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I was in a dark-room, sitting against a dark wall, as I heard some sounds, unrecognizable, when I asked with a dry throat,

"W-who?"

The movements rose, as I heard several footsteps surrounding me, making me pant hard, as the footsteps approached me, getting louder & faster, as I panted audibly, & tried getting up, pulling my shivering legs to me, only to find my hands & legs shackled in the dim lights casted from a window nearby, the iron's heavy shackles glimmering mocking me under the dim light, as I started trembling, cold sweat dripping off my forehead when a few figures surrounded me & my struggled only rose...

"Missed us Princess?" called a voice as hazel eyes glistened under the dim-lights, too close to my face, blocking my breaths, as I heard a chuckle, & a pair of blue-eyes came in my view, as he leaned in & bit on my neck, I screamed, but no voice came out, I struggled, but my body was frozen!

Suddenly my hairs were held in a tight grip as a sharp slap landed on my cheeks making me fall on the ground, as I was pulled up roughly by the same figure I'm trying to get rid of from my nightmares... Mathur Uncle...

"You WHORE! I'll fuck your little cunt till you know what you are!" spoke he as he laughed, while other figures surrounded me, laughing devilishly, as the three prominent scents of my dread surrounded me, & I kept on pleading to them through my teary eyes...

"No, n-no, p-please l-leave m-me... V-Vivaan, V-Vivaan h-help.." I called my Savior finally getting my voice which was feeble, as I struggled with all my might in the cold & heavy shackles I was trapped in, as the voices grew louder & the assaults, severer making me thrash, & then I heard the voice of my Savior,

"I'm here for you Sweetheart, it's just a dream!" spoke Vivaan as I called him desperately, only his name leaving my lips & then he again spoke to me, his voice calm & soft, as suddenly the shackles tying me to the darks melted away & I felt the familiar warmth & perfume surrounding me, in which I snuggled to feel the same smooth, sculptured-muscular body of my man, as I opened my eyes, & saw him, my Savior!

I looked at him dreamily, before kissing him to no ends, to assure my frantic heart that he is actually here, that he is here, & nobody will harm me till he is here...

& then a question rose, till when will he be here? & my eyes teared, as closing my eyes I kissed him back with all my passion!

He fucking has to stay, thought I to myself, & I was surprised at my own determination, my own stubbornness, my own addiction, my own need of this sinful man hovering over me, as he kissed me passionately, before moving down to my collarbones, as I closed my eyes holding his neck & running my fingers in his now grown up hairs, moaning in satisfaction, & don't know when I fell in the sleep of satisfaction of having him by me, & before drifting off, I knew only one thing that I need him, with me, forever!

I fluttered open my eyes to feel warm, as I looked at the most handsome man, of course after my Dad, amm... ok, he is different type of handsome, kind of MY TYPE of handsome, but Dad is the universally handsome type of man!