You Are My Obsession Till Eternity

Chapter-27

Author's POV,

As the convoy of black cars glided through the ornate gates of Rudra's mansion, Pihu couldn't help but notice the heightened security measures that had been put in place since the last time she had been here. It was as though the entire estate was cocooned in an impenetrable shield of vigilance.

The mansion, bathed in the soft glow of strategically placed lights, stood as a beacon of opulence amidst the darkness of the night. It was an imposing structure, each intricately designed detail whispering stories of power and influence. The grandeur of it all overwhelmed Pihu, and she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being drawn deeper into a world she had never wanted to be a part of.

The cars came to a halt, and Rudra, ever the epitome of authority, stepped out first, his grip on Pihu's hand unwavering. They entered the mansion, and Pihu's eyes couldn't help but roam around, tracing the intricate details of the opulent decor. Every corner whispered tales of luxury and power, and it left her in awe and trepidation simultaneously. The maids, lined up and waiting as if they were statues, acknowledged their master's presence with a silent nod.

In a room enveloped by an air of unwavering authority, Rudra's voice rang out like a decree from a ruler of old. "Let me to introduce the lady of the mansion," he declared, each word dripping with a possessive fervor, "Pihu, my beloved wife."

As his words settled in the room, they carried a heavy weight, emphasizing the depth of his claim. Rudra's gaze, sharp and authoritative, swept across the assembled maids, and in his eyes, there burned an unmistakable possessiveness. It sent a subtle shiver through the room as he continued, "She holds the same respect here as I do. Any disrespect shown to her will be met with consequences you can't even fathom. Is that understood?"

The maids nodded in unison, their expressions a symphony of fear and deference. In this world governed by Rudra's unyielding authority, obedience was not a choice but a necessity. Standing beside him, Pihu felt an uneasy discomfort, the weight of all eyes in the room fixed upon her. She could keenly sense Rudra's dominion, not just through his voice but in the very air around them. The fear that shimmered in the eyes of those present in the living room was palpable, a testament to the power he wielded.

Rudra turned towards Pihu, his features softening into a light smile as he said, "Let me show you our room." He gently caught Pihu's hands, her trepidation palpable. As he guided her down the grand corridor towards their room, a wave of apprehension washed over her. The thought of sharing a room with Rudra filled her with both fear and uncertainty, and she couldn't help but wonder about the upcoming night as they moved forward together.

As they entered the room, Pihu couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by its atmosphere. The room seemed to embody the dark, enigmatic life of Rudra, exuding an aura of power, authority, and luxury that was both enticing and intimidating. She couldn't deny the opulence that surrounded her, from the richly adorned furniture to the subtle scent of expensive cologne that lingered in the air. Her direct thoughts raced, wondering what this night and her future would hold in this room, where shadows concealed as much as they revealed.

Before Rudra could say anything, his phone rang. Pihu's attention was instantly caught by the ringtone, and when she saw Rudra's sudden change in expression, from warmth to cold stoicism, her curiosity was piqued. Without uttering a word, Rudra swiftly moved away. On the other hand, Pihu couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her as she watched him leave. It was a fleeting moment of respite, a pause in the intensity of the night, and she clung to it, her apprehension momentarily eased.

.

.

.

.