"Drink it, Aasha".She shook her head again as his grip tightened on the glass."Why? So that you can have chili powder to get rid of my taste on you. Then I'm hell-bent on making you drink water".She was shocked to listen about the chill powder thing and yet to process it but he was fast to procee
" So try to be on my good side instead of slaving them. Okay? Serve me instead of them. If you choose me. You'll have good survival here. Or .....He cupped her cheek making her look up at him with her misty eyes."I promise you from the bottom of my heart. You'll have bad days. Nah. You'll have wor
She begged and his hand halted after listening to her words and something snapped in him. He lifted his lashes and glared at her when all of sudden she was swirled to his front and was pushed back roughly to the wall with his frame trapping her."What did you say? Hmm"?His grip tightened on her che
The next day she was in the kitchen wrapped in her white saree cooking his breakfast as he said. She doesn't want to take any chances with him again. Doesn't want to anger him which could lead to anything. Yesterday night was one dreading night for her. Her anxiety reached the peak that she fainted
He watched her serving herself before continuing to eat. His eyes randomly glanced at her minding how she is pecking the food like a bird.Just then Yamini was passing by with a scowl over her face and a mopping stick with a small bucket in her both hands as she stopped when she saw them through her
****"This is stinking".Samira exclaimed as the food slid down from her hand sloppily. Yamini looked into her daughter's food and then into hers. And as said the food is stinking and sloppy."This is stale food".Yamini yelled out loudly disgusted with the food as a deep scowl was left on her face.
"Please! Please"!She screamed as she backed away from him with the back of her hand over her mouth to avoid his brutality on her lips when he leaned forward. Despite her pleadings, he moved forward again and leaned only for her to back away and clamp her mouth with her hands to avoid his kiss.Her
"You ain't even that beautiful that a man had to make an effort in forcing you. Loosen up doll".He said exactly what wasn't. Hell if he was more tempted he doesn't know if he could be controlled. But he is trying his guts. And unbelievably her body loosed up from being rigid. He looked at her surpr
Asha’s POV**** Lifting my head, I saw him. Unlike me, wrapped in traditionals, he stood in a crisp white shirt tucked neatly into black pants. His hair was combed back, though a few strands had fallen forward, softening the sharpness of his features. He looked so composed, so unaffected, while my w
The women took over as they seated her on the chair as they began to smoke her hair woth dhoop. With her head bowed down she took a glance at him and looked away on finding him still standing there. After few seconds he left the place. Mean time they began to drape a white saree with a reddish go
The car slowed to a halt. The air between them was thick, heavy with unspoken words and the weight of inevitability. He pushed the door open and stepped out with calculated ease, his movements slow but deliberate. Walking around the car, he pulled open her door. She sat there, unmoving, her shoulder
But he didn’t stop. Didn’t even falter. Instead, he leaned closer, his voice dropping into something slow and hypnotic. "Tell me, what’s the difference?" Her breath caught. "Didn’t we already live like a couple before? Didn’t I already claim you like one?" She sucked in a sharp breath, he
The air inside the car was suffocating. Tension thickened like a storm about to break, drowning her in helplessness. Her small, trembling hands joined together as she sobbed. “Please.” He didn’t look at her. Didn’t even acknowledge her. Like she was nothing. "Please don’t do this,” her v
“What promises?" She inhaled sharply, her fists clenching in her lap. “That you would let me go after two weeks.” The words cut through the air, sharp and accusing. For a fleeting moment, something flickered in his expression. Guilt? Regret? No. It was realization. The truth hung hea
Slowly, as if the weight of her reality was sinking back in, her large eyes opened and met his. He exhaled sharply, his grip still firm, his voice low, cold, and unforgiving. “Listen to me. And listen well.” His deep voice sent an involuntary shudder through her. His tone wasn’t just demanding
“Why did you run away?” His voice was deceptively quiet, a dangerous undercurrent of rage simmering beneath the surface. She didn’t answer. Instead, she struggled harder, her wet limbs slipping through his grasp momentarily before he yanked her back with force. “WHY THE FUCK DID YOU RUN AWAY?”
The vehicle remained motionless, its headlights casting long, eerie shadows. The rain pounded against its hood, running in streaks down the black paint. Something felt wrong. Strongly wrong. Slowly, she raised a trembling hand over her forehead, shielding her eyes from the rain as she tried