19| Drunk Tara.
"I danced with the devil and fell in love with him
Crossing my heaven, I became his hell and the demons see no ends to this love"
Locking myself in my room, I hugged miki (my bunny) and sat in bed, covering me with a blanket.
I rubbed my eyes as they were burning because I was crying.
A while ago, when I went to daddy's room to play with him, I heard him and mumma talking that they'd send bro to Germany for his higher studies, that too for four years.
But why? He could study here too, I will help him in every subject except mathematics. I couldn't stay without him and I knew he also couldn't stay without me.
I didn't even know how many days were there in four years, but it was a very long time.
"Tara, open the door, baby please, you haven't even eaten anything yet." Mumma's tense voice reached me but I didn't react.
"I won't, first tell me that you won't send bro to Germany, mumma, I promise I will help him in studies." I hissed while sobbing.
"Baby you are young, you won't understand. This is important, when you grow up, you'll also have to go out for studies." She explained, knocking the door impulsively.
"No, I won't go anywhere without my bro" I grimaced, tears flowing from my eyes became faster. Daddy also tried to convince me, but I didn't listen to him.
I knew they'd try to open the door with that magic key, so I warned them already "daddy, if you opened the door with cheating, then I won't talk to you for four days." I emphasized on 'four days' as I knew he couldn't stay without talking and playing with me.
"No, princess. Your mom was trying to cheat, I won't do any cheating" he said, his tone convincing and concerned.
I didn't open the door and kept crying in spite of their many efforts until I heard bro's voice "Tara, open the door." His tone was as always gentle.
I pulled out my face from the blanket and glanced towards the door. A super idea came into my mind and I stood up, opening the night stand's drawer, I took out my eye cleaning drop and poured a few drops into my eyes, and messed my hair so that I could look more sad.
After doing all this hard work, I picked up miki from bed. Opening the door, I saw mumma, daddy and bro were standing, concern and desperation dripped from their faces. But before they could say anything, I declared "only bro is allowed to come inside my room" I held his hand and took him inside.
I made him sit on the sofa and I sat on the table in front of him. He took my face in his hands and wiped my fake plus real tears.
"Stop crying, princess. You know I can't see tears in your eyes." He exclaimed, settling my hair behind from my forehead.
I took a pause and tried to count how many days were there in four years on my fingers, but there were too many days and I had only ten fingers, meanwhile he was noticing my actions calmly.
"How many days are there in four years?" I asked bro, after failing myself miserably.
He took my hands in his and replied instantly "1461 days". I know he was a genius in mathematics.
Tears made their way again in my eyes as I sobbed and murmured "I will miss you every second of every minute of every day, Tara promise." I Entangled my small finger with his to confirm the promise.
"Will you miss me, bro?" I asked, fluttering my wet lashes.
"No" He replied, making me more sad.
"Why?" Some more tears shed down my eyes.
"First allow mom dad to come inside" he said while cleaning my tears and I nodded. Mumma daddy came inside but they didn't say anything between me and bro.
"I won't miss you cause I'm not going anywhere, I will always be with my princess." He kissed my palms and my face lightened up.
"Promise?" I demanded.
"Promise" He remarked and I giggled.
"Arsh, what are you saying?" Mumma uttered tensely, sitting with us.
"Yes mom, I'm not going anywhere, I can complete my graduation here too." He said in a serious tone, while I grimaced at mom who was sighing.
Yes, plan succeeded.
"Wait, Tara, open your mouth" she frowned at me and when I was about to my mouth, I remembered that I ate too many chocolates which bro brought me. Mumma used to give me only one chocolate a day so he brought me a whole box secretly, and today I ate almost half of them in my sadness.
I covered my mouth with both my hands and shook my head, I glanced at bro who was trying to indicate something to me, but I couldn't decipher.
"Open your mouth I said" she demanded strictly.
"Mom-"
"Diva-"
"Quiet you both." she snapped at him and daddy, I immediately opened my mouth So that she doesn't scold them because of me.
"Tara, have you looked at the condition of your teeth?" her face scrunched up in amazement and anger.
"Yes I did, mom. They are pretty" I said, flashing a smile at her.
"This girl is impossible" she sighed, "No one will marry you after looking at the condition of your teeth." She snapped and I started sobbing again.
"Why?" I rubbed my eyes, marriage is my dream and I will marry my prince charming.
"Stop it, Diva." Daddy pulled me on his lap and started wiping my tears.
"I was lying, baby. Aisa kuch nahi hoga." Mumma said, "But my princess is so desperate to get married, huh?" She chuckled and daddy also started smiling with her.
???
I opened my eyes and my gaze fell on the glass ceiling, I started rubbing my eyes as I felt moisture in them, turning back, I hid my face in the pillow.
It's been three days since we landed in Bali, and I was missing bro and daddy in every second of my life.
I wanted to see them, but a part of me was refraining me.
I will meet them, but all I needed was some time to accept all this, I wasn't connected to them in a blood relation, still they put the whole world in my feet. Turned everything upside down for my one smile or because of my single tear.
I was so deeply engrossed in my thoughts when the door knocked.
I pulled out my face from the pillow and glanced at the door where alice was standing bowing her head, with a silver big box in her hands.
She was the head servant of this palace and only she was allowed to come to this floor, that too to take care of my needs.
"Come in" I said, standing up from the bed and walking towards her.
Heading inside, she kept the box in bed and with the same decency in her tone, she exclaimed "Mam, sir has sent this dress and told you to get ready, he's waiting for you outside."
I frowned and glanced at the vintage clock once, it was 12:54 AM. Looking back at her, I asked "At this time? Where are we going?" My voice tinged with confusion and curiosity.
"Sorry mam, I don't have any idea." She responded and left the room. Bringing my attention back to that box, I went near the bed and unwrapped it, it was a red twisted lace satin sleeveless gown with fine diamond work. I glanced at myself once, I was wearing my cosnic night wear.
No doubt the gown was beautiful, but what did he want by doing all this? Ugh, why was this man was so unpredictable? I couldn't even refuse otherwise I knew he'll make me wear it.
I shook my head to get all these thoughts out of my mind and made my way towards the bathroom to take the shower.
After almost an hour, I was sitting in front of the dressing table, wearing that gown which was perfectly hugging all my curves.
The neckline wasn't so deep but I wasn't sure if it was too revealing.
I had light make up on my face including snow fleek shade red lipstick, mascara and thin eyeliner.
My hair was tied into a bun and I wore light diamond earrings to complete my look.
Not to exaggerate, but I was looking pretty.
I didn't know why, but I was feeling nervous, though I shouldn't. Taking a deep breath, I stood up and took a final of myself before heading towards the lift.
Reaching downstairs, as I got out from the palace, my eyes froze at the sight ahead.
Aayansh was standing leaning against his car, doing something in his phone.
He was adorned in a black taxido suit, every inch of the fabric fitted his muscular arms, broad chest and perfect thick thighs, his hair settled in a perfection, made him look devilishly handsome and absolutely breathtaking.
My eyes scanned him from top to bottom but as soon as he lifted his head, I turned my face towards the other side, pretending to be unbothered by his presence.
But why the hell was I staring at him? Yes he's the thing to stare at, still I shouldn't. I was looking here and there but his eyes were glued to me.
He took steps towards me but I didn't look back at him, cause maybe I didn't want to.
Reaching me, he leaned over my face and my heart slowed as soon as his fragrance mixed in my breath.
I forced myself to stay still and not to get affected by his presence but failed and eventually, I looked at him whose eyes were intact to my face.
He was so close to me and his warm breath was flowing over my face.
I squeezed my eyes shut when he leaned further as I felt he'd kiss me.
My hands made their way to his chest themselves and I grabbed his blazer in fists out of sudden nervousness.
But he stopped near my ear and opened my hair bun, making my hair fell free over my back.
His lips nearly touching my earlobe as he whispered "Gorgeous"
I slowly opened my eyes and glared at him, my lashes fluttered in anticipation, his face was still close to mine. The way he was scanning my expressions, as he could read exactly what was going on in my mind.
"Did you like the view?" He asked in a low and husky voice, his hand slid from my cheek to my neck.
"Which view?" I frowned, confusion crossed my face.
The corners of his lips curled into a smirk as he answered "The view you were enjoying a few minutes ago." My nose wrinkled and lips part as soon as I recognised the meaning of his words.
Fuck you Tara.
How can you forget that no matter where his eyes were, his attention was always on you.
"I- I was looking at the car, not you." I somehow managed to lie, even after knowing how bad I'm at lying and hiding things.
His grin deepened as he held my hand and said "Instead of lying, let's say you couldn't take your eyes off your husband." My mouth snapped shut on his words. Taking my hand in his, he stepped further but before we could step inside the car, I stopped and he turned towards me.
"Is this dress too revealing?" I murmured, my voice dripped with hesitation as I was so confused whether I was looking decent or not. "I mean, we are going out so-"
My words cut off when he pulled me closer, my breast flushed against his chest, making my breath hitch.
Settling the strands of my hair behind my ear, he exclaimed "You can wear anything what you feel like, Amour.
No one has the guts to raise eyes on my woman, or else I'll pull out their eyes from the sockets. "
"Only my eyes will scan you, from head to toe" He husked in my ear and my cheeks heated up. Biting my earlobe, he pulled away and I gasped, for the first time I felt butterflies dancing in my stomach but still tried not to display it over my face.
It was true that I felt safe around him, but not from him.
"Let's go" He held my hand and after opening the car's door, he made me sit on the passenger seat and himself sat on the driving seat.
"Where are we going?" I asked, my voice laced with curiosity and excitement as he bent over me to fasten my seatbelt.
"You'll see" He replied in his same typical tone, he detached and started the car.
Why couldn't he reply to a simple question?
I sighed and turned my face towards the window, letting the fresh air touch my face and my hair dance with the wind. A smile made its way on my lips as I glanced out, everything about this city was so beautiful and peaceful.
???
He stopped the car in front of the strange location, we stepped out and I glanced around, the whole area was decorated in red theme with golden fairy lights, cascading a soft glow all over in this darkness.
There was a round table with chairs on both sides and two bottles of wine on it, giving proper dinner date night vibes.
Also, there was a beautiful tent on one side.
I was so mesmerized on the view that I forgot everything.
"why is there no one else here?" I asked him, my eyes still fixed on the sight ahead. For a few minutes, I kept staring all around as It was so beautiful, like a dream.
"Cause this is our place." I heard his reply but didn't turn as I was so engrossed in the view ahead when suddenly I felt his arms around my waist and I froze at my place as soon as he locked me in his embrace.
"Aayansh, you-" my words died in my throat when he swept my hair from my back to my shoulder and his warm lips touched my bare back, a cold shiver jolted through my spine on the intensity of his touch and I squeezed my eyes shut.
His touch felt different this time, irresistible and something which I couldn't decipher.
Kaise kahun ishq mein tere
kitna hun betaab main
Aankhon se mila ke churaa lun
tere khwaab main
He turned me towards him, my breasts flushed against his chest again as he held me close to him. I fist my hands as I felt his eyes devouring my face but I didn't lift my head, cause I didn't want to.
Keeping his finger under my chin, he lifted my head and forced me to look back at him.
I slowly opened my eyes only to meet my gaze with his beautiful dark blue eyes, and I lost in them.
It was like he was hypnotizing or dominating my mind in his ways, a smirk formed over his lips as he noticed my expressions, making me forget to even blink.
He cupped my face in his hands with my eyes locked with his.
Kaise kahun ishq mein tere
kitna hun betaab main
Aankho se aankhe milaa ke churaa lun
Tere khwaab main
Goosebumps erupted over my skin on his every touch, every action and even at his intense glance. My heart started pounding in my chest and a bulk of adrenaline rushed through my veins.
Mere saaye hain saath mein
Yaara jis jagah tum hooo
His hands slid from my shoulders to my hands, his fingers and palms touching every inch of my skin with desperation as he opened my clenched fists and entangled his fingers with mine.
Main jo jee raha hun
Wajah tum ho, wajah tum ho ×2
He leaned down, his lips touching my earlobe while his fingers locked with mine. My heated body pressed against his and I gasped as he hovered over me.
Hai ye Nasha, ya hai zeher
Is pyaar ko ham kya naam dein? ×2
I tried to push him slightly as my mind was swirling into a mix of emotions, I never felt like this before, with anyone and especially with him. But as I tried to move away, he turned me and pulled me towards him, making my back pressing against his chest.
Hai ye nasha, ya hai zeher
Is pyaar ko ham kya naam dein?
Kabse adhoori hai ek daastaan
Aajaa use aaj anjaam dein
His lips were moving throughout my neck from behind, his actions were dominant which made me feel small and vulnerable in front of him. This was the same feeling I felt when he came into Jindal Mansion to kidnap me.
Tumhe bhoolun kaise main
Meri pehli khata, tum hooo
Mai Jo jee raha hun
Wajah tum ho, wajah tum ho ×2
Claiming every inch of my skin with desperation, his lips travelled back to ear and my breath hitched when he bit on the of my ear.
Kya jaane tu, mere iraade
Le jaunga, saansen churaa ke
Saansen churaa ke
"A- aayansh" I managed to breathe but my words hindered when he wrapped his arms with mine, around me. My heart raced and
my breath hitched the way they never did.
Kya jaane tu mere iraade
Le jaunga, saansen churaa ke
Dil keh raha hai, gunehgaar ban jaa
Bada chain hai in gunaahon se aage
Placing his one arm under my knees, he lifted me in his arms and I kept my hands on his shoulders, but I turned my face towards the other side to normalise my racing heart and uneven breath as I didn't want him to see me like this. His eyes never leaving mine as he carried me towards the table.
Main gumshuda si shaam hun
Meri khushnuma subah tum ho
Mai Jo jee raha hun
Wajah tum ho, wajah tum ho ×2
Reaching the table, he pulled the chair with his feet and made me sit on it. I didn't lift my head and before sitting on his chair, he whispered "I'm having a good effect on you" an oblique smirk forming over his lips as he husked.
Taking a deep breath, I lifted my head to look at him and retorted "This isn't your effect, this is called domination, you dominate me."
His smirk deepened as he took his seat and said "And you let me dominate like a good girl,
Daddy's good girl."
My mouth fell open and a flush crept up my face on his words, I felt something strange in my stomach, something I never felt before.
"You mean you are my daddy?" I stumbled on my words, my voice dripped amazement and shyness at the time.
"You got it right, Baby." He chuckled, opening the bottle of wine and pouring it into the glass. Instead of arguing with him, I picked the wine's glass but before it could touch my lips, he held my hand and I stared at him with confusion and irritation.
Although I didn't like to drink usually, at this moment, I wanted to drink to calm my chaotic mind. I wasn't on my periods, my mind was still swirling with a pang of emotions.
"This is strong, you won't be able to handle it." He said coldly, taking the glass from my hand and started drinking himself.
I grimaced and my eyebrows furrowed as I protested "If I can handle you, then I can handle the drink too." My voice was filled with irritation.
"Yeah, I see how much you can handle me, that's why your legs aren't recovered yet." He smirked, his tone dripped with sarcasm, making me even more irritated and flushed at the same time.
He wasn't wrong though, my legs were still hurting, but how could he directly say this on my face?
Bipolar man.
"Aayansh, I want to drink, please." I pleaded, making puppy eyes at him who was pouring juice in the other glass.
"Pick up the glass of juice, now." He ordered, his cold tone laced superiority.
God, he's impossible.
I picked the glass of juice and slowly took it to my lips, he leaned on his chair and started staring at me while having his wine. He himself was having wine and made me drink fruit juice like a child, ugh. Suddenly, an idea clicked in my mind and my lips curled into a thin line.
Keeping my glass on the table and holding his hand, I looked at him and started making patterns on his hand, my fingers were moving sensually over his hand and then slid slowly to his tricep, my lips curled into a winning smile as I noticed the effect I'm having on him.
"Aayansh, let me drink, please" I pleaded again, this time my voice was low and seductive as I continued my actions. This was the only way to handle him and only I could handle him like this.
He kept his glass on the table and closed his eyes, my face paled as I realised that he was losing his control.
Fuck me.
What I just did? And why?
Before I could process anything, he pulled my chair towards him and my heart skipped a beat as I fell on him, wrapping my legs around his waist, he placed his hand around my neck and whispered "You don't need to do such stupid things, fireheart.
Your one glance is to turn me on just like my single touch makes you wet" His voice, deep and husky.
Startled completely, I stared at him while fluttering my lashes. "I- I wasn't" I managed to stammer but he cut off my words asking "You want to drink?"
I immediately nodded in response like a child.
He picked the glass of wine and brought it to my lips and I took a sip of it. I held my breath and closed my eyes as it was too bitter and burning the back of my throat, still I drank the whole glass.
After making me drink, he put the glass back on the table and when I was about to wipe the drops of whisky from my chin and lips, he held my hand saying "Let me clean it"
He leaned over me and licked and sucked the drops of wine first from my lips and then from my chin, making me gasp.
Intoxication started blocking my senses as everything went blurry and strange.
But I just had one glass and him who had more than four glasses of the same wine, was normal as if it was nothing for him.
I started blinking my lashes to get a clear view of him who was staring at me. He was looking too handsome, he always wore black and I liked him in black.
"A- Aayansh?" I stammered, placing my hands on his chest.
"Yes, Baby?" He responded, why his voice was echoing, but I liked his deep voice too.
"I'm- I'm hungry" I whispered, resting my head on his shoulder. The first time I liked being intoxicated, and when my monster is with me.
"Me too" He said in the same tone, caressing my neck with his hand.
Resting my chin on his chest, I looked up at him who was already looking at me. He was also hungry, but he didn't tell me before.
"Then we will eat together" I giggled, pouting my lips. He lifted me in a bridal style and while heading towards the tent he said "No, first you'll have your meal, then I'll have mine."
Oh, so he wanted to eat something else, but he could share it with me.
As I lifted her in my arms, she started throwing her legs and hands but I stayed unaffected by her weak protests.
Reaching inside the tent, I sat her in bed and pulled out my phone to order the food, "Aayansh?" Her voice brought my attention back to her who was struggling to get rid of her gown as it might have felt uncomfortable to her.
I kept the phone on night stand and took off my blazer and then my shirt. Holding her by arm, I made her sit on knees in bed and opened the zip of her gown.
"You are mine." She said, placing her hands on my shoulders and trying hard to put my accent in her tone and my expressions over her face.
She looked so tempting like this, so fucking tempting, and her this innocence was enough make me rock hard for her, only for her. I so wanted to make her scream my name until her pretty throat gets numb and fill her with me to the extent that she'll find herself incomplete without me.
Taking the gown off her body, I rested my one knee in bed and towered over her head and whispered "All yours" ,
I picked my shirt from the bed and made her wear it, I was shirtless.
My black shirt on her milky white soft body was looking so different, sliding from her left shoulder due to the over size, her visible bra strap and my bite marks over her soft skin was enhancing the view.
The shirt effortlessly covered her thighs up to her knees, made her look like a goth doll adorned in all black, absolutely mesmerizing.
"You belong to me, do you understand?" She murmured, though the attempt to mimic me wasn't that bad.
I leaned down and husked in her ear "Understood, Queen."
"Good boy"
Her soft fingers trailed against my bare chest while she was looking at me with uneasiness, the intoxicated fragrance emanating from her heated body mixed in my breath, rendering me insane.
Fuck the extent to which I'm controlling myself.
"A- aayansh" she took my hand in her both hands and placed it on her chest, over her racing heart "See how badly this is behaving" she mumbled, a sadness crossed over her face.
I felt her heartbeats against mine, and it gave me peace cause I knew exactly what she was feeling.
She was innocent and pure, the way I invaded her life and took control over her in my ways, this had to happen. She crossed her heaven to become a part of my hell, my darkness, and now she's losing herself in me.
The only emotion I felt over these decades was anger, which I always controlled to the extent. But she made me feel everything which I lacked to myself, lust, desire, possessiveness, care, Obsession to the extent of death.
I wanted all of her, I wanted to keep 'her' only for me, so that all her feelings and emotions remain limited to me, her hate, anger, lust, love, tears and everything related to her was mine.
I was a selfish man who had no feelings towards others, not even towards myself. But the possession I felt for her was insane to the deadly extent.
I cupped her face in my palms and whispered "Can you feel it? How your heart is racing for me, like mine is for you." my voice was steady and composed as I made her sit in bed.
"But you don't have emotions in your heart?" She murmured, her expressions dulled up as she kept her hand on my bare chest, against my heart.
Placing my hand on hers, I replied "But I have you in my heart, that's enough to make it race to the extent of death."
She fluttered her lashes, trying to process what I said. I got up and took my phone from the night stand to order the food while my eyes remained intact to her.
"Aayansh, kiss me here." she muttered, tilting her head and pointing towards her lips through her index finger.
First time my wife demanded a kiss from me and the urge to pin her against the wall and kiss the life out of her until she runs out of breath was on peak, but I knew I would end up ruining her which I didn't want as she wasn't recovered from last time yet.
"Don't provoke me, amour. Cause if I started, I won't stop at the kiss, and you are not in the condition to handle me." I said, dialing the manager's number of my hotel. The seven star hotel here on this island was one of my hotels in Bali.
Her expressions dulled up and she lowered her head like a disappointed child who has been denied to have chocolates.
I took a deep breath, lifting her chin and bringing her face close to mine, I whispered "Don't worry baby, I'll kiss you everywhere after two more days, hmm?
" My lips were brushing against hers and my voice was low and husky.
Here, she was in no condition to process what I said, meanwhile she continued her blabbering, I called directly to the manager and ordered "Veg Indian cuisine, less spicy, within five minutes."
When I was about to keep the phone on the night stand, it rang and I saw it was Den's call. Den was one of my men who used to manage my Human trafficking cells and If he dared to call me at this time, then something must be really important.
But I ignored it for now, as my priority was her at the moment.
After feeding her the food, I went outside to the car to bring some important stuff and then returned to the tent, checking something in my phone, and I saw notification that one of my arms trafficking cells got raided, the corner of my lips curled into a thin line as I recognised that my brother in law has started playing, only he had the guts to hinder my work like this, but sadly he was just learning and stepping ahead as I want him to.
"Aayansh?" Her voice brought my attention back to her, I lifted my head only to find her standing on the bed and rubbing her eyes.
I took a deep breath and headed towards her. Reaching her, I held her hand and ordered "Get down" my tone was cold and evident with warning.
"I won't I won't I won't, you are bad, you always hurt me." she blabbered, rubbing her eyes like a stubborn child who has been punished, I kept staring at her with cold eyes.
"Wh- why you loved me so hard, Ayan? My- my legs are hurting." She mumbled and I paused after hearing the name she called me by.
"What did you just call me?" I asked, my tone tinged with desperation to hear that name again from her mouth.
She took a pause as if trying to remember what she said, and then whispered again "A- Ayan" her voice thin and peaceful.
Hearing my name from her mouth was a fucking Addiction, and specially when was using her way to take it. I'm madly Obsessed with every single thing related to this woman.
"Say it again, baby" I demanded.
"Ayan"
"Again"
"Umm...I- I want to sleep"
I pulled her up on me, and said in a low growl "Say it else we won't sleep tonight"
"Um, ayan- Aayansh, Aayansh- ayan" she giggled while looking at me, stumbling over her feet.
"From now on, it is 'Ayan' for you, hmm?" I remarked and she nodded in response.
I picked my blazer from the bed and wrapped it around her waist, though she protested in her childish ways, but I remained unaffected. Covering her lower body with my blazer, I effortlessly lifted her on my shoulder. Her body was bouncing against my back as I carried her towards the car.
Opening the door, I made her sit on the passenger seat and fastened her seat carefully and I sat on the driving seat but before I could start the car, my phone rang again.
I pulled it out, this time it was an unknown number, picking the call and keeping my tone cold and firm, I said "Stop doing shitty things, AJ. I hate backstabbers, so come on the front foot better."
"Backstabber? So you consider punching on your face as backstabbing?" He sneered, sarcasm dripped from his tone.
"Correction, Arsh Jindal! You haven't even reached close to my face, and if you consider hindering my work as punching on my face, then you are surely playing poor"
"You have one day, rub your ass and stop me if you can in whatever I'm going to do." I concluded with the same dark tone.
"A-aayan-sh" her raspy voice caught my attention back to her who was mumbling in sleep.
"Tara is with you?" He snapped from the other side, his tone dripped with despiration and agony.
My smirk deepened as I replied "Of course, my wife is and will be with me." I kissed her hand.
"You should have some manners, brother in law. You are disturbing us in our private time, better do not call next time." Saying this, I hung up the phone and threw it on the back seat.
I glanced back at her who was peacefully sleeping, I leaned over her and kissed on her forehead before starting the car.
The next two days are big for us, the deal and the party day after tomorrow.
I was involving her in my world, The mafia world I ruled where death was my shadow which followed me everywhere and every second of my life, but couldn't touch me until I wanted it to, Blood and lives were my plaything since childhood as I played with guns and weapons instead of toys.
In this party, she'll see the real me, the first layer of my dark world when I'll make her the second most important part of it- The Queen, my queen.