Rooh was sitting on the couch reading book but her mind was somewhere else. She was waiting for her father to return back soon so she can leave for Russia to meet Sasha.
Sasha had already planned everything she will pick her up from the airport and then they will go to her apartment. She do not live with her parents so they both will be all alone in that apartment. Sasha had told her that the apartment she is living in is her aunt's apartment which she gave her until she completes her studies.She is a Physcology student according to what she has told Rooh. Rooh was also a little nervous that she is going to a whole different country and how will be here experience but nonetheless she was excited also because it was her first international trip and above that alone.She moved back her concentration on her dark romance book which she likes to read in her free time and she likes to crush on fictional characters which are morally grey men according to the books she reads. She loves to live in her delusional world to escape the cruel reality but also know to keep difference between delusional and real world.She sometimes like to vibe on the famous k-pop band Bts also. She is a very loving and chill girl and don't have much friends but only a best friend who is also on vacation right now. She only shares her things either with Sasha or her.Suddenly she got distracted by the loud car honk and she knew that it was none other than her father's car. She placed her book aside properly and ran down the stairs and straightly collided with her mother."Are aram se!" her mother whisper yelled at her.(Translation: Hey take it easy.)"Sorry mamma." she apologized and gave her a sheepish smile making her shook her head.(Translation: Sorry mother.)"Is ladki ka hum kya karein?" she said to herself.(Translation: What should we do with this girl?)Rooh stopped in front of her father's car. "Papa apne book kar di meri tickets?" she asked him eagerly.(Translation: Father did you booked my tickets?)"Haa beta kar di." her father said to her.(Translation: Yes child I have done it.)"Yayyyy!" she yelled happily and started jumping here and there like a kangaroo making her parents laugh out at her antics.They were happy for their daughter but deep inside they were scared also. She was still a teenager and they never sent her somewhere alone and it was about going to a different country. She told him that her friend woll come to pick her up from airport and then they will live in her apartment but they are parents and have to worry about their daughter."Par beta tumhe ek hafte me hi wapis ana hoga." her father interrupted I'm between making her to stop at her place.(Translation: But child you have to return back within a week.)"Thik hai papa ap tension mat lo." rooh said to her father reassuringly.(Translation: Okay father. You don't worry.)He nodded and went inside their home making Rooh to sprint back in the house behind them. She went to her room and immediately fetched her phone from the side table.She sat on the bed and immediately messaged Sasha informing of her arrival.:I'm coming tomorrow at 11:45 be there to pick me up.She placed her phone back knowing Sasha would be in her college at this time and started reading her book again.____Finally today was the day when she will be departuring to Russia and the whole house was in chaos. Rooh's mother was packing all the necessary things that can be needed in her journey and her father was ready to drop her at the airport.But unfortunately the news of her going to Russia reached to her relatives and as we all know how relatives are, they can't see someone being happy and that's what exactly happened with Rooh.Their relatives and specially some jealous aunt's were calling her father since morning and asking him that why he agreed to send her this far. Rooh was irritated by those aunts poking their nose in her business but decided not to say anything."Beta kya tum taiyyar ho?" her father asked to her.(Translation: Child are you ready?)"Haa papa mai taiyyar hu." Rooh replied to her father excitedly.(Translation: Yes father I'm ready.)"To fir chalo hum airport ke liye nikalte hain." her father said with a heavy heart. His heart was still in a little struggle to her go so far.(Translation: Then come we should leave for the airport.)Rooh ran upstairs and immediately brought her luggage bag down. Her father started placing them in the car trunk."Waha jake apna khayal rakhna aur khana time se khana." her mother said worried to her.(Translation: After reaching there take care of yourself and have your food on time.)Rooh smiled hearing her mother's concerned lace voice."Haa mai apna khayal rakhungi ap fikr na karo aur ap bhi apna khayal rakhna." she said to her mother assuringly.(Translation: Yes I will take care of myself you don't worry and you also take care of yourself.)"Aa jao beta chalne ka time ho gaya hai." her father called her from outside.(Translation: Come child it's time to go.)She gave her mother a last hug and went outside. After bidding goodbye to her mother she sat in the car.After 20 minutes of drive they reached to the airport and her father took her luggage out of the trunk."Yaha se mai sambhal loongi papa." she said to her father and took the bag in her hands.(Translation: From here I will handle father.)Her father nodded and with a heavy heart sat in his car and drove off. Rooh went inside the airport and completed all the formalities finally heading towards her flight.She sat down on her reserved window seat and plugged earphones in her ears. After sometime she felt sleepy so she closed her eyes and waited for the flight to reach Russia.Moscow, RussiaThe treadmill was running on a high speed and the man running on it was keep increasing it more and more and that's clear as day that his stamina is appreciable. His Greek body ready to be worshipped by any woman. Sweat was dripping down his forehead to his temple, travelling to his throat and cascading down from his adam apple flowing to the south and through his six packs abs disappearing in his waistband of shorts resting on his V line. His muscles flexing from the movements and heavy exercise and anyone can clearly tell how much time he spends in gym. His muscular body can easily attract anybody and make women's as, well as men's mouth water. He is a sight to see for people. His biceps appearing so strong and the veins popping out from his arms. He can be a whole meal for a horny or a needy woman but that's the misconception. He is the one who chooses women for himself not otherwise but as far as his actions shows he don't have any specific interest in women. He
Finally... The plane safely landed in Russia. Rooh breathed in relief because it was the first time of her travelling alone and above that an international flight. She was scared would be an understatement because she was terrified and all the bad possibilities keep coming in her mind. Like what if the plane crash down and she will never reach to Russia and what not. She came down from the flight and walked out of the airport searching for a familiar face in the crowd waiting there for their loved ones and family. A smile crept on her lips when she found that familiar face of her friend, Sasha. She ran towards her and engulfed into a bear hug, that's her way of showing love. "Finally we both met." Rooh said excitedly to Sasha. "Yes I was waiting to meet you for so long." Sasha exclaimed in excitement and happiness in her Russian accent. Rooh chuckled at her excitement and nodded her head in a yes. "Me too." she said to her and grabbed her bag which she dropped on the floor in t
"No!" Rooh denied to have dinner because she knew if she had it what can be happen to her. Sasha frowned at her sudden denial. She got suspicious of Rooh and Rooh also understand that her reply came so straightforward. "I-I mean I'm not hungry." Rooh tried to manipulate her words. "But why?" Sasha asked her. "I think I'm still feeling dizzy and not feeling like to eat." Rooh replied. "No Rooh you have to eat, if not you will be weak and feel more nauseous." Sasha tried to sound reasonable."But---" before Rooh can protest Sasha cutted her off. "No buts and ifs you are eating whether you like it or not." Sasha said and smiled at her. Rooh didn't have any other option other than to agree with Sasha but inside she was panicking, she can't eat that food. She started thinking of some way to dodge the upcoming problem for her. "Uh-uh Sasha!" Rooh called her out. Sasha peeked from the kitchen questionably. "Can I have shower first?" Rooh tried to sound composed. Sasha nodded her
Mikhail's pov:Phew... I released all my seeds on the bedsheet and got down from the bed. I zipped my pants up and buckled my belt. After fixing my shirt and coat properly I turned to the good for nothing excuse of a woman lying there on the bed. She was still undone because I don't care if she is done or not and this bitch here is laying on the bed gazing lustfully at me and fingering herself trying to reach her high and desperately tried to cum. Tsk pathetic. "Встань и исчезни из моих глаз, шлюха, прежде чем я вышвырну тебя из этой комнаты, голую!" I barked at her immediately making her collect her risque outfit and scurry out of the room. (Translation: Get up and disappear from my sight you whore before I throw you out of this room, naked!)I sat on the couch there and started chugging down the whiskey through my throat. I sighed. I came here to see some paperwork in one of my clubs but ended up railing that good for nothing whore.After having my carnal ways with her I reached
Rooh's pov:When I was running away from those criminals after bitting that man's hand who was holding me. I cringed inside. Ewww... But it's not even the time to think all about this so I ran with my all might. Then suddenly something happened and my mind went blank. It took me some time to process that I was laying on the cold concrete road and in front of me there was a car. Did I just got into an accident?! My whole body started aching. My feet were already in so much pain from running barefoot on the road. Slowly I sat up on the ground and felt some presence beside me. I snapped my eyes at the silhouette present in the dark and saw a tall manly figure who yelled something but I didn't understood his foreign language and suddenly he stopped at his place. I saw him fearfully because I didn't knew the true intentions of him towards me. Is he with those men? Or the rich man to whom they were going to sold me?I decided to ask for some help from him but before I can even open m
Rooh's pov:I sat inside the car of this handsome hero but he didn't started the car. I turned towards him confusingly. But he was looking forward. After few minutes of waiting for him to start the car I became impatient but he didn't started the car. What new trick is he playing now? "What happened?" I finally asked him. He turned towards me boringly. I'm already done with his attitude. I know he saved me but there's no need to rub it in my face."Don't you know some basic etiquettes. Wear seatbelt." he mockingly ordered me. Can I scratch his face?! I gave him a lip tight smile and tried to wear the seatbelt but it was not coming out. Good his things are just like her arrogance. I again tried to stretch it out but still it didn't came out. Fudge you seatbelt! As I was trying his scent hit my nostrils and I understood that he is close to me. His hand shot to the seatbelt and he easily stretched it out tucking it to my seat and sat back on his seat properly. "Breathe." he said w
Rooh's pov:Knock... Knock... Knock...I heard knocking at the door of the room I'm staying in. I immediately sprang up from my warm and comfortable bed thinking for much long time the person on the other side would be knocking and here I'm sleeping like a corpse. I jumped down from the bed and adjusted the hoodie properly. I combed my hair back weigh the help of my hands and opened the door peeking out of it. I saw a maid maybe in her late twenties standing there with some clothes in her hands. She scanned me head to toe making me uncomfortable . Is she judging me? "Yes?" I asked her trying to initiate a conversation with her so she can stop giving me those judgmental looks. She handed the clothes to me and huffed out. "Boss is waiting for you at the dining table to have breakfast. So be ready and come downstairs." she said more like commanded me. What does she thinks of herself Queen Elizabeth? Just a little politeness in her voice won't hurt her throat right? I gave her my
Mikhail's pov:Fuck! This was the first word escaped my lips when I saw this brown beauty in my hoodie. My hoodie was so huge in comparison to her lean figure and was reaching till her knees. She was not wearing anything beneath it adding fuel to fire of my desire towards her. My mind went numb. And your dick throbbed! The view infront of me made my day and a boner. My pants tightened. Seriously? Now I'm lusting over a teenage girl? I turned my head away and saw some of my men passing from there glancing at her hungrily.My jaw clenched watching the lust in their eyes for her. I gave them a cold look and they scurried away from there and this brown beauty here was standing oblivious to all of the situation. I feel rage inside me why the hell she decided to come out in these clothes? When I asked her about this she told me that my shorts are too huge for her waist which is pretty obvious. She is too small in comparison to me. I immediately call Amelia before she could argue with me
1 year later... "Liam?" a feminine voice called out in worry but there was not any clue of that little boy being called out. "Liam where are you baby?" the feminine voice called out but again there was no response making her more worried. "Where did this boy even went?" the feminine voice which belonged to none other than Rooh said to herself in concern. She was calling Liam for past fifteen minutes but the latter was no where to found. She was walking slowly out of the room and started descending down the stairs very slowly and carefully due to her swollen belly. She was nine months pregnant now and any time they would welcome a new member in their family. These nine months were too tough for the couple because of many new discoveries about the baby and her mood swings were terrible. All this time Mikhail was standing at his toes to run out of the mansion because she was being a ticking time bomb and he didn't want to feel her wrath on him. He was the one who suffered the most i
Rooh's pov:Butterfly kisses on my neck distracted my inner thoughts travelling up to my chin, my cheekbones, my brows then finally my lips kissing me with all his love, passion and heart. I almost scream for him to take me right here and writhing and moaning in his arms wanting to halt this sweet torture feeling his fingers slip out of my juicy womanhood in a wet pop once I did ride my orgasm out.Fluttering my eyes open to see baby blue eyes watching me intensely, a vulnerable look crossed my face as he saw me watching him making me want to shrink back seeing his huge body intimidate my little frame. For as long as I can remember, he always towered over me but now it seemed different. The look he gave me explained it all; ravenous.It's like the hunter watching his prey fidget tremendously knowing she will all but be eaten like the last course meal. I did not mind. That's all I need right now to be ravished, taken in an unruly carnal lust aroused by my own desires to be fulfilled an
Rooh's pov:I didn't feel any bad when he killed his own parents because they deserved it. Mikhail was intensely looking in my eyes making me gulp because I know what was coming now. The longing of four years was clearly visible in his baby blue eyes. The desperation and need was swirling in his eyes. I didn't even know where we reached to our room. He put me down and closed the door behind him. I moved my gaze and saw the room decorations all intense and romantic. Scented candles, flower petals were increasing the beauty of the room. But suddenly my gaze stopped at the bed's side table. I walked there and saw those flowers still there. The flowers of peony which I won for him four years ago by walking on the ashes. They were still there but they were not damaged or dried but looking as fresh as I won them just now.How? "I persevered them so they never dries." he said coming behind him and encircling his arms around my waist. "How could I let them dry when my Lyubov burned her fe
Rooh's pov:As soon as landed at the airport there were so many cars to pick us up. We sat inside the car which was in the middle and then I get to knock how much security Mikhail had increased after promising my father to protect me always. I was wearing a beautiful red Saree and Chura (bangles) gracing it with vermilion and nuptial chain shining on my neck. I was feeling so giddy knowing that I'm his wife. His only. When I moved my gaze I saw Mikhail already gazing at me intensely with his baby blue eyes making me startled. Liam was sleeping in his lap peacefully. I gestured with my eyes to look in front but he didn't averted his gaze away from me. "What?" I nervously chuckled and asked him confusion. He smiled genuinely, it was not any smirk but a beautiful smile gracing his lips. He shook his head at me. "Nothing." he said softly which made me blush I don't know why and I moved my eyes away from him. After half and hour we reached the mansion which was decorated with beautif
Rooh's pov:He kept walking closer to me more and more making me back away from him but stopped because of the gathbandhan (tied knot) between us. "Dur raho mujhse." I warned him showing my palm to him.(Translation: Stay away from me.)But he didn't stop and kept coming closer and closer making me turn around and ready to leave the room but he clutched my wrist an turned me around making me gasp loudly when I landed on his hard chest. He encircled his arm around my waist making me panic and I started struggling in his hold."Suno choro mujhe. Bas kyuki tum ab mere pati ho tum mujhe bina meri marzi ke choo nahi sakte." I said thrashing in his hold but he didn't say anything. (Translation: Listen leave me. Just because you are my husband now you can't touch me without my consent.)Is he mute or what?"Choro mujhe warna mai chillana shuru kar doongi doongi." I said ready to raise my voice but he placed his palm on my mouth making me voice muffled.(Translation: Leave me or I will star
Rooh's pov:I was again in that same situation and nostalgia hitting me hard. I was in front of the mirror clasped in bridal lehenga which was also blood red colour but not the previous one. Everything was same the room, the banquet hall, the bride, the situation and hopeless me. Today I was in tears too but this time I didn't have only one reason of being sad.There were many but the most important was I'm getting married to someone whom I don't even know but this time the difference was that I didn't even see and meet him. This time this is not even arranged but forced upon me. I was marrying to someone, I don't even know the name of. Tears were rolling down my eyes. Why can't I see happiness in my life ever? Every time, every time when everything starts to get fine and I become happy the tables turn and everything turns upside down. It's been two weeks to that hospital incident where Mikhail denied to marry me and that's the last time I have seen him.Flashback"I can't marry you
Rooh's pov:I took his hand in mine and played with his fingers. I don't know what will I do with out him because without him now I can't even imagine my life. That seperation of four years has taught me a lot about my feelings for him. As much as he needs me, I need him too more than that. I kissed the back of his palm and layed my head on the bed but then I saw Liam standing at the door step.I raised my head back and called him with gesture. He immediately walked towards me without making any noise. I took him in my lap and his gaze stuck to Mikhail's unconscious figure."Papa is sleeping right now." I told him softly so that he know, Mikhail is fine now."What happened to papa?" He asked me pointing at the drips attached to Mikhail's hand and the oxygen mask."Papa is little sick right now so doctors are treating him." I told him softly and my lips started to quiver thinking that scene again when he took that bullet."When will papa be fine?" He again asked me looking at me with h
Rooh's pov:We were in the ambulance and I was trying to keep his eyes open by talking to him but instead of replying to me he was just staring at me with his hooded eyes and a little smile playing on his lips. I squeezed his hand firmly which was in mine and he lifted his another hand to tuck the hair strands behind my ear with was coming at my face. More tears rolled down from my eyes and I sniffled. "Nothing is going to h-happen to you." I said to him not knowing if I was saying this to him or assuring myself. He didn't reply and his eyes started closing making me panicked and I tapped his cheeks. "Are you listening to me Mikhail. Keep your eyes open. Look at me, baby." I said rubbing his palm but he parted his lips to say something."I'm glad nothing happened to you or I how would I have lived?" he said caressing my cheeks making me speechlessness. Is he serious? In this serious moment why he have to be romantic? "And what a-about you? How will I live without you? YOU IDIOT!" a
Rooh's pov:I felt a sudden heaviness in my head and black in front of my eyes. My eyes felt very heavy but I tried to open them and slowly and slowly I opened my eyes finding myself in my house. Slowly and slowly my vision more cleared and saw myself tied on the chair. I moved my gaze and saw mother, father and Liam was also tied beside me. I started struggling to get free from the hold but of course it tightened more. Stupid Rooh you learned nothing from your past experiences! I prayed in my mind for Mikhail to come as soon as fast or I don't know what will happen to my family. I don't even know who did this and why? Aren't all the Mikhail's enemies dead? Or we are missing someone? I don't even know how exactly much they are! I tried to say something but my mouth was also taped. Wow just wow! Liam was continuously crying because of being scared but I was helplessly gazing at him. I didn't have any other option. I felt so helpless right now. He was crying and tears were flowing o