Reena Desai: Kill Lady

Chapter 16

Self-control was my toughest exercise on resilience. My growing feelings for Rocky were becoming more and more difficult to curb. But my mother's advice rang in my ears every time I tried to take a step forward. Love without mutual respect is like a cracked pot. If there is no respect to seal it, love will run out like the water and you'll be completely drained. I needed to know if he respected me as a person and not as a mere conquest. If Rocky and I were meant to be together, things will happen at its own pace. Numerous misunderstandings and irreplaceable losses had occurred. Time was needed to repair the trust and heal the raw wounds. It would be wrong to use Rocky as my emotional rebound. I promised that I would give myself more time.

It wasn't like I had nothing to do. Many times I was caught working late into the night on the launching of my jewelry designing business. I was thorough with my designs. Since, I had no one anymore, I inherited the entirety of the Desai wealth. Investment wasn't a problem, but I needed financial advice. A set of fresh eyes would catch the mistakes I made. Rocky had asked for some time, because he was busy settling scores and tying the loose ends. It was rare to even see him these days. He left early, before I even woke up and returned only after midnight. We hadn't even spoken for two weeks. Even though I was disappointed, it was beneficial. I had thrown myself completely into the work and everything was nearly ready. My proposal was in the final stages of drafting. I missed him sorely. I had to control my impulses to check on him. Whether he had his meal or were his injuries healing. Pensively, I leaned against the balcony as I thought about him.

Something bristly brushed against my neck. I almost screamed, but a huge hand covered my mouth.

Think of the devil...

"Shshh!! It's just me. I am sorry, Sona. I missed you very much."

I blinked. It seemed like my thoughts had summoned him out of nowhere.

He let go of my mouth, slowly brushing his thumb across my lips with a sensuous friction and turned me around to face him.

"Do you want to kill me, Rocky? I could have fallen down from this balcony," I said.

"Your words are killing me, Sona. Like I would let that happen," he scoffed, seating himself on the swing.

"I thought you were finally leaving me alone, but I guess that was too much to hope for," I said, leaning against the railing.

"How can I leave a half of me alone? You are always with me and I am always with you," he said, smiling sweetly.

I would rather have him making daft jokes than talking romance. It was easier to handle.

"Have you eaten?", I asked, striving to sound aloof.

"I am not hungry," he said, nonchalantly.

Angry, "and you're going to bed on an empty stomach?", I scolded him, "go. Eat something."

He just smiled softly. He stretched his arms and tugged me towards him.

"What are you doing?", I asked, trying to get away.

Without replying, he embraced me tightly, nuzzling against my throat. I froze for a second. All I could think about was him surrounding my senses completely. His warm breath and the grizzly beard tickled my skin. He didn't move either. He just held me close. Throwing caution to the wind, I returned his embrace, placing my cheek against his thudding heart. I felt a jolt run through his huge frame. His grip tightened more. He was trying to tell me his emotions, that words wouldn't convey.

After a while, he broke the embrace, gently caressing my cheeks with his fingers. His eyes were aglow with adoration. I blushed and looked away from the intensity of his gaze. He held my hands and brought them to his lips, kissing it.