Book 1 of Sinful Series
Aayan Kapoor- 28.Ceo of Kapoor Industries.
''He knew loving her was a sin but he himself was a devil"
Used to be sunshine boy but something drastic happened which made him ruthless and arrogant.He not only rules the business...
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I am doomed! What am I doing at this ungodly hour, grappling in the frigid shower because both my body and my cock crave attention. Just reminiscing about her pouty lips, her serene face stirs a primal desire within me. When she is sleeping, she is having this effect on me. I just wonder if she acts like this daily. I will be roaming with blue balls. The more I want to hate her, the more I am pulled towards her. I want to make her mine. No, I can't love her. It's just sexual frustration because of which I am attracted to her. Otherwise, I and love are two opposite things.
She is a betrayer, and her sister is a murderer; both of them have wreaked havoc in my life. But damn it, why can't I get her out of my head? Why does she have this effect on me? I loathe her, I despise her, but at the same time, I crave her. I need to regain control over myself. This attraction is perilous, and I can't afford to lose control. I must focus on my revenge, on making her pay for the anguish she's inflicted on my family. That's all that matters. Love, affection, desire-those are mere distractions. I won't allow myself to be swayed.
After my moment of release, I donned my trousers and found my wife sleeping peacefully, oblivious to the turmoil she's brought upon my family.
The fury I feel is indescribable; every time I see her, I'm haunted by her sister's visage, enough to make my blood boil. I stride towards her and strip the duvet away. Feeling overheated, I adjust the temperature to a cool 16 degrees, leaving her to shiver. Knowing sleep won't come, I opt to work. Tomorrow promises to be chaotic with the revelation of Kiana Malhotra and Ayaan Kapoor's secret marriage.
As I lose myself in work, I forget the passage of time. Kiana shivers, a constant reminder of her betrayal fueling my hatred. After completing some tasks, I glance at the clock-it's 5 AM, time for my workout. Venting my anger in the gym, I push myself harder than usual. By 7 AM, I'm done, and it's time to rouse my tigress.
Drenched in sweat, I discard my t-shirt and return to the room in my trousers.
Entering the room with a surprise, an ice bucket in hand, I pour it over her, jolting her awake.
"What happened?" Kiana asks, horror etched on her face.
I sense her eyes tracing my form, her cheeks flushing red.
"Like what you see? Save it for later. After all, you're my wife now, and I'm your husband," I remark, trying to stifle a chuckle as I watch her drenched and shivering.
"Good morning," I add with a casual smirk, struggling to contain my laughter.
"Are you insane? It's freezing! Who sets the temperature to 16 degrees and douses someone with ice water while they're sleeping?" Kiana snaps, her voice laced with irritation.
"I was just waking you up, and this is just the beginning," I retort, heading for the shower.
"I'll go first and get ready. I'm already running late. You must be feeling overheated, right? So stay in this chilly room, you damned bastard," she retorts, attempting to leave, but I grasp her hand, pulling her towards me, causing her to fall against my chest.
