I really forgot to update this in my sudden busyness, & this one's on special requests of my darling reader ManyaSingh366 .
AISHA
We came back home... His penthouse, again!
I requested him to drop me at my house, but no, he is VIVAAN the stubborn Khurana, & he never listens to anyone, then who am I to convince him, a mere outsider...
'...whom he LOVES!' added my subconscious, as I blushed hard.
I however made a grumpy face, as he didn't listen to me again. Basically I don't want to be a clingy girlfriend whom nobody wants. I know I'm already very clingy & possessive types, & I don't want to suffocate him with my love!
Love gives you wings, it never cripples you down! Like my Mamma & Vivaan's love is my power, it never held me back.
& I trust my Vivaan, I don't know why, but I can't ever even doubt him, even if I see him with any girl, which I see often, I feel burning sensations in my whole body, as my tongue starts cursing on it's own! I know these bitches & bimbos, but my Vivaan, he is not like them! I smiled at the thought, but again reminded myself to make a grumpy face.
& then as soon as we reached his penthouse, he held me by my waist & took me inside, in his room, huh?
"What am I doing here?" asked I tilting my neck.
"It's OUR ROOM, where else you want to be?" asked he, & then continued himself...
"Well as much as I'd love to see you humming & cooking for me in the kitchen, I know you need rest, so yeah, we're here!" spoke he smirking & shrugging. He is such a foodie & also sooooo dominating!
"This is YOUR room!" spoke I, placing my one hand on my waist, & another pointing at the room & then at him.
"No, this is OURS!" spoke he shaking his head negatively once, glaring at me, as if challenging me to defy him, as I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Vivaan Singh Khurana, you can't scare me, ok? & I'm not staying with you in the same room!" spoke I, as he opened his mouth to protest, but I showed him my palm.
"I agreed to come here right? Now you have to agree to me too!" demanded I stubbornly, as he sighed & nodded, & I smiled brightly in victory, forgetting all the wounds, both internal & external.
"Did I just win from... ahem ahem, VIVAAN -the mighty King Khurana?" spoke I adjusting my fake collars, holding my chin up, taking steps towards him, all teasingly.
He smiled, well his smiles are exclusive for me, making him look a thousand times hotter, along with those dimples of his, making me drool openly, as he leaned in a little & hit my forehead, making it tilt back, & I looked at him with a frown.
"My cute Doll!" spoke he as he kissed my forehead, & then leaned in towards my neck, making me close my eyes, but my breathing hitched, as I felt their presence again, last night's memories hit me, & my own screams & their grunts & words echoed in my brain, & my breathings hitched, & cold sweat started forming on my forehead, as I stepped back abruptly, opening my eyes wide, releasing myself from my Vivaan's hold, making Vivaan frown.
"I-I am s-sorry..." spoke I, as I started tearing, & in front of Vivaan, I can never hold them back, I don't know why, & the ocean of pain in my heart burst out from my eyes, as warm, salty drops, as he came in & hugged me, without me saying a word.

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