'S POV
What is life?
A simple answer.
When things don't work the way you planned is life.
I should have learned my place in his life. Why would he marry me? Of course because he must be forced into this forced marriage like me.
But why did he pretend all the damn time that he cares for me. His every little move grew a hope in my heart.
It is so scary how well people pretend.
I, too, was forced into this marriage but now I do not need anyone except him. I just want him and him only. The whole world can go to hell the other moment but I want him.
The irony is he does not need me. He wants that blonde girl who has big boobies unlike me. I looked at the reflection of myself in the mirror. Her boobies were bigger than mine while my boobies were round, soft and heavy.
My gaze roamed over my figure in the mirror. First time I was judging myself. I was wearing a magenta coloured cut sleeves kurti paired with designer bell bottom jeans. The kurti was well fitted on my breasts. My hair was tied in a loose side braid. The area between my eyebrows was anointed with red vermilion. I had my favorite rosy tint on my lips.
This was the 4th lip tint that I was using this month. Because he likes to suck my lips every other second when I'm near him. He stole my first kiss too.
I'm just 20 years old. So young that I don't even know how to handle a heartbreak.
I'm not his toy to play with.
"Let's stay at home today and play with each other."
I flinched at the sudden voice.
I saw him sneaking his strong arms around my waist through the mirror. My breaths quickened when he pressed his stiff chest against my back.
My eyes met with his black orbs through the mirror. He was dressed in his office attire. All black blazer with white shirt and black pants. He had his playful smile lingering on his lips and when I did not speak anything he tightened his hold around my waist and hid his handsome face in the crook of my neck.
(This is the position, they are standing in.)
I hissed when he bit on my skin with his teeth.
"You are looking so breathtaking, my princess. Hell, this piece of cloth is more blessed than me to have your body." He spoke against my neck. His face was still nuzzled in the crook of my neck so I couldn't see his face.
I sucked a breath when his hand slid under my kurti and he slowly rubbed his warm palm on my bare stomach. My gaze was fixed on our reflection in the mirror.
He just wants your body. Alice' words roamed inside my mind.
The whole night I was sticking to his body. Because I can not sleep without him.
"Are you still stuck on your 'ignore me' game?" He questioned and his fingers came in contact with the button of my jeans to play with.
I WILL NOT MELT.
I made up my mind and turned my face to the other side. When he did not hear the answer from me he looked up from my neck and his other hand that was over my kurti started to move up from the area between my breasts up to grasp my throat with his huge palm.
"I think you should inform me before you play this game so that..." He stopped and grabbed my jaw in his fingers and jerked my face backwards toward him then he spoke.
"So that I could be a part of your little game next time. Hmm princess?" He uttered while his thumb that was playing with the button of my jeans, slid inside my jeans.
My breath quickened.
His face was stiffened while his eyes were dark. BUT I AM NOT AFRAID OF HIM.
My cheeks burned when I realized in what position we were standing. His chest was hardly pressed against my back while one of his hands was under my kurti, not to mention he had his thumb inside my jeans and with the other hand he was grabbing my throat. His face was hovering over my face.
I tried to get out of his grip but it was useless.
"Fuck. I can not control anymore." He cursed under his breath and smudged the lipstick from my lower lip with the pad of his thumb.
He is going to kiss me.
"Open your mouth, my little princess." He commanded in his dark voice.
My eyes met with his dark orbs only to find out he was already looking at me.
"I love your eyes." He uttered while licking his lips.
Lies.
All lies.
Who would love someone's eyes? They are not that special.
I tightly held the hem of my kurti in my palms to control the tears.
A loud audible gasp left my lips when I felt one of his fingers sliding into my jeans and he took the advantage of my parted lips that he smashed his mouth on my opened one.
His thumb stretched out my lower lip while his tongue was sucking over my tongue. I felt my legs shaking but he tightened his grip around me to stop me from falling.
He spun me towards him, my hands landed on his chest while he secured me with his strong arms. He kept on torturing my lips.
I was breathless.
"Your eyes are an ocean. A fucking deep ocean. But your teary eyes kill me more than your ignorance, Princess." He spoke against my lips while staring into my eyes.
And I hate the thought of him with another woman.
"We...We are getting late." I muttered after taking back my hands from his chest.
He took a deep breath before removing his arms away from me.
"Fine." He murmured under his breath and took a step back.
Shameless of me was craving more of his warmth.
I was fiddling with my fingers, my eyes were fixed on his feet but I could feel his intense gaze burying a hole all over my body.
I turned around to get my college bag from the bed and then I walked out the bedroom. I could hear his footsteps following me.
"Let's have breakfast." He said when we reached downstairs.
"I'm not hungry." I answered and took steps further, leaving him behind, towards the elevator. And we both entered the lift.
My heart was thumping against my chest for talking to him like that and for ignoring him.
Oh. So today he will not ask me again for breakfast. He has changed too quickly for that blonde girl. Before he used to make me eat breakfast with his own hands and now he doesn't care about me. I won't talk to him.
When I reached the car as I was walking quicker than him, I opened the passenger door. My brows frowned when I looked at the seat.
FOOD?
"Your favorite baked sweet potatoes." I heard him speaking behind me. So I looked back only to witness his eyes already looking at me.
But I never tell him my favorites.
"Did you really think I would let my princess go without having breakfast? Hmm?" He spoke and pecked my jaw.
I felt my throat so dry that I couldn't form a word.
......
"You should have talked to him. At least let him know whatever you saw and whatever Alice told you." Yashika spoke.
We both were heading out of the college to the nearby restaurant. Because he messaged me saying....
"Hey, princess.
I am really sorry. I'm gonna be 20 minutes late because I have very important work to take care of. Till then you can spend some time with your bestie. I have booked a special section of the restaurant for the two of you. I promise I will make it up with you. We both will go shopping, will have fun with Kiko and last but not least we will find out the reason for your ignorance together at night 😉."
Butterflies are still dancing in my stomach. But I didn't reply. I left him on seen and now we are on our way to the restaurant.
"I couldn't talk to him. Because I was angry and sad at the same time. Plus I didn't have the guts to ask him if he wants me or his past love." I replied to Yashika.
"How do you know he loves her?" Yashika asked.
"I heard him saying he had feelings for her in the past." I spoke with a heavy heart.
"Having feelings for someone doesn't really mean he loves her. And come on Siya that was in the past. If he still loves her then he wouldn't have married you. He married you because he wanted you to be his wife." Yashika uttered.
"But what if he was forced in this marriage?" I muttered.
"Forced? And Zayne Rathore? I don't believe it! The way he smiles looking at you, O my freaking goodness! He only smiles when you are with him, otherwise he is a robot. My gut feeling says he is in love with you." She uttered and my heart came in my throat hearing her.
He is in love with me? No. No way. Every girl drools over him and he deserves a perfect girl. I am not that perfect girl.
AND HE IS NOT IN LOVE WITH ME!
Because if he had, he wouldn't have lied to me yesterday that he had a meeting.
We were about to enter the restaurant when my phone rang.
Unknown number?
"Hello?" I spoke, picking up the call.
"S-Siya? Plea...Please save me! He is gonna kill me." Alice wailed on the other side of the call.
"Who's going to kill you, Alice?" I asked while stepping towards a silent corner.
"Zayne! Remember I told you he will kill me if he gets to know that I told you about him and I." Alice spoke. Her breaths were fast and heavy.
"Yes-" Before I could speak anything she cut me off.
"Please Siya save my life. He will kill me today." She cried.
"At least tell me where you are." I exclaimed.
"I'm inside his private parking lot under his company premises. Please come fast." She addressed me with heavy breaths.
"I'm coming." I responded and hung up the call.
Oh God! How can he do this?
"Is everything fine?" Yashika asked.
"No. Nothing is fine. I need to go to his building premises." I spoke. I was afraid. Afraid what if—
No. No. No. He can't do that.
"I'm coming with you." She spoke.
We got a taxi and made our way to his office. I explained everything to Yashika on our way.
.....
When we reached there, the parking lot was locked but I knew the password. He told me one day.
My eyes widened when I heard the trembling voices of Alice. On top of that the sight that broke my heart and the last hope I had in my heart, was his actions.
Warm tears welled up in my eyes.
How-How can-?
So Alice was right.
HE IS HERE TO KILL HER!
His back was facing me. Every muscle on his body was tensed. A Gun was hanging in his right hand. Alice was standing in front of him to a nearby wall. Her face was red due to crying.
I couldn't step further but when he felt our presence he turned his face behind. For a second I was shocked seeing his face. A completely different face from the one he shows me.
Dark fury eyes that held no emotion. Furrowed eyebrows. An emotionless face. This is his real face.
But when he saw me his anger vanished.
He tried to take his footsteps towards me but I stopped him.
"D-Don't. Don't come near me. You are a monster." I cried out in pain. My lower lip started to wobble.
"Don't say that, princess." He spoke while taking steps towards me even when I refused him.
"Wh-Why do you always lie to me? Do I...I not matter to you e-even a little bit?" I yelped, my hands were shaking.
"Princess-" He whispered and the side he preferred to show me, had come back.
"Don't call me that. S-Stop pretending like I mean anything to you." I yelled at him.
"You mean everything to me." He purred in his dark tone and now he was standing about just three feet away from me along with his gun.
"Nooo.... Stop filling my h-heart with fake hopes. I-It's killing me." A painful loud sob left my lips.
"I-" He tried to speak but I cut him off.
He is wrong.
"You lied to me about your important work when the truth is you came here to kill her. How can you be this ruthless? Don't you care about someone's life? Are you that heartless? Are you unaware of the aftermath you will cause? She can be someone's whole life too. Do you think her parents can live happily after her death?" I fumed with anger without caring about the surroundings.
"I did not come here to kill her." He rasped.
Does he really think of me this fool?
"Do you not want me in your life any...anymore?" I asked, my throat ached from crying and yelling at him.
"I need yo-" He opened his mouth to lie again but I was fed up with his lies.
First time in my life anger was taking control over myself.
"Stop filling me with your fake hopes." I shouted at him.
"You have made me reach to a point where I feel like everything we had was just a pretense. A fake relationship." I ranted my heart out.
"Don't question our relationship." He groaned, his black eyes flicked pain and that was breaking my heart.
"Our relationship? It was a fake relationship!" I snapped before he could say anything.
His eyes that held pain now turned into anger. His jaw tightened and every muscle in his body tensed. For a second I was scared of him.
"The moments we spent, the intimacy we shared, was it all fake for you?" He asked taking a one more step towards me.
I couldn't answer this. Those moments started to play in my mind.
"Answer me, princess. Was it all fucking fake for you?" He yelled at me for the first time.
Warm tears again wet my cheeks.
"Yes." I answered breaking my heart and maybe his too because shocked flashed his face, hearing me.
His hand passed through his hair to calm himself. Every passing second his anger was scaring me. That gun in his hand was making it harder.
But my breath came to a halt when he hastily came near me and cupped my face with both of his palms. My eyes widened when I realized he was cupping my face along with the gun. The heavy and cold metal was pressed against my cheek.
"You are not in your right mind, Baby." He whispered and pecked the top of my nose.
"Y-You are s-scaring m-me." I sobbed.
He pulled back his hands and took a step back.
"I'm sorry." He apologised.
Before he could speak any further I ran away from there outside the parking lot. I heard him yelling my name but it was getting so hard to breath there. Yashika, too, came outside with me.
"Siya-" She spoke but I stopped her by hugging her.
She comforted me but she was not the person I needed comfort from.
I pulled myself back when I heard his voice.
"Come here. Let's go home." He stated.
"No." I remarked and took steps further but I stopped when I felt him following me.
"Peeche mat aana hamare. Kasam hai aapko hamari." I yelped.
"Yashika. Can I stay with you? I have no one except him and you." I begged in front of her.
"I'm always with you." She spoke and we left the area.
......
"What would you like to eat, Siya?" Yashika asked when we reached her apartment.
"I'm not hungry." I answered.
"First let's sit on this couch." She spoke and held my hand pulling me towards her couch.
"I did wrong, didn't I?" I uttered when we sat on the couch.
"If I tell you as a true friend you did wrong. You should have at least listen to him. Remember there are always two sides of coin." Yashika responded.
"But he went to kill her." I uttered.
"If he wanted to kill, he would have already done it. We took more than 25 minutes to reach there and on top of that you got his message one hour ago before the college dismissed. So how can you say he went to kill her. Hmm?" She acknowledged.
Oh God! I shouldn't have said those words. Regret occupied me when I realized my mistake. Why couldn't I run my mind? Am I that much dumb?
"Will he hate me now?" I asked her.
"No. He can never hate you. You are his princess." She teased me.
"Can I stay here tonight?" I asked her.
"You don't have to ask that." She uttered.
Chapter-22
जोदिखेनावोदर्दनहींक्या?
माहौलयेसर्दनहींक्या
आंसूंनादिखेआंखेंहैंकिसकी
जोरोताहैंवोमर्दनहींक्या?
येबतामुझेकेकौननहींरोता?
मैंहमारेकमरेमेंनहींसोता
लइटेंबंद TV on नहींहोता
मैंहूँ old school
मुझसे move on नहींहोता
क्याजानेवोकहाँगयी
पहलेभीलड़ेहैयेपहलीदफानहीं
परकभीऐसीहुयीवोखफानहीं
ग़लतीहैंमेरीवोबेवफानहीं....
ZAYNE'S POV
8:17 PM.
THREE HOURS TWENTY TWO MINUTES TWELVE SECONDS since she left.
Never thought someone's absence could kill me. Never thought one day I would hate my own home. For the past hour I was driving through the outskirts of the city just to calm my mind but calmness is hell away from me.
Fuck. Home reminds me of her warmth against my body.
"Peeche mat aana hamare. Kasam hai aapko hamari."
Her soft and hurtful words are still roaming inside my brain, killing me every fucking second.
If she hadn't said those words I wouldn't have let her move a step away from me. Even God wouldn't be able to stop me. I don't believe in all that kind of swearing stuff. Fuck. But if she does believe in this then I do too.
I let her go because she wanted to.
Pulling up my car aside, I closed my eyes, releasing a heavy sigh past my lips. My breaths were loud and heaving. The ache in my chest was growing every passing second. After fighting with my mind for a few minutes I turned my car to my house.
She left without even glancing back at me. Maybe I'm easy to leave.
I pulled up my car in my private parking lot when I reached my penthouse. Thank god we left Kiko to the dog training centers this morning. Opening the door of the penthouse, my eyes closed. Home is not home without her. Taking some steps forward, my lungs filled with the scent that was coming from every corner of the house. It still smells like her. Naive, comfy and strawberries.
She is so soft and sensitive.
Dropping my body on the couch, I rested my head on the backrest of the couch. Everything in my penthouse screams her presence. Even the couch I'm sitting on is her preference because the previous one was a little smaller in size than this white one. She said the previous couch is small for both of us to cuddle so I told her to order any other she wants.
She thinks I'm cheating on her. I should have talked out every fucking thing with her instead of kissing her every time she sit alone and judge herself. It's my fault she felt insecure. She is just twenty years old. I'm not. I should have acted with more maturity.
I haven't touched any woman from the last two years ever since I broke up with Alice. Because I didn't want to get into any sort of relationship. But ever since she stepped into my fucking life, I have started to love every single thing about her. The things I have never noticed in a girl. Be it her ocean eyes. Her eyes are enough to be my addiction.
I lay on the couch, my eyes were stuck on the ceiling. I tried to close my eyes to get some sleep but the word sleep was miles away from my mind. I didn't made my way to our room, knowing I will loose my fucking control if I step a foot inside the room. I'm sure the bed sheets are still tangled up from our last night cuddling.
The back of my eyes burned and I felt something unfamiliar moisture in my lashes.
Seconds passed, minutes passed, hours passed then night changed into dawn but the memories never faded.
NEXT DAY....
SIYA'S POV
Cold water was running over my body, washing the morning tiredness away from me. My breaths were becoming shallow and weak. I bit my lower lip between my teeth to restrain myself from shedding more water from my eyes. I have never felt these emotions before.
Everything is fine. I repeat in my mind to try to calm myself but nothing is fine without him. And here just his single thought flooded my orbs with tears. After washing the body wash from my body I stepped out under the shower to wear a bathrobe and then I walked out of the bathroom into the room.
I was about to ask Yashika for clothes when I saw a pink color see through saree with embroidered blouse, placed on the bed. A note was attached to it. That said,
"I just found this saree in my wardrobe and realized I had never worn it. I'm sure you will like it. I'm preparing breakfast for us. Wear it and come.♥️"
Before putting it on my body I decided to do a lil makeup and blow dry my hair then straighten my hair in loose curls.
Taking the bathrobe off my body I wore the blouse and shape wear but my gaze slid to the marks around my navel while I was setting the plates of my saree. And the flashbacks started to hit my brain cells with memories.
A knock on the door brought me back to reality, so I draped the saree before opening the door.
"Let's have breakfast Siya if you get ready. It's 11:30 am and I'm starving." She yelled on the other side of the door.
"Yes. I got ready. Don't shout." I spoke when I opened the door.
"Damn you are looking so hot and gorgeous, Siya. I'm one hundred percent sure Zayne can't resist you today. He will forget all his anger once he sees you." She uttered.
I tried to hide my belly button when she roamed her eyes from my face to down.
A red hue covered my face hearing her words.
The saree!!
"Come with me." She said and took my hand in her to drag me to the dining table.
Did he have dinner last night? We don't even have a cook.
We both sat on our chairs when I spoke.
"Yashika. Do you think he will come?" I asked, looking at her.
"Of course he will. Just have some patience and wait for him." She acknowledged while serving the food on my plate.
I trusted her words and waited for him to take me back home. I waited until it was late afternoon. I waited until afternoon changed into evening. I waited until the clouds in the sky turned dark gray. Waited until I sat near the window and watched the raindrops falling heavily but he did not come. He did not come to take me.
ZAYNE'S POV
The heavy rain drops were splattering on the glass window of my office room. The blue sky was hidden by dark smoky clouds and suddenly a loud clap of thunder boomed outside. The droplets slid down the windowpane, casting a mesmerizing pattern on the glass.
The only source of light in my office, the table lamp, was casting a soft glow in the room. I was slumped in my chair, one hand was resting on the armrest while with the other, I was swirling the paperweight in my hand. I was gazing at nothing in space, lost in my own world.
I dismissed all the meetings, the staff, everything. The whole building was empty. The patience inside me loosing every fucking second.
FUCK ALL OF THIS.
I grabbed my wagon car keys and walked out of the building to get her back. Even if she wants to come back or not.
I drove to her friend's house at high speed, cutting through the rain. Every second right now feels like an eternity.
I pulled up the car when I reached the house. Getting out of my car I was about to hit the bell but I realized she called me a heartless and ruthless monster, So by her nicknames I'm not a gentleman for sure.
The door was already opened.
These girls.
When I stepped inside the house, I found no one but I saw her friend, Yashika, coming out of the kitchen. Shock lingered on her face when she acknowledged my presence.
"There's a thing called a doorbell if you don't know." She rasped but I didn't come here to learn etiquette from her.
"Where is she?" I growled, checking out here and there.
"Who?" She smirked.
"You know who I'm talking about." I spat.
"Oh! Your princess." She rejoiced, earning a glare from me.
"Well you have to wait a little after all-" Before she could finish her speech I cut her off.
"Don't try to be her mother and call her here otherwise I have to take the matter in my hands." I commanded.
"You are threatening me and that in my own house." She responded with widened eyes.
"It's not even threatening but I guess you're gonna be somekind of unwanted pain." I uttered and made my way upstairs.
Opening the door of the first room, I stormed inside, checked out the bathroom too but she was not here. I walked out of the room when I didn't find her. I ran my hand through my hair, growing impatient.
I was making my steps downstairs when I heard the sound of another room's door opening and here my most beautiful view is standing on the doorstep, adorned in a saree. My heart started to beat more loudly and swiftly against my chest.
"So you are hiding here. Hmm?" I spoke and walked towards her in response to which she stepped backwards, matching my steps.
"W-Why.... Are you here?" She uttered.
Seriously princess these are the words you are holding back. I will go fucking crazy if she push me away this time.
A chuckle escaped my lips when I took more steps towards her. She and I stopped when the back of her legs touched the bed.
"Come here." I spoke in my deep voice.
"Why did you come now?" She uttered, her voice weak and inaudible.
"Don't test my patience and come here to me." I rasped. Fuck me if it scared her.
The dark clouds in the sky growled loudly outside and it started raining heavily.
She started to shake her head and before she could say no I stepped forward and picked her up in my arms and then made my way downstairs.
"Leave me." She whined in my arms, her eyes landed on her friend who was sitting on a couch, scrolling through her phone.
Her friend got up when she saw us. She tried to walk towards us when my glare halted her.
"Can you please put her down? She can walk. She is not a child." Her friend uttered, standing in the same position.
"You indeed want to adopt my wife. Don't you?" I uttered and made my way out of the house.
"Don't speak to my friend like that." The girl in my arms dictated.
"Put me down." She shouted when I did not respond.
"Leave me." She yelled.
I was making my way towards my car in the heavy rain. Water was flooding down on both of our bodies, making us soaked. Our clothes were wet. The night was dark but due to the outside lights of the house was reflecting on her body.
I glanced down at her only to find her red eyes. The drops of rain were flowing down her tears away from her eyes. She still thinks that she can hide these tears from me. My gaze slid from her face to her lips then on her breasts under her see through saree but my eyes narrowed when I saw some marks around her belly button. Hickeys.
Fuck. My marks were still adoring her belly.
"I don't want to go with you." She again opened her little mouth.
"Close your pretty mouth otherwise I know how to seal them in my ways." I commanded and by hearing my words a loud sob escaped her lips, making my chest ache.
I opened the door of the passenger seat of my car and put her down. After that I came to my side and slid down on my seat to start the engine. And drove to our home.
Her sobs were growing louder and when I couldn't control myself I pulled up the car aside the road.
"Did I hurt you?" I asked, tilting my body towards her.
She did not answer.
"I'm asking you something. Answer me." I shouted.
She flinched and shook her head in a no, adding fuel to my anger.
"Open your mouth and don't cry for fuck's sake." I fumed and punched on the steering wheel.
"Leave me alone." She yelled at me and shed more tears.
"If a single tear left from your eyes this time,I'm gonna fuck you so hard in this damn car until all you can think about is just me and my cock." I used the words for the first time with her.
She looked at me with widened doe eyes, not believing my words.
"Do you get it, Princess?" I said sternly while wiping her tears away from her cheeks.
"I-I'm so-sorry." She answered, sobbing hard. Her lower lip wobbled when she looked me in the eyes.
My gaze softened.
During the whole ride she cried, covering her mouth with her palms and wiped every single tear that left from her eyes.
"You are so bad." She cried when we reached our home.
"Open your seatbelt." I uttered, while sitting in my driver seat and when she didn't respond I stepped out of the car and reached to open her door.
"Are you disobeying me?" I asked and opened her seatbelt.
"Don't come near me." She rasped and I lost my fucking control.
I took her in my arms before stepping inside the lift. Some curse left my lips. The lift opened to the penthouse, revealing Kiko already waiting for us near the couch. He made sounds when he saw us.
"Leave me. Why are you so stubborn." She whined when she heard the sounds of Kiko.
Now I have become stubborn too, along with the monster nickname.
I stopped when we reached our bedroom and before she could name me anything I put her down on the bed. Hovering my body over her, I tilted my head when I saw Kiko entering the bedroom.
"You are so so bad." She cried under me and wiggled her body to get out of my hold. Her small fists landed on my chest.
"Is that so?" I spoke and held her wrists above her head in one of my palms.
"Ye-" before the words escaped her lips I sealed her lips with mine.
I sucked and then nibbled on her lower lip. A painful moan left her mouth. I opened my eyes when I saw a long glide of tears sliding from her closed eyes. Moving my lips from her lips to her neck, I sucked hard on her pulse point. She muffleled her moans but she moaned loudly when I nibbled on her same sensitive skin.
"S-Stop." She cried.
"Why? I'm a monster or do you think monsters worship the body?" I asked while biting on her neck.
"P-Please. It's hurting m-me." She sobbed and begged under me to stop me.
"Let it hurt until it doesn't hurt you, Princess." I grunted against her skin.
Her head tilted towards the door of our room.
"Kiko is watching us. Please stop." She whined.
Halting my actions, I glanced up to see her face. Regret filled up in every cell of my body.
"At least he should know how you are pushing his daddy away." I spoke and rubbed the pad of my thumb on her lower lip.
"I'm not pushing you away." She uttered in her soft voice.
I suppressed my chuckle hearing her statement.
"I see." I said and freed her wrists.
My eyes roamed from her face down to her neck then from her breasts to her waist. Both of her clothes were soaked in rain.
"Who brought you this saree?" I asked.
"Yashika gave me this." She answered.
Her breaths were even now but when I stared deep in her eyes she turned her face on the other side.
"Why did you not sleep last night? I asked. Her eyelids were red but some light dark circles were visible to me.
"I did." She lied.
"Little liar." I remarked and got off her body.
"You didn't sleep too. Why?" She muttered when I reached the doorway.
I glanced back but didn't respond.
Kiko jumped on the bed when I walked out of the room.
Chapter-23
मैंहूँबनचुकाजीनेकीएकवजह
इसबातकोख़ुदसेतूनाछुपा.....
तूहरलमहाथामुझसेजुड़ा
चाहेदूरथामैंयापासरहा~
(you can read while listening to the song. Just tap the play button and happily read.💖)
SIYA'S POV
I woke up with the same feeling as the one I slept with last night. Holding the comforter close to my chest, I snuggled more into the mattress. I didn't have a clue about what time it was right now but due to sleeping after midnight, my eyes craved more sleep.
That night he didn't come back, rather he slept in his study room. Yesterday went like the same day. I was all alone in the house and when it was dinner time, he arrived so ty belatedly and then we ate silently last night. He did not even glance at me which led me to shed tears in our bed I did not know for how long.
This week is the most destructive.
Pushing away the urge to stay on the mattress, I reached out to the nightstand for my phone only to get shock flashing over me when I saw the time. It was half past twelve in the midday.
I SLEPT THIS LONG!
After doing all my morning routine, I stepped downstairs into the lonely living room.
Her dress.
My heart sank deeper when the absence of Kiko hit me hard.
I was alone. All alone.
And this is how daylight slowly turned into sundown. And here I was standing in the kitchen, wondering what I should cook for dinner when I chose to make Paneer Bhurji for us which is my favorite.
I am confident he will like it.
By the time I finished cooking dinner, it was already 7:45 pm. Usually, he would come back before 8:00 pm and I was right when I saw him enter the living room while I was plating the food on the dining table.
Our eyes met. His eyes were emotionless, that's what I think while mine were like a small puppy who would stare at his owner.
His pace slowed down and that's when I noticed his body was stressed. The three-piece office attire made him look more attractive than he already was. His dark hair was messed up so unlike him, he must have ranked his long fingers through his hair a countless time. I thought of his poor PA who had endured his orders with anger issues.
He halted near the couch and dropped his haunches on it. He was tired. I can see and feel it. And before I could again go back to my imaginary world, I poured the water into a glass and walked towards him.
A long tiring sigh escaped his lips when he took the water glass from my hands and gulped in one go.
"Thank you." Words left his mouth before returning the water glass to me.
I was relieved to hear his voice but inside I felt like crying after hearing his words.
Thank You?
Is this all he has to say to me? It's been almost two days since we last talked and the first thing he has to say to me is thank you.
I wanted to apologize to him for saying harsh and hurtful words to him And for thinking wrong about him. I wanted to talk. However, looking at his exhausted body I halted myself.
"Dinner is ready." I uttered when he got up from the couch.
He nodded to my answer before he left upstairs to take a shower.
I miss his hugs, his kisses and the nickname he calls me by.
By the time I finished plating the food on the dining table, he had arrived in the dining area wearing a brown tee paired with off-white trousers. I served food for both of us after he took his seat and I took mine.
"Did you like it?" I questioned in the middle of our dinner, making him cease from taking another morsel.
"Hmm." He glanced at me before answering me.
I didn't feel like eating anymore. The back of my eyes burned when I memorized those days of us when he used to feed me with his hands every night whenever I refused to eat anymore. I miss everything.
It's like I was physically present here but mentally I was still seeking happiness in the past. Ironically most of the people are still living in the past because they couldn't move forward. They still believe in changing everything in hindsight. Including me.
I feel it today that I need him in my life just like I need oxygen to breathe.
I am getting addicted to him?
Still wondering in my thoughts I did not realize when his hand moved near my mouth and my eyes widened when I noticed a morsel in his hands in front of my mouth.
I looked up at him. His eyes were already boring mine.
"Eat." He demanded. And suddenly I felt I would do everything he would say. Even if jumping off a cliff.
Parting my lips I allowed him to feed me and I swear to the most sacred thing in this world, it was the most delicious morsel I've ever had. And while I was chewing on it, he ran the pad of his thumb over my lower lip only to suck the same thumb in his mouth later.
When we were done with our dinner, I came into the kitchen to do the dishes. It was around 9:30 PM when I got done with the kitchen work.
I moved to grab the coffee jar from the cupboard to make coffee for him but the jar was too far away or maybe the cupboard was too high. I tried again on my toes but it was impossible to reach my hand.
"Schedule it for tomorrow." I turned when I heard the voice.
He was coming towards me with long and slow strides, busy on his phone and his eyes were fixed on mine.
I stepped back when he took his step further towards me. My back got pressed with the kitchen slab behind me but he did not stop.
"I'm busy for the next two days. Cancel all the goddamn meetings." he rasped on the phone.
I moved my feet to the left to give him space but he moved the same with me. Therefore I moved right but he again copied my actions.
"I don't want any disruption tomorrow. Got it?" He growled on the phone.
I tried again to step on the other side but he stepped on the same side as me. He raised a brow at me, his phone was still pressed against his ear. To not cause any trouble I stood still.
"D-Do you need some-" Before I could say further he motioned his index finger to his lips, telling me to keep my mouth shut and then he raised his free hand on top of my head before he took a step closer to me.
His musky cologne hit my senses. I missed this. All of him. Everything about him.
"I have my specific choice of design." He spoke and in a blink of an eye, the coffee jar was in his hands.
I grabbed it from his hands when he shifted it towards me.
"The design in my mind is more than perfect." He uttered from his side, his upper lip lifted up when he said this while looking at me.
"Investors can wait but my appointment cannot." He spoke and ran the back of his fingers on my cheek before he backed off and left the kitchen.
.....
12:15 am.
And sleep was distant from me. And why? Because I was desolate in our bedroom, curled up in the warm quilt while the cooling of the air conditioner kept the room cooler.
Still, waiting for him to come to our room from his study room, kept me up. Without wasting any other second, I sat straight up on the bed and pulled down the soft fabric of my night pyjamas that got lifted up due to lying down on the bed.
Stepping off the bed, I moved outside the room along with the soft quilt wrapped around me. While moving downstairs, I wondered if he was still occupied with his laptop or if he was sleeping on that big couch. The same couch that he bought for me because I used to drift off to sleep while studying.
That couch has become his new wife now.
I slowly opened the door of the study room and peeked inside only to see darkness. A cold chill ran down my spine from the cooling of the A/c inside the room. The only light that was glowing inside was his table lamp in the corner of the room.
So he is busy in his dreams.
Stepping on my toes, I strode where he was sleeping with his back facing me. Considering the light blanket he had covered himself with, must not be enough to keep him warm, I slowly pulled away his blanket from his body and lay beside him before covering both of us with the quilt that I carried here with me.
I waited for some minutes and when I confirmed that he had not woken up, I sneaked my arm around his torso and cuddled with his back.
Please forgive me. I uttered in my mind to not disturb his sleep.
He was strong. So strong. Muscle man with six packs. Even though I never saw them.
I was about to move my palm over his chest when he shifted in his place. I stilled for a second and closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep. Seconds passed but he didn't move. So I opened one of my eyes and then another, only to catch a glimpse of him in his deep slumber with closed eyes.
A small sigh escaped my lips.
Moving my palm towards his chest, I slowly shifted my body on top of him and put my cheek against his chest where his heart was beating with a rhythmic pace. Covering the quilt till my head, I snuggled more against him.
Ahhhhhhh. It's the best place in the world.
Sleep was slowly taking control of my mind but a smile made up my lips when I felt one of his arms sneaking over my back. And then his other hand rested over my head when I nestled my face in the crook of his neck.
"I'm sorry. So sorry." I whispered and his grip around me tightened.
A sound of hum reverberated against his chest.
Leaving a small peck over his neck where his pulse was throbbing, I closed my eyes and drifted to my deep slumber.
......
NEXT DAY.
ZAYNE'S POV-
"Mr. Rathore, they are asking for the meeting schedule." My P.A. asked me.
"Schedule the meeting at 5:00 pm, Ms Roy. " I informed her.
"But Sir-"
"We don't need them. They need us and inform the pilot that we'll be leaving for Italy instead of London," I commanded.
"That's alright, Mr. But I'm not sure if we will reach London on time." She advised me.
"The appointment is important for me." I insisted.
It's not like the appointment is not under my control but I did not call my private jet early in the morning for nothing. I need to wrap up both of my work prematurely so that I can reach home before tomorrow morning.
I have left my princess alone in the damn penthouse. Even though a hundred bodyguards of mine are keeping their eyes on the penthouse, there's no way I'm leaving her away from me 24/7 and that to a continent away.
The private jet landed over my private airline and I stepped inside along with my P.A. And bodyguards.
......
Fuck.
I did not think it would take so long to get my work done in Italy. And after rescinding the London meeting, I adjusted my blazer followed by my cufflinks and checked the time on my newest Jaeger-LeCoultre wristwatch.
Fucking Goddamn 2:30 pm.
"As the conference got rescinded by you, so we should leave for India, Mr. Rathore?" Mrs. Roy raised a question.
"Do you have any plans of wandering in Italy, Mrs. Roy." I teased.
"No- what-? We are leaving for India then." She stuttered and a small smile was made upon my face when I heard her stuttering.
Mrs. Roy, my P. A has been working for me for the last 4 years. Leaping in her early forties, she still has the stamina of an adult.
When I couldn't stop myself from thinking about my precious wife, I grabbed my phone and opened the app where I had access to the CCTV cameras of my penthouse. They were installed in every corner of our house except bathrooms. Only I have access to them.
When I couldn't find her, I thought she must be in the bathroom or something and I was right when she stepped out of the bathroom wearing a short dress. She moved towards her vanity area, unwrapped the towel from her hair and dried her soft hair. When she was done, she put her head down on the table.
I fucking know she must be shedding tears.
Pulling her head up from the table she wiped those tears with the back of her hand and started applying her lipstick. A nude pink juicy lip tint. Leaving her long strands open, she moved downstairs.
A drop of tear fell from her eyes when stepped inside the study room. She took steps and lay on the couch where we both slept together last night.
"You are so bad." Her cries muffled in between her sobs.
Yes, I'm so fucking bad for leaving you alone early in the morning but I needed to finish some business, Baby.
I was busy watching her when my other phone rang.
Anurag.
"Hello."
"Are you done with the meeting.?" he questioned.
Why the fuck everyone is obsessed with my meetings today?
"Hmm."
"The investors will ask for the presentation and I can not find the pen drive here. The meeting will start in an hour." He spoke.
"Oh yeah. Yesterday your Pendrive got exchanged with mine. It's on my study table. Don't worry the meeting will go smoothly." I assured him.
"Siya is at home?" He asked.
"Yeah. Why?" I asked back.
"If she can come down the penthouse with the pendri-" before he could finish I interrupted.
"No. She is not fine." I uttered.
"Okay. So I will be heading out of the office to grab that pen drive." He spoke and I hung up the phone.
A sound of notification vibrated on my phone just when I was about to turn off my phone. The corner of my mouth lifted up when I saw the owner of the notification.
A message with an angry emoji.
"I want to eat ramen😡. And before you say we already have them let me be clear I want to eat other than those ones."
"As you wish." I replied back.
Without any delay I rang my phone to Anurag.
"Are you on your way to the penthouse?" I asked even though I knew it.
"Yes," he spoke.
"Can you bring some ramen with different flavors to the penthouse?" I asked him.
He laughed and I was so fucking sure he had his smirk on. I waited till he spoke.
"How many do you want me to bring for her?" he asked.
"Take all you see along with some smoothies." I uttered.
"Fine then." he spoke and hung up.
.....
"I'm sorry, For me you have come here." she spoke to Anurag.
"No, it's alright. I need a pen drive from his study room then I will take my leave." Anurag said before putting the bags on the couch.
"Oh. I'm coming back with your pen drive." she said and returned with it.
For a moment I was angry at myself for letting Anurag inside my penthouse. And it was because of her. The short dress that she had put on today, revealing her thighs. I trusted my best friend but I did not want anyone to see her like this. Including my best friend.
And then he left with his pen drive.
She cooked her ramen and enjoyed it while watching something on her laptop.
It's not like I was watching her activities like a creep but when I look at her, everything disappears around me except her.
......
"How much time will it take us?" I asked my P.A
"Just an hour, Mr. Rathore." she replied.
I opened my phone to check on her again. She was drinking her smoothie. But I noticed she had one already and it was her second.
She usually doesn't drink much.
Then she picked up her phone and my phone rang with her name shining on my phone screen. I picked up the call.
"Who is t-this speakingggg?" she stuttered.
"Who do you call?" I replied.
"I call my husbaaand." she spoke in her soft voice.
"It's your husband speaking, darling."
"Myy husband?"
"Yeah. Your husband."
"Buttt, he does nott call me darlling-"
"What does he call you?" I asked.
"He-He call me his princesssss-" She replied with a sad tone.
I find something strange with her behaviour.
"He left me alone." she sobbed on the other side of the phone.
"Princess." I spoke and hearing me she sobbed more.
"I'm just half an hour away from reaching home. Just wait a little. Hmm." I said and before she could say anything I hung up and called Anurag.
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