When priya and rajat were dancing, Ram burnt with jealousy and anger.
As soon as priya left the dance floor, He moved towards her and caught her wrist and started moving out of the hall. The party was in a 7 star hotel.
"Mr.kapoor kya kar rahe hain aap"
"Leave me Mr.kapoor"
She continuosly asked him to leave her and even tried removing her wrist, but his hold was very strong and he walked fast which made it difficult for her to match up and she literally was dragged out of the hall.
He dragged her near the lift when rajat came there.
"Ram what the hell are you doing? Leave her hand"
Ram sharply turned around and priya got scared seeing his blood shot eyes which were literally burning with fire of anger and she stopped struggling to remove her wrist from his clutch.
"Just stay the hell out" Ram gritted his teeth.
"Leave her ram"
Before ram could lash out at him priya intervened "Rajat sir am okay, aap party join kijiye"
"Priyaa.."
"Didn't you hear the lady" His voice was deadly.
Just then the lift pinged and he entered the lift pulling priya behind him.
Priya couldn't dare to look at him, within few seconds they reached the 15th floor and he pulled her to a suite by swiping a card.
He entered and locked the door and pinned her to the wall beside the door harshly. His left hand still didn't leave her right wrist, which he pinned it too on the wall beside her head. The other hand pinned her shoulder to the wall.
He came so close to her that she could feel his hot breath on her face. Her eyes were shut tightly and fear was clearly seen on her face.
"Bohot mazaa aa raha tha na" He gritted his teeth.
She opened her eyes to find his glaring right into her eyes.
He pressed her wrist which hurt her and her face winced "Ouch, you're hurting me"
"Oh really? Am hurting you? It's fucking you who is hurting me constantly priya"
Her eyes became moist.
"Kahan chhua uss kamine ne tumhe"
He moved his right hand down and caught her waist firmly which made her shiver to feel the touch of her man after years.
He squeezed it making her wince
"Idhar chua na ussne"
He moved his hand a little backside at her lower back
"Idhar bhi"
"Aapko kyun problem ho rahi hai, main toh kuch nahi hun na aapkeliye"
She somehow managed to utter in between his torture.
He pushed her back to the wall with force hurting her bare back
"Kya kaha tumne? Kuch nahi ho? Mera sab kuch kal bhi, aaj bhi aur aage bhi tum hi ho priya...get that fucking straight in your head" He raged.
Tears rolled down her cheeks which was result of both physical pain and emotional pain.
He pulled her to him and moved his hands on her lower back and gently caressed it making her shiver.
She was silently crying and he gently masaged her back and lower back. Her hands were caged on his chest. She started sobbing loudly and he released her hands and hugged her holding her tightly near his heart.
