╰┈➤ "Let me go, you bastard!" she snarled, her voice laced with venom as she glared at him, her eyes blazing with unfiltered hatred.
He pinned her hands above her head against the cold metal of the hospital bed's headboard, leaning in close until h...
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Author's POV:
"Dadi is calling," Tina announced, her voice tinged with anxiety.
"Ab kya musibat hai?" (Now what trouble is this?) Ruhi muttered under her breath, her brows furrowing.
"I'll go look for Suman," Kartik offered, his tone firm. "You two handle Dadi's call. Try not to panic." Without waiting for a response, he walked off into the crowd.
Tina nodded reluctantly and answered the call, putting on her best calm voice. "Hello, Dadi!" she greeted me, trying to sound cheerful.
Dadi wasted no time asking questions, her concern for her granddaughter evident in her tone. Tina did her best to reassure her, but her hesitations and faltering words were giving her away.
"W-we're fine, Dadi. Don't worry," Tina stammered, glancing nervously at Ruhi, who gestured for her to stay composed.
But Dadi, being as sharp as ever, picked up on the slight hesitation in Tina's voice. The suspicion in her tone grew, her questions becoming more pointed. Tina felt the pressure rising as she scrambled for believable answers.
After what felt like an eternity, Dadi finally seemed somewhat convinced, though a hint of doubt lingered in her tone. "Alright, take care of yourselves," she said before disconnecting the call, leaving Tina exhaling deeply with relief.
"She knows something is off," Tina murmured, her worry intensifying.
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Suman's POV:
"Strip." His deep, commanding voice echoed in the room, slicing through the silence. The intensity in his dark, predatory eyes bore into me, sending chills down my spine. He looked like a hunter in a dense, shadowy jungle, his gaze burning with a feral hunger as if I were the prey he was ready to devour.
"Wh-what?" I stammered, the strength I had earlier vanishing under his unrelenting stare.
"You heard me, little one," he said, his ton dripping with authority. "You wanted me to rid you of that burning sensation in your body, didn't you?" The corner of his lips curled into a smug, almost sinister smirk.
