My destined wife!

Two days? （Rough and tough）

It was evening.

The harsh heat of the afternoon had faded, and the garden was now wrapped in a soft golden glow. A light breeze moved through the trees, carrying the faint scent of flowers.

Maya sat outside in the garden with Veer, Dhruv, and Nidhi. The atmosphere was far calmer than it had been earlier in the day.

She had already spoken to her family on the phone.

Rajvendra and Suman were inside the hall, while Atharva was out for an important meeting.

For the first time that day… Maya looked a little relaxed.

She leaned back slightly in her chair and looked at the two brothers with a curious smile.

“So Veer and Dhruv,” she said, narrowing her eyes playfully, “when did you two exchange numbers with Anvi?”

Veer and Dhruv looked at each other for a second.

Then both answered at the same time.

“Yesterday.”

Dhruv shrugged casually.

“She wanted to know about you, bhabhi… so she sent it on Instagram.”

Maya nodded slowly.

“Okay… but let me warn you both about something.”

She pressed her fingers to her forehead dramatically.

“Oh god… Anvi will literally kill me if she finds out I said this… but I can’t hold it in anymore.”

Veer leaned forward slightly, curious.

“What is it? Tell us.”

Maya tried to suppress a smile.

“Anvi… and Priya.”

She paused.

“Both of them have a crush on you two.”

Nidhi burst out laughing.

“Both of them?”

Maya nodded, smiling.

Dhruv’s eyes widened with amusement.

“Oh bhabhi… why didn’t you tell us earlier?” he said excitedly. “I would’ve teased them so much.”

He chuckled.

“No problem… next time I meet them, I’m definitely going to tease them to death.”

Maya immediately raised a finger.

“You can tease them all you want… but my name should not come up anywhere.”

She pointed at herself.

“Otherwise Anvi will seriously murder me.”

Veer muttered quietly, almost to himself—

“Who could ever kill you…?”

His eyes lingered on her face.

“Anyone would get intoxicated just looking at this beauty first.”

But his voice, though low, wasn’t low enough.

Everyone heard it.

Three pairs of eyes instantly turned toward him.

Veer froze.

“Uh… I… I mean…”

For a second he didn’t know what to say.

Then suddenly everyone burst into laughter.

Veer awkwardly ran a hand through his hair and gave a sheepish smile.

Maya laughed along with them before suddenly asking,

“Well… is anyone hungry?”

Dhruv raised his hand immediately.

“I am.”

Nidhi grinned.

“Me too.”

Veer nodded.

“Yeah… I’ll eat too.”

Maya looked toward the house.

“Okay, I’ll ask someone to bring something.”

Dhruv immediately stood up.

“No, no. I’ll bring it myself.”

He flashed a mischievous smile.

“After all… it’s your birthday today. So something special is needed.”

Maya raised an eyebrow playfully.

“Oh really?”

She leaned back.

“Alright then, devar ji. Let’s see what your ‘special’ is.”

Dhruv grinned and walked inside.

The three of them continued chatting casually in the garden while waiting.

After a few minutes, Dhruv returned carrying a tray with several bowls of snacks.

He placed them on the small table in front of Maya.

Then he looked at her dramatically.

“Bhabhi… are you ready?”

Maya nodded eagerly.

“Mm-hmm.”

Dhruv lifted the lid off one of the bowls.

“Ta-da!”

Maya’s eyes widened instantly.

“Oh my God… waffles!”

Her face lit up with genuine happiness.

“I love waffles!”

Then she looked at him suspiciously.

“But how did you know?”

Dhruv smirked.

“What your best friend for?”

He shrugged casually.

“Anvi told me. She said every year on your birthday, you both used to eat waffles together.”

His tone softened slightly.

“But since that wasn’t possible this time… I thought I’d do it instead.”

For a moment Maya fell silent.

Emotion flickered across her face.

She looked at each of them quietly.

Then back at the plate of waffles.

A small smile appeared on her lips.

“Can I eat it now?” she asked softly.

Veer chuckled.

“Of course.”

He gestured toward the plate.

“What are you waiting for? Go ahead.”

Maya immediately took a bite.

The moment the waffle melted in her mouth, a soft sound escaped her.

“Mmm…”

It was unbelievably delicious.

The others smiled watching her reaction and started eating their snacks as well. For a few moments, the garden filled with quiet laughter and casual chatter.

After a while, Nidhi groaned in irritation.

“Uff… I can’t even eat properly because of my hair. They keep falling forward again and again.”

Veer looked at her with a straight face.

“Then cut them.”

He shrugged.

“Or go completely bald. Problem solved.”

Dhruv immediately added with a grin,

“Or make a braid and hang it from the fan… then it won’t bother you at all.”

Nidhi glared at both of them.

Maya chuckled softly.

“Come here,” she said gently. “I’ll braid your hair.”

Nidhi’s face lit up.

“Yes please, bhabhi. I can’t do it myself.”

Saying that, she moved forward and sat on her knees right in front of Maya.

Maya brushed the crumbs from her hands and gathered Nidhi’s hair.

Her fingers moved smoothly through the strands as she began braiding them.

Veer and Dhruv watched with unusual attention.

Like two curious kids watching something fascinating for the first time.

Within a few moments, Maya finished the braid neatly.

Nidhi touched it and smiled brightly.

“Wow bhabhi! It’s perfect.”

Dhruv leaned closer, examining it.

“But how did you do that so easily?” he asked. “I didn’t understand anything.”

Veer nodded.

“Yeah… you did it so smoothly.”

Maya smiled mysteriously.

“It’s magic.”

She winked.

“I’ll teach you later.”

Veer frowned slightly.

“Why later? Let’s do it now.”

Maya gestured toward Nidhi.

“But her braid is already done.”

“And I’m not letting anyone ruin my hair,” Nidhi said quickly.

Veer thought for a moment.

Then his eyes shifted toward Maya.

“What if I braid yours?”

Maya blinked.

“Mine?”

Veer stood up and walked behind her.

“I really want to try,” he said honestly. “It looked very interesting.”

Dhruv immediately raised his hand.

“After him, it’s my turn. Please bhabhi.”

Maya looked at both of them and laughed softly.

She didn’t refuse.

Veer gently opened Maya’s hair, letting it fall freely down her back.

The moment the strands slipped through his fingers, the soft fragrance of her hair spread into the air.

Veer paused.

His eyes closed briefly.

“Wow…” he murmured under his breath. “What a smell.”

Maya turned her head slightly.

“Hm? What?”

Veer quickly cleared his throat.

“Uh… nothing. Your hair length is really good.”

Maya nodded casually.

“Oh… okay.”

Dhruv looked at Veer and silently shook his head, gesturing dramatically toward the sky as if praying for divine help.

Veer was holding the end of Maya’s long hair, preparing to start the braid—

When suddenly a furious voice cut through the garden.

“What the hell are you doing?!”

Everyone froze.

Their heads snapped toward the same direction.

Atharva was standing there.

His jaw tight.

His eyes blazing with anger as he stared directly at them.

Dhruv immediately muttered under his breath,

“Shit… shit… when did bhai come?”

Nidhi panicked and whispered quickly,

“Veer… leave her hair!”

Veer instantly let go.

The three of them stepped aside, standing a little away from Maya.

Atharva began walking toward them, his steps slow but filled with controlled fury. His eyes briefly passed over Maya — who was already looking straight at him — before stopping in front of Veer.

“What were you doing with her hair?” he demanded.

Then his voice hardened further.

“Forget that… why were you touching her hair in the first place?”

Veer lowered his head.

“I… I was just—”

Before he could finish, Maya interrupted sharply.

“He was braiding my hair,” she said coldly. “He didn’t commit any crime for you to react like this.”

Atharva slowly turned his head toward her.

For a moment he just stared.

Then a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

“Wow, biwi,” he said quietly. “You still have this much strength left?”

His eyes darkened.

“Looks like the whole day’s punishment wasn’t enough for you.”

Maya didn’t back down.

“So?” she replied flatly.

Atharva’s jaw tightened.

“I’ll talk to you later.”

Then he turned back toward Veer.

“I told you to stay away from her.”

His voice dropped.

“Then why did you touch her?”

Veer slowly lifted his head and met Atharva’s eyes.

“I wasn’t touching her in a wrong way,” he said firmly. “I just saw the braid… and felt like trying it.”

He glanced briefly at Maya.

“So I tried it on her hair. That’s it.”

Atharva stared at him coldly.

“What is she to you?”

Veer held his gaze for a second.

Then replied quietly,

“Bhabhi.”

Atharva’s lips curled slightly.

“Then?”

He stepped closer.

“You were trying things on your bhabhi’s hair?”

His voice turned sharper.

“Or maybe your feelings for Maya never really ended.”

His eyes narrowed.

“Whenever she comes in front of you… you just can’t control yourself.”

“Shut the fuck up, Atharva!”

Maya’s voice cut through the garden.

“What nonsense are you talking?”

Atharva’s eyes shut tightly for a second as he tried to control the surge of anger rising inside him.

Then he opened them and walked toward Maya.

“Who told you to speak in between?” he snapped.

Maya folded her arms.

“You were talking about me, weren’t you?”

“So why shouldn’t I speak?”

Atharva shook his head in frustration.

Then suddenly—

He bent down, grabbed Maya, and lifted her straight into his arms.

“Come with me,” he said coldly. “I’ll explain everything to you in the room.”

Without waiting for another word, he turned and started walking toward the house.

“Bhai! Wait!”

“Bhai, listen—”

Veer, Dhruv, and Nidhi called after him repeatedly.

But Atharva didn’t stop.

He walked straight inside, entered the lift, and went up to his floor with Maya still in his arms.

Back in the hall—

Rajvendra and Suman had been sitting on the couch the entire time, silently watching everything.

Suman sighed heavily.

“What happened again now?”

Veer clenched his fists in frustration.

“What does he think of himself?” he burst out. “Does everything always have to go his way?”

Rajvendra spoke calmly but firmly.

“Veer… he’s your elder brother. You shouldn’t talk about him like that.”

Veer laughed bitterly.

“Oh please… I’m tired of this ‘bhai, bhai’ thing.”

His voice rose.

“I’ve respected him my whole life. I still do.”

Then his jaw tightened.

“But everything has a limit.”

“Veer—”

Rajvendra tried to stop him.

But Veer turned toward him angrily, his eyes burning.

Then without another word, he walked out of the garden.

Dhruv looked at Rajvendra once…

And silently followed Veer outside.

The tension in the hall had thickened like a storm waiting to break.

Suman looked around in confusion, her brows pulled together as anxiety crept across her face.

“What just happened? Why did he suddenly explode like that… and why did Atharva drag her away like that?”

Nidhi glanced nervously toward both sides of the hall. For a moment she hesitated, then quietly explained everything that had just happened.

As the truth settled in, Suman pressed her palm against her forehead in disbelief.

“Oh God… are those two really going to start fighting over a girl now?”

Rajvendra, who had been standing silently until now, finally spoke. His voice carried a cold authority that instantly silenced the room.

“She is not some ordinary girl. She is Atharva’s wife… and Veer’s bhabhi. So tell your son to remember that and maintain the relationship between a bhabhi and a devar.”

With that, he turned and walked toward his room without another word, his footsteps echoing heavily through the corridor.

Suman watched him leave, the weight of his words sinking into her chest. She let out a deep breath before walking toward Veer and Dhruv. Nidhi followed silently beside her.

Inside the room.

Atharva pushed Maya down onto the chair in front of the dressing table. The large mirror reflected both of them — Maya sitting stiffly, and Atharva standing behind her like a dark shadow looming over her.

He opened the drawer slowly and pulled something out.

Then he stepped behind her.

His voice came low and controlled.

“He touched your hair… didn’t he?”

Maya didn’t answer. She just stared at him through the mirror, her eyes filled with uneasiness.

Atharva grabbed a handful of her long hair, wrapping it around his fingers.

“I will cut your hair today.”

Maya’s eyes widened in pure shock.

“What…? No! Atharva please don’t do that! You don’t even know how difficult it was for me to grow them this long… please…”

But Atharva didn’t even look at her.

Cold.

Unmoved.

He lifted the scissors and began cutting.

Strand after strand fell to the floor.

Maya’s breathing became uneven.

“Please… please don’t do this Atharva! I love my hair!”

Atharva finally spoke, his voice laced with dark sarcasm.

“Then why didn’t you stop him when he was touching it?”

The scissors snapped again.

This time he cut the entire lower length in one brutal motion.

Maya’s breath hitched.

Her long hair that once flowed down to her waist now barely brushed her shoulders.

Her hands trembled as she looked at herself in the mirror.

Tears slid silently down her cheeks.

Atharva watched her reflection through the mirror for a moment.

Then a faint smile curved on his lips.

“Wow, biwi… you actually look even better with short hair.”

He tilted his head slightly, studying her like a piece of art.

“If I had known short hair suits you this much… I would’ve cut it long ago.”

Maya covered her eyes with both hands and broke down, sobbing quietly.

Atharva simply picked up his phone and made a call.

Then he sat silently on the edge of the bed.

A few moments later, a servant entered the room and stood respectfully near the door.

Atharva looked at her briefly.

“Set her hair.”

Then he turned his phone toward her, showing a picture.

“Exactly like this.”

Maya slowly removed her hands from her eyes and looked at them.

Her voice trembled but held stubborn resistance.

“I won’t cut them any shorter.”

Atharva glanced at her once.

Just once.

Then calmly said to the servant,

“Do it.”

The servant nodded nervously and walked toward Maya.

The moment she came closer, Maya tried to stand up and run.

But Atharva was faster.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

The next second she was sitting trapped in his lap, his arm wrapped tightly around her waist.

His grip was firm… unbreakable.

“Don’t move, biwi,” he murmured near her ear.

“Otherwise your hair will get cut badly… and I don’t want to see ugly hair on my wife.”

Maya froze.

She couldn’t say a single word.

Tears kept sliding down her cheeks as the servant quickly started trimming and shaping her hair exactly the way Atharva wanted.

Shoulder-length layered cut… soft curtain layers framing her face… long feathered edges.

Within minutes it was done.

Maya sat there with her eyes tightly shut, silent tears slipping down her face.

And Atharva…

He simply held her in his lap, watching her quietly.

Like a man admiring the damage he had just created.

The servant quietly swept the fallen strands of hair from the floor, gathering them carefully before leaving the room. The door clicked shut, and silence settled heavily in the space.

Atharva stood there for a moment, staring at Maya.

His eyes moved slowly over her new hairstyle, studying every detail.

Then he exhaled a low breath.

“Fuck, biwi… you’re looking damn hot in this hairstyle. Just look at yourself once.”

“I don’t want to,” Maya snapped, her voice trembling with hurt. “You ruined all my hair.”

Atharva grabbed the chair and turned her toward the mirror.

“Open your eyes, biwi.”

Reluctantly, Maya opened them.

Her gaze lifted to the mirror.

For a moment… she froze.

The reflection staring back at her was different. The shoulder-length layered cut framed her face beautifully. The curtain layers softened her features, making her look strikingly elegant.

She kept staring at herself for a few seconds, almost lost.

But then her eyes shifted… and met Atharva’s reflection behind her.

The anger returned instantly.

She pushed him away in one sharp motion.

“I will never forgive you for this! You cut the hair that I grew with so much effort… just like that!”

Atharva didn’t react.

Instead, he walked to the bed and leaned back casually, resting his elbow against it.

His eyes slowly scanned her from head to toe.

“There’s a red dress in my wardrobe,” he said lazily. “Go wear it. Tonight is a special night.”

Maya stared at him in disbelief.

“What? Are you even human? You hurt me like this and still it’s not enough for you?”

Atharva’s gaze locked into her eyes.

“Are you going yourself… or should I change you?”

Maya scoffed and turned toward the door.

“In your dreams.”

Before she could take another step, Atharva grabbed her wrists and shoved her back against the wall.

The impact made her gasp.

He leaned close, trapping her between his arms.

“You like this forceful type, don’t you?” he murmured. “That’s why you never listen to me the first time.”

Maya glared at him, fury blazing in her eyes.

“Like it? I hate it when you come close to me. But still… you never understand.”

Atharva’s expression darkened.

“Fuck that red dress,” he muttered.

“Now you’re going to wear something else tonight.”

Before Maya could react, he lifted her onto his shoulder.

Then he walked straight toward the dark room.

“Atharva! Leave me! What are you doing? Put me down!” Maya shouted, struggling against him.

Atharva barely reacted.

“Don’t waste your energy, biwi,” he said calmly. “You’ll need a lot of it tonight.”

He walked inside the dim room.

The red lights glowed faintly against the black walls.

Then he tossed Maya onto the bed.

Before she could even process what was happening, he grabbed her wrists and locked them to the bed frame with handcuffs.

Metal clicked shut.

Maya struggled immediately.

“I’m not doing anything today! No matter how forceful you become!”

Atharva looked at her for a brief moment.

Then he turned toward the door.

“I’ll come and tell you that myself.”

And he left.

The door shut again.

Maya immediately began struggling against the restraints. She twisted her wrists, pulling and pushing, trying everything she could to free herself.

But the cuffs didn’t move.

Her breathing grew heavier.

“Atharva!” she shouted.

No answer.

The dark room felt suffocating. The red lights cast strange shadows on the walls, making the space feel eerie and unsettling.

She kept calling his name.

Still nothing.

Minutes passed.

Finally, the door opened again.

Atharva walked inside.

He was wearing only a lower… his bare torso illuminated under the dim lights.

In his hands was a tray, covered with a cloth.

Maya looked at him in confusion.

“Where the hell did you go leaving me alone in this disgusting room? And what is that?”

Atharva placed the tray on the table.

“Oh, biwi… were you waiting for me?”

“Wait my foot!” Maya snapped. “Untie me right now and let me go!”

Atharva slowly walked toward the bed.

“Want to do some roleplay tonight?”

Maya frowned.

“What is that? And where do you even get these weird ideas every day?”

Atharva reached for the light switch.

The room suddenly became brighter.

Then he sat down beside her on the bed.

“So,” he said casually, looking at her.

“What do you want to be?”

Maya looked around the strange room again.

“Nothing.”

Then she glanced at the red lights still glowing along the walls.

“And if you have so many lights here… why keep these red ones on? The whole place looks like a haunted room.”

Atharva smirked faintly, his eyes glinting under the dim red lights.

“If there’s light in a dark room… then why would it be called a dark room?”

Maya looked straight at him, irritation and exhaustion mixing in her voice.

“Just let me go now.”

Instead of answering, Atharva moved closer. His hand slid around her neck from behind, holding her firmly but not choking — just enough to remind her she wasn’t in control.

“You’re the criminal… and I’m the police officer. Okay?”

Maya frowned instantly.

“What? And why exactly do you want to be that?”

“It’s a theme, biwi,” he said casually. “You were already firing at the police earlier… so technically you’re already a criminal. This role suits you perfectly.”

Maya scoffed.

“Open my hands once… and I’ll show you exactly what happens to your police-criminal fantasy.”

Atharva suddenly grabbed her hair tightly, forcing her head back slightly.

“A criminal isn’t allowed to speak in a loud voice in front of the police.”

“At… Atharva!” Maya struggled. “I am not like this. And I don’t like all this either. Why are you fulfilling all your fantasies with me?”

Atharva’s answer came immediately.

“Because you’re my wife. Who else should I do it with?”

“But I don’t want to.”said Maya

“That doesn’t matter to me.”said Atharva

Without another word he unlocked the handcuffs from the bed.

The metal clicked open.

“Now,” he said calmly, pointing toward the wardrobe. “Take the clothes from there. Wear them. And come stand in front of me.”

His gaze hardened.

“And biwi… don’t even try to run. Otherwise it will end very badly for you.”

Maya looked at him for a long moment.

“Please… don’t make me do this.”

Atharva’s patience snapped.

“Go!”

The sudden shout made Maya flinch.

Fear flickered across her face as she slowly walked toward the wardrobe. Her fingers hesitated before opening it.

Without even looking at her, Atharva spoke again.

“Bottom shelf. Left corner. Wear that.”

Maya glanced at him once before pulling out the dress.

Her eyebrows pulled together in disbelief.

“I’m supposed to wear this?”

Atharva finally looked at her.

He leaned back against the bed lazily, his eyes roaming over her.

“Yes, biwi. And you’re going to change right here… in front of me.”

Maya’s face hardened.

“This is so disrespectful for me, Atharva. I can’t wear this.”

“Be quick, biwi.”

His tone left no room for argument.

Maya bit her lip, her face falling into a small defeated expression.

Slowly, reluctantly, she began changing.

Atharva didn’t move.

Didn’t blink.

His eyes remained fixed on her the entire time — following every small movement.

He had seen her naked many times before.

But the way he was looking at her right now… it felt as if he was seeing her like this for the very first time.

Finally Maya finished and stood there quietly.

Atharva’s gaze traveled from the top of her head to her feet.

The outfit was bold.

A black net top — extremely short — tied just below her breasts in the front, revealing the curve of her chest.

Below that, a tiny black and red mixed mini skirt hugged her hips tightly, barely covering her thighs.

Black net stockings stretched up to her thighs, emphasizing the smooth length of her legs.

And beneath them… black heels.

Her hair, now cut short earlier, framed her face softly — making her look even more striking.

Under the bright lights of the room…

Maya looked dangerously beautiful.

A slow, devilish smile spread across Atharva’s face as he looked at Maya standing in front of him.

He inhaled slowly, his chest rising as his eyes moved over her figure.

“Gosh, Maya… damn. You’re looking so hot today. Fuck… I can barely control myself right now.”

Maya didn’t even look at him.

Her head remained lowered, strands of her newly cut hair falling near her face.

Atharva watched her for a moment before speaking again.

“Come here.”

Maya stepped forward hesitantly and stopped right in front of him.

Atharva observed her again carefully, then grabbed both her wrists and locked them together with handcuffs.

Maya looked down at them instantly.

“What… was that?”

Atharva leaned back slightly with a faint smirk.

“You’re my criminal, remember?”

Then he pulled out a stick and walked toward the couch, sitting down comfortably.

He rested back lazily.

“Come here.”

Maya looked at him with clear frustration.

“Can you please stop this?”

Atharva chuckled lightly.

“I haven’t even started yet.”

He tapped the stick lightly against his palm.

“Come here.”

Maya began walking toward him.

“Stop.”said Atharva

She paused.

“Walk seductively.”he added casually

Maya frowned.

“And how exactly do you do that, Atharva?”

Atharva sighed dramatically.

“Uff, biwi. Look into my eyes… bite your lip slightly… and sway your waist with every step.”

Maya rolled her eyes.

“Great. You seem to know everything. Before today, how many girls have you made do this?”

Atharva stared at her for a brief second before replying calmly.

“It’s my fantasy. Something I imagined.”

His eyes darkened slightly.

“And this is the first time I’m implementing it with someone.”

He tapped the stick again.

“Now come. Exactly the way I told you.”

Maya took a deep breath.

Then slowly… she began walking toward him exactly as he had described.

Her eyes locked with his.

Her lips caught slightly between her teeth.

Her hips swayed subtly with every step.

Atharva’s smile widened.

“You learned quickly.”

He leaned forward slightly.

“Come closer.”

Maya stopped directly in front of him.

Atharva slowly looked her up and down again.

Then he lifted the stick and let it glide lightly along her body.

“So tell me… why did you commit such a big crime?”

Maya looked at him in confusion.

Atharva repeated slowly,

“Tell me. Why did you commit such a big crime?”

Maya stared at him for a moment.

“What did I do?”

Atharva slid the stick under the hem of her skirt, lifting it slightly.

“For the crime of looking this hot.”

She was about to say something...

But then the stick lightly struck her thigh.

“Sit down.”

“Ah! Atharva—”Mumured Maya

“Don’t,” he interrupted coldly. “Just do what you’re told.”

Maya slowly knelt down in front of him.

Her wrists were still bound together with the handcuffs.

Her eyes dropped to the floor in embarrassment.

Atharva lifted her chin using the tip of the stick.

“So tell me… what punishment should I give you?”

Maya stayed silent.

Atharva smirked.

“Say — ‘Don’t punish me, Officer… I’ll make your night colourful.’”

Maya looked at him, clearly uncomfortable.

“I can barely even look at you properly… and you want me to say that?”

Atharva nodded slowly.

“Do it, Baby.”

“And if I don’t?”asked Maya.

Atharva leaned closer, his face inches from hers.

“Then I’ll turn your birthday into the worst day of your life.”

Maya let out a shallow laugh.

“You’ve already done that. So go ahead. I’m not saying it.”

Atharva suddenly grabbed her by the neck and pulled her up slightly.

“Why are you testing my patience?” he murmured. “Just do it quietly the way I tell you.”

Maya struggled slightly.

“You’re choking me now, Atharva… le—leave.”

Atharva looked at her for a second.

Then he let go.

Maya stepped back slightly, taking a deep breath.

Atharva leaned back again.

“Come on. Say it.”

Maya inhaled deeply before looking at him again.

“Don’t punish me… I’ll make your life colourful.”

A dark smile spread across Atharva’s face.

“That’s my girl.”

He tapped the stick again.

“Now stand up. And twerk.”

Maya blinked in confusion.

“What?”

“Twerk, biwi. Turn around. Keep your ass toward me… face the other side… and twerk. Chop chop.”

Maya clenched her fists in anger.

But she turned around.

Her back now facing Atharva.

Slowly she began moving.

Atharva lightly struck her with the stick.

“Faster.”

Maya shut her eyes tightly in frustration.

Then she began moving more aggressively.

The tiny skirt rode higher with every movement.

Atharva watched silently.

After a few moments he spoke again.

“Nice.”

“Stop.”

Maya turned around and faced him again.

Atharva leaned forward slightly.

“Now say… ‘I want to suffocate you, Officer.’”

Maya stared at him.

“What? What are you even saying?”

Atharva suddenly slammed the stick against the couch loudly.

“Say it!”

Maya’s voice came out unsteady.

“I… I want to suffocate you, Officer…”

Atharva tilted his head slightly, watching her with dark amusement.

“How?”

Maya looked at him in confusion, clearly unsure what he meant.

Atharva’s lips curled slowly.

“Say… by sitting on your face.”

Maya’s breath caught.

“At… Atharva…”

But before she could say anything else, Atharva pushed the couch backward. It shifted like an adjustable car seat, reclining smoothly until he was lying back comfortably.

He stretched out, resting his head against the cushion.

Then he looked at her.

“Come. Sit on my face.”

Maya_“Ath… Atharva, you—”

“Come!” he shouted suddenly.

Maya flinched.

Slowly she stepped toward him, her movements hesitant, uncertain.

But when she stopped near him, unable to gather the courage to continue, Atharva grabbed both her thighs firmly.

In one sharp pull he dragged her forward and seated her over his face.

Maya gasped softly as she felt his mouth against her pussy.

Her eyes immediately shut tight.

Atharva didn’t hold back.

His hands gripped her thighs as he began licking and sucking her intensely, completely lost in the taste and scent of her.

Maya’s breathing grew uneven as she struggled to process the overwhelming sensation.

After a moment Atharva briefly pulled his face away.

“Rub,” he murmured hoarsely. “Rub it… and do it roughly.”

Maya opened her mouth to protest.

But before a word could escape, Atharva suddenly bit down on her sensitive flesh.

“Aah—!”she screamed.

The sharp pain made Maya instinctively move, rubbing herself against his face just like he had told her.

Her movements grew quicker, rougher.

After several long moments, Atharva finally released her.

Maya stepped away from him immediately, standing in front of him again with her head lowered, her breathing still uneven.

Atharva wiped his face slowly.

“That smell of your pussy…” he muttered, exhaling deeply. “Ahh… God. The best.”

He ran his fingers across his face, gathering the moisture before licking it from his fingers without hesitation.

A moment later he spoke again.

“There’s a tray on the table. Bring it here.”

Maya shifted uncomfortably.

“My… my hands are still tied.”

Atharva glanced down at the handcuffs.

Then he casually pulled a key from his pocket and unlocked them.

“Go.”

Maya walked to the table, picked up the covered tray, and brought it back.

“Keep it beside me,” Atharva said. “And take off my lower.”

Maya looked at him in disbelief.

“Please… just stop now. How much more forceful are you going to be?”

Atharva exhaled irritably.

“Baby, you’re really annoying.”

He leaned back again.

“I’m in a very good mood tonight. Don’t even try to ruin it.”

He tapped the tray lightly.

“Come on. Take it off.”

Grinding her teeth in frustration, Maya slowly knelt down in front of him.

She pulled down his lower.

He wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

By the time she finished, Atharva had already lifted the lid from the tray and taken something into his hand.

Maya looked up at him.

“It’s done.”

Atharva smiled slightly.

“It’s your birthday today, biwi. And you didn’t even eat cake.”

He picked up a small piece of cake.

“So…”

Slowly, deliberately, he placed it along his erection.

“Lick it.”

Maya instantly moved back in shock.

“How could you even think that I would do this? I… I won’t.”

Atharva grabbed her hair with his free hand, gripping it firmly.

“If I make you do it… it will be very harsh.”

His voice dropped lower.

“So lick it.”

He looked straight into her eyes.

“Seductively.”

He leaned back again, spreading his legs slightly.

“Stick your tongue out… keep your eyes locked with mine… and do it.”

Maya glared at him, anger burning in her eyes.

“So this is why you never let me stay away from you? So you can humiliate me like this… every single moment?”

Atharva shrugged lazily, completely unfazed.

“Think whatever you want. Just don’t ruin my mood right now.”

His voice hardened.

“Lick it, you idiot.”

Maya hesitated for a second. A faint fear flickered across her face. Slowly, she bit her lower lip, just like he had instructed.

Then she leaned forward.

Exactly the way Atharva had told her.

Her tongue touched the cake hesitantly, licking it from his skin.

Atharva watched her with a dark satisfaction in his eyes.

Every time she finished licking one part, he smeared the cake slightly higher.

And Maya, despite not wanting to, kept following… licking it away slowly.

Step by step… she moved upward.

Finally, Atharva smeared the remaining bit of cake across his own lips.

Maya paused, her eyes shifting toward his mouth.

Then she slowly leaned closer.

Atharva__“First… sit on my dick.”

Maya lowered her gaze instantly.

For a moment she stayed frozen.

But then, silently, she climbed onto him and sat down.

Atharva’s head fell back against the couch as a deep smile spread across his face.

Maya wrapped her arms loosely around his neck as she settled over him.

Atharva suddenly grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled it down, tossing it aside carelessly.

His hands gripped her hips tightly.

“Kiss me… and keep moving.”

Before she could respond, he captured her lips.

Maya didn’t argue.

For the first time in a long while, she kissed him back while slowly moving against him.

Their breathing grew heavier with every second.

After a while, Atharva pulled his face away slightly.

“Jump,” he murmured.

“Jump on it.”

Maya gripped his shoulders tightly and began moving faster, lifting herself and dropping down again.

Atharva’s smile only deepened as he watched her.

After some time, he pulled her top off as well.

Then suddenly he turned her around in one swift motion and bent her over the table.

Maya’s chest pressed against the surface.

Her face lowered toward the table… while her hips faced Atharva.

Atharva picked up the remaining cake and smeared it slowly across her skin.

“Let me taste it too.”

His voice came out rough.

Then he leaned down, slowly licking it away.

Maya shut her eyes tightly, biting her lip as she felt his mouth against her.

Within moments, Atharva pulled her closer and entered her.

A sharp cry escaped Maya’s lips.

Atharva grabbed her firmly and began moving roughly, his pace intense and relentless.

The sound of skin against skin filled the room.

“Yes, biwi,” he muttered harshly. “Scream.”

His movements grew rougher.

Maya cried out louder, her voice trembling.

“Ahh… God… Atharva…”

After some time, Atharva grabbed her by the waist and lifted her away from the table.

In the next second, he threw her onto the bed.

Before she could react, he locked her wrists above her head with the handcuffs again.

Maya looked up at him, breathing heavily.

“Why this?”

Atharva smirked faintly.

“It will be more fun.”

Then he lifted her legs onto his shoulders and pushed into her again.

Maya’s body moved with the force of his rhythm.

Her hands remained trapped above her head.

She could only turn her head from side to side as her breathless moans escaped her.

Their voices echoed through the dark room… mixing with the red glow of the lights around them.

Atharva leaned down close to Maya’s ear, his breath warm against her skin.

“Would you like to beat me?”

Maya turned her head slightly, looking at him in confusion.

Atharva unlocked her wrists and placed the stick back into her hands.

Maya stared at it, surprised.

“Are… are you serious?”

“When I fuck you,” Atharva said calmly, “beat me as hard as you want. And demand that I do it harder.”

“B-but—”

Before she could finish, Atharva lifted her legs back onto his shoulders and began thrusting again, harder than before.

“Do it now.”

A scream escaped Maya’s lips as the sudden intensity overwhelmed her. Instinctively she began striking his body with the stick.

Every hit only seemed to make Atharva move faster.

The sound of the stick against his skin… Maya’s cries… and Atharva’s rough breathing echoed loudly through the dark room.

Soon the noise wasn’t contained within the room anymore.

Their voices carried down the corridor, echoing faintly across the entire floor.

After several long minutes, Atharva suddenly grabbed Maya from behind and lifted her onto the counter.

He spread her legs and pushed into her again.

Maya leaned back against him, her head falling slightly as soft moans escaped her lips.

“Look at my dick,” Atharva murmured near her ear. “Look how I’m fucking you… look how I’m entering you.”

Maya slowly opened her eyes and glanced downward.

For a few moments they stayed like that, moving together in that position.

After some time they shifted again… and then again.

Time blurred.

They were completely lost in each other, unaware of everything around them.

The red lights, the dark room, the world outside — none of it existed for those moments.

Only them.

Only the heat between them.

After a long while Maya’s voice came out breathless.

“Stop… stop now… I can’t breathe… please.”

Atharva shook his head slightly, his voice rough.

“One more minute… please.”

He pulled her tightly against him and finished.

A few seconds later both of them collapsed onto the floor, lying flat on their backs.

Their chests rose and fell rapidly.

Their hearts pounded hard in their chests.

Atharva turned his head and looked at Maya.

She was staring at the ceiling, taking long, deep breaths.

“Did you enjoy it?” he asked quietly.

Maya glanced at him once before turning her gaze back to the ceiling.

“You enjoy something when you do it willingly,” she replied tiredly. “You always do it forcefully.”

Atharva moved closer, leaning over her slightly.

“Then why were you moaning happily if you didn’t enjoy it?”

“Happy?” Maya scoffed faintly. “Those were screams of pain. You become like an animal.”

She pushed him away slightly and sat up.

“That’s why sounds came out.”

Atharva sat beside her, still watching her.

“Should we do it once more?”

Maya looked at him in disbelief.

“Oh my God, Atharva… I can barely breathe properly right now. Don’t you have any shame?”

Atharva chuckled softly.

He pulled her into his lap.

“Maya…”

She looked at him cautiously.

Atharva stared into her eyes for a moment… studying her face, her lips, the tired expression on her features.

“What now?” Maya muttered. “Please don’t say you want to go again.”

Atharva’s expression softened unexpectedly.

“I love you, Maya. I literally love you… a lot.”

Maya’s eyes widened in shock.

She immediately tried to straighten herself, trying to pull away.

But Atharva suddenly wrapped his arms around her tightly.

“Fuck… I’m in love with you so hard,” he muttered against her shoulder. “I never expected I could love someone this much.”

Maya stayed silent, simply listening to him.

“I’m sorry,” he continued quietly. “Even on your birthday… I hurt you so much. I tortured you.”

His grip tightened slightly.

“But you didn’t leave me any other option.”

Maya slowly spoke.

“Then what kind of love is this? When you hurt someone you love? I’ve always heard that love doesn’t hurt.”

Atharva lifted her face gently with both his hands so she had to look at him.

“Then become mine,” he said softly. “Only mine.”

His eyes held an intense desperation.

“Accept me… and I promise you, the day you do that, I’ll leave everything. I’ll change myself.”

His voice dropped lower.

“I’ll become exactly the man you want me to be.”

Maya kept staring at him in stunned silence.

The side of Atharva she was seeing right now… it was hard for her to believe it was real. His voice was softer, almost vulnerable, yet something about it still carried the same dangerous intensity.

Atharva watched her carefully.

“But if you continue like this,” he added, his tone suddenly turning colder, “stubborn, arrogant, and always refusing to listen… then every day will become worse than the last. Got it?”

Maya slowly nodded.

Atharva leaned slightly closer, his eyes locking with hers.

“You have two days,” he said quietly. “Only two days.”

His words felt heavy in the silent room.

“Decide what kind of life you want… a happy one or a miserable one.”

He paused for a moment.

“Because only your decision can change your life. And whatever your decision will be you’ll still be with me.”

His gaze darkened slightly.

“And if I don’t get your answer within two days… then everything will continue exactly the way it is now. According to me.”

Maya didn’t say anything.

She just kept looking at him, her mind racing.

Atharva gently leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss against her forehead.

“Happy birthday, wifey.”

Maya frowned slightly.

“Next day already? It must be past midnight by now.”

Atharva glanced at the clock casually.

“11:58 pm.”

Maya didn’t reply.

The silence between them lingered for a moment.

Then Atharva stood up and stretched his arms lightly.

“Come,” he said. “Let’s have some dinner.”

Maya gave a faint nod.

Both of them walked back toward the room. They changed into fresh clothes, and Atharva ordered dinner from downstairs.

Soon the food arrived.

They sat together quietly and began eating.

Neither of them spoke much.

The exhaustion from the night had settled deep into their bodies.

After finishing, they lay down on the bed.

Atharva pulled Maya into his arms almost instinctively.

Within minutes, his breathing slowed as he drifted into sleep.

Maya closed her eyes too.

But her mind refused to rest.

Atharva’s words kept echoing again and again in her head—

Two days.

Only two days.

Tell me readers Did u enjoy it? And What do u want her to say after two days?