CHAPTER - 2
Abhyansh and Isha reached his penthouse, Isha loved the highly modern and tech savvy setup in his penthouse, it was a mammoth place like everything else that belonged to him, luxury and money screaming from every little thing that was present there, but what attracted Isha the most is its interiors, the modern touch, and the place is covered with modern technology.
There are glass walls everywhere which she liked a lot.
Ranawat palace was built by Ranawat clan ancestors, though Abhyansh expanded it a lot, he maintained that antique and royal touch to it while the penthouse is totally different compared to that, though Isha liked it a lot, she knew she wouldn't want to stay there permanently, penthouse is nice to visit once in a while but for staying, nothing could beat their royal palace, she thought.
"Rana sa, this is so beautiful, we'll make sure to come here and spend some time with each other whenever we get some free time, okay ?", she asked looking at him with hope to which he nodded making her smile widely.
"Okay, I'll quickly make dinner for us...", she said tucking the loose end of her saree to the waist, she looked ethereal in that saree and he couldn't control anymore, he pulled her by the waist and placed his hard lips on hers kissing her roughly...
Her hand went to his hair pulling him more into her...
She separated herself from him when she remembered about their food.
"Let me quickly make something for us, I won't stop you after that", she said and he kept staring at her with a number of sinful thoughts running in his head.
"Get changed before starting with the cooking, you can't go near fire with this material", he said softly rubbing the pure silk garment of her saree.
"Rana sa...", she started but he cut her off
"No arguments on this", he said sternly
"But I don't have my clothes here", she said and a naughty idea came into his head.
"I'll arrange something", he said, he already discarded his tie, blazer, waistcoat as soon as they entered inside...
He slowly started unbuttoning and her breath hitched.
"Rana sa...", she gasped but he kept unbuttoning, when he was done, he took off his shirt and gave it to her but she didn't forward her palm to hold it.
"Either this or nothing", he said and her eyes widened...
"Ansh...", she said slapping his bare chest...
He is amused to see her blush so much despite all the intimacy they share.
"What ? Do it fast...", he said and she sighed...
"You asked me what I want for dinner on our way, now I am telling you, make anything you want, but make it by just wearing this, I repeat just this", he said showing his shirt and she nodded blushing, taking his shirt.
He slowly unpinned her saree...
"Ansh...
We are in the hall", she shrieked
"We are the only ones in this place, don't worry, I am more cautious of my wife's respect than anyone else, I got the place checked thoroughly just before we reached here", he said and his words calmed her heart.
She started getting afraid of changing anywhere else except in her closet or washroom or in their room, from the time she heard Ragini and Reetu discussing how there were many cases reported of people placing cameras in ladies' changing rooms and washrooms.
Though it was her husband's penthouse, her guards were up but when she heard him, she got relaxed.
He unhooked her blouse but she held his palm and slowly pushed it.
"I'll do what you say only if you promise not to touch me until I am done with preparing dinner", she said and he groaned at his smart wife, she very well knew it would be torture to see her roaming in nothing but his shirt but he couldn't touch her, huh no problem, he would control himself and do everything to her after she finished cooking.
So he nodded.
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She stripped naked and got into his shirt.
He groaned loudly seeing her stark naked but couldn't even touch her.
That was pure torture for him.
She went to the kitchen and started preparing his favorite dishes while he leaned on the kitchen slab, ogling at her intensely.
His hot gaze caused shivers to her, and the baby hair on her neck stood up feeling his hot gaze.
"You are sure gonna limp for the coming days, I am not going soft today", he said and she took a deep breath at his base voice which held a hidden warning and that caused shivers in her spine but she tried to hide it.
"Soft and you ?? When were you ever soft in bed ?", she asked him stirring the daal.
"Hm...
One time I was, but my queen didn't like it, she wanted it rough", Abhyansh teased his wife reminding her of their one night where he made love to her gently, but she wasn't satisfied and she very knew he wasn't satisfied at all.
"I liked it...
A lot, but you got me so used to your rough love that...", she trailed but stopped realizing what all they are discussing that too in the kitchen.
"Rana sa...
Stop disturbing me, and stop talking about THAT", she strictly said making him look at her more intensely.
Damn she looked so hot in just his shirt and above that she is angry...
The cold air is making her nipples erect which are visible from his thin shirt material.
"You can't ask me to stop talking about 'That' looking like that...", he said running his finger from the point his shirt ended to the top, making sure to keep enough distance to not touch her but at the same time she could feel it without even him actually touching her.
He leaned to her ear, his hot breath fanning on her cheeks turning them redder, and whispered...
"How can you ask me not to touch you when all I wanted to do is pin you against this wall and take you hard ? You'll face the consequences for this", he said and moved back, returning to his previous position, folding his hands over his broad, hard, and naked chest.
Isha controlled hard not to drool over his body.
She quickly completed cooking dinner and arranged everything on the small but cozy table in the kitchen.
He helped her with it and when she was about to take a seat in front of him, he quickly pulled her into his lap.
"We'll both eat in the same plate", Abhyansh said and she nodded, she was more than happy to share the plate with him, she wanted to do that many times but couldn't as they have meals in the dining hall with the family.
But whenever they are alone, they eat from the same plate.
He pulled her more into him wounding his arms tightly around her shirt-clad waist, due to the pull and his stronghold, her shirt rolled up higher leaving her upper thighs bare to his sore eyes and rough palms to explore.
The fact that she wearing nothing under the shirt got them hotter.
His one palm slightly brushed her soft breasts, her nipples erect with the sensations, while he caressed her inner thighs earning gasps and occasional moans from her.
He was just softly caressing and she was already so wet, she didn't even want to imagine what would happen to her if he became the beast he was in bed.
"Make me eat", he said biting her earlobe sensually running his tongue, he didn't want to eat by himself as his hands refused to leave her soft and supple skin.
"Hm...", she could hardly get some words out of her...
With a shaky breath, she took a small morsel and forwarded it to his mouth.
Her back was facing his front so she had to tilt her head all the way to feed him, so he turned her facing towards him in a jerk making her shirt ride up some more.
She was now straddling him, she could feel him hard on her bare heat, that's when she realized her shirt rode much more than she thought and now she was sitting bare on his pant cladhardon.
She tried to pull her shirt down, she raised her hips to get the shirt tucked under her so that it didn't ride up, but her husband pulled her down instantly not letting her succeed.
" Ansh...
", she moaned as she felt him very clearly on her bare heat and the sudden pull made it more intense.
"You enjoyed teasing me, now it's my turn baby", he said pulling her more into him, and every little moment was getting her wet.
"We'll continue it after dinner, don't tease me, please...
I am ruining your pants too", she said, she could feel her arousal spreading on his pants.
"I am not complaining...", he said slowly pecking her lips, but before she could kiss him, he pulled away, she glared at him making him chuckle.
"Just now you wanted to eat food and now you wanted my lips instead huh ?", he teased her making her slap his bare chest.
"Here...
Eat", she said forwarding another morsel and he ate it, he asked her to eat as well while his hands and lips kept torturing her throughout the dinner.
She made rasagulle for the dessert and she sighed in relief as the torturous meal was about to end, he took a bite of rasgulla but her relief soon turned into a deep breathes sigh when she felt him latching his mouth on her shirt-clad nipple and sucking it.
"You made a delicious dessert but you make an even more delicious dessert wife", he said his lips still on her breast.
"Rana sa", she moaned heavily closing her eyes.
He carried her to their bedroom and laid her on the bed, he kicked off his pants, and joined her on the bed hovering over her, before she could protest, he just ripped the shirt off her body.
He placed his lips on hers roughly chewing her lips while his rough palms kneaded her breasts, he flicked her left nipple with his finger, he left her mouth and simultaneously sucked her right nipple making her a moaning mess.
She held the bedsheets tightly as she didn't want to scratch her husband's back like she did the previous night but he took her both arms in his and made them wrap around his bare upper body.
He kept pressing kisses all over her chest, sucking, nibbling, biting her skin, she suddenly gasped when she felt him insert his finger in her followed by another and another.
Soon she was writhing under him screaming for release.
She climaxed, the pleasure and bliss on her face made him feel so good.
He slowly reached her heat, blew some air and before she could realize it, he was kissing her lower lips, sucking the life out of her, but he moved away before she could climax again.
Abhyansh got up and took off the last piece of cloth stopping his little monster.
He hovered over her and thrust deep into her in a go, she moaned in pain as he was huge and every time he entered, it stretched her a lot causing her pain but within seconds, her husband's passion would change it to pleasure.
He thrust into her at an animalistic speed and she screamed at his intensity, power, and stamina.
He took her 4 times that night and left her limping as he promised.
Her husband might change from a beast to a soft, considerate, and gentle husband to her in almost every aspect but there are a few things where his beast form and dominance would never go, and first and foremost in it is their intimacy.
Well, she wasn't complaining though as she thoroughly enjoyed her husband's beast form in bed.
He made sure to make her feel so complete every time he made love to her.
She feels so many emotions every time they are United physically, the sensation is such a bliss and now that she experienced this heaven, she didn't want to leave it ever.
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After spending a passionate night exploring the depths of each other's desires, passion, love, and lust, Isha and Abhyansh returned to the palace the next morning.
Throughout her way, she kept scolding him for playing her, there were their clothes present in his penthouse but he purposely didn't disclose that information and made her wear his shirt which he listened to with a smirk on his face that irked her more.
Both of them quickly got ready for work after Abhyansh finished offering prayers in the temple.
In the meantime, Isha quickly made some breakfast and everyone had it.
The king and queen left in Abhyansh's car while Avyan made his way to the office in his.
Abhyansh and Isha got into the private elevator, her eyes widened seeing the luxurious interiors inside the elevator.
There are water bottles, a medical kit, and every basic thing necessary along with a plush sofa.
"A sofa in an elevator ?? I know you have money, a lot of it but what's the need of all this ?", she asked her husband, he smirked at his wife's taunt.
"It wasn't here before, I have got it renovated, the maintenance of this elevator or any other elevator in the building is done very well, but still you couldn't avoid some suffering if it's written in your fate if at all this elevator breaks down I want to do everything to make you feel better", he said and she held his palm and kissed the back of it.
"Put a pause on your love, I am scared your endless love for me will give you pain", she said and he shook his head taking her palm and kissing it.
"Rana sa...
The mirrors ?", she said looking at the glass doors.
"Tinted, relax", he said and she nodded with a smile...
They reached the first floor, and she got down bidding bye to her husband, who nodded at her and the doors closed.
She started walking towards her workplace, and on her way, every employee greeted her with a 'Rani sa' and a bow.
She greeted back with a smile, she wanted to tell them not to bow but didn't as her husband wanted her to have that respect.
Though she got a lot of power in her hands and her husband had warmed up to her, he still had this dominant side on him, and she had to follow some things if he said in that base voice of his.
She didn't argue with him if he used that tone and that is there to continue.
She walked to her desk settling there.
Some of her friends casually greeted her like they usually do while some overdid.
And now Isha started seeing through their facades, thanks to her husband and Rajmata Devyani Devi who helped her discover her inner strength.
She is a Rajput, a princess, some things are inbuilt but the way she was brought up after her parents' death, all her traits depicting strength were concealed which are now being unveiled layer by layer.
Isha completed her work at the office in the first half and walked to Ragini's desk to hand over the reports.
They both discussed the work and Isha decided to leave for the boutique in the second half and continue the next 3 days there, she asked her colleagues to cover her shift at the boutique for the time being as she was busy with her husband's birthday arrangements and other things and boutique is far compared to the R Empire head office so it was time-consuming for her to travel, but now since she was free, she wanted to return the favor to her friends.
"I won't be in the office for the next 3 days, I'm leaving for the boutique after lunch, so if anything, call me up", Isha informed Ragini
"But why 4 days ? Every designer had to go there only once in 15 days, that makes only 2 days in a month, moreover, yours was already taken care of by Aashna and Reetu...", Ragini said
"I know Ragini, but I haven't visited the boutique last month as well, due to the training, getting feedback from customers is a very important thing, I can't miss it", Isha said and Ragini nodded bowing to her friend's stubbornness, she found the siblings a lot similar in stubbornness.
Ranveer is equally stubborn, she thought remembering how he didn't accept defeat till she said 'Yes'.
Now the only thing they are worried about is how they would reveal it to Isha and how she would react...
"Okay bye, then", Isha said, bringing Ragini out of her reverie
After having her lunch with her colleagues,Isha left for the boutique in her husband's car with his security personnel following her, the whole convoy was the same that's used for her husband.
She didn't like it but she knew it was needed, now that she started taking up the palace responsibilities and learned many things regarding the regime, she had a vague idea of their potential enemies and how far they could go to harm her husband mentally by harming his family.
She entered the boutique and what she saw shocked her.
There was a plush sofa in the shape of a throne arranged there inside a cubicle made of glass, Nupur the store in charge guided her towards it.
The things she told Isha shocked her to the core.
Her husband actually turned her sarcastic remarks into a reality?
Abhyansh made their store run some exclusive offers and gifts for the customers who provided their feedback to the designers present in the store.
They were also provided coupons to purchase R Empire products which are spread into almost all categories at special prices.
"You won't believe Isha, from the time this was introduced, customers were so willing to provide detailed feedback to the designers coming here...
All the designers feel the help they are receiving from this in detail yet honest feedback is showing results tenfold.
The marketing team of R Empire is doing such a fantastic job at helping designers at the same time promoting and boosting our sales", Nupur said and Isha's eyes held a different spark remembering her own words she said sarcastically to her husband a couple of months ago.
"We want to take inputs directly from the customers there...
What do you expect we do other than accompany them while they shop...
Actually yes, according to Maharaj, I would have laid a throne there sitting in it and the customers would themselves come to me detailing about how they feel about my work, No ??"
"Isha...
why do you look shocked ? Don't you know about this ?", Nupur asked bringing her out of her thoughts.
"Um...
No, I didn't know, actually, I haven't visited the store in 2 months so...", Isha answered
"Yeah I knew that, that's why I explained everything in detail, but I thought you at least knew about the change, No one told you ?", Nupur asked and Isha shook her head...
Both of them shrugged as they thought her colleagues had forgotten to tell her.
But Ragini purposely asked no one to tell her as she wants Isha to have that surprise feeling when she gets to know about it.
Ranveer told her how her brother-in-law immediately called the head of marketing, textile wing to implement the changes, effective immediately.
Their conversation is interrupted by the customer who was there to personally give the feedback to the designer of that day, i.e Isha, Nupur requested Isha and the customer to take a seat on the plush sofa specially arranged for the same purpose, while she went to arrange for drinks.
Thankfully, the customer didn't recognize Isha as for now, only employees and people who attended the donation event knew Isha by face, her photos were nowhere published, they had a casual chat and after some time, the customer left.
When she had some free time, Isha video-called her husband locking the cabin door who picked up instantly.
"Rani sa...", Abhyansh greeted, he very well knew why she called...
"What is it that's there in the place of your head Rana sa ? Tell me ? I want to know today ? How could you generate such a brilliant idea from a mere sarcastic remark I made ?", Isha asked with her wide eyes, depicting excitement and his favorite innocence.
He chuckled at her words.
"I'm glad my Rani sa is happy, I thought you would complain though you would appreciate the difference it made", he said
"Oh well, you are right there...
this cozy couch not to say about its intricate design like a modern throne and the cabin is a bit too much", she complained and he shook his head at his wife.
"Well, like you did for the women at the CD, you designers too need some place to relax, you do a lot of hard work both physically and mentally for designing the stuff, I want you people to get some rest at least those 2 days you get to visit the boutique instead of roaming around the customer to get their views...
It would help the customer to freely shop, at the same time allows you guys to relax...", He explained
"Everything is good, except for where you said, 'design the stuff'.
We design apparel.
what do you mean by stuff huh, I'm offended...
bye", she said hanging up, making him chuckle.
He very well knew she was just playing him, as he saw that teasing glint in her eyes... He shook his head at his wife's antics and got back to work.
A few guards stayed back, and the rest of them went to pick the king in the evening as asked by the king himself.
From the office, Abhyansh came to the boutique to pick up his wife, Isha got into the car and glared at her husband.
"Why do you have to come all the way up to here to pick me up? You could have simply sent a car Rana sa", she said, he didn't reply to it, instead took her in his embrace kissing her forehead.
And just like that her frown was replaced by a smile that melted him always.
They reached home.
After a while, Avyan returned, but there was this usual charm missing on his face.
"Avyan...
What's wrong ??", Isha sat putting the snacks and tea in front of him on the tea table.
"Nothing bhabhi ma", he said and she nodded, she knew he would tell her when he felt like sharing, so she didn't force him.
"Whatever it is, we'll sort it out, don't think about it...
Hm ??", she said caressing his hair and he gave her a small nod.
Her husband is right, her brother-in-law is a sensitive and emotional person.
"Now have this...", she said with a smile which he reciprocated.
In the evening, after the dinner, Isha decided to sit with her brother-in-law and mother-in-law like every day.
Amruta too noticed her younger son's upset mood.
She looked at her daughter-in-law to see if she had any idea, Isha blinked her eyes in assurance, Amruta nodded and went to her chamber as she knew her son wouldn't reveal much in front of her, she could see his hesitation, she just hoped it's not about a girl, if that's the case, her elder son wouldn't spare Avyan.He is conservative that way, he preferred arranged marriages always over love.
He didn't like the concept of dating and crossing limits before any official commitment.
As old school as it sounds, he is that way, that is why he isn't in support of Ranveer, another reason being his brother-in-law's playboy image.
After Amruta walked away, Isha looked at Avyan expecting him to say something but he instead sat on the floor crossing his legs leaning his head on her knee and she ruffled his hair softly.
"What's worrying you Avi ??", she asked gently, her tone filled with concern and his eyes were filled remembering what happened a few hours ago.
Avyan finally found a clue about where Anshi lived and went to the place with a sweet boxand gifts for the upcoming wedding in the family.
Isha helped him choose them, both bhabhi-devar got everything ready prior so that Avyan could directly take them to their place when he received the details but Ranveer was taking awfully long time to give him the details so he started trying on his own, he got to know the area where she lived, and he decided to find the address from there with her name.
"I think I ruined her life bhabhi ma", Avyan's words froze her hand which was ruffling his hair but she soon composed herself.
"Why do you think so ?", she asked softly resuming her gentle caresses.
He started narrating what all happened in the past few hours.
Avyan went to the area and wanted to ask someone about Anshi but they recognized him and were so shocked to see the prince, all were so respectful towards him ready to serve him in any way.
He cursed his fate, now if he asked, this would definitely pass to his brother so refrained from doing so.
Avyan didn't know that his brother already received the information much prior but he decided not to speak about it, he just wanted to watch what his brother was upto.
He was also aware that his wife helped his brother in selecting goodies for the girl(Anshi) and her family as an apology.
Avyan decided to search for her as he was sure she lived in the same area, searching the whole area like a madman seemed absurd to him and he wanted to go back but something in him didn't want to give up, so he started his search, to his luck, he found Anshi at a vegetable seller's shop with an elder lady who he assumed to be her mother.
He walked to them without any delay, he thought there would be a small smile or acknowledgment on her face if not a wide grin but her face was void of anything.
But her mother greeted him, recognizing him to be the Ranawat Prince.
"Namaste...
I just wanted to meet you and personally congratulate your daughter and the whole family on the upcoming wedding", he said politely...
Hearing him, the elder lady's face paled but Anshi's face was the same, expressionless.
He didn't understand what's wrong.
"Leave Yuvraj", Anshi said respectfully but her emotionless tone is what intrigued Avyan, she could bear any pain but she couldn't see her parents going through tough times, or insults which they did.
Her groom's parents' visited their home immediately after they got to know she was taken to the CD, as per the order of Prince Avyan Singh Ranawat who is known as a very kind and gentle person.
When they heard that he ordered taking her into custody, they imagined worse about Anshi's offenses and canceled the marriage.
She was told about it by her parents after she returned.
They didn't tell her how they spoke about her as they knew she would break but when she insisted on talking to the family and the groom and explain her situation to them, her mother told how they insulted her.
Anshi shook her head mentally not to go into those memories which were a nightmare for her.
"Anshi...", her mother reprimanded her and turned to face Avyan.
"Please forgive her words Yuvraj...
nadaan hai(she is childish)", the elder woman pleaded...
"You don't have to plead ma'am, it's okay...", Avyan said, he wished the lady invited him to their home as he could not apologize in front of everyone.
If the news reached his brother, he couldn't even imagine how he would react and the lady understood he had something to talk about, so she thought to invite him to their place.
"Yuvraj...
Please visit our home and accept our hospitality if you don't mind.", the elder woman said and Anshi's head sprang in her mother's direction.
"Um...
sure...
just give me a minute", Avyan accepted her invitation instantly before her daughter could refuse him from entering inside.
He didn't know why but he felt Anshi's hostility as if she was blaming him for something terrible.
He went back to his car to bring all the things he brought, he held the goodies with both hands and followed the mother-daughter to their place.
Anshi's mother offered water and snacks to him which he politely denied.
Anshi is standing in the corner as if waiting for him to leave ASAP.
He ignored her and gave the things he brought to Anshi's mother who denied but Avyan insisted so she had to accept.
But Anshi lost it with what he did and said next.
"I hope your daughter has a wonderful life ahead.
Congratulations and best wishes to you and your family, Don't hesitate to reach out to me if you need any kind of help with the marriage preparations", Avyan said politely with a smile, putting the sweet box above the gifts he brought for them.
Anshi walked to them and threw the sweet box on the floor shocking Avyan and her mother.
"Whose Marriage ?? With whom ?", Anshi harshly asked looking at Avyan...
"ANSHI...", her mother screamed at her but she didn't budge...
"Leave my house Avyan Singh Ranawat", Anshi shouted
"Anshi...
shut up and go to your room", Her mother said harshly pulling her daughter back and pushing towards her room, Anshi gave one last look to Avyan with tear-filled eyes before rushing to her room and banging her door shut.
Her mother apologized to Avyan and asked him to forgive her daughterand not take her to CD again.
She was about to fall on his feet when he held her shoulders.
"It's okay, you are of my mother's age, don't ever try to touch my feet ever again please...
I promise you, no one except my bhabhi ma would know something like this ever happened.
I request you not to disclose to anyone either, not even her father, and ask your daughter to do the same", he said politely and left.
He knew if his brother got to know how Anshi disrespected him, he wouldn't spare her and Avyan didn't want that...
He said he would tell Isha because he knew he couldn't hide anything from his bhabhi ma, and moreover, he wanted to share this with her, only his sister-in-law could find a solution to his heart which is burning now.