THE KNIGHT'S DOLL

59. AN UNNAMED BOND...

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THE KNIGHT'S DOLL!

CHAPTER- 59

AN UNNAMED BOND...

Ishana huffed & puffed on the bed, unable to sleep.

Nowadays all she does is sleeping, or so she feels, & lying on the bed, bored, her thoughts went on to the past one week, after he had declared her to show her the meaning of being his Queen.& it actually is different than the meaning of that Bastard's. She feel disturbed to compare her Knight with that bastard... But can she blame herself for that? No!

She loved him, she loves him, genuinely, without needing anything in return. Hell she was ready to die by the hands of that bastard Thakur just by taking her Knight's name & she knew she'd be content in that.

But no, he had to ruin it all! & ruin it all for what, for his insecurities!

Her thoughts delved back to how Aisha & Vidisha or Vidhi, Avi's sisters more than a cousin & a sister-in-law had came to meet her & they told him all about Geet or Hannah. & she liked talking to both the girls, though both were elder to her, but she felt nice talking to someone properly after a long time... She felt a bit free & normal... Normal, even the word sounds abnormal to her now... Her thoughts went back to the conversation she had with Aisha & Vidhi about that Geet witch...

She knew a bit about Geet cause of that bitch Diya, who pretended to be her friend in that office... She shook her head not wanting to accept how it was all just a farce she was living. She genuinely thought she got internship in this company, & she was actually happy.

She meant no harm! She just wanted to seek the person who could help her against that Thakur, to reach the King's army, & let them know how Thakur has been betraying them, & giving them the evidence, ask for her family's security from that bastard... She also had one darker objective, thinking of which she got up from the bed & went to open the window, the thought of it not letting her sleep, eat, or even breathe properly.

She gulped closing her eyes to breathe the fresh air, only to smell death & see blood. She opened her eyes breathing shallow, as she clutched the fabric of her nightie.

No, she can't loose herself back to those days.

She gulped looking around the room, his room. Yes, he shifted her to his room, excusing her health, like she didn't know his obsession with her, like she can't see that look in his eyes, the look which promises his utter obedience to her, for her... Like she can't feel his need to be surrounded around her, forever!

She looked at his room, finding her a huge smiling frame of her, & she felt so strange to see herself happy in that pic... She remembers it from Bangkok... Ah! How stupid & naive was she to think she was there was business & internship, & not sitting in between the mafia lords of the world.

She saw another frame of him & her... She blushed seeing so many pictures of them all around, all when she was unaware...

But the most beautiful one & the one in the center is of the night when he made her his one night's bride & took her most pious possession, her virginity, from her... She remembered how she'd have given it all to him even without him framing it all... Only if he didn't make it this difficult for her to accept him, only if he kept her ignorant of his real self, only if he didn't taint her shattered self with insecurities & self-hatred & doubts...