12| Manipulative Aayansh.
"She was both his Sin and salvation, and every line in between was their dark fairytale"
"You know what you taste like, hmm?" I whisper in her ear, my lips touch her earlobe and my breath flows over her neck as my hand slides up to her inner thigh over the fabric of her gown.
Her body shivers with each touch of mine but she isn't protesting which is attracting me towards her even more.
I'm the person who didn't even tolerate anyone's glance on me until I allow them to, and If she is attracting me like a dirtiest desire and sweetest craving, then there should be something different about her- this girl is fucking made for me and there's no chance of ever letting her go.
She stays still and quiet, grabbing the fabric of her gown in her fists which is clear Indication of fear and nervousness washing over her mind.
I curl my hands on her fists and kiss roughly on her back before turning her towards me. Our eyes meet and a wave of satisfaction runs inside me after seeing both my fear and yearning in her eyes. Though we can't see each other's faces, our eyes remain intact to one another.
"I asked you something." I murmur, warning is evident in my tone.
"N- No" she stutters, her eyes gleaming with moisture.
Too naive, too adorable and too addictive!
"You taste Just like you're made for me to devour." my voice is low and intense as my face hides in her neck, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her heated body.
Just then the door knocks again, this time more impulsively and dhairya Jindal's trembling voice reaches us, commanding his men "Rian, come on Tara's floor as fast as you can. I think something is wrong, bring security staff and just come fast"
I completely ignore his existence at the moment as my entire focus is on devouring his pretty daughter.
She's too delicate just like a newly blossomed flower and fierce like fire. Her angelic big eyes, igniting the monster inside me. She's the angel who can make satan crave for heaven and hell feel like home.
Out of all my sins, she'll be my favourite and the salvation for which I'll gladly bow down.
"Am I scaring you, Amour?" I ask, my voice came out as a mere whisper.
She stays quiet again but her eyes flickering with fear remain lock to mine, I tighten my grip over her waist and she nods her head immediately after feeling my proximity, making an evil grin curl over my lips.
"Good, as I'll do things to you that will definitely make your soul terrified of my existence" I murmur near her face, my lips just an inch away from her trembling lips. Without wasting much time, I press the nerve on her neck and she falls unconscious on my chest within seconds.
I instantly lift her on my shoulder and step forward, just then my phone rings. I close my eyes and let out a sigh of frustration and take it out of my pocket. It is Rivaan's call, if he's calling me at this time then there must be something important.
I pick up the call and his voice crackles from the other side "Bro, I get some important information."
"Speak up" I say in a low growl as I glance around.
"Tara Jindal, she's not the real daughter of Dhairya Jindal, she's adopted." Hearing his words, the wave of amusement runs inside me.
"where did you get this information from?" I ask, my tone firm and compose.
"On your order, I found out the information about Jindals- everything. And in between, I got to know about the contract which was made between her real parents and Dhairya Jindal."
"It says that she'll be under the care of Dhairya Jindal until she turns 21, and after that, it would be her decision whether she wants to stay with him or live independently." My expressions remain neutral and unreadable. But what's going on in my mind is dangerous yet interesting.
"Also, on her 21st birthday, Dhairya Jindal will announce her marriage with 'Adrik Rajvansh' after the contract is over." He concludes and my fist clenches on the sound of these words.
I hang up the phone, as this much information is enough for me to play and rule over minds.
The contract will end after two years, when my girl turns 21.
And it's obvious she doesn't know about anything.
So basically, her so-called father and brother betrayed her by hiding the reality.
And want to get my girl married to someone else- No fucking way.
I head towards the bed and lay her in it, my eyes rove over her face drained off colours as I tilt my head slightly.
She's mine and I'll fucking possess her more than anything. I'll go to the depths of hell and Hades of darkness if it means to make her mine- Only mine.
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PRESENT
That day I came to snatch her cause she was my enemy's weakness, and left her cause it wasn't the right time.
And after two years, when I saw her in my room that night, she attracted me in the same way she did the first time.
And eventually, I lost my control on her as she's the only one who holds the ability to make me lose my control and sanity.
When I got to know everything the next morning, things became more certain and I waited till her birthday.
Since that night, she was in my sight evey second.
And this time, I snatched her cause she's mine, my addiction and I fucking claim her- not just her body, her soul and everything related to her.
Though she's unaware about our first encounter, and for now, I didn't even want her to know about it. But using this adoption against AJ, I couldn't miss this chance. So the only thing I told her is 'the contract' and adoption, which is the perfect card to play on this situation.
"She had the right to know about the contract, isn't it?" A smirk forms on my lips as I speak.
"You broke your sister's trust, brother in law" I say and tilt my head slightly to glance at her who's still looking at her brother with a fragile, broken hope and trust.
"Bro-" the only word comes out my throat as I feel suffocated and exhausted, both mentally and physically. My mind isn't ready to process all this. I'm not my daddy's real daughter? I'm not my brother's sister? But how and why?
Why me god? What did I do to deserve all this?
This can't be true, Yes! this is all a lie, just a lie, One of the most haunting lies of my life.
My Daddy, he is my super hero whom I consider as my role model ever since I gained consciousness. And my brother, a perfect man ever exists, he's perfect in everything. A perfect son, perfect human being and the best brother ever.
I remain frozen in my place, my eyes never leave bro's eyes as he heads towards and a ray of hope arises within my mind that he'll tell me the truth, he'll tell me that all this is just a lie.
"Please, I can't take it! Aap batao, Ye sab jhooth hai na?" I ask him, my voice dripping with hope and belief.
{You tell, this is all a lie?}
He takes my face in his palms and looks into my eyes, his expressions soft and convincing. "This isn't the whole truth, princess, you trust me. You trust your brother, right?" He says calmly.
Tears blur my vision as I look into his eyes, trying to search for the same confidence and firmness but all I can see is agony and guilt.
"Please don't cry, princess. You know I can't see tears in your eyes." He murmurs slowly, his voice crackles with pain which is evident in his eyes too.
"Bro please, I want to trust you. Please tell me all this is a lie" my voice is breaking with each word coming out of my throat.
"Trust is already broken, fireheart! And some broken things can't be repaired." Aayansh speaks, I can feel his eyes stick on me.
"I'm talking to my brother." I reply without turning towards him.
"And I'm talking to my would be wife." He retorts.
I let out a sigh, trying to compose myself which is more hard than anything else at the moment.
"Bro" I look straight into his eyes "I want to know the truth, please"
Pain and guilt mix in his gaze as he looks at me, he keep his hand on my cheek.
"The contract was real, and with dad, I also knew about that." These few words of him break my heart completely, make me feel devastated for the first time ever in my life.
I feel betrayed, everything and everyone seems a lie to me now, and the thought of it Shattering my heart into million pieces.
Tears shedding through my eyes like they never did before and pain and grief is all left in my mind, as it is not ready to process all this.
My heart is beating heavily inside my chest and breath drying with every go.
I can't take it, I just can't! I can't breathe.
"Princess, Let me explain to you, please." Bro's voice reaches to my ears again but his answer doesn't satisfy me as it's confirming the agony washing over my mind.
For a moment, my mind goes numb and each and every nerve of my body shudders with pain. Every bone in my body feels loose with disbelief.
"Who are my real parents?" I ask, my voice low and lifeless as my eyes fixate on the ground. It's not like I feel something, but at least I have the right to know about them.
"At least listen to me, Tara! It isn't-" I cut off his words "please-"
"They aren't alive."
"Okay"
"You are my and dad's little princess since we held your tiny fingers, this won't change. Our love for you will never change."
He holds my wrists and says "let's go home, I'll tell you everything there."
Just then Aayansh holds my another wrist saying "she isn't going anywhere." His voice deepening with fury.
I remain calm for a few moments, things are heavy to take but I can't escape reality.
This might be the worst decision of mine, but if it meant to be worse, it will be. Sometimes, we should leave the things on destiny... For better or for worse.
My whole existence might be a lie, but the precious moments I shared with them were pure and mean everything to me. I'm hurt but can never hate him and daddy, they're my life, the ones who lead me to life.
"Tara, you are coming with me." He says in a low growl, as he holds my hand tightly.
"Your misunderstanding, brother in law" Aayansh pulls me towards him and I bent towards him slightly.
Before bro can say or react to anything, I take deep breath and declare "I'm marrying him." I can see the winning smile curling over his lips.
"And you think I'll let you do this stupidity, princess. Please, at least give me a chance to explain and clarify things, please." For the very first time, I see moisture in his eyes accompanying the pain I'm bringing to him.
"I already told you AJ, I will snatch what's mine in front of your eyes." Aayansh scoffs but he doesn't react to anything, as his entire focus is on me.
"Please, princess I-" I cut him off "I know you wanted the best for me, but maybe it is destined to be worst."
"I won't let this happen, at any cost. Understand?" He head forward, holding my hand but I stop.
"If you ever loved me a bit. Then please just go, don't show me your face or try to connect to me in any way until I myself come to you."
Its not like I'm hating him or pushing him away, but I need time to overcome all this. I know him and daddy must have their own reasons to hide from me, but still this is aching in my heart.
"Never, I can tolerate your resentment but I won't let you ruin your life cause of my mistake." He pleases, his tone gets heavier out of agony.
"Please, I beg you." I whisper, my breath heavy and dry. The unspoken tension hanging up in this thick air is palpable. His eyes lock into mine as if begging me to stop what I'm doing.
I have an idea how badly these words must be stabbing like a dagger in his heart.
As his eyes fill with pain and agony remain intact to mine, I turn my head towards the other side as the tears clouding my eyes once again.
Several drops of tear gleams on his face which indicates the scar I made in his heart which is aching him to the fullest.
Aayansh holds my hand and head towards the car, my eyes fixate on the ground while I can feel Bro's eyes still on me, Until I disappear from his vision.
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I'm sitting in the same room from where I ran away a while ago, I never thought I'd come back here myself and the situation will be this. I glance at myself in the mirror, completely adorned as the bride, but my face reflecting the shadow of shattered me.
The door knocks and a girl comes to take me downstairs, I go with her like a lifeless puppet, without saying a word. I'm not in the condition to think anything or maybe I didn't want to think anything.
After reaching downstairs, my eyes fall on the mandap where he's sitting, wearing a golden royal sherwani as the priest is applying tilak on his forehead, performing the groom rituals.
Only Rivaan is standing near the mandap and there's no one else. The mandap is decorated with red roses and there are roses under my feet too. My heart pounds as soon as he turns his head and looks at me. I grab my lehenga in my fist out of nervousness and a sudden fear.
Suddenly, he stands up and steps towards me. Taking my hand in his, he leans over my face and whispers near my lips "Looking like mine" and then head towards the stage. I glance at our hands once and then at him who's looking at me, like I'm the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.
"Just finish all this fast." Aayansh commands the priest and he nods his head immediately out of fear.
"Pehle Dulhan dulhe ko varmala pehnaaye" the priest instructs and one of the servant brings the tray of varmala to Tara. Her face drained off colours and her hands tremble while picking it from the tray.
She looks at Aayansh who's smirking while his eyes lock to hers. He bends down a little and she puts the garland around his neck.
"Ab dulha Dulhan Ko varmala pehnaaye" priest utters and starts chanting mantras to complete the rituals.
Aayansh picks out the garland from the tray and puts it around her neck, she stays still and lifeless.
Holding Tara's hand, Aayansh heads towards the mandap and make her sit beside him. The priest continues chanting mantras and performing other rituals. Meanwhile, where Tara's eyes remain intact to the mandap and Aayansh's eyes on her face. Rivaan does the gathbandhan on the priest's command.
"Ab dulha Dulhan pheron ke liye khade ho jaaye" The priest instructs and both of them stands up.
"Pehle chaar pheron mein dulhan aage rahegi aur fir dulha" he says and continues with the rituals.
Tara takes round around fire with her slightly faltering steps and Aayansh follows her.
Her legs feel weak and her mind is blank with each step.
Before she can take a step forward for the 4th round, slight darkness descends before her eyes and she's about to fall when Aayansh holds her by grabbing her waist.
"I- I can't" she breathes heavily as she glances at him with her pale face and her eyes gleams with moisture, indicating how exhausted she is, both mentally and physically.
"You are mine, for now and forever. And I promise I won't let you go away from me ever" he murmurs, his voice full of intent and passion as his eyes lock to hers.
After pheras, they take their seat back and the priest continues with the rituals.
"Ab dulha Dulhan ki maang mein sindoor bhare aur Mangal Sutra pehnaaye"
A servant forwards a tray containing the vermilion and nuptial chain to Aayansh. He picks up the coin and grab some vermilion on it before turning towards her. Her eyes hold tears as she blinks, a single drop of tear slide down her cheek reflecting unspoken emotions.
Aayansh puts her maang teeka aside to apply the vermilion in her hairline, she closes her eyes and a little vermilion falls on her nose. After that, Aayansh make her wear the nuptial chain.
"Vivaah sampann hua, aaj se aap dono pati patni hai"
As soon as these words leave the priest's mouth, a winning smirk makes its way on Aayansh's face, declaring that she is his in all ways now- physically and officially. Where Tara remains still.
"Handle these media shits Rivaan, no information should reach out to them without my consent." He orders Rivaan after standing up.
Without saying anything, he lifts Tara in his arms and head towards the lift to reach out their room. Tara didn't say a word, instead she hides her face in his chest after wrapping her arms around his neck.