Princess

Agastya

The car came to the halt in front of my apartment. Finally, I heaved a relaxed sigh. "We have reached," I say and unlocked the car door and opened it. I stepped out of the car and started walking towards my home. Which was still decorated in all shimmery fairy lights and flowers.

I unlocked the door and stepped inside the home. At least, the insides look normal. My home is small with two rooms on the first floor and three on the ground. But it does have all the luxorious along with maroon mahogany furniture. "Our home is pretty". I gulped as I heard her sweet voice. Our home. About two years ago I saw the dream that one day I will have my own home with the woman I love. That will be ours.

And unfortunately, that dream came true today. Only this time I didn't want to share this home with her. If it wasn't for her mother who almost begged me to marry her daughter I would have never married the woman who broke me first.

I climbed the stairs and walked to my room. I pick out my night clothes from the closet and went into the bathroom and locked the door. This whole costume is suffocating me reminding me of what I have done.

I turn on the shower and closed my eyes as cold water run down my body. Calming my nerves in the summer of April.

Coming out of the bathroom, I heard the clinking sound of bangles. She is here. My wedding was not a dream, it was real. I look at my new bride standing on the doorstep, removing bangles from her dainty hands and throwing them on the bed. I gritted my teeth.

"Where is my room?" she asks. I scoffed, her room. Wasn't husband and wife supposed to sleep together?

I walked towards her and smirked as she gulped and fidgeted with the hem of her veil.

"Doesn't your mama tell you that husband and wife sleep together?" I ask. It's not like that I am interested in sharing my bed with her, but still I want to know her precious thoughts.

"Back at home, I had my own room, and from now on it's my home, I want my room here". She exclaimed. I rolled my eyes at her. Did she think that she would get everything here that she had at her dad's mansion?

"What if you have to sleep here, on this bed, with me, would that be an inconvenience to you, princess?" I bit my lower lip as I watched her gritting her teeth.

"I don't want to sleep with you".

My jaw clenched and I stepped closer to her, our bodies touched. I towered over her. Her words are blow to my gut, and my ego.

"Come again, Raina". I gritted out. Her leaf-like hazel green eyes clad with khol bored into mine, ferociously.

"I don't fucking want to sleep with you, Agastya. Is that hard to understand?"

I grab her jaw and dug my fingertips into her cheeks. Anger bubbled inside me like a molten lava. The vein in my head throbbed painfully. Did she just dare to say it on my face?

I peered into her eyes which brimmed with tears. I dug my fingertips in her cheeks more making those glossy red full lips to pout. Tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes. Her cheeks flushed. So fucking beautiful.

I bent down and pressed my lips on the crook of her swan-like neck. I inhaled the jasmine scent and bit on her delicately soft neck making her whimper.

I grab her wrist pushed them against her chest making those beautiful swells to pop out more. She has grown up as a woman. I peppered her neck with kisses. Desires swirled inside me. Those dark desires which I chained are now trying to unchained. The beast inside me wants to devour this she devil.

She writhes in my hold, I pressed my body more to her crushing her hands between us.

Her beautiful flesh was decorated with diamonds. Indicating that her daddy dearest would even let her bath in diamonds if she wants. She got everything she desired. She was born with a fucking golden spoon in her mouth. But she has to change if she wants to live here.

"You are hurting me, Agastya". She rasped. I left her neck with a sloppy pop. Red blush coated the spot of her neck. So fucking sensitive.

"And I am gonna hurt you more if you don't watch your fucking mouth". A loud sob escaped from her throat. Her chest rise and falls.

"This is my home, Raina. I am the boss here. You may be the princess of your home but here you have to earn to live, if not, then you have to live on my rules.

And, don't forget that we are married now. And as a husband, I have fucking rights on you. I can bend you and take you like a whore and you can't deny but serve me your duty. But you know what my mother raised me better, so I am not going to fucking rape you in the name of rights.

But, the next time when you open this big mouth of yours, makes sure it warps around my cock. Where it belongs."

I leave her jaw and saw the marks on her cheeks. Her face is red and wet with tears. Her lips trembled and her chin quivered. She looks at me with so much sadness that it made my own heart to beat fast.

I glared at her and ushered her out of my room. She doesn't want to sleep with me, so be it. "You can have any room in this house, but remember this room will never be yours. You will never set your foot inside my room. You don't want to be with me, fine by me." I gritted out venomous words. I know I am being harsh but she deserves it. I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed trying to calm my nerves.

"Agastya... I " I glared at her. Why does she have to be so fucking annoying? "Get lost from here, Raina. I have a job to do. I don't have time for your patheticness. And yeah, I like my breakfast at sharp seven. Don't forget, wife" .

I say and closed the door in her face.

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I fixed my tie and walked out of the room. I was already late. Today, I have an important meeting with the board of directors. I climbed down the stairs. There was dead silence in the house.

I clenched my jaw and walked toward the corner room and opened it slightly, only to find a little bundle sleeping on the bed. I strolled inside the room and stood near the bed. Her face was peeking out from the comforter.

Her tear-strained pink cheeks indicating that she cried a lot last night. My gaze fell on the asthma pump and dozen tablets on the nightstand. Guilt weighed upon my chest. I shouldn't have lost my temper. I sighed and walked out of the room and closed the door slowly.

I should have known better a princess who never even had to get a glass of water by herself. How could she just get up and make breakfast? That too for me. It is hopeless.

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I sipped on my warm tea. And a calm sensation ran through my body, relaxing me. Teas are magical. I glanced out of the glass window of my office. Droplets of rain slid on the window.

I close my eyes listening to old classic hits. Recalling the best memories of my life.

The cold droplets of monsoon rain pinched on my face as I stand under the rain in the loan. Capturing the most beautiful sight in my mind.

'Her white dress clung to her body like a second skin. Every beautiful curve of her body looked more clear through wet clothes which are now see-through. The flare of her short dress hikes up to her hips as she jumped and twirled. Her dewy skin glowed and got flushed red.

She likes to tease, she wears very short clothes and I like them. I know I am being a pervert, but you can't help and ogle at such a beauty like her.

"Raina, come inside you'll get sick". I shouted. She glances at me and her eyes widened and a goofy grin took over her face. She ran towards me. I gulped as I watched her sweet little body, and those sensual curves of her blossoming body swayed.

Fuck I am such a mess. Shivers ran down my spine as she took my hands in hers and drag me into the middle of the loan. "Raina, let's go inside, you will catch the fever, and your mother will scold me," I say. No matter how much I am enjoying this I can't jeopardize her health.

She shook her head and put her hands on my waist and started swaying her body. "Oh, c'mon sir, mama is not here. Let the girl enjoy her life." I gritted my teeth, she doesn't have to remind me that I am her teacher. And my thoughts for her are not holy. I sighed and tired to hold her hand, so that we can go inside.

I tried to move but a foot slipped and I fall on the ground on my back along with Raina on top of me. Her hands sprawled on my chest and wet locks stuck in front of her eyes.

I stared at her beautiful face and removed the strand of hairs away. Her alluring hazel-green orbs bored straight into mine. The pointed tip of her nose turned red so did her round cheeks. Involuntary my gaze traveled to her sensual lips. They parted and small gasps left from them.

They looked so red and juicy that I want nothing but to eat them the whole day. Sensing my gaze on her she leaned down and pressed those buttery lips on mine. Our lips just locked together sending warm currents into her bodies.

She pulls away and put her head on my chest and I also wrapped my arms around her and glided my hands up and down on her back. Savoring the heavenly moment.

"This was my first kiss" she says.

"This was my first kiss too"...

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That memory is still vivid in my mind. I still imagine those sinful lips at night.

I passed my high school at the age of fifteen and cleared the national medical exam at sixteen and at twenty-one, I get a degree of MBBS. And now I am the youngest surgeon in my unit. I know I am genius and there is no denying in it.

I met Raina for the first time when she was just seventeen and I was twenty-two. I still remember, her throwing tantrums in that short denim dress. Her father Dr. Mihir Aaron my mentor approached me to teach her daughter science and mathematics.

It was an attraction at first sight and then gradually turned into love and desires. I know we are only five years apart. But still, I was her tuition teacher and she was soon to be eighteen.

After that kiss in the rain, I thought she liked me and like a fool I confessed all my feelings to her. Only for her to crush them brutally.

Yes, I was upset that she turned me down but what crushed me and broke me was. When she came into a relationship with my brother who was ten years older than her.

And it is the most heartless thing to do to someone. And now even after marrying her which I have always wanted. I am not happy. She has chained my heart.

She has forced me to up my guard and I will not let her down my shield, just to kill it once again.