Threads Of Destiny (Rudra & Naina)

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Naina's pov.

My heart thumps loudly. It's just because I was about to fall on my back and break my bones and not because of the person holding my arm in a tight grasp. Nope, not at all.

"Are you okay?" Rudra ask with complete disinterest. I take a deep breath to calm the anger simmering in me.

"Yes."

Once I stand firm on my feet I try to pry his hands off my arm but he doesn't let go, I glare at him. "Leave my hand."

"I heard you tried to sneak off yesterday." He ignores my request and ask with a little amusement in his tone.

Is he freakin serious? He was gone for two weeks and this is his first question?

"Where were you?" I ask for once ignoring what he has to say.

"Somewhere." He says casually.

"Somewhere is not a place. Where were you exactly?" I ask, god's knows where I got the courage from.

"Nothing I do is your concern." He says as his face turns emotionless.

"If you weren't even going to be home you could've just let me stay at my parents house." I say through my greeted teeth. I am so done with his power games.

He pulls me close to his body, close enough to have my chest pressed against his. He press his finger harshly against my flesh. "I asked you something, did you or did you not try to sneak out of the house?"

It's like something snapped in me. "Yes I did. You locked me up in this house and didn't let me go anywhere for two weeks, what do you think any sane person would do?" I scream in his face.

"Looks like my absence has made you too comfortable." He says with humour in his voice, like what I said just now holds no importance to him.

I pull my arm away from him and take a few steps back.

"Where were you?" I ask calmly. Ugly thoughts starts crawling into my mind.

What if he was with another woman?

What if he was hunting down my sister?

Did he find my sister? Did he hurt her?

He is looking at me like he wants to read me. "Why do you want to know?"

I chuckle humourlessly. "For the same reason you want to control every aspect of my life. We're married."

"I thought it was only on papers." He says with a smirk.

Is this what this is about? Did he leave the house for two weeks just because I told him that we're married only on papers?

"That didn't stop you from locking me up in your goddamn house."

"Keep your voice down." He look down at me with disappointment, like I'm a child. "And don't exaggerate, I didn't lock you up. You were allowed to roam freely in the house, in the garden and near the pool area."

"And I should be thankful for that right?" I cross my arms against my chest.

"Well yes, of course. I could've locked you up in the bedroom. Think how bad it would've been then." He smirks.

I swear to god, I want to scratch his eyes out. His beautiful hazel fucking eyes for being so nonchalant about this entire situation. I hate how calm he acts.