36| A Villain.
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"Is jagah aa gyi, chahaten ab meri
Chheen lunga tujhe, saari duniya se hi
Tere Ishq pe haan, hak mera hi to hai
Keh diya hai maine, mere rab se bhi"
As I step in the vast dark room, my heart starts pounding for I don't know why. I look around but can't see anything because of the darkness here and letting out a sigh, I look for him as I know he's standing near with his eyes freezing at me.
"Aayansh?" I call for him desperately when the large screen in front turns on and I realise it's a theatre room with unique interior. But what's playing in the front makes my jaw drop to the floor with eyes wide and lips part-it's an adult movie, that too fifty shades of grey.
My cheeks and ear heat up with shame and embarrassment Because I never saw any adult movies, not even in my bitch Era, Though alie and my other friends were used to all this but I never showed interest.
"Are we going to watch this movie?" I frown, hiding the heat of thrill with shame coursing through me as he makes me sit on the sofa and himself sits beside me, his demeanor mischievous as he murmurs "Not just watch, we are going to do much more than that."
My mouth falls open as I recognise the meaning of his words, but when I'm about to retort, he cuts me off saying "No more words, I have selected this movie so obviously you have no choice."
He makes me look back at the screen and I let out a sigh, then quietly start watching the movie, grabbing the bucket of popcorn and snacks in my lap.
I know these are just pregnancy hormones, but the excitement and thrill running inside me while seeing these scenes is way too worse. I can't deny that I do feel horny more than ever, and I know he's aware and doing all this deliberately to make me crave him, which is actually happening.
My eyes are glued to the screen as I watch the things this guy is doing to the poor girl, I mean how is she even tolerating this mad man.
I can feel my cheeks turning crimson, not because of the movie but the way my beast sitting beside me is eyeing me with his lips curling devilishly as he notices my changing demeanor, his intentions are definitely not holy but I try my best to display myself unbothered throughout.
As the movie overs, I turn towards him as he asks with the same evil demeanor "Did you like it?"
I take a few seconds pause, he's teasing me by doing all this then why I can't. An oblique smile slips on my lips as I murmur slowly "It was amazing, you know Aayansh, I never saw this kind of movie but still I loved it. And especially Christian Grey, He's-"
My mouth snaps shut as I see his eyes turning dangerously dark and a shiver runs through me with his gaze, his grip tightens on my inner thigh in a punishing hold.
"I was just-" My words die in my throat when he takes the popcorn bucket from my hands, throwing it aside and hovering over me on the couch, he rests his one knee on the couch as he grabs my neck suddenly and smashes his lips on mine with aggression, leaving me stunned and I hold his shoulders tightly with my eyes shutting close at his unwarned action.
The way he's assaulting and pressing my lips under his teeth is insane, I gasp as I realise he's punishing Me.
Some tears slide down my close eye lids with his brutality, he grabs both my wrists in one hand and pins them against the couch over my head as he keeps sucking and biting on my lips mercilessly.
I don't react neither he's giving me the scope for it. He squeezes my cheeks roughly, making way for his tongue into my mouth and suckles on my tongue wildly, my chest is rising falling at his roughness with tears sliding down my cheeks.
When I'm completely out of breath, he finally leaves my lips as always after biting the bottom lip and I start struggling to normalise my uneven breathing, while his dark eyes are still glued to my face and rubbing my bottom lip with his thumb, he warns in his deep dark tone "Next time, I don't want to hear anyone else's name from you.
You are mine, so only my name should be there on these pretty lips of yours, understand? "
I stare at him irritation, still trying to control my breathing and unwillingly, I nod my head slightly. He's insane and he proves this every time by his psycho acts, but I literally don't want to mess with him at this moment.
"Words?" He grabs my jaw and makes me look back at him forcefully and in a heavy, slow voice I murmur "What is your problem?"
"Answer?" He demands, his cold voice and gaze is sending chills down my spine and I sigh "Fine"
Tears start blurring my vision, I stand up and make my way out instantly as I feel myself losing patience.
Heading out and reaching the first floor again, I sit near the swimming pool as the wave of irritation with a mix of heaviness hits me. Setting half of my feet under the water to relax a bit, I stare up at the dark sky quietly.
He dominates me because I let him, because I love this man but he doesn't, I know he doesn't love me. His words, his confession and he himself is fake with everything related to him too.
Love is something where you make your partner feel special every time, where you prioritise them over anything, and this man can never love anyone truly.
But I'm not alone, I have the most precious one inside me- my baby, only mine.
It's true that I wasn't ready for this, but it doesn't mean I'm not happy, this feeling cannot be described and I'm already stuck in an emotional whirlwind. My family needs me, my father and bro, only they are my family, not the one who claimed to be my father a day ago.
Fuck everything, I don't care about anyone, I'm going to meet my father tomorrow by any means. And not on earth I'm gonna return to this man ever, no way. But this pregnancy thing-how will I face them with this.
Things are difficult to take, but running away is not the solution to anything.
I take a deep breath, bringing myself back to peace as I wrap my arms around my belly. A comfort tugging in me by its own as I converse slowly "Your dad is a complete psycho, he always tries to control me, but I won't let him do this from now on, I will show him who I am"
Feeling the warmth of my little one with me, my voice is still heavy as I continue "And you know what baby, he doesn't love us either-"
"My daughter is herself a proof of how much her dad loves her mom" I turn my head towards him who is standing leaning against the balcony's glass door with his eyes glued to me for I don't know since when.
The way his presence is irritating me at this moment, ugh. I stand up as soon as he takes a step towards me but as I'm about to move away, I don't know how my feet slip and I fall inside the swimming pool behind with a scream leaving my mouth.
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I'm not a good swimmer, above this the water is cold.
I begin throwing my hands and legs as I struggle to pop out my face to breathe in this chilling water but at the same moment, I hear the sound of him jumping inside as he swims to me.
But as he holds me, I try to push him away with all my strength but it proves to be worthless and I stop.
He lifts me in his arms carefully but I don't look at him, trying my best to show resentment as his cold eyes are fixed on my face when he orders "You won't come near this area from now on."
I shift my gaze to him who is now looking at the front as he brings me out of the pool in his arms. His wet messy hair is clinging and scattering over his forehead, sharp jawline and devilishly Charming facial features, subtle colour lips, visible Adam's apple and especially his eyes, god- why is he so fine.
I hate myself for eyeing him like this.
He carries me inside the room while I'm not able to take my eyes off of him and he whispers "Do you want to eat me instead of dinner tonight?"
"Excuse me?" I narrow my eyes, an unwanted flush creeping on my face as he glares back at me with an evil gesture.
"You are excused" my mouth snaps shut on his words, we reach the bathroom while a few sneezes leave my mouth but as something clicks me, I impatiently ask him "Wait, how are you so sure we are going to have a girl?"
He makes me stand under the warm shower and with a smirk, he brings his lips close to my ear as he murmurs "Kyunki Isme sabse zyada meri involvement hai, I have plunged her inside you, so.." He stops biting my earlobe and my cheeks turn rosy.
Him and humour- truly out of this world.
I don't retort as he turns the shower on. opening the zip of my dress, he takes it off my body, leaving me just in my shapewear in front of him and then himself gets rid of his clothes.
His eyes are locked with mine and I can feel he is intentionally not looking down at my body, but why, do I look unattractive now.
I won't deny how much his actions are affecting me and how badly I'm preventing myself from reacting.
Water drops from his face are dropping to mine as he's leaning on me, my hands rests on his bare tight chest as he presses his lips on mine sensually and starts kissing me with possessiveness and authority.
My eyes shuts close and my hands move to his hair, tugging them with the same intensity he's kissing me but I'm not reciprocating, just letting him do whatever he pleases.
His hands gripping my bare waist instinctively as he pulls me closer to him, my breasts colliding against his chest and I gasp in his mouth. He guides my breathing throughout the kiss, only the sound of my quick heartbeats and falling water drops is echoing.
He leaves my lips, resting his forehead on mine with his intense gaze gawking at me as he says "You are driving me Insane, amour"
All of a sudden, I feel tears flowing down my eyes as I stare at him and murmur "Exactly, you are insane and what you do is not love. You just want to possess me forever, right?"
I flutter my wet lashes because of falling water on us and to eye him clearly, but he is not even blinking. His face is as always emotionless as he puts his two fingers under my chin and makes me look back at him as he confesses.
"You know what amour, Mere jaisa insaan jab kisi se pyaar karta hai... Then it's not just love, it's madness, A deadly obsession"
His voice is chilling and intense and I feel goosebumps crawling throughout my exposed skin as he leans further on my face and whispers against my earlobe "And I'm not a hero who will break my rules for you, I'm-a-villain who can break the world to keep you only for me, to keep you all mine"
Unwillingly my heart sinks at his words, I don't understand what to say because I can't deny how much I love him, to the extent that I'm ready to accept all his darkness.
Control, not at this moment.
I need to control myself.
"I'm hungry" I tell him, wrapping my arms around myself as I shiver slightly.
Eyeing me a moment, he turns off the shower and wrapping a towel around his waist, He makes me wear a soft fabric bathrobe and brings me out to the closet.
He wears his trousers and casual shirt, meanwhile I too put in my black middie, avoiding the eye contact throughout and then we reach downstairs to the dining hall.
The chefs have prepared the dinner already and servants are serving it on the table when Aayansh suddenly orders "Out everyone"
They all immediately leave the area and I look at him with confusion as he makes me sit and himself sits beside as he says "You can stare at me later and I'll provide you better visuals for sure, For now focus on dinner"
I turn give a slight glance to the dinner, everything is my favourite but I don't know why I'm feeling so weird all of a sudden.
"Do you know how to cook?" I ask, my voice carrying not a bit of hesitance as I stare at him who is sitting unbothered.
"I'm a Mafia king, wife, these shits are not my work" He says forwarding a bite towards me, completely ignoring my plea and I feel my eyes getting teary with his rudeness.
"I'll only eat when you cook for me," I demand, a tear stream down my cheek and I turn my head towards the other side, while his unreadable eyes are still fixed at me.
Out of the context, An evil smirk twitches the corners of his lips as he asks "You sure you want me to cook?"
"Dead sure" I confirm instantly, but unable to decode what's going on in the back of his mind and he shrugs again "Then I too have a condition"
"What?" I ask with confusion as he stands up and replies with the same demeanor "You'll see,"
His intentions are definitely not good, but I'm not going to back off anyway.
Looking straight into my eyes carnally, He folds his shirt's sleeves up to his elbows and without giving me a chance to think a second, he presses his lips on mine and lifts me up from the chair by his single arm.
I immediately wrap my legs on his torso and arms around his neck as he heads towards the kitchen, kissing me passionately and this I can't help but reciprocate him.
We reach the kitchen, biting my bottom lip, he detaches and makes me stand while I try to assume what's coming next. My breath is shaky and fast as he eyes me from head to toe dangerously and I feel this Hot deadly glare is enough for my arousal.
Our eye contact remains the same as he unbuttons and then removes the shirt from his body, I feel my throat dry after seeing his broad toned chest and abs. I gulp down my saliva in anticipation as I feel myself already dripping and I know he's doing all this deliberately.
He takes out the chopping board and some vegetables, keeping his sharp eyes on me and I clench my thighs by his glare.
I can't tell how attractive and irresistible he's looking at this moment, shirtless and cooking for me.
"Strip" My mouth falls open as he commands "Let's make all the walls of this kitchen familiar to your screams when you have your meal and I'll have mine" A dark sinister smirk tugging on his lips as he starts chopping the vegetables.
I don't move for a moment and he adds "Each cloth covering this delicate structure of yours from my sight should be on the floor before I cut these vegetables"
"Otherwise?" I frown and his dangerous smirk deepens as he completes "Otherwise you won't be able to feel your legs tomorrow"
The way he's eyeing me like a sinner, I'm sure he's going to torment my body and maybe, maybe I'll let him which makes me feel sick.
Last time he left me after eight rounds, which according to him is just a warm up.
God, this man's giant dick, wild stamina and endless desires would kill me some day.
I won't lie to myself, I too want him, I crave him like I never did for anyone or anything.
Sighing, I start undressing myself before he completes with the chopping and once done, I lift my head up to him as he says "That's my good girl, now come and sit on the slab,"
I walk near him and sit on the slab without arguing as he proceeds what he's doing. I'm aware he doesn't know about cooking a bit, but 'The Aayansh Oberoi' is cooking for me that's enough, actually he's getting what we want.
His gaze drops to my chest and eyes darkening with lust, I bite my swollen bottom lip with nervousness and clench my thighs and he warns "Don't do that, I want to see how wet I've made my little naive"
I feel myself getting wetter by each word and deep voice of his.
Setting the microwave's temperature at the lowest, Aayansh picks the chocolate ice cream tub from the fridge as he heads to me and my heart starts pounding. How does he know I want to eat ice cream?
Handing me the ice cream's tub, he separates my legs and positions himself between them and I gulp.
"Ab tumhe fikar nahi hai ki mujhe thand lag jayegi ice cream khaane se?" I cock my brows at him, a slight pout forming over my lips as I speak and I take a scoop in my mouth.
He eyes me dangerously and husks in my ear "Wifey Abhi tumhe garmi dene ke liye mai hun, and I'll do that with quite expertise," He presses the shell of my ear between his teeth and I gasp.
I feel a sudden rush of butterflies in my tummy and my cheeks heating up.
"Now eat, before I eat you" He smirks and I almost choke on his words, but slowly I start having my ice cream as he buries his face in the crook of my neck and my breath quickens. His lips sensually licking and marking my skin hungrily throughout the neck, collarbone and shoulders.
"Don't stop eating until I ask you to," he adds huskily.
I start taking deep breaths, trying hard to control the unholy sounds ready to escape my throat but he's making it impossible for me. He bites on my collarbone roughly and an unwilling sigh slips out my tongue, his lips make their way down.
As I take another scoop of ice cream, he bites on my cleavage hard and a moan leaves my mouth. With each scoop I'm taking, he bites on my cleavage and then sucks the area wildly, earning gasps from me each time.
"Ah.. Ayan, be gentle, please" I breathe as I feel his lips curling around my hardened bud while kneading and squeezing my other tit as he takes the ice cream bucket from my hands and keeps it aside.
I hold his shoulders and dig my nails in his tight skin as he keeps sucking on my left tit and pinches the nipple of my other tit, teasing me knowingly.
I can feel him losing his control and getting impatient with each sound I'm making.
His palm rubbing my clit roughly and fingers parting my wet folds as he finds me dripping down my thighs and whispers against my bud "Fuck, My girl needs me so bad,"
Like you don't need me.
"Ayan..Please" I moan as he keeps rubbing my clit while marking my chest with hunger and he husks darkly "Please what, say it Amour"
I flutter my eyes open and stare at him with uneasiness as I murmur heavily "I- I want you, right now"
"Good girl," He groans deeper, pecking my lips as he wraps my legs around his torso with expertise and pulls me closer to him. His big veiny hand moving throughout my bare back and only the sound of my moans and uneven breathing is echoing around with my whole body burning like fire.
My eyes widen as he picks my bra and starts tying my hands behind my back and I somehow manage to ask "why are.. you tying my hands now?"
"Because I don't want any disturbance when I fill your little cunt with my dick, and you feel me in your womb" He says and my lips part with his words, doesn't he have a bit of shame, obviously he doesn't.
After tying my hands and maintaining eye contact throughout, he gets rid of his trousers and boxers, his hard length spilling out and I gulp at the sight, he's so hard.. I've made him.
I'm scared, embarrassed but thrilled too.
I turn my head towards the other side. I'm drowsy but needy, I can't decipher what's happening to me.
"My innocent wife" He shrugs, studying my expressions with precision as if he knows what's going on inside me.
Holding his length in his hands, he gives a few strokes to it but I don't look at him, trying to move my tied hands but failing every time.
I keep my desire peeking eyes at her with my each action while she's looking the other side, my dirty little naive is herself unaware of how much she wants me, to fill and mark her again and again until she surrenders herself completely to my mercy.
But I'm enjoying her reactions, more when I bring her deeply in the pain with pleasure which she wants and I crave.
"Open your legs for me, Jaan, and let my cock be where it should be," I command, guiding her thighs apart slowly and she lets out a soft seductive sound when I position my rock hard dick at her dripping entrance.
Fuck.
How bad I want her crying under my mercy when I destroy her sweet little cunt. But her body is too sensitive for a man like me, initially I didn't bother with this, but now I do. Both for her and my precious one, whom she's carrying inside her.
She doesn't know how a mere seductive gaze of her makes my cock painfully hard.
I take a deep breath, preventing the sadist inside from spilling out and taking over.
"Be slow, please, I can't handle you" Her breath is shaky and raspy against me as she mumbles. I kiss her cheek and say hoarsely "I will, now don't disturb me"
I bury my face in her neck and place soft kisses all over there, providing her the pleasure she needs. Her moans grow louder when I press her against the wall behind slowly, consuming the delicacy of her velvety body which is my worst craving.
My lips trail down to her belly, nibbling and sucking her on navel wildly and her scream reaches me as I inhale her addicting fragrance which drives me insane every time. I increase my speed, losing the last drop of patience I was holding.
The urge to thrust inside her right now, fuck her deeper with every go so that she forgets the world around her and only feels me deep inside her is at peak. But I have to make her ready for that first.
Once I feel her body ready to take me, I thrust inside her in a go and a scream leaves her mouth, her head arches back to the wall and I peck her lips and say "Shh Baby, relax, just feel me inside you"
"Ah.. aay- ansh" She screams my name and How I fucking love it, hearing my name from her when I torment her and she shivers at my mercy.
I give her time to adjust with me before thrusting deep in her so that she doesn't get any shock. Her screams and moans are the only sounds heard around as I keep stretching her, hitting all the right spots as she screams my name relentlessly.
I press her burning body against mine and start moving inside her as she cries out "Ahh, aayan"
"Fuck wife," I curse, licking her earlobe sensually "You are so tight, so perfect, this little cunt of yours is made for my cock, to destroy or to pleasurize"
I hold her relentlessly shaking legs carefully before going deep in her, Her forehead is coated with cold sweat as she cries out feeling herself near when I hit her sensitive spot, harder again.
"I.. I'm coming" She breaths heavily with her chest rising and falling, catching my attention as her hardened buds begging me to suck the life out of them until I ruin them- until I ruin her.
"Come Jaan," I say kissing her hard bud and she comes undone on my dick instantly, making my lips curl in a sinister grin.
I bury my face between her perfect round breasts and thrust in her again, earning another scream from her as I lift her up and take her against the couch with my cock still buried in her tight hole.
She closes her eyes, tears shedding down her eyelids after feeling my passion on her and I tap on her cheek as I say "Open your eyes and look at me when I take you"
She opens her eyes slowly and looks into my darkening eyes as I continue to devour her. Her eyes glisten both moisture and heaviness she's holding as I keep staring into them intensely and passionately.
She was not my first sin, but definitely the one which made me a true sinner.
I crave her and every single part of her- Her soul, body, feelings, desires and needs, tears and happiness. Every fucking thing of hers is mine and will be mine because I'm ready to cross every limit for this.
And that's what makes me a sinner, because I'm not afraid of anything, of performing any sin cursed by even my demons.
She moves her head with uneasiness, feeling her arousal for the fifth time and I make her come again on my cock. Her body is drenched with sweat as she shivers.
"No more, Ayan," She gasps under me and I say "Bite my shoulder, I'm not holding back"
Taking deep and long breaths, she follows my command as I thrust in her deeper.
I capture her tender lips in mine and kiss her deeply, letting her feel every bit of my yearning for her as I fasten my pace inside her, going deep to her womb until she surrenders completely.
I thrust in her three more times until I find my own release, I hit her g-spot and we come simultaneously with our liquid mixing and flowing down her thighs.
I place my lips on forehead as she breathes heavily after the intense release, keeping her relaxed as I hide my face in her neck and inhale her fragrance.
Fuck, I'm hard again.
I take another deep breath to control myself, she won't be able to handle, not in this condition. I detach slightly and peck her lips as I whisper "That's it baby, you won't be able to handle my roughness"
"Excuse me," she retorts, breathing heavily "I-I al.. already have handled many ti-mes"
My evil demeanor darkens at her way of protesting as I husk against her trembling lips "Do I need to remind you of your condition every time after that?"
Her mouth snaps shut and cheeks red while I open her hands and lift her in my arms to clean her, while I have to take cold showers to calm myself down.
After cleaning her up and myself taking five cold showers which took two hours, still it didn't help well, meanwhile she was relaxing after being banged by me senselessly.
I bring her the dish I prepared and she cries out looking at the bowl "vegetable porridge? You are a cheater, I didn't ask for this"
"I didn't ask for what you asked, you have to eat this regularly as it's healthy" I say In a tone leaving no scope for further argument.
I feed her the dinner and have myself too as it's already late and lay her in bed, scooping her in my arms and she closes her eyes. I press a kiss against her forehead and close my eyes.
Wearing his casuals, Aayansh is in the lawn and staring at the raindrops spilling down momentously as he's on call with romano, hitting slow puffs of his cigar while Tara is still sleeping.
It's afternoon already but this heavy rain and dark is resembling something else as romano asks confusingly "That means you did all this,"
Aayansh's lips twitch in an evil smirk as he drags a slow puff of his cigar and says "Wrong uncle, I didn't do anything, I made others do it for me"
"What do you mean, son?" Romano frowns.
Few things roll up in Aayansh's mind as his sharp demeanor changes.
Five diamonds are in front of everyone's eyes, but what about the other two?
This question is straight rolling up in their minds which they are hiding.
But the one who thinks himself as the biggest player here is Tarun Jindal, he knows that the other two diamonds are at the top floor of the same building, locked with his plasma and saisha is also unaware about this.
But but but, they aren't the real diamonds and only tarun knows about this. He knows everyone is behind them and thus using this thing in his favour, whoever reaches the floor and gets those fake diamonds would eventually lose their life because of the bomb containing locker.
But this is not what he wants, he wants Aayansh to reach there and use Tara's plasma to open the locker so that he can manipulate the situation in his way and show that Aayansh used Tara to get the diamonds.
Unknown that Aayansh is thoroughly aware of his intentions, and just letting him think he's winning.
Arsh also knows about the other two diamonds, but not fully. Luca has already gone to decode the locker's password, meanwhile people present here are busy dancing and enjoying or maybe pretending to do so.
Tina is thinking that Arsh has all the seven diamonds while asad and isabella are themselves searching for them.
Then where are the real diamonds?
Here comes the one who is rotating all of them on his fingers.
Whose sharp eyes are noticing their flipping demeanors, in the testimony of these mind plays, the real player is him- Aayansh Oberoi.
He already has all the seven diamonds, where? Only he knows. But the hunter himself is his real prey- Tarun Jindal, Hades of the mafia world.
The one who is known but still unknown, a mystery himself.
Tarun himself got trapped by laying a trap for Aayansh, he came here to find out about the real diamonds by creating a fake scenario and to take Tara back with him.
Arsh came here to track tarun as his existence was unknown for years and to make sure that he doesn't harm tara as arsh doesn't trust him, while the rest are greeding over diamonds which are certainly present in the same building.
The motive behind Bringing Tara to this party was her unexpected encounter with her real father who came here for diamonds, and to unfold the reality hidden from her... to use this against arsh.
Hence, Tarun met Tara but not as he planned, arsh met Tara but not as he wanted, reality came in front of Tara but not as it meant to be, no-one got the diamonds because Aayansh didn't want that.
As Aayansh's gaze shifts on the centre garden, his eyes turn cold as Tara is soaking in the rain care freely, giggling in her own and wearing nothing but his black T-shirt. She just woke up and stepped out after seeing rain outside as she couldn't prevent herself in this beautiful weather.
Ignoring her legs core pain and weakness, she's dancing here like it's the only thing that matters. Disconnecting and Keeping the phone aside, Aayansh steps near her impatiently and as he reaches her, turning her towards him as he asks hardly "What are you doing here?"
"Exactly what you are doing here" she says, blinking to get the clear view of his face. While Aayansh's eyes snap back to her body from her face, the T-shirt clings to her body like another skin, revealing all her curves perfect thighs as she isn't wearing anything inside.
Holding himself, he takes a deep breath and without saying a word as he lifts her in his arms and she snaps "Put me down, I want to be here some more-"
He cuts her off coldly "One word more and I'll give you a proper bed rest for the whole month,"
She doesn't say a word but her eyes are fixed at his hard face as if she really wants to say something.
He walks to the lift and then their room as he takes her off in the closet, when out of the context she says "I'm going to meet my father today, now, and I don't need anyone's permission for this"
The muscle in his jaw pulsates as he stops what he was doing and turns to her who is staring at him only, He takes steps towards her carnally saying "Of course you need! you need my permission, because without that you can't take a single step out from here"
"So you want to cage me" She eyes him closely, without any hesitation and fear.
"Correction wife, I'm not here to cage you," He cups her cheek in his hand and his voice turns dark this time "Not unless you provoke me to do that"
"I don't know anything" she retorts, "I will meet my father today only, If you won't let me go then I'll run away"
A dark shadow passes through his eyes and he rubs his left brow with his thumb for a moment, Tara gulps and a sudden fear coursing in her body as she witnesses him like this but as she takes steps away from him, he growls "Stop there"