Taming the beast: A Predatory Marriage🔞

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With a curt nod, he turned and strode out of the room, leaving him alone with her.

The door clicked shut behind Ranveer, and his gaze finally shifted away from her face.

"So, my dear, are you ready for our wedding night? Are you ready to become mine, completely and utterly?"

But before she could respond, his body suddenly convulsed, and he fell to the ground, holding his head in agony.Her eyes widened in shock as she watched him writhe in pain.For a moment, she saw an opportunity to escape, to run away from this nightmare.But as she looked at his suffering form, something inside her hesitated.She approached him cautiously, asking, "What's wrong? What's happening to you?"

His eyes were scrunched up in pain, but he managed to point to the desk, gasping, "Medicine...there's a medicine...please..."

Without thinking further,she rushed to the desk and searched for the pill. She found it and returned to his side, helping him sit up and swallow the medicine.The pain seemed to subside, hiz eyes locked onto her, a mix of gratitude and surprise swirling in their depths."You had a chance....I was weak, vulnerable. Why didn't you run? Why didn't you hurt me? Why didn't you kill me?"

"I...I don't know," she stammered, trying to find the words. "I guess I just...I couldn't."

"You couldn't?" he repeated, his voice low and husky. "Or you wouldn't?"

She shook her head, trying to clear the confusion. "I don't know.... Maybe I was scared. Maybe I was unsure. But I didn't want to hurt you."

His laughter was low and mocking. "You didn't want to hurt me? After everything I've done to you, you still had mercy on me?"His gaze faltered, his eyes dropping to the floor.For a moment, she thought she saw a glimmer of shame, of regret. But then, his mask slipped back into place, and he sneered at her.

His laughter was low and husky, his eyes glinting with amusement."You're not thinking of me like your Papa, are you? Thinking I've got a soft spot for you?"

Her face flushed with embarrassment as she shook her head, trying to deny it. "N-no, of course not!"

"Oh, come on sweety. You're starting to see me in a different light. And I must say, I'm flattered. You should start calling me Daddy more often. It suits us perfectly."

"What....no...! Just what...!"

"Oh, but it's perfect! You're my captive, my property...my little girl. And I'm your Daddy, your keeper, your protector."

"Stop it please......."

"I haven't even started anything for you to plead me to stop. What will you do when I unleash my complete desire on you? Maybe we should have more like it...in bed."

He stood up, his eyes never leaving hers, and walked towards her."Go and change into something comfortable," he said. "Instead of this heavy dress and jewelry, which is making you look like a Christmas tree."

"What...? No...!"

"Oh, come on, Swarnalekha . You must be suffocating under all that fabric and sparkle. I want to see you in something simple, something that shows off your beauty."Her face burned with embarrassment as she realized what he was implying. She couldn't possibly change into something comfortable, not in front of him, not when he was looking at her like that.

"I...I won't do it," she stammered, trying to sound firm but failing miserably.

"If you don't change into something comfortable," he said in a low voice, "then I'll make you uncomfortable."

Her eyes widened in fear as she realized what he was implying. She knew she had to act fast, or else...

"No, please," she begged, trying to sound firm. "I'll change, I'll change."