ENCHANTRESS - diamond of his crown.

EPILOGUE

Ishaani's POV

I entered the hotel, my ( his) body guards encircled around me to prevent a single finger to reach me. To be honest I love people screaming my name. It makes me feel powerful.

Or maybe the low esteemed teen ishani feels her scars being shredded.

I entered the room as my manager looks after the rest stuff. As soon as I turned around what i saw fucked me in hell. And blessed me in heaven.

There stood the sinner with the skin of saint.

Rakshit "fuckable" Malhotra
In a towel With a greek god body and the towel hanging too low to give a perfect view of his abs and V that leads to something I feel the need of, pouring his wine into the glass. Giving 0 fucks to my presence.

The urge to pour the wine over my tits and shove them into his mouth settled in my gut.

Control your fucking hormones ish.

"Why'd you called me here fuckface?"
I almost shouted. Out of frustration. To gain his attention. Wtf. Why the fuck is he smiling. "Are you somehow deaf?" I spoke. His lips curled into a sinster smirk, took a sip of wine and opened his mouth and said " you look divine in red."

"And that red lipstick is fucking inviting me to ooze blood off your lips. Ishq"

And I felt myself being aroused on his words.

"Rakshit fuck me tell me why the fuck did You called me your girlfriend."
"We. Are. Just-

"Just?" he spoke in a tone that made my all past memories splash right in front of me.

"Strangers." I spoke With a straight face.
"Better clear the mess You've created or the consequences won't be nice."

"Step out of the door and watch me wrecking this godly body of yours right against that door. "

My lips parted. And I turned my heels and saw him just behind me. His dark eyes pinned to me and he walks towards me till my back was pinned to the door.
And soon I was caged between the door and him. " i'm a man of my words. Dont test me, ishq "

Saying that he licked my earlobe and I moaned at the sensation. Soon his hand was at my waist and another one grabbing my cheeks in a firm hold,his thumb caressing my lips or probably ruining my lipstick.

"Why'd you said that over an international interview?" I managed to speak even though I was too aroused.
Rather than answering me

he pulled my mouth over his.

And I felt as if everything around me stopped. His tounge shoved my mouth. And his lips who were eating me as if he'd swallow me alive. My thoughts came to halt when he pinched my waist and I realised I was too stunned to kiss him back.

And when I was about to do it. He pulled back. Wtf?

He was staring at me with those dark eyes which still haunt me. Yet drives me crazy. The highschool. The bike. Football matches. The sports captain. Every memory collapsed to rush through my viens.

They are coming.very soon.