WITH YOU!

86. HIS WRATH, HER DECISION!

AISHA

It's been ten days today since we have been here, in this magnificent, yet so cozy beach house, well more like a mansion. I'm damn sure if I call the archaeologists here, they'd themselves be confused about what to name this, just like me! Even after me being a history student, knowing all the arts, & architectures myself, I don't know what to call this place, a beach-house, a bungalow, a haveli, or a mansion?

Today, I gave in to him, my whole, leaving all my hesitance, all my doubts, all my insecurities behind! The last time, I forced myself, almost leading to another panic attack, but this time, I surrendered myself to him, to mark me his & only his!

This time, my heart, my body & my soul itself gave in to him, as I trust him, more than myself! Maybe others might call it blind trust, but I can't help it! I can't help & just surrender to everything he has to give, such is his effect on me...

I don't know what is it that has pulled me to him since the beginning, but I can't help it! I'm his now, by my own choices, & I'm not backing off, that's it!

I heard him yelling on his phone, as my soul shuddered at his dark looks, as he entered the dining, all angry! I don't know why but he isn't looking like my Vivaan currently.

Right now he is looking more like a dark devil, a monster, all ready to burn the whole world, with that chilly & authoritative aura, those submission demanding angry, red-rimmed eyes, & that dark yelling voice, making me flinch, as I dropped the spoon in my hand on the floor, catching his attention, & that's when my hiccups begin!

"S-ss-sorry..." spoke I stuttering, at those lethal looks, making my body temperature drop down in fear, as my body froze, but serving him his breakfast, I placed the plate in front of him from the next side of the table, as his eyes were fixed on me with that same look, & gulping down, I took my plate & fled to the next corner of the mansion!

"Thank God!" I breathed in relief, as his mere presence was breaking down my poor nerves, as my heart beat had slowed to almost null!

I had no appetite, thanks to those expired medicines, from whose effect, I haven't yet recovered, but I forced a little, & then secretly moved to the kitchen, by the dining, taking slow steps, making sure he, the scariest man of the century, is nowhere around.

I stood by a beautifully carved pillar, as I peeped in from behind a little, to see if he is at the dining, & he wasn't to my relief, as I straightened myself, & sighed smiling.

"Thank God!" spoke I, placing my hand on my beating heart, but that was it!

"Sweetheart!" heard I, in that same angry voice, as my plate dropped & I shrieked for my dear life, & hid below the dining, converting myself in a small ball.

I think I always thank God too early, as I looked above accusingly at the God, who is supposed to be above.

"What are you doing there, come out!" spoke he, as I saw him kneeling, looking at me, bending his back, to match my level, with his great height, & I hid my face till my eyes in my knees, squeezing my eyes shut, as I shook my head frantically, fear overtaking my senses.

"Aisha, come out, now!" demanded he, in a stern voice, as I flinched, & gulping away, I slowly opened my eyes, to see the same expressions on his face, & something told me I'm irritating him more.

He pointed at me, & stressing on each word, spoke in the scariest voice ever, scarier than those ghostly voices in those horror movies Vidhi made me watch,

"Come out!"

I licked my lips nervously, & slowly moved back, towards the other side of the table, dragging my butts, as I rose on my knees, my eyes at the table level, & I looked at him, the same angry face & gulping more, I slowly stood up, like a culprit who is to be awarded with a capital punishment by the judge, who is this scary version of the man I love the most, Vivaan fucking Khurana!