*BOOK ONE OF THE EMOTIONS SERIES*
Two States? But make it Wattpad version.
When the single Rudroneel laid his eyes on his sister's best friend, he unexpectedly felt drawn to her.
Aaruthira knew her best friend's brother for years unlike him. Despi...
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"That was delicious", Ruthira praised giving a chef's kiss. "Thank you ma'am", Rudra bent his right hand and bowed. Ruthira laughed and ruffled his hair.
"I always wanted to ask you something but kept forgetting. Since you are a lefty, do you use your right hand in the toilet", Rudra asked. Ruthira crinkled her nose at the question, "we just ate, and you're talking about shit. Eww".
"Arrey, answer". "My right hand serves the purpose of your left hand while my left hand serves the purpose of your right hand", she rolled her eyes.
"I've got another surprise for you", she lifted her index finger. "And what would that be, my lady"? "I'm staying over". Rudra's eyes enlarged, "our parents allowed"?
"Of course not, I might have lied with Yeshna's help", she fiddled with her fingers, not meeting his gaze.
"Ruthira, bachaa, they'll get angry when they find out", Rudra lifted her face by her chin. "Who's gonna tell them", she smirked. "Someone's getting naughty, aren't they", he smirked, leaning back on his chair.
Ruthira leaned forward, "what are you going to do? Handcuff me"? Rudra's smirk remained consistent, "are you instigating me". She smiled and walked to the kitchen to wash the plate. As she was washing, she saw Rudra walking in through her peripheral vision.
"Answer me", he whispered huskily, trapping Ruthira between his arms as he washed his plate. She closed her eyes while breathing heavily and loudly.
"Someone's nervous", he pressed his lower body into her lower body. Ruthira snapped her eyes open as a sudden confidence came into her. She offed the tap and turned to face him,"what if I am instigating you"?
Rudra clenched his jaws with a straight face"there's no backing out". Ruthira nodded slightly intimated. "I want words", he slapped her ass. She gasped before replying, "I'm ready".
Before she could comprehend anything, he carried her like a sack on his shoulder. As he was exiting the kitchen, he stopped by the fridge and took a ice cream tub.
"What's that", Ruthira questioned softly. "You'll find out". Once they reached his room, he placed her on his bed.
"At any point if you feel uncomfortable, say yellow. Cause that's a colour I dislike", he carresed her cheek with his thumb. He pushed her down on the bed and removed his shirt when a sarcastic remark arose from her, "what's this, 50 shades of grey"?
"Lay on your stomach over here", he patted his lap. "Why"? "5 strokes", he calmly said. "What"? "10 strokes. Each time you make a comment unnecessarily, I'm going to spank you", he sternly said.
Ruthira looked shocked, "is it-". He cut her off, "if you are uncomfortable, I'll stop". She looked at him before lying down on her stomach on his lap. She felt his hand kneading her ass and closed her eyes.
"1". THUD!Ruthira gasped and bit down her lips. "2". THUD! Tears welled up in her eyes as she arched her neck in pain. "3". THUD! The tears started rolling down her cheeks and she clenched Rudra's lap. He continued spanking her. "10". THUD!
