Ravished & Ravenous (#2 Billionaire's Burden)

Part 24

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Shravani's POV

"Why don't you wear a nuptial chain and apply vermilion anymore?" Jaiveer's question rang in my ears as I looked up at him, at his angelic face.

"Do you want me to wear it for you?" I asked back instead, my fingers brushing the strands off his forehead.

"I don't, it's your life, you can do anything you want, it's like you have obeyed any of my conditions after the marriage." his tone suddenly changed and I frowned.

"What's wrong?" I asked, he got off me and stood up.

"Nothing." he grabbed his hoodie and proceed to slip it on.

"Jaiveer, stop acting like this, it's not like you were fulfilling my wishes and conditions or acting like a goody-two-shoes husband." I retorted as I sat up.

"And I left my career for you."

"I fucking gave you the choice, it's not my mistake that you choose me, it's you. Stop cribbing it every time." I flinched when he shouted.

"Yes thank you, it was my mistake."

"Then keep it in with yourself, Shravani, and stop dragging this fucking thing again and again, you are fucking annoying." his words angered me. Why am I getting so angry with his words these days?

"Yeah right, but I was not annoying when you were fucking me, calling names, and having your ways an----" he slammed his palm on my mouth and towered over me.

"Shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up." I glared at him, struggling to remove his hand from my mouth.

"Not a fucking word." he removed his palm, matching my glare.

"You are an asshole." I slapped, punched, and did anything I could on his chest and shoulder.

Jaiveer Singh Rathore has done Ph.D. in getting in my nerves.

"Stop." he held both of my hands in his one, jerking me closer as his hold tightened around my wrist.

"I fucking ha--" His lips slammed down on mine, stopping my sentence and wrenching out my breath. I was too shocked and too enraged to even reciprocated but Jaiveer didn't stop, he kissed me harder, like a punishment, nothing soft, it was his teeth biting and nibbling angrily.

"Don't even say the words you don't mean it." he pulled back and whispered the words against my lips.

I am too hot and bothered, I want to fuck him and stab him at the same time, is this even possible?

"You are a bastard." My palms curled around his throat as I traced his Adam's apple huffing out my breath.

"Stop getting on my nerves every time, Veer."

"You should as well, Shravani." I didn't react and kissed him again.

I will stab him later, let me fuck him now.

I climbed on his lap, kissing my way and inhaling his cedarwood scent, his finger clutched on my hip before it moved down to cup my ass as I ground onto him, feeling him getting heard underneath me and how my insides throb to get him inside me.