The world had always envied the family of Rajvansh yet had fallen on their knees for them. They have been powerful yet a family of criminals. And in the family was stuck Vedika Rajvansh- The wife of the eldest son. There was nothing Vedika could do...
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Her chest heaved into soft rhythms as she let out light snores in my arms. "I... no... please... Abhi...manyu," her voice trailed off into soft murmur as I casted my down to glance at her sleeping figure with a chuckle sounding deep from my throat. The hues of the dusk against her tanned skin made her look peaceful... too peaceful for someone like me.
"Abhi," came a soft murmur of my daughter when I carried her to her bed. She looked at me with the same honey eyes her mother would look at me. Like she could see my soul right through the dark demeanour. Shravani turned into the bed with half-lidded sleepy eyes when I placed Vedika on the bed.
"Sshhh. Sleep. Dad's somewhere else to be for now, Little one," I whispered without an intention to wake her mother up but as glanced over at Shravani, I found she was already drowning into her sleep with her small arms coming up to embrace her mother's wrist.
A ghost over a smile touched the edges of my lips before I crouched down to place a kiss on Shravani's forehead and noticed a smile pulling up her face even in her sleep before my eyes returned to Vedika as I trailed my knuckles against the bare skin of her shoulder, watching her shiver in the slight bit of coldness.
She looked beautiful in her sleep. Too beautiful that I wanted to break her—again and again until she looked at herself in mirror and couldn't find her real self in it. Couldn't believe that it was the same her but so different from what she was. I wanted to do things with her no one could—wouldn't.
I recalled the way she had tasted in my mouth minutes ago. The softness of her lips I wanted to feel somewhere more than my lips. I wanted them to be wrapped around my cock as I rammed into that mouth of hers that dared to say things they shouldn't. Especially not with me. I wanted to fuck the life out of her.
Blood rushed to my cock as I felt the tightness of it straining my pants just at the thought of making her mine again. I turn and move out of her room before I decided to awake her and do something I shouldn't—for now.
Not bothering to button my shirt again, I closed the door of her apartment behind me. My eyes coming to meet the merely curious and questioning eyes of a resident who watched me coming out of her apartment like I had committed a sin—maybe I did because of those corrupted and erotic thoughts of her, naked.
The stranger passed me a sardonic fake smile but it fell off her creamy face when I glared at her. My face remaining stotic as I supposed because she gulped and looked away. I fucking hated living here. But the only thing that kept me sane in here was the sweet voice of Shravani and fierce eyes of Vedika. I wanted both.
I closed the door behind me with more force than needed as the darkness of my apartment surrounded me. Amusing how our apartment were the same yet so different. It felt different. It didn't felt home.
