Heartless Husband

-chapter eleven-

-vedika-

Icouldn'tbreathe.Icouldn'tbreathe.Icouldn'tbreathe.

The fire erupted before me, burning the car into nothing as I scrambled myself to the corner. Cramping myself as much as possible to hide away from their eyes. They were near me and if I made another movement, I knew I was going to meet the same fate as some of the rest unfortunate people who were begging for their lives.

This wasn't supposed to be like this. I was stupid, I knew that but I shouldn't have made a mistake that was going to be paid off as my life. My eyes forcing to shut and my breathing becoming broken like it was the last time I was taking my breath. Voices scampering into my mind which I  could barely realise who it belonged. My brain seemed to be stiffening with my body as I whimpered in pain.

I tried to think of something. Anything. That could keep me from falling into the darkness. Something in my chest twitched with a feeling I couldn't put name onto. Maybe it was the stupid organ located between my lungs that was throbbing with a need of someone. Someone with eyes gray and black—replica of his soul and the world he lived in. Someone with aura dark, dangerous and difficult yet his presence brought the warmth I found myself wanting.

Abhimanyu.

Thoughts about him made matters worse for me as I shivered in rain while four words repeated in my brain and unintentionally left my lips in a low murmur. I'm going to die. I'm going to die. I'm going to die.

"I'm here, love. I got you."

My eyes flung open to the dark high ceiling above me as I let out a breath I didn't knew I was holding. His words still sounding in my mind before I glanced around to find myself in the room I never have been. It wasn't the cramped corner I had managed to scramble myself into which smelled ashes and bloods and screams. It was much different from it.

The familiar scent in the room which I knew whose it was made me aware of who the room belonged to. "You are awake?" I whirled my head to find the voice of the man I hadn't known was also present in the room, looking at me with his mismatched eyes. The curtains were closed but judging by the darkness, I knew it was already night and the only source of light in the room was the brightness of his phone reflecting on his face.

"Why am I in your room?" I remembered everything but at that time, the feeling of saying anything took over me. Anything which I already was aware of but it still managed to trail out from my lips.

He walked towards me and I let in a shallow breath. The darkness scared me but that didn't mean I would also fear the man who ruled it.

His low yet confident footsteps became more clear to me as he stopped near me and I felt his fingers clutching my chin in his grip and he lifted it up. Making his eyes pierce through mine. Even in the darkness of the room, I could feel the warmth of his body pricing my skin. It was amusing how much I hated him yet I was somehow every time forced to be with him.

"Shhh. I'm the one who can ask questions, love. Tell me what were you doing sneaking behind my back?"

I wasn't sneaking behind his back but his voice had sounded like accuse of something I had done wrong when I had done nothing. My hand gripped around his wrist to push him away but his grip got only tighter as he refused to back away from me.

"I wasn't sneaking behind your back, Mr Rajvansh," I answered.

"With whose permission did you went outside?"

"I don't need your permission. I'm only your doctor, Mr Rajvansh," I snapped under his heated gaze. Abhimanyu couldn't control me like he did to the people around and I refused to be the woman whose voice was never heard and she was expected to do whatever men said be lite it was law.