AARNA POVI woke up from my deep slumber when I felt a touch on my bare waist. I open my eyes and blinked few times to look around properly in the dark. I lifted my head and saw Hukum sa staring at me with a little worried eyes, it seems like he didn't even get a blink of sleep tonight. We were lying in eachother's arms without any clothes.
Last night Hukum sa didn't even uttered a single word and started getting a little too touchy. The way he was behaving clearly implied that something is bothering him and all he wanted that time was a moment of distraction and I surrendered to his ministration instantly. He wasn't rough but wasn't gentle as well. I can clearly see the bags under his eyes and the fine lines forming on his forehead.
' Hukum sa, aap pareshan lag rahe hai. Hume bataiye na aisi kya baat hai jo aaj kal aapko sone nhi deti. Humse aapko aise dekha nhi jata.' I cupped his face and turned his face towards me.
There was a palpable silence which felt like hours before he opened his mouth
( Hukum sa, you look under pressure. Please tell me what is troubling you do scu these days. I can't see you like this)' Hume humari pichali zindagi ke bare mein kuch pta chala hai Rani sa. Usmein kitna sach hai aur kitna jhoot ye abhi hum nhi jaante lekin itna zarur pta hai ki koi hai jo hum dono ko maarna chahata hai.' he said while moving a strand of hair from my face and placed a brief kiss on my forehead.
( I've got to know something about our previous life Rani sa. It's still not confirmed that how much of it is true but i am sure that someone is trying to kill us)' agar Hume pehle pta hota ki humare pas aane se aapki jaan ko khatra hoga toh hum kabhi aapse vivah nhi karte. It's killing me Rani sa after knowing that someone wants to end your life just because you've turned into my weakness.' he said with guilt in his eyes.
I thought that I'll never be disappointed with him and but he just did that. I've never imagined myself with anyone else than even before I saw him I knew that my life is already written with my RAJA JI and no one has any kind of right on me.
( If I had a hint that being near me will put your life at stake than I won't have married you.)I straighten myself and picked my saree from the floor. I wrapped it around my chest and started walking towards washroom without uttering a single word. I felt his hand wrapped around my left wrist as he pulled me to his chest. Unlike me he was standing infront of me as naked as the day he was born. He has just tied his hair in a messy bun. Was does he have to look this hot, God! Please help me.
' aap janti hai ki hum aapse Prem karte hai Rani sa aur bahat izzat bhi lekin iska ye matlab nhi hai ki aap humari baat beech mein hi chor kar Jane Lage. Hum pati hone ke saath saath ek Raja bhi hai aur aapka Aisa vevhar hum bilkul bardasht nhi karenge.......samjhi aap? Haan ya na Aarna?'
He was seething with anger and I could clearly see his face turning red.
( You know that I love you Rani sa and I respect you as well but it doesn't mean that you will cut me off in the middle of our conversation. Even if I'm your husband but don't forget that I'm a king too and I will not take your disrespectful behaviour towards me lightly.......did you hear me? Say yes or no Aarna?)I just pulled my hand from his grip harshly and again turned around but before I can take a single step forwards I was in the air with both his arms securely wrapped around my waist. He dropped me on centre of the bed and hovered over me. He locked both my wrist above my head with one hand and gripped my jaw firmly with his free hand.
' what the hell jaan! Why are you behaving like this all of a sudden? Tell me Rani sa. I know you are angry with me and I'm ok with anything you do to me but I can't tolerate your silence. Come on my little love, my jaan....talk to your Hukum sa. Please baby.' his baritone voice and turned soft by the end and it made me lift my eyes and make an eye contact with him. He pecked my forehead, both of my eyes, nose and lastly my lips but before he could remove his lips I lift my head a little and pressed my lips harshly on his. He looked shocked but recovered instantly, we were literally fighting for dominance but I bit his lips and break the kiss.
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