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I was walking as fast as I could.
"Areee at least listen to me, please?" he kept repeating the same words, but being deaf to his pleas, I ignored him and took out a jhumka from the cupboard.
"Biwi, please listen," I made my way towards the dressing table and stood in front of the mirror.
Once again disregarding him, I started to wear my jhumka.
Now, there was silence, but I could feel his gaze on me.
This morning's drama is unfolding because of the marks he left on my body last night.
And they aren't just any marks, they are dark reddish bruises, spread across my neck, stomach, chest, thighs, and well ahem ahem.
Due to these marks, I can't wear the saree I had chosen for Mahi and Reyansh's roka ceremony, which is today.
The saree is light weight from which the stomach marks will be visible.
I know this isn't any big thing, but just doing some kalesh too see how will he confront me.
Ofc I'm just a girl.
After wearing the jhumka, I decided to look back at him to see why he wasn't confronting me.
I gazed at him and said, "Won't you confront me?" I spoke innocently.
He simply stared at my face for a few seconds, and in the next moment, I found myself pinned between him and the dressing table.
I gulped, meeting his stern gaze.
Is he angry now?
"Will you listen to me now?" I nodded in agreement; I didn't have any other choice.
"You want to wear that saree?" Once again, I simply nodded.
"Then wear it, what's the problem?" he asked, seemingly like he's unaware of the reason.
"The problem is the marks you left that will be visible in that saree," I blurted out all at once.
"It's my duty biwi, I can't do anything about it" he said, shrugging off his shoulders.
Is he serious?
I glared at him.
"Stop glaring, I know I'm handsome and hot." Why is he slowly becoming me, self-obsessed?
"Shut up," I blurted out and was about to leave, but he stopped me by closing the distance between us. His face was just an inch away from mine.
"Don't be in a bad mood, biwi. What's in that saree? You look tempting in every attire you wear. even I would love to see you without clothes," the initial lines were fine, but the last word made my cheeks turn pink and hot.
I started to look in the other direction to stop blushing.
"What I was saying is, let the family enjoy the ceremony," he slowly wrapped his hand around my bare waist, entangled his hand in my waist chain, and whispered near my neck, "and we can recreate last night, even more than that. What do you say?" His cold hand made my body shiver.
I want too go downstairs like a girl not like a laalm laal tamatar.
"Patidev, we have to go. Let me get ready," he's already ready in the white kurta, and I can't deny how stunning he looks and how I'm struggling to look at him in that kurta. That's why my focus is solely on his face.
"As you say, but remember, I will be gentle and charming in everything with you, but don't expect gentleness in bed," his breath brushing against my skin, and his cold hand wandering on my bare waist.
I know I might seem like a maniac, but I loved this line.
"Moreover, it's your duty to do kalesh, mine is to turn that kakesh into an unforgettable night," he spoke directly, looking into my eyes with a smirk playing on his lips.
I gulped as his face moved towards my lips. I closed my eyes, anticipating what was to come next.
But when I didn't feel anything, I opened my eyes only to see him gazing at my face with that mischievous smile.
Glaring at him, I tried to go, but once again, I was pulled back.
I knew he would do this, that's why every time I attempted to leave, I knew he would pull me towards him.
Before I could comprehend anything, my bare back met the cold mirror as he placed me on the dressing table, scattering things on the ground.
Oh, my innocent bangles.
His hand encircled my waist, drawing me closer to him, and he pressed his lips against mine. It wasn't gentle.
He was going rough and was dominating the kiss, i tried to respond with a kiss, but I couldn't match his intensity, so I allowed him to take control.
The kiss grew more intense as he gripped my nape with one hand, pressing my lips firmly against his. His hold on my waist tightened, causing me to gasp, I was certain there would be imprints of his fingers.
He was proving his words of being wild.
My hands roamed his back as he kissed me passionately, his hand sliding from my nape to my arms before holding my hands and pinning them above my head.
One hand held both of my hands above my head, while the other slid down my waist, entwining his fingers with my waist chain, resulting in the sound of my waist chain breaking and falling to the floor.
He had broken almost half of my jewelry by now.
My saree was in disarray, and I swallowed hard as his hand moved from my waist towards my bosom.
He cupped one of my bosoms in his hand, fitting perfectly in his palm.
He squeezed it gently, but the kiss was anything but soft; butterflies were dancing in my stomach. A loud hiss escaped my mouth as he squeezed harder.
Seizing the moment, he slid his tongue into my mouth, exploring every corner after passionately kissing my lips for a few more minutes. Breaking the kiss, we rested our heads together, both of us breathing heavily.
"I tho-ught you were a ge-ntle man, since when did you bec-ome so rough," I managed to say between breaths.
"Since I tasted you," he whispered near my lips, eliciting a smile from me.
Our moment was interrupted by a knock on the door, "Bhai, bhabhi open the door," Siya's voice called out.
He gently put me down from the dressing table by my waist. I walked to the door and opened it to find Siya. "Bhabhi, I'm knocking for almost 10 minu-" she started but stopped mid-sentence.
"I was just getting ready," I said, earning a smirk from her.
"Yeah yeah, get ready fast and come downstairs quickly, don't start the session, okay," she said before running off.
Session?
How did she know? Hell Now she'll tease me for life.
I turned, closing the door behind me, and rushed to the mirror. My lipstick was smudged all over my lips, red fingerprints adorned my waist, and one of the hooks of my blouse was undone at the bottom. My saree was also a mess.
As I turned, I saw him sitting on the sofa, wiping off the lipstick from the corner of his lips with his thumb.
"What" he spoke innocently, after earning a stern glare from me.
"My saree" usually after trying for two three times I used too drape it but today in one time only I drapped the saree that too got messed up.
"Utar du" he questioned while walking too me.
"main aapka bhoot utar du" i spoke but he was still walking towards me, it's better to run from here if I want too attend the roka ceremony of my bestfreind.
I ran from there, before he could come near me, he chuckled.
My eyes were fixed on the stairs, waiting for her to come down. As she instructed me to go downstairs, mentioning she would return after wearing her saree properly.
My gaze shifted to Reyansh, a smile naturally forming on my lips as I observed his happiness. Memories flooded my mind, especially recalling the day of our roka six months ago. Back then, I was engulfed in a bad mood, questioning my life choices and the impact they would have on both of us.
Finally, I caught sight of her figure gracefully descending the stairs. It seemed fate, or perhaps her beloved Kanha Ji, had better plans in store. She gestured for me to join her where the ceremony was taking place. As I walked towards her, the next half-hour passed in a blur.
"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the dance performance," Amaira announced, holding the mic in her hands. "First up, the one and only queen and our bhabhi sa, with her partner, wohooo" dance with me?
"Not with you, husband," her voice echoed beside me. I turned, but no one was there. "Here," I looked down too her, height problem.
Confusion clouded my mind. If not with me, then who? I was supposed to be her partner. "What?" I questioned, hoping I had misunderstood.
"Yeah, not with you. I will dance with my devar," she declared, scanning the room for someone. Despite Reyansh sitting close by, she had someone else in mind. "It's Reyansh's roka, why would you dance with him?" I objected, perplexed.
"Not Reyansh, brother. I will dance," I turned to see Aarav, smirking as he held my shoulder. Anger simmered within me. "You will dance with him?" I inquired, turning back to her, only to find her already walking towards the dancing area.
"Byy bestfreind enjoy the dance, I hope till I come you won't be turned into ashes" he smirked and walked towards area.
My gaze turned too her, even she's looking so happy to dance with him, she didn't even informed me nor she asked me too be her partner.
Are you jealous??
Ofc I'm she's my biwi, I will only dance with her.
Before I could stop them, the music sound echoed in te background and light turned dim.
His gaze met with mine, he smirked while placing his hand on her waist and made her turn.
I know why he's doing all this.
Flashback
The phone ringed in the middle of the night, I opened my eyes and found her in my arms.
I picked up the call from the table "avyaan, avyaan I really need your help" it was aarav.
"Jaldi bhonk" I spoke in my husky voice.
"I just came from Goa, dad didn't know I was there i told him that I'm in europe for some meeting, but now he knows that I lied and he's standing outside the gate" he blabbered in one go.
Huh
"So what should I do" I spoke sleepily "yrr don't you know what you've to do call my dad and make some stories that I was with you there, how you used to do before" I huffed.
"Go inside aarav and bear the punishment" I spoke I know his dad is very strict.
"Avyaan yrr this is the last time" It's not the first time, he's calling me in the mid of night with some problem.
"Aarav go and die but let me sleep" I spoke and was about to cut the call "see if you won't help na then what will I do, then don't blame me for that"
"Beta do whatever you want" I spoke and ended the call.
Blackmailing me, huh!!
Flashback end.
I gritted my teeth, why they were dancing to such a lovey-dovey song. His hands were wrapped around hers, the sight piercing through me like a knife.
But how did he manage to persuade her to dance with him to a song like this?
As the music reached its end, relief washed over me, only to be replaced by another tune. I glanced at the man controlling the music, his movements synchronized with the rhythm.
I shot him a look filled with daggers, and as our eyes met, he abruptly stopped dancing, feigning ignorance of my presence.
With determined steps, I approached him swiftly, my hands tightly folded across my chest.
"Y-yes, sir," he stuttered nervously.
I gestured towards the music controls, signaling him to turn off the music and to refrain from playing inappropriate songs at a family function. He nodded in compliance, silencing the music.
Applause reverberated through the hall as she gracefully descended from the dance floor, a radiant smile adorning her lips.
I made my way to a nearby sofa and sank into it, feeling my heart plummet, a sense of despair engulfing me.
Aarav walked to me, with a mischievous smirk playing on his lips, engrossed in her phone she also walked towards me.
As she settled beside me, she inquired, "Did you tell them to turn off the music?" looking up from her phone.
"Forget about that, just sit," I urged her, motioning for her to take a seat next to me.
"Ishuu isn't-" before he could finish, I interjected, "her name is Ishika, my best friend." I hanged my hand around his shoulder.
"Alright, Ishika, do you smell something burning here?" he asked, glancing at her, I pocked my inner cheek with tongue.
"No, let me check," she began to rise when I gently held her waist, guiding her back to her seat, "Go see if something's burning or not," I instructed him.
"It's not burning, Avyaan is just feeling jealous, Ishuu- Ishika," he explained, and she let out a soft chuckle.
"Really, patidev, are you feeling jealous?" she asked so calmly, it's amazing, isn't it?
"Stop being jealous avyaan it was just a plan too see if you will get jealous or not" he spoke, I know beta what you tried too do, you just meet me.
It was the plan, really.
"Yeah just a small plan don't spoil your mood" she spoke.
"I will be back" aarav spoke and made his way towards the food counter.
"Tum to kamre mein milo mujhe" I spoke with a straight face, tightening my hold on her waist.
"Kamre mein kyun, dam hai to yaha kahiyee Jo kehna hai" she spoke with confidence, will see how your confidence will be seen.
"Kehna nahi karna hai or I swear itna besharam to ho hi gaya hu ki yaha bhi karlu main, kaho to shurwat karu"
She gulped.
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