Taming the beast: A Predatory Marriage🔞

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It was another busy day in Mumbai's bustling streets.

Swarnalekha sat in her room, legs sprawled out lazily as she watched the news.

She and Kaidan had recently reconciled after a period of stress in their relationship.

She had wanted her father to come with them, but he had stubbornly refused, his pride being the most important thing to him.

Yet, he had not stopped her from going with Kaidan - maybe his old eyes had seen something that the young couple couldn't.

When she flipped through the channels, her eyes landed on a familiar face - Kaidan's.

A video of him mercilessly beating up a man was circulating online.

She felt a pang of shock run through her. Just then, he emerged from the washroom, toweling his wet hair.

His gaze fell on the TV screen before meeting her questioning eyes. Without a word, he walked over and switched off the television.

"It's not what it looks like," he said, his voice casual yet firm."That was a young reporter I had been dealing with for the past three months. He'd been writing terrible things about me, and I lost my temper. But I promise, it won't happen again."

She studied his face, searching for any signs of deception.

He had always been brutally honest,raw with her, and she wanted to believe him.

With a slight nod, she patted the spot on the bed next to her, inviting him to sit and explain further.

He sighed, throwing his body beside her. She squinted her eyes as he said, "That reporter had the audacity to poke questions about my family. He had not a slight fear that I could dangle his balls in open daylight and make a poached egg out of them."

She was a bit upset, but she rested her head on his chest.

He drew circles on her navel as he said, "Ranveer asked us to go to the cinema. He and Sitara are going. You want to come?"

Her eyes lit up a bit.

She vigorously nodded her head, saying, "Do you know, Raghav, when I was in school, my friends and I used to collect money and go watch films? Especially Vidyut Jammwal was my big crush!"

He couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as she gushed about Vidyut's chiseled physique.

She went on and on about his bulging biceps and rock-hard abs, oblivious to the growing irritation on someone's face.

Suddenly, he reached out and pinned her down on the bed, his intense gaze locking onto hers.

"No boy," he growled, his lips just barely grazing hers.

Her eyes went wide, her breath catching in her throat as she stared up at him.The fiery look in his eyes sent a shiver down her spine.

Without a word, he swiftly removed his shirt, revealing his own well-defined muscles.

"Is your precious Vidyut hotter than this?" he asked, his voice low and challenging.

She found herself mesmerized, all thoughts of Vidyut forgotten as she drank in the sight of his sculpted physique.

Her fingers itched to reach out and trace the contours of his abs, but she dared not move. One wrong move and he would be fucking her brains out.

Kaidan was in one of his moods again.

He couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the thought of her watching a movie with a handsome actor.

He immediately dialled his right hand.