✧prologue✧
Third person pov
He was working in his office the whole day.
She didn't even call him or reply to his text.
He got to know that someone from his company is giving his company's confidential information to the rival company. He was investigating this matter when he realized that he's really late. He asked his best friends to leave for their respective homes and they did so.
He finally got to know that his most trusted man in the underworld is providing their information to his rivals.Then after half an hour he also winds up his work and leaves for Rajvansh mansion.
As soon as he entered his room his anger just flew away. His wife, The ethereal beauty.
His pov
I was hell angry that I was bringing up a traitor in my underworld business. Underworld businesses require lots of confidentiality.
But as soon as I stepped in my room, I was welcomed by the zesty floral scent intoxicating me. I was damn sure that it's my wife and here she's buckling her heels bending down.
As soon as she sensed someone's presence in the room she looked upward and my jaws dropped.
Fuck
She's looking so fuckable and mine.
She was wearing a long red satin gown with a slit on left till her thigh. Light makeup and red bold lipstick. Her straight hairs were kept open and curled from ends. In the name of jewelry she's wearing her gold chain which she always had on and her wedding ring. Her red high heels are working as a cherry on top.
Her beauty mesmerizes me every time I look at her. She's my peace, my home, my warmth that provides me with solace in this chaotic and unjust world.
Unknowingly, I was taking steps toward her and I am so close to her that she's just a few inches away from me.
My one hand grabbed her small waist and the other pinned her both hands above her head.
I could feel my muscles tighten seeing her helpless in front of me. I bend forward to whisper something…..
She was literally clenching her jaws but her racing heart and shivering body said otherwise.
It seems like she's trying really hard to not melt in my embrace but her body is reacting to my every touch.
“Sweetheart, you are driving me insane. You are making me feel weak.” I whispered in her ear caressing her back as I leaned myself over her. I can feel her legs weakening as my breath touches her body. I loosen my hold from her hands.
“I hate you for this. I hate myself for reacting this way to your mere touch.” She yelled at me while coming out of my hold. She was looking frustrated.
“Don't you dare to say anything about yourself. You.are.mine. You cannot just say anything and go away.” I calmly retorted back as I pulled her. Her back touches my front and fuck…. Just a mere touch by her can make me aroused. I leaned over her shoulder to kiss her mole on her collarbone. But before I could kiss her she composed herself and turned around and pushed me. She was silently crying or was holding back her tears for so long. She was shedding tears from her eyes which were falling directly on my heart.
“Don't.you.dare.to.touch.me.without.my.consent.”she said while sobbing and pressing each and every word which was piercing through my heart.
But wait,Why is she trembling and is she panicking? Does she think that I will force myself on her? Heck no.
She's sweating, taking deep breaths. Maybe she has mild panic attacks but even that is concerning me. I don't care what she thinks about me, right now what's more important is her health. She misunderstood me, that's why she said all that stuff.
I went near her, hugging her trembling body.
“Calm down, Meri jaan. You are the most important person in my life. I couldn't even think about doing something to you without your consent. You matter to me the most. It was just that I was teasing you by coming close to you because your body was responding to my every touch.” I said everything while tightening my hold on her waist as she was wriggling in my hold.
She knows that I don't lie, especially with her so she calms down and stops moving. She melts in my embrace and cries her heart out until she feels light and then closes her eyes.
I know that she loves me but her past, the hurt she gets by people rejecting her is not letting her believe me and my love for her.
But she will confess her love for me One day.
Samaira's pov
I was buckling my heels when I heard the creaking sound of the door knob. Why is he back early today? He comes back normally at 8 o'clock but if he gets late he will be back after 2 o'clock in morning. Why is he already here? I thought that I would leave and be back before his arrival.
He has done a PhD in surprising me by his unexpected arrivals.
Actually I wanted to spend some time alone and enjoy my own company.
After our wedding he didn't leave my side and always sticks to me. Till now he still hasn't confessed his love.
He entered the room and my heartbeat was racing. Did my heart participate in a marathon?
He was wearing grey trousers with white shirt whose upper two buttons were undone. The coat was open from front and his both hands tucked inside his pants pockets.
He's looking devilishly handsome. I was lost in admiring MY MAN.
Huhhh…...
‘MY MAN. What the fuck. I am literally out of my senses. I didn't even like him then how come he became my man.’ I thought to myself.
‘Babe. You love him. The care, the support, the efforts he's doing for you are making you fall in love with him.’ My mind retorted back.
I was so lost in my thoughts that I could not even realize that we are really close to each other. His one hand is clutching my waist whilst his other hand has pinned both of my hands above my head.
My legs were literally shivering, not just my legs but my whole body reacting to his mere touch.
I was clenching my jaws to control my reactions from his touches but it is also not working.
He leaned toward me and…
“Sweetheart, you are driving me insane. You are making me feel weak.” It was a whisper from him but his warm breaths and the caressing I was receiving at my back from him is neither helping instead worsening my situation. As his hold loosened I retorted back angrily,“I hate you for this. I hate myself for reacting this way to your mere touch.” And was about to leave when he pulled me by my arm and replied, calming his demeanour,“Don't you dare to say anything about yourself. You.are.mine. You cannot just say anything and go away.”
Saying this he was about to kiss the mole on my collarbone when I pushed him and yelled at him pressing each and every word,
“Don't.you.dare.to.touch.me.without.my.consent”
How could he do this to me? He didn't even care for my consent. He was about to kiss me without even thinking about whether I am comfortable with it or not. His earlier actions showed that he loves me, cares for me, respects me but now….
Why the hell am I panicking? I suffer from mild panic attacks which are not often but no, don't come in this situation.No. No. No.
Not now. Control yourself. You should not weaken in this situation. I was taking deep breaths to calm my racing heart. When I heard his voice filled with concern, he hugged my sweaty, trembling body and tried to calm me down.
“Calm down, Meri jaan. You are the most important person in my life. I couldn't even think about doing something to you without your consent. You matter to me the most. It was just that I was teasing you by coming close to you because your body was responding to my every touch.” He explained to me that maybe he got to know what I was thinking. And his latter statement shocks me.
Is it that obvious? Was my reaction that obvious that he understood it?
I was sobbing and when he explained his point, I just cried my heart out. After my crying session, I closed my eyes to feel his heartbeat. It was making me feel at peace.
It's not that I cry on each and every other bad word or thing but it's just his affection, his love that made me cry. I didn't expect all this atleast from him.
Am I that important to him that he cares to explain things to me?
Did he really love me?
Was all that he said true?
Till now everyone, even my family, doesn't love me, but him… he loves me even though I don't reciprocate the same feeling?
I love him a lot but was just scared to lose him as I would lose everything which I love.
