Darkly Obsessed With Her

Chapter 1.

Author's POV
A beautiful girl opens her serene eyes as sunlight hits her beautiful face. Her bluish grey orbs came in the view. She stretched her hands and sat up straight covering her naked body with a duvet properly.

"You are awake...now get out" said a dominating manly voice in a 'I don't give a fuck' manner.

"Oh Vivan baby, how can you say such things first at the morning. See how sore I am. You were too rough. Do you think I can even walk?" Said the girl and the man sighed in annoyance. Leaning to her face he whispered

"Bold of you to think I care. Get out of my farmhouse. NOW!"

"Fine, it's you who will come back to me for a good fuck later on." The girl said in arrogance and smirked.

To which he grabbed her hair and slapped her on her face and said with aggression "VIVAN SHEKHAWAT DOES NOT TOUCH WHAT HE USES ONCE. UNDERSTAND? NOW GET OUT!!" he said and spat on her face.

Leaving her with a jerk he left for dressing area. And the meantime the girl quickly wore her clothes and went from there.

Vivan came from dressing area wearing a three piece tuxedo all set for the day. Looking devilishly hot.

Taking his phone he walked downstairs, had his coffee and a light breakfast and walked to his car.

Today he was going to sign a deal which can bring uncountable profit to his business empire. Although he had enough money to rule the business world, no one says no to more money, right?

He sat in his car the driver started driving. Vivan was very strict for punctuality. His anger touches sky when anyone is late.

His car was stopped for a while now and he was loosing his control over his anger now

"For fuck's sake, move the fucking car" he growled in anger and said.

"Sir actually there is so much rush on the road, there is no space." The driver said afraid of his boss.

"Why can't people just stay at home. Stupid people-" before he could complete his words his eyes fell on something which he wanted to make his, at any cost.

Vivan's POV
That slut kirti has already ruined my mood. And here I am stuck in traffic jam. Why can't these idiots stay at home!!

I swear if I get late for the meeting and lost the deal, I will kill these people with my bare hands. They don't even know they are messing with Vivan Shekhawat.

*Evil smirk*

Just as I was going to shoot a bullet in the air to get the area clear as soon as possible, my eyes fell on something that I instantly knew was mine. If not, I will make that mine.

A small petite figure standing on a bus stand. Wearing a simple blue kurti and jeans. A hand bag hanging on her right shoulder and her small arms hugging a book so tightly, clutching her body so tight that her voluptuous breasts were hidden behind it. Her feet having a pair of Indian style jutti and simple anklets, that I will make sure she wears when I will make her mine.

Her face was screaming innocence and purity. A sense of protectiveness towards her arose in my heart. Those sky blue orbs had many emotions which I wanted to read. Her little lips were so beautiful that I started craving them. I wanted those lips wrapped by mine. I wonder how they will look with a heartful smile.

Overall she was looking like a Doll. My Doll.

I will surely make her mine. And cage her in my arms. Never let her go away from me.

I don't know about love but I am surely obsessed with her. Darkly Obsessed With Her.

Soon a bus stopped in front of her hiding her from my view. The bus moved ahead and she was gone. She was not there. She has surely gone into that bus.