Hello, I am back, I am sorry for the late update. Actually I am back home, and due to all festivities it became to difficult to snitch some time out for the update. But I am back. Sorry for disappointing.
But let's dive back to our story.
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It's been a week since the last interaction happened. And I am already wondering is all this a mistake.
And nothing in its full capacity is able to thew my spirit and correct my pessimistic thoughts.
Abhiraj has left to fend on myself in this secluded place. Not even a single word has been shared between us. Me and Ivaan are sleeping in the different room, and he didn't even look bothered with it.
The marriage may not have been a voluntary decision from my side. Still, expectations sowed the seeds of finding love, in my heart among all the chaos, only to be destroyed with that contract.
I was not prepared for that, hell nothing could have prepared me for that disaster of a thing. My day started with a good promise of bringing Ivaan with me forever, but forced into a dark hole with Abhiraj's decision or whatever that was.
But why the fuck do I care? My life has always been this way; marriage is building a life with someone, and I have always been by myself then why the hell does it hurt all of a sudden?
It was your time to gain companionship and let go of all your responsibilities off your shoulders. A voice speaks from somewhere within.
"Ishika," My knees wobble, I haven't still become used to him even after being cooped up in this mansion for the past 11 days.
I turn around, my eyes lock with his blank ones. Indifference feigning his body. It seems as if he's the master of hiding his emotions.
He walks towards me, surprisingly a woman following him.
Abhiraj joins me in the living room and stands behind me. Both of us are opposite to this stranger lady.
The woman gives a polite smile. "Good evening Mrs.Rajvansh. Congratulations on your marriage. I am Dhriti Ananda. I am your new personal secretary." I am startled. It takes a good second to realize what she said. Mrs Rajvansh. Okay, enough to digest but Secretary? It doesn't sit well.
I nod at her and give her my best fake smile, " Nice to meet you, Ms. Ananda."
"Please call me Dhriti." She shakes her head. A pretty smile on her face. I can't properly comprehend her age but she's probably in her late 20s. A pretty lady, with black hair. She is a couple of inches taller than me.
Abhiraj clutches my waist softly, his fingers touching my bare skin peeking under the emerald crop top. He collects me in his arms, my head touching his lower chest. My heart is beating a mile a minute. I have never ever been in such close proximity with a man.
"Dhriti is been appointed as your secretary. You can directly contact her for any matters you require. She'll answer to you not me. Since we don't have a permanent cleaning and cooking staff, you can hire a staff if you don't like this arrangement." His words spread vibration down my spine, goosebumps fluttering on my skin.
I at him, giving a grateful nod.
"Dhriti, the driver will drop you back at the office. Ishika will contact you for further discussions."
"Have a great evening, " And she walks away.
His hands retreat, and I pull away from him taking a sigh of relief. That closeness felt as if a shard of heat spreading caused from a burn.
"You___mine___secr" My words are as muddled up as my thoughts. That touch shouldn't cause such reaction.
" I won't be present most of the time to assist you with your requirements. This place has a tight security to avoid corporate espionage therefore not many people are allowed in the premises, hence a secretary is very important. Whatever you need help with, give her a call.
Tomorrow I'll introduce you to our security chief as well, wherever you need to go, he'll avail you with a driver and security. "
" Thankyou for all of this. I am really grateful. But a secretary, ain't it too much. I am used to doing my own work. "
" Trust me Tinkerbell, you'll need it. It's not going to be easy for you to adjust with my social lifestyle."
He looks at me with nothingness floating in his eyes. Disappointment settles in my heart, realizing that touch was just for show. This management he is providing me with is only so that he keeps the boundaries maintained.
"Thankyou. But I guess for that, more than her I'll be needing your assistance." I smile at him.
He looks into my eyes, "I have other better things to do." I frown, feeling oddly hurt.
Abhiraj pauses and stares at me. He places his index finger underneath my chin and lifts my face, " There shouldn't actually be any reason for you to get hurt.
I have made it pretty clear, all I want from you is to behave like a good daughter in law to my family and a wife to show the world that I am married. Nothing more nothing less. "
" And why do you think I'll be following your demands? " I ask, my tone resigned.
He clutches my shoulders, and pull me closer, his body brushing mine.
" Because now you are married to me, binded in a legal contract under which the only escapism from this marriage is death. I don't do divorces'."
" And what will I get from that?" My throat filling up.
"You have access to my money, my home, my body. Beyond that there's only disappointment. " I blink, my lips moving but unable to form words.
He tightens his hold on me, I hate the way he is looking at me - as though I am nothing but a toy for him.
" Then why didn't you tell this before the marriage? Why am I made to suffer when there is no mistake of mine? Why me?" I shout, sounding as defeated as I feel.
"That's your fate Tinkerbell. Miraculously you got caught in this whirlwind of my life. And now there is no escape.
But it's not only your fate here, to be blamed. You are equally responsible here." He smirk, and brush my hair out of my face.
"How in the world did you believe I'll ever want you as my wife?"
His belittling words were enough for my tears to flow down my cheeks.
Why me? Didn't I deserve a good man in my life. What wrong did I do to get a husband who despise me?
I so badly want to fight him back, to tell him it's wrong. But I don't have the power to. All I am able to do is step back from him. Getting out of his hold.
Why will I be yelling at him, when I know there is know going back. I have nowhere to go. No escape. Why will it matter now? It's me who signed my life away.
Quickly wiping my face, I try to walk away from him. Escape this situation. But he pulls me towards him, hoists me up in his arms, nudging my legs apart to wrap around his thick waist.
His eyes flashing with anger and his expressions tense.
"Uh uh princess, I don't entertain escape. This conversation is not over yet." His lips caresses my cheeks. His voice low.
"Where is Ivaan?"
"Sleeping." I say, swallowing hard.
All this is too overwhelming. But my body is betraying my emotions.
"Good."
Abhiraj moves towards the couch, carrying me in his arms.
"What are you doing?" I say panicked.
"Clearing all your doubts Tinkerbell."
He sits down and places me on his lap.
"You don't like me, then why are you behaving this way?" I stutter, subtly questioning him for his actions.
He puts his lips against my ear, "I don't, but I am possesive over my things. I might hate you Tinkerbell but I am equally territorial over you. You will be the last girl I'd ever choose as my partner but now you are my wife. And My wife is my possession. "
His words tickles against my ear, my legs clenching tightly around him. And I'm embarrassed. I hate how he is making me feel.
"You'll be territorial over me, but you won't ever love me?"
Abhiraj pulls me closer and smiles as he tangle his hand around my hair, " I Will Never Love You Ishika. And you make it damn easy to not fall for you."
His every word is like a stab to my heart, distorting my hopes. Breaking my confidence, shattering the Mirage of self love I created to help me carry myself in this society.
But I resist, I will not give this man pleasure from my pain. I'll not break in front of him. I look up to the ceiling to pull my tears back into my eyes.
"What will you get from all this Abhiraj? You know you'll never be happy with me than why are you sacrificing your chance to find someone? " I say a bitter smile on my face.
" You're delusional baby. I am a businessman, I don't do loss deals. Marrying you gave me the chairmanship of the executive board. My mother won't be behind me to marry someone. No fear of falling in love. One night stands end , because I have my wife to satisfy me. What more do I need? " My stomach twists violently with his every sentence. I try to move away from him, anger pulsing my nerves like never before, but all in vain.
He crashes my body into his, pulling my hair painfully, "Remember Tinkerbell, you have signed away yourself."
My eyes tear up in anguish, I can't believe this is happening with me.
" There's no going back?" A strangled sob leaves my mouth as my tears fall, I don't deserve this yet it's happening to me.
And I hate every second of it, it's crushing me.
"Yo...u know I did...n't do an...ything to des...rve th...is." I cry pathetically in front of him. This pain is uncontrollable.
"Tinkerbell shh...shh breathe. Breathe baby." He kisses my forehead again and again, pulling me into a warm hug.
His demnour taking a 360° turn, cooing me in his arms like a little baby.
" Do...n't do thi...s plea...se." I hiccup, pressing my head into the crook of his neck.
"I don't hate you baby, but I can't give you more than I promised. Please stop crying, you'll fall sick."
" I always crav....ed permanancy in my li...fe." I say, taking shallow breaths.
" Shh, don't cry. I am here. I am your husband, I'll never leave you, I promise. Now calm down, please." He kisses my temple, his one hand resting on my hips while other gently caressing my back.
I relax, taking deep breaths I loosen up my body in his hold feeding into his warmth and the comfort his thick body is providing.
"I don't believe it." I mumble, my eyes shut close as I rest my head in the crook of his neck, seeking comfort in his smell.
"I never break my promise Tinkerbell." He whisper into my ears.
My body starts aching suddenly,
shivers passing my body. Abhiraj looks at me in concern, brushing the persperation collected on my forehead.
"Are you okey?"
I wanted to answer but my body is feeling too tired suddenly. My eyes closing , " Yes, just tired," I whined.
I wanted to get up and go to my room, but when I felt his hands return to my hair, carding through the locks and scratching his nails against my scalp, I gave up.
Exhaustion eventually kicks in, and I drift off into a dreamless slumber in the arms of the man who is responsible for my tears.
To be continued...
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So how was the chapter?
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And what are your thoughts on Abhiraj, that guy seems to be bipolar, ain't it?
And Ishika? Poor girl.
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