Ruhaan Rajvansh, 28 year old CEO of the "Rajvansh Industries and Cooperation", happens to possess 51% of "The Justice Junction", owned by Anya Thakur, his ex lover whom he despises from his inner core. For Anya to get back the control over her firm...
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I am not a whore. Right?
No, of course not. I am not a fucking whore. He doesn't know the whole truth or rather he chose not to know the truth. He was the one who chose to believe that fucker Ekansh over me.
His choice. His loss.
Do I look like I care?
Well, I don't. Okay that is a lie. I care. I care a lot and that is the main fucking reason it hurts.
He is using my words against me. Well, the only reaction a mentally sane person would have after they know that the person you doesn't trust you.
I told him I was a whore but that doesn't mean he will come back after nine years and call me a whore.
Who the fuck does he think he is?
It hurts so fucking much that I just want to end it all. I am done pretending I don't care and I am over him. I am done pretending that I am strong and I don't care about the betrayal I received by my parents and my best friend. I am done with Ruhaan.
If he would not have returned back to my life, my life would have been a little less complicated. I would have continued to pretend that I have moved on and I don't care about my parents or anyone.
I would still have my best friend.
I am not weak. It's just a matter of a year. I'll divorce Ruhaan in a year. He won't know the truth.
It will be all okay.
But will it?
'You still love him' a voice calls out at the back of my head as he tightens his grip on my neck possessively, as his lips savagely moves against mine. His grip being tight enough to let me know that he can cut my air supply off any minute.
I resist the urge to run my fingers through his dark silky hair as tears barge in my eyes, the ache in my chest uncontrollably increasing.
He moves his rough yet soft lips against mine as he sucks and nibbles on my lower lip making me whimper. He swiftly removes his hand from my neck as I finally try to take in some oxygen to relax the burning sensation in my lungs.
He still tastes the same. He still tastes like he is mine, but he is not.
He moves his fingers to my hair and one arm to my waist as he not so harshly lifts me up and swiftly changes our positions, making me sit on his lap as he doesn't dares to leave my mouth.
Ignoring my sane subconscious voice, I choose to listen to my inner thoughts and start kissing him back.
I run my fingers through his dark black, silky hair, as I feel him getting surprised by my actions and soon he smirks as he smashes his lips to my again, and plunges in his tongue in my mouth as I allow him to do it, choosing not to pick up a fight.
It's a battle of unsaid things between us. God, he is really the same. One of his hands move to waist and the other in my hair.
He wraps my hair around his hand, using the grip to pull my head up harshly as he moves his mouth to my neck, kissing and sucking on my pulse spot.
He sucked on my neck again and again and bit it not so gently as my moans and whimpers echoed in my room.
"Ru- ahhhn," I whimpered as he bit my neck and then started kissing that spot to make it better.
I felt a huge number of butterflies fluttering in my stomach as I felt his huge bulge against my stomach.
He. Is. Hard.
His hands move to my breast as my phone rings interrupting us.
"That better be important," I uttered as Ruhaan handed me my phone from the side table making an annoyed face.
He takes a peak at my phone as a devil takes over his face.
I know this expression.
"Who is it?" I asked him biting down on my lower lip as fixed my hair.
"Ekansh," he uttered as he handed me my phone.
"Put it on speaker," he demanded and I complied because I have nothing to hide from him.
I picked up his call as his voice filled the heavy air in my room, "Anya, how is your case going?"
My annoyance grew as I spoke in an irritated tone, "Why and how does that concern you?"
"Just called you to give a reminder, love. You are losing it,"
"Anya, my name is Anya and we'll see in the court room, who wins and who loses,"
"Sure, love," he spoke in a happy tone and my annoyance grew and Ruhaan took the phone from my hand as he growled in his dark voice, "Mind your own fucking business and if she told you to call her by her name then you listen to her. We both know who the fuck is a loser amongst the two of you,"
My eyes widen as I realise the fact that he was defending me in front of Ekansh. Inspite of whatever had happened he is defending me.
My heart melts at the sight of him defending me in front of Ekansh. Him defending me would be normal but him defending me from Ekansh.
"My, my Ruhaan, I see you are back with your lover," Ekansh stated, as I could imagine him smirking at the phone.
"I am with my fiancee and you, clearly interrupted our intimate moment," Ruhaan told him as I swallowed. Why the fuck does he has to tell Ekansh that he interrupted our 'intimate' moment.
Oh god!
"Similarly you had interrupted us nine years ago, right?"
A dark expression took over Ruhaan's face as I understood the fact that he is mad. He is still mad. He is so mad about it.
"Like you were always jealous of us, that your mom left you because of the embarrassment you caused her?" Ruhaan said, smirking, as my eyes widened as I bit my lower lip, trying my best not to laugh but a smile breaks out.
Ruhaan glances toward me as he winks his left eye at me and grins like an idiot. That's when it hits me, I still love him. I will love him always and forever. No matter whatever happens. No matter what he does.
I will always love him and as the realisation sinks in, it hurts. It hurts to know that if he the person I love hurts me, I will continue to love him.
"Shut the fuck up, Ruhaan," Ekansh grits out in an annoying tone.
"If you don't want your dick to be cut off and shoved down our throat, I would highly recommend for you to shut up," Ruhaan told him, putting emphasis on the words 'for you to shut up'.
I feel a certain burst of happiness when I realise that the old Ruhaan is still there. Ruhaan is still there. He has just shielded himself. He has shielded himself from me.
If kind of did hurt but I was happy. I was happy because he was still there.
"You'll lose the case, Anya. I'll make sure you lose," Ekansh concluded as he cut off the call, his voice clearly indicating the fact that he was mad.
I bit down on my lower lip as I try to stop myself from laughing. Well yes, I don't know why I want to laugh but I really do want to laugh. It's really funny, the way Ekansh got offended.
Ruhaan was just trying to pull his leg as Ekansh was provoking him but Ekansh actually got offended.
Not going to lie, but at this point I can imagine his annoyed face and him cursing us to death.
Oh god.
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