Ravished & Ravenous (#2 Billionaire's Burden)

Part 9

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Would you rather spend a day alone or with your friends?

Would you rather drink coffee all day or soft drinks all day?

Would you rather jump in the pool or in your crush's lap?

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Jaiveer's POV.

Shravani slapped and punched on my chest, but I did not stop kissing her, and she eventually gave in, her fingers fisted on my shirt as she reciprocated it with equal flavor nibbling on my lips.

"I hate you for this."she whispered as soon as I broke the kiss.

"You wanted to be mine, right? Now you are mine and Shravani I am a possessive man, I don't like sharing and neither I will accept some bastards keeping hands on what's mine." I completed the sentence, glaring at her eyes full of tears which didn't fall.

Her lips curving into a smirk, "But these rules are only for me, right? What about you? Didn't you touch your ex---"

"She is happily married and a mother, there is nothing between us, last night I came late because I was with Vikram, I was not with hers and neither I have fucked anyone after our marriage." I busted before I could realize that I was explaining myself to hers. To Shravan J. Singh Rathore.

I am done.

And fucked...

Something's drastically wrong.

She has for surely done black magic on me.

"Glad you have accepted it, Veer." this snapped me out, her arms wrapping around my neck. "Otherwise I would have to kill you before killing myself." she sounded like a psycho.

"You let that bastard touch you, Shravani, and you don't even know what I would do to him." I hissed the words and spun her around, the gasped leaving her lips when her cheeks pressed against the wall.

"You wanted this, then take it." Hunching her dress up, I slapped on her skin, her wince resonating.

"We are in the lobby." her voice was a soft whisper as she turned towards me again, her eyes looking around.

I noticed her changed demeanor and the way her eyes twinkled, "here" I let her drag me to the opposite direction.

Wow, she dragged me inside the girls' washroom, locking the door behind.

I let my thoughts and the common-sense fly. I don't want to control anymore, fuck, why do I even need to control when she is my wife, I have right on hers.

Holding her by the hips, I left her up, settling her just beside the wash basin, her legs parted as she pulled me between it by holding on to my tie.

"You are deleting the picture." I stated firmly, she didn't reply and kissed me instead, her fingers working on to open my tie. My fingers trailed on her back, which was resting on her hips as our lips collided, harsh and consuming.

Breaking the kiss, I pulled her to stand and spun round, bending her on the wash basin, her eyes meeting mine from the mirror above. The seductive drowsy look on her face and all the feelings curling in her eyes, sent a zap of pleasure down on mine, straining my slacks.

My fingers worked to open the zip of her outfit as I leaned down to left kisses on her nap to back. Her soft sighs reaching my ears and I noticed something on her skin, A scar on her back, which was pretty long, I am a hundred percent it's a burnt scar.