Fanaa

Chapter 3: The Maze of Devil

Author's pov

He slowly lifted up his head from her feet. His breathing was heavy. He got shocked after hearing his own heartbeat. It's beating like super crazy.

Her effect on him is immense. He shifted his position closer. His gaze fell on her face. His eyes showed fire, in the next moment they danced with sheer joy. How can he feel that much happiness just by staring at her?

How it would feel to have her like real. Just like a husband has his wife. Devotedly, and passionately. Where nothing can be hidden, where he can actually love her with all his might. Where he can shower his affection, his lust, his every desire on her.

He wants to see her blushed face. He wants her to smile for him. He wants to see her carefree around him. He wants her to whine like a spoiled kid and claim everything from him.

His hand automatically moved to touch her face. He caressed her cheek softly. Her skin felt magical under his rough fingers. He immediately removed his rings. He doesn't want any barrier between them.

He caressed her cheek more gently than before. He inhaled sharply. How badly he wants to kiss her cheeks. His hand moved on her neck.

He couldn't hold himself in taking a whip of her fragrance. He bent and inhaled deeply on her neck. Her smell is mixed with coffee and citrus. So intoxicating and refreshing. He can spend his entire day just like that.

A small smile played on his lips. She has turned more alluring in these two years. Her hair has grown so much. How much he admires her long hair. He immediately inhaled her hair. She smells like heaven.

He entangled his fingers in her thick locks. They are smooth as butter.

Damn!!!

He wants to see her absolutely bare with all this hair spreading on her shoulder, covering her chest and then reaching her waist.

How badly he wants to grab her thin waist and entangle his fingers between her wild hair, and smooch that neck wildly.

He moved back immediately. He is losing his control. This is not right. He wants to make her his in every possible sense. For that he has to play this with patience.

If he wanted he could have forced her into his life but he won't do it that soon. One day or the other, he will claim her by force but before that he will play with her.

He will try to remove this fear of her. He can't see her crying and screaming out of fear. He wants to love her passionately. He wants to burn her with his passion. He wants to see desire in her eyes for him. He is waiting for the day when she will look at him, just like the way he does.

"Tujhe jalna hai mere Ishq mein...

Thore din aur sahi...

Sehe lenge yeh doori hum...

Akhir me fanaa toh hona hi hai,

Teri zulfon ki Khushboo mein.."

He whispered deeply. His voice is dribbling with insane emotion.

He walked towards his cupboard. He took out a jewellery box. He held a pair of anklets. It has small diamond beads all over it. He has made this anklet for her. This is wittlesbach-graff. Whatever is precious only belongs to her. He will give her every damn thing which is expensive. She deserves the happiness of this entire world.

He sat near her feet. He got amused after seeing her pinkish nails. She didn't even apply nail paint. 

"So simple, yet gorgeous..."