7~ Burning hopes

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He stalks towards us with an alarming calmness and stands next to. I unconsciously reach for bhabhi's hand while looking up at him with slight trepidation.

He slips his long fingers through my palm and yanks me to him with force. I squeeze my eyes shut as I collide onto his chest.
I breathe harshly and then look up at him and his
scowling face.
He doesn't wait for another second as he is turns and starts pulling us away. Is he going to kill me tonight?

I feel a jerk backwards and I shift to see Dhara bhabhi holding my arm.

Agastya Ji looks over me to her. There is a slight quiver in her touch when he looks down at her. He might be older to her in age but by relation, she holds more power and command.

"You are scaring her, chote thakur." She wills those words out and I can see how difficult it is for her.

He breathes heavily and then says, making me turn to look at him. "Don't make me disrespect you, bhabhi."

"She is my wife and I would like no one to interfere between us." He looks at bhabhi's hand that was holding me and providing me support.
I feel her grip loosen and he shifts, tagging me out of the room.

We both stop outside a closed double doors. I feel sweat trickle down my spine as he lets go of my hand. I don't think twice before sprinting at the opposite direction.

"Fuck!" He curses under his breath behind me.

I had made barely two steps before his arm wrapped around me and I felt myself being lifted off the floor.
My back presses against his chest with my feet slightly dangling up as he walks back to the front of the door.

I can try to kick him but that would just mean signing a death wish.

"Don't force me to spank you, Isha!" He warns as he spins me to face him. My eyes widen in fear and I would have fallen back a step if his one palm wasn't cuffing my wrist firmly.

He pushes the doors to open using his body and I gasp in surprise.

I couldn't see much as his body blocked my sight but I didn't need to have a clear view to know what this room was.

"I did some research on you and got this made for you." I focus my eyes on him and I feel lightness in the pit of my stomach.

He made me an art room!

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