Brace yourself...
[THIS IS UNEDITED, COMMENT THE MISTAKES]
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Adiraj POV,
"Take me to 'Him'...Please...Kunwarsa..."
She said, making instant anger rise up. My fist tightened as I heard her. I stood up from beside her as I looked at her, chiding her I said,
"Have you gone insane Princess...I wasted my breath speaking sense into you , just so that you could bring up this unreasonable demand?"
Tears clouded her vision, as she sniffled and stood up, looking at me. Her metal black eyes shining with residues of tears which had rolled down her tinted cheeks. Sudden softness crept up, getting my heart in a death grip as it squeezed until I pulled the noose of softness aside.
"Your tears will not change the fact that Y.O.U U.N.D.E.R.S.T.O.O.D N.O.T.H.I.N.G...Absolutely void....You are a piece of nothing for him..He won't even care twice before taking your life away...He can go lengths to push you out of his life, making you history..Believe me Rajkumari, the amount of information I possess, he is quite contempt without you..your appearance will just piss him of and he can go to dire lengths to execute his plans.....neither did he love you nor respect and and he hated your brother much...If you don't believe me then I can even show documents to you proving that for him you were just a trading object which he traded in exchange of him providing your brother treaty and weapons...Do you still want to go to him, for whom you mean nothing but an object to be used and thrown away...ANSWER ME.."
She was shivering in front of me, cowering at my chides, warnings and shouts. I wanted her to say no. I wanted her to deny the fact that she doesn't want to see him, neither want to go, I want her to say that she hates him but what she said made my rage surge through every veins and nerves of my body , making my blood boil until they evaporated into thin air because lashing out at her was not an option.
"But ... .I don't believe the fact..that..that..I was nothing but an object for him... I know he loved me, he cared for me ... .He couldn't have sent me away.. I know he longs for me, yearns for me... I am sure on seeing me he will want me back realising his mistake... He must have made decision under that 'woman's' influence..I know..I just have this gut feeling , intuition that he needs me....I have to go back just once, if he still doesn't want me then I will happily return back here..But I beg of you Kunwarsa..Please..take me to him..once..I will never ask for anything else..You keep me in the prison, dungeons, or send me to hell...I'll agree without hesitation but once..take me..to him..."
My breath had turned heavy. I had closed my eyes as my body warmed. How could I tell her, she wasn't made for prison or a dungeon, as I had already placed her in the luxury of my heart. One-sided love was damn difficult. You yearn for someone but she loves someone else, so much so that she is ready to forgive the biggest of crimes.
I opened my eyes. I could see her getting scared of me. I knew my eyes must have turned red and the urge to kill someone, tear out someone's guts or blast someone's brains out was nudging on me. My teeth were grittied as they were grinding to not let any abuse or slang slip out. I was trying to distance myself from her. All the methods I tried went in vain. I knew she was destined to not be mine. She was too innocent to be mine. My brother was right. I should marry someone as fast as I can so that I settle down and forget about her, my goddess, my lotus, my gold.
"Kun..warsa.."
"WHAT!!!!"
I couldn't help but bark. I immediately regretted it as she sobbed looking at me. Her tears just added fuel to my fire, not against her, but for that bastard sitting out there not caring what in the world goes around him, mating with another woman while he wife is pleading here to me to let her go to him.
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