Wrapped around your little finger (COMPLETED)

Prologue

Author's POV:

The big blue sky was all dark and the ever so shining magnificent moon witnessing their cute moments was hidden somewhere behind those colliding clouds

The wild wind was blowing to the west and the clouds were breaking up making a high pitch. The lightning was striking the dark night and the thunder was roaring like a lion...

The clouds were bursting out continuously to pour heavy rain...

And by every passing second, the poor heart of a 20-year-old girl was speeding up its pace for the reason she didn't even know...

Fidgeting her fingers she was chanting some mantras trying to give some strength to her naive soul

A sudden loud thud on the door flinched her fragile body and her hand landed on her chest to calm down the racing heart...

Looking at the strong figure in front of her she gasped in fear and swallowed a thick lump while even in such cold weather a thick series of sweat rolled down her temple thinking about his actions

And there stood the 34-year-old beast himself in his favourite black clothes...

Fully drenched in the rain the black clothes hugged his muscular toned body perfectly...as always the top three buttons of his shirt kept open giving a sneak peek of his chiselled chest and sleeves rolled up to his elbows revealing his forearms coated with a manly subtle fur

The thick black lush messed on his forehead...his otherwise natural pink plump lips turned to the darker shade because of his excess drinking emphasised between the thick rugged beard that traced his sharp jaws

She kept looking at his tall figure gulping various lumps while his legs made a movement to step forward but then he trembled and his shoulder hit the door and immediately her legs moved towards his direction to hold him as always but then his hand waved in the air stopped her from doing so...

He was drunk as hell...

He couldn't even handle himself...

With those blurry black orbs, he looked at the lean figure standing in front of him in the corner of the room... though his vision blurred the beauty of her soul was imprinted on his heart...

Wearing the red saree he bought for her with hairs left open as he likes...no makeup natural face with a small bindi between her thick brows and the vermillion in her hair partition and a black beaded nuptial chain adorning her sleek neck she looked an epitome of beauty

The beauty of this beast

The beauty who was a ray of sacred light in the venomous dark life of the beast

And the beast had to reach his beauty

He made one more attempt to balance himself and take baby steps towards her and was finally succeeded in balance on his legs...

With shaky legs, he slowly began pacing towards her while she was clouded by the fear of the beast in him...

Various voices hit her ears intensifying her nervousness to peaks

"He had beaten his EX-WIFE like hell and sexually tortured her for his never-ending hunger towards a female species"

"He had no mercy towards his ex-wife"

"He is a cruel animal whose hunger has no bounds"

"He is a heavy drunkard"

"He is a drug addict"

"He is a molester"

"All he needs is a girl with open legs"

Those words felt like someone pouring hot lava into her ears...for a second she thought of cutting her ears to get rid off of venomous words