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13. Bruised Rose

Chapter-13

Author's POV

His hungry eyes roamed all over her body. He licked his lips intaking her slender waist peeking through the saree.

He thought that the simple saree looked beautiful because of her. Her kohl-lined honey-brown eyes sparkled every time she smiled at those little kids.

He was so jealous of those kids. He so badly wanted to be in their place.

She never smiled so lovingly at him. Forget about smiling, she never looked at him with adoration. Her eyes were always filled with raw fear whenever she looked at him.

He liked it though!

With every action, the metal bangles and jhumka moved gracefully. He so wanted to hit the base of that jhumka, while holding her close to his body.

He wondered how she would look underneath him when he fists her brown wavy hair and thrusts inside her roughly.

Well, she'd look exotic. That thought alone sent blood down to his groin.

He was hard, raging hard.

It must've been days or even months since he pleasured himself. He didn't like jerking himself.

The last time he fucked someone, he ended up fucking her so wild, that she couldn't walk straight for days. It's always like this. He never preferred slow, love-making kinda sex. It's always rough.

It must have been two months ago. Ever since he saw her at the train station, he didn't bother to fuck anyone.

He was controlling that beast inside of him for days now. He'd let it unleash on her. She is the reason for his numerous cold showers and painful blue balls.

And that made him wonder again, would she tolerate his strength?

She has to accustom to his animalistic strength. After all, he has a lot of plans in store for her. He'll make sure she's always tired and doesn't leave the bed.

He'd fuck her so hard that she would forget her own name.

And again, what if she liked it slow? His thoughts were running wild.

Maybe, maybe he will go slow if that's what she prefers.

He was so lost in his wild thoughts that he failed to notice her eyes on him.

Parul was narrating the story of a sheep and the wolves. The kids were intrigued and were listening to the story carefully.

She'd finished the narration and asked the kids about the moral. This interacting part was her favourite. It reduced her worry and stress.

Each kid had it's own perception and their innocent answers made her smile heartily.

She had a lot on her plate. The Stalker, now Aditi's cousin, Safety of Aryan, Manav, Aditi, her dad and her grandparents...she had so much to worry about.

The worry seemed to be endless.

These kids helped her reduce the worry. The endless worry took a break and went out on a trip, whenever she was in the class.

Parul had this strange feeling while she was narrating the story. Yet, she didn't divert her attention.

The feeling of burning gaze didn't leave her. It was only when she was overwhelmed, that she looked around. A pair of dark chocolate brown eyes were watching her intently.

She noticed how his eyes roamed all over her body, especially on her waist. It was uncomfortable.

His gaze drilled burning holes all over her body.

A sly smirk danced on his lips as she pulled the pallu down, covering her slender waist.

" Sexy..." he mumbled looking at her red face. She was annoyed.

She looked at him, knitting her brows, mumbling curses inside her mind.

His perfect brows arched, daring her to look more into his eyes. The more she looked into his eyes, the colour of his eyes changed.

It almost looked black now. Lust was prominent. There was also something dark. Obsession, possessiveness and something akin to admiration. She failed to fathom.

Her cheeks turned red as he ran his tongue on his bottom lips.

She wanted to look aside but the intensity of his gaze didn't allow her to look anywhere else. It was as if she knew the moment she turned her gaze aside, he would barge in and do something wicked.

She was scared.

The fear dancing in her brown eyes ignited a desire inside of him. He wanted her badly.

He knew she was scared and he loved it.

It was sick but he loved it.

She should fear him, that fear will stop her from doing things that he doesn't want her to do. She will obey him and stay away from other men. And when he makes her his, only his, He will make that fear run away. There will only be love in those beautiful honey pools by the time he's done with her.

Her chest heaved up and down, in a fast rhythm. His smirk widened with each of her reactions.

Her widened fear filled her eyes, closed lips, heaving chest and her reddened face seemed cute.

It was anything but cute to her.

She was terrified. He was shamelessly ogling at her. He didn't even bother to hide the hunger evidently dancing in his eyes. She gulped feeling his eyes travelling down her body.

Dragging her lips between her teeth, she bit her bottom lip, nervously.

With that action, his right brow arched, commanding her to stop that damn biting.

It's his job, isn't it?

Although they never spoke for real, their eyes were connected in a synch. He was a Picasso of reading eyes and she was skillful in understanding that language.

She read the command firing through his eyes. As much as she wanted to obey him, she didn't. His pink lips stretched into a wide, evil smirk when she dragged her lips in between her teeth and bit even more sharply.

The words that failed to escape their lips escaped through their eyes. 

Are you challenging me Fianna (deer)?

Yes, you creepy asshole...

You should know that I don't take the challenges lightly.

You should also know that I don't like to obey anyone's orders!

Is that so? Paaru?

Yes! You creepy asshole!!

We will see that, tonight!

She looked like a scared deer but still didn't take a step back. She was about to throw him a snarly look...

" Missh...." a loud squeal forcefully shifted her attention from him to the kid standing in front of her.

It was Mira, the cutest little girl with doe-like ice-blue eyes.

" Mish...I want to go to the toilet" she spoke in her baby voice.

" Oh...okay..." she smiled, shaking her head.

She sent the kid to the restroom with the school nanny. Without wasting a second, she looked towards her right and he was nowhere in sight.

Although she heaved a sigh of relief, something was bothering her.

Did she like him staring at her like that?

No! Jeez! She groaned loudly, making the kids look at her in confusion.

" I'm sorry kids..." she smiled foolishly at those kids and turned to face the wall.

The sounds of the kids talking and laughing muffled as the thoughts of certain someone engrossed her mind.

So many why's and if's were running inside her mind.

Why is he showing up in the school?

Why didn't I look aside when he dared me to stop biting my lips?

Why did he even come to the school today?

Why was he looking at me like that?

If he is helping Ratha, why would he give that look?

He doesn't look like the one who works under someone.

Is he the one...?

Is he Ratha?

Are you both the same?

The Plethora of thoughts came to an abrupt halt when her phone made a buzzing sound.

She looked at the screen, there was a message from Aditi.

" I called you Sona but you didn't pick up. Me and Dad are going to Mom's place. There's a pooja in her name, my granny informed us just now. The key is under the white rose pot. Food is prepared. Aryan is also coming with us. I'm so sorry, next time this won't happen!"

" It's okay Adi. Have a safe travel. Come back soon." she hit the send button and placed the phone back on the table.

.⋆☂˚。。˚☽˚。.

After a short while the bell rang and the kids rushed out of the classroom one by one and left with their caretakers or parents.

Parul stayed there until everyone left and then made her way towards her cabin.

Heaving a deep sigh, she placed the phone on her laptop and sat on the chair, massaging her neck.

She had pretty much nothing to do.

Packing her stuff, she was ready to leave. Pulling the door handle, she raised her head, taking a step but her actions halted when she saw a familiar man standing in front of her.

Without thinking twice, she tried to slap the door on his face. She regretted holding the bag in her hands instead of slinging it over her shoulders. He was far stronger compared to her.

Even before she could push the door, he stepped inside easily, blocking the way for her.

She gasped softly when he barged inside the cabin. Her eyes widened in pure shock.

He was there, standing inside her cabin, in front of her.

All the courage that she had back then while challenging him ran away. She was shivering under his cold, hungry gaze.

The temperature in the room seemed to rise. She was feeling hot all of a sudden, despite shivering like a withering leaf.

She did nothing as he locked the door behind him and took predatory steps towards her, closing the inch distance between them.

Her breathing became heavy as he raised his long, thick fingers and caressed the outline of her face without really touching her.

He enjoyed her petrified reaction. She looked exactly like a deer.

Mustering up whatever left courage, she took a step back. That's when he decided to make it worse for her.

His hands secured around her slender waist, pushing her closer to his body, he swirled, her back touched the wall and he was standing in front of her, the gap no longer existing between them.

" Ge.. get out" she managed to stutter out.

His smirk widened looking at her face. It turned so red with fear.

The strong cologne blocked her senses. He was standing so close. Their bodies were collided. His one hand was still resting on her waist while his eyes hungrily moved all over her body.

He leaned closer, and his long nose brushed her skin softly. She tried to move back but there was no space. She'd mould into the wall now.

His long nose dipped into the crook of her neck, brushing across the lines of her skin. Inhaling the addicting fragrance, he leaned back...his eyes danced with satisfaction.

The way his long nose brushed across her skin, softly sent shivers all over her body.

It was scaring her that her reaction was completely opposite to what was necessary in the given situation.

He tilted his neck right and left, a small smile playing on his lips...

" You smell Divine..." he whispered on the skin above her chin, spreading hot chills all over her body.

She lifted her hands which were holding the wall for support and placed them on his chest, trying to push him back.

" Exactly like MINE" He husked holding the hand that was on his chest.

Her eyes went round again.

Mine....

So....

" you must be Insane..." she said, wiggling her hand out of his hold.

He smirked.

Placing one hand on the side of her face, he grabbed both of her hands in his right hand despite her struggles and brought it closer to his lips.

" never meant to bruise my rose" he husked, his eyes lingered between her and her hands.

Without giving her a second to react, he placed his lips on both of her wrists and kissed them softly.

An unstoppable gasp ripped through her chest as he kissed her wrists softly.

" Now...listen to me carefully Fianna (deer)" he said, his eyes darted back to hers which were still widened in shock.

He couldn't help but smirk looking at her face.

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