Rudra
Seeing that vermillion on her head and the mangalsutra around her, stirs a weird thing in me.
"Honeymoon", I said. Her reaction was as expected, she started shouting, punching and calling names. I've noticed one thing about her... No matter how bad the situation is, she never curses.
I had some business to attend to, in England and there was no way I was leaving her anywhere without me. I don't trust anyone other than myself when It comes to her protection.
I had planned everything so that she won't get bored while I carry the meetings. She'll probably enjoy herself, though I'm not cent percent sure. Most girls would love a vacation in a castle, don't they all like fairytales?
She wasn't ready to move so I had to carry her to the private plane in my arms. I like to carry her, at least I can feel her close to me that way. Feel her heartbeats, her fragrance, her soft skin close to me.
"NO! You can't just DO THIS!"
"I can do whatever I want, wifey"
"NO NO NO!"
"Yes, now calm the fuck down, have your medicines and something to eat."
"NO"
Okay, I'm one step away from losing my damn mind. Sighing I tie her struggling boy with the belts on the seat and bring the glass of water and tablet in front of her mouth.
Oh I so wanted to touch her lips.
"Take it", I bring the tablet near her lips and she swiftly turns her head the other side. My hold on the glass hardens, almost on the verge of breaking it into pieces. I count till ten and try to hold my wrath.
I don't ever want to show her my darkside.
Keeping the glass on the table I grab her neck from behind and make her look at me. "Last chance" But she doesn't open her mouth.
I smirk.
Taking the tablet in my mouth I smash my lips on hers, she gasps in surprise and opens her mouth I get the opportunity to transfer the tablet in her mouth and with the help of my tongue, slide it deep in her throat. Mission accomplished.
After making sure she had swallowed it, I leave her neck and step back. But then she slaps me.
No one had ever tried raising their voice at me, let alone slap me. But she's not anyone, she's someone I'll allow slapping me thousand times.
Her eyes turn glossy and her body starts trembling. The slap didn't hurt, but her reaction did.
"H-how dare y-you!", she speaks between her sobs.
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