09| A Monster.
"He looks at me like I'm his
He makes me feel like I'm his
And somewhere inside me
I also feel like I'm his"
The moment I felt him so close to me, I pulled the trigger out of nervousness and eventually the gun slipped away from my trembling hands. I closed my eyes tightly and covered both my ears with my palms as the loud sound of a gun shot echoed throughout the room.
For a couple of seconds, scary silence hovered over the room until I heard his voice saying "Not bad, my girl got guts."
Sighing, I opened my eyes only to meet my gaze with him who was standing just a few inches away from me and looking at me with his head slightly tilted.
My eyes widened with shock as soon as my gaze fell on his shoulder which was drenched with blood.
And above all this, he was standing like it was just mere scratch for him.
"Y- you're bleeding." I stuttered, my voice barely came out of my throat.
My heart pounded and adrenaline rushed down my spine after seeing him like this.
Gleaming with moisture, my eyes still stuck on his injured shoulder and I felt something stabbing in my soul on the thought, how much pain he must be feeling because of me.
I'm not the person to even think of hurting someone, how can I do this then?
I got down from the bed and rushed towards him. I felt his eyes still stuck on me but I couldn't care less about it at the moment. I glanced here and there for a first aid kit and fortunately, my gaze fell on the side drawer which might contain some antiseptic stuffs.
I took a step forward towards picking it out, just then he grabbed my arm and pinned me against the nearest wall. I lifted my head to look into his eyes which was blazing with fury and possessiveness.
My eyes travelled throughout his face, his hairs scattered on his forehead, his dark blue blue eyes resembling both the serenity of ocean and agony of volcano.
His little pointed nose was touching mine, his clenched sharp jawline and subtle berry coloured lips, resembling a perfect image of Greek god.
He may be a dream of many girls, but not mine.
Our bodies were totally pressed against each other, my breast was touching his tight bare chest and his grip was tight on both my arms. He was staring at me just like a predator eyeing on its prey.
"Don't you f'cking dare to react as if you care for me." His warm breaths flowing on my face as he spoke. "Don't try to be the cure of my pain, I'm not used to all this."
"I'm not a monster like you, I have feelings in my heart and I can't see anyone in pain." I murmured, trying hard to not to get affected with his words and most importantly, 'his closeness'.
Again my eyes fell on his shoulder which was bleeding continuously.
I turned my face towards the other side as I don't have the guts to see him like this, while his face was still close to mine.
His nerves were taut and I could sense that he was putting pressure on his nerves, which might be increasing the bleeding.
"Please, stop it! You're already bleeding, Let me treat you, please" I uttered restlessly.
"You want to treat me?" He raised his brow and questioned me. I immediately looked at him, restlessness and amusement mixed in my gaze.
He was completely hovered over my face with his eyes locked in mine, passion and Obsession was all I could see in his eyes.
I slowly nodded my head in response to his question and a smirk appeared on his face.
Before I could recognise the reason behind his smirk, he grabbed my neck and smashed his lips on mine, making my eyes widen.
He was s'cking and nibbling on my lips, as if they were his favourite dish. I closed my tightly and tugged his hair because of his passion and intensity I was feeling on my lips. I was neither kissing him back nor stopping him from kissing me, rather I just stood still.
I opened my eyes at the moment he entered his tongue inside my mouth and started licking and s'cking every corner of it. I felt that he wasn't actually kissing but devouring my lips with his passion. His actions were desperate and impatient, just like I was his never ending his addiction.
My eyes were locked with his, as he continued s'cking and biting my lips. I pat on his left shoulder, as soon as I realised that I was breathless.
He freed my lips after biting my lower lip and rested his forehead on mine. Here I was struggling for each breath, while his gaze was still fixed on my lips.
What this man is? I mean, is he for real? I won't deny the fact that I couldn't resist him. Reason? I don't know. But A pure feeling like love? That too for this monster? Never. Yes I may sound bipolar, but this is how it is.
Meanwhile, I was restlessly looking here and there while trying hard to normalise my breath. Honestly I didn't want to look at him, while his gaze was as always stuck on me.
"Eyes on me, Amour." He whispered in a low growl, while tightening his grip around my waist. Unwillingly, I turned my head towards him.
"You know what, I hate you." I murmured slowly, my tone laced with irritation and fury.
"Hate me or curse me, it doesn't change the fact that you are f'cking mine." He rubbed my lower lip with his thumb and a gasp left my mouth.
"And next time if you ever tried to ignore me, I'll tie you to the bed and f'ck you until the only thing lefts in this little mind of yours is Me, and Only me." He whispered near my lips, I could sense the warning in his tone.
I was about to say something, just then I looked at his shoulder once again and heaved a sigh. Like, ain't he feeling any pain?
"Now will you please let me treat your wound?" I gasped with evident restlessness in my voice.
"Let it bleed, Every wound given by you is precious to me... I want to feel this pain deeper." Hearing his words, my lips parted and I gave him a 'Are you mad?' look.
But before I could utter a single word, his phone rang. He looked at me once, and then went towards the night stand to pick his phone. I was looking at him only, he hadn't even glanced at his injured shoulder once.
"I don't need to tell you everything, Aiden." he said in a cold tone after picking up the call, meanwhile I was still rooted in my place only. He went towards the closet and I sat in the bed out of frustration.
Many things were going on in my mind. I haven't seen my bro and daddy since almost one and half day.
I knew that they must have turned the whole New York upside down, just to find me and they'll reach me very soon.
But what I'm doing? Sitting here like a helpless bitch? That's not me, I'm not helpless.
It felt like, I was living in a fairytale until now.
Where everything was so beautiful and so perfect.
My daddy and bro, they never let a single tear fall from my eyes, they protected me from every sorrow, every haunting reality.
And now, the darkest dream of my life became reality, which I'm facing every second of my life.
A faint sound dragged me out of my thoughts and I turned my gaze towards the closet where he was coming from.
My eyes scanned him from top to bottom. He was all dressed black, consisting of an elegant cascade carefully tucked in his black pants with an overcoat. A breitling watch was wrapped around his wrist to finish the look. I won't deny the fact that he was looking freaking gorgeous, but who cares.
The moment I saw him heading out, I couldn't stop myself from rushing towards him. I grabbed his coat and grinding my teeth, I asked him "You want to marry me just because I'm your physical desire?"
"Or I'm your enemy's sister and you want to use me against my brother?" Frustration was evident in my voice.
His lips curled into a slight smirk as he lifted his hand and slowly brought it closer to my fist grabbing the fabric of his coat and curled his palms around mine. "Wrong Amour, I'm marrying you cause I'm addicted to you in ways, you can never imagine"
"And I want you by my side, for now and forever.
" He exclaimed calmly while looking straight into my eyes, Unwillingly my heart fluttered on his words, even though It didn't meant to, still his words were affecting me.
I didn't know what to say in his words, he was playing with my mind through his words.
F'ck you Tara, f'ck you f'ck you f'ck you!
I knew that I'm just his mere Obsession, his physical need but not his love. This man can love anyone, neither he deserve anyone's love.
I got my hands off his collar and let out a sigh, his attention remained still on me as he was noticing my every expression and each gesture.
"I'm ready to marry you, Aayansh." I whispered slowly.
"Monster to direct Aayansh, nice progress." He said, folding the sleeves of his shirt, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
"But I have a condition." I started in a low voice. "I want to talk to my bro before our marriage."
A dark shadow passed through his eyes as he started rubbing his left brow with his thumb and closed his eyes for a couple of seconds. I didn't understand the meaning of his gesture.
"You'll surely meet your brother tomorrow, but I'll decide when and how." He said before leaving from there.
I didn't know, but I shivered from his words for a moment. I was having a strong feeling something bad is going to happen. I don't trust him, not even a bit. But I trust bro, he won't let anything wrong happen.
Marriage with this monster? Never. I just wanted to win his trust and I'm not sure if I succeeded or not. But one thing going on in my mind was to run away, I'll run away from this marriage. I knew It won't be easy, but I won't lose myself.
I knew this villa has no manual security, instead everything here was so technological and advanced.
Even the door of rooms were password locked and the servant staff themselves act as robots.
I looked at the vintage clock, it's 4.51 am already.
Night was already passed and this night was to sleep for sure.
My mind was ready for every possibility, either to save me from this hell or lose myself on him.
And anyway "If it meant to be, it will be."
???
"You know, there's a rule in the underworld which says 'only one can rule and others have to die'." The old man sitting in front of me spoke as he gave some indication to one of his men. He was Andrew Carson, the former chief of Atlasco and one of the biggest drug smugglers of the underworld.
(Atlasco was an international mafia organisation which is spread across the world)
"I don't just rule, Carson. I conquer and rule" I spoke in a calm and composed tone while leaning on my chair.
"Interesting, I like your confidence king! But what if I'll kill you right now?" He uttered with a smirk as soon as his son Aaron pointed his gun on me.
My lips curled into a smirk and I didn't even bothered to look at his bastard son.
Instead, I took out the cigar from my pocket and pressed it between my lips.
I knew this f'cker will do something like this, as he has the dream to see his son in my position, that is on the underworld king's position.
"Try Carson, just try." I said while liting up my cigar.
"So you don't fear death?" He raised his brow and asked in an amused way.
"I don't fear anything." I replied with the same tone. His expressions changed and he indicated his son to take off the gun.
"I heard you're marrying, well I have two great offers for you." His tone was composed this time and my eyes slid from his face to the file he kept on the table.
"My daughter Celeste wants to marry you, if you'll marry her then I'll-"
"Next one." I cut off his words, my jaw and fist clenched on the sound of his words.
With an oblique smirk formed on his face, he murmured "Looks like you're deeply in love with your fiance, then should I Target her-"
"Be careful with your words Carson, I have a childhood habit of ripping off throats.
" I said with a very cold tone this time, as I crushed the lit up cigar within my palm, trying to control the anger burning inside me.
I will surely rip off your throat motherfucker, but at the right time and right place.
"We can kill AJ together." He gasped after taking a pause of a few minutes.
"He's not just your enemy, he's 'our' enemy." He proceeded with his words while I remained calm.
"And why do you think I'll agree on this?" I asked him, knowing exactly what was going on in this f'cker's mind.
"If I say I can help you in reaching out singhania, then?" He smirked.
Virendra Singhania, He was one of those three men who were involved in mom's organ smuggling after her demise.
I kept my expression unreadable as I stood and said "offer accepted."
I left the place with Aiden and Rivaan coming behind me.
"Bhai, you have already killed Singhania, then why agreed on his offer?" Rivaan asked with a hint of confusion and amusement in his tone.
"He's thinking that he'll use me, Let him live in his fantasy for some more time." I uttered while heading towards my car.
???
"Do you even realise what you have done, Aayansh?" The middle aged man stood in front of me spoke with the evident tension and fury in his voice.
He was Antassio Romano, the current chief of Atlasco and the one who trained me since I entered this crime world. I was barely thirteen when I entered into this world, everything was so new for me back then. And now, I don't just live in crime, But rule over it.
Meeting him before was necessary at the moment.
"The whole underworld knows that AJ's sister is with you. AJ is not a normal man for god's sake, you have almost called out a war by kidnapping his sister." He snapped with the same tone.
"He's calm because his sister is with you, And I'm sure he will attack you as soon as he finds her." I remained unaffected of his words.
"Do you even realise the consequences of this?" He frowned.
"I don't care about the consequences, chief." I uttered calmly.
He sighed as he paused at his place.
"So your're marrying her?" He asked once again.
"I think this doesn't matter here." My tone was stiff at this time.
"It matters, your would be wife will be a mafia queen. I don't trust AJ's sister, she will create problems for us, or she herself might be a problem."
"Marry Carson's daughter, it will be beneficial for us. She'll act as our puppet and apart from this, All the illegal smuggling routes will come under our supervision."
My fist clenched on his words but I kept myself calm. I wish I could shove your skull with the bullets of my gun, but your fate that you are my chief.
"I'm not telling you to marry her right now. And about AJ's sister, you have to kill her if she creates any problem in our work, I know you don't feel anything for her, so it won't be a difficult task for you." He concluded with his words.
"You're disrespecting my woman, chief." I exclaimed, my tone was firm yet composed.
"You're forgetting the rule of Atlasco, profession comes before anything or anyone else." He said In a low voice.
"Let me remind you another rule of Atlasco, chief. 'Disrespect should not be tolerated, whether it's ours or people related to us'" I uttered with the same tone.
"You're right, so you consider her as your woman?" He frowned.
"I think you heard it right." I mumbled while looking straight into his eyes.
He sighed and after taking a pause of a few seconds, he murmured slowly "Go ahead young man, I'm always with you... To guide you and show you the right path."
Sure, and I'll show you the path to hell once I find out that you were involved in all this.
???
"How long, Luca?" Arsh who was driving the car at the highest speed asked luca in an infuriating tone, Luca was connected to him with a Bluetooth.
"Boss, you're almost there." Luca murmured from the other side.
Arsh's eyes were fixed in front and the anger radiating off in his waves could be easily felt as he was driving with a mad speed.
"Boss, you haven't taken any Security with you, it's quite dangerous." Luca let out sigh from the other end.
"Do f'ck with your security, Once I found my Tara... Then I swear I'll destroy him from his very existence." He growled.
Meanwhile, Arsh was driving the car. Something caught his attention and his eyes flickered with fury. He immediately pulled the break and got out of his car.
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To be continued~