HIS OBSESSION (Book #3 Love Series)

She is proud of him

Anjali's Pov~

My eyes snapped up at him as he proudly called my name making my heart flutter making me overwhelmed.

“ My Anjali.” He said with proud eyes.

I blinked my eyes disappearing the tear that glistened my eyes. I never expected this much care and love when I saw Sathvik my crush getting married. For me the name of love and care was Sathvik. He was a total sunshine. I thought I could never know what love feels like. I thought I have to marry someone a complete stranger then accept and adjust accordingly but he came in my life.

I couldn’t understand why he wanted to marry me when he doesn’t loves me. His eyes did reflected love but it was never on his lips. When that day I asked him the reason I understood he is broken, insecure and the most loveliest being. I always viewed him as a ruthless, merciless and cold officer who is a little funny but the more I spent time with him. My perspective changed of him.

Even when we were at cliff I saw his possessiveness towards me. He could never hurt me. But I was too busy with thoughts of my sister and her safety that I overlooked his feelings towards me. He is rich no doubt but not only by money by heart too. The confession I heard that day by him made my wavering feelings realise I have started liking him. He called his emotions obsession and for first time it felt more powerful and right to me than love.

I was always called hot-headed, mischievous, smart and clever unlike my sister who was calm and smart. I was impulsive and with serious anger issues but he accepts me and praises me for my personality. Even today I had this urge that I could blindly trust him making me give myself to him and I don’t regret it at all. He was the best decision ever in my life. He never hid his flaws.

I was scared of intercourse, scared of feeling used, it felt disgusting to me but I didn’t felt that when he touched me. It was gentle. He was still in his boxers. My eyes travelled to his thigh which had a little bruise. It wasn’t there before.

“ What is that?” I frowned.

“ Self-restraint, I guess.” He shrugged.

“ Why? I was ready though.” I mumbled and he heard it as I avoided his gaze.

“ It was your first time, Anjali. But I can’t promise if I can maintain my sanity after today.” He teasingly winked and kissed my knuckles as a red hue crept on my cheeks.

He stood up and went to closet wearing his pants and shirt which was half done. He pulled comforter and there was blood on blankets indicating I am not untouched anymore. I felt a knot in my stomach and I looked away. He put the blanket in a plastic making me frown. Why is he putting it in plastic and not throwing in laundry.

I stood up and regretted as a sharp pain travelled in my lower abdomen and he ran towards me.

“ You can’t stop jumping around, huh?” He said and made me sit again.

“ Why are you not putting it in laundry?” I asked meekly.

“ Secret!” He winked.

“ You said we should be transparent.” I said.

“ But you are wearing clothes. Take it off.” He teased me and….

I punched his stomach simple. But shameless him chuckled unhinged. His workout paid off. Very good. Well done. He massaged my wrist and knuckles and pecked it. He changed the blankets and we slept in each other’s embrace. When he was gentle I feel my body aching. I can’t imagine when he will loose his sanity then how will I handle him? So much work. Good luck to my waist.

End of Anjali’s Pov~

Aniket’s Pov~

She was sleeping peacefully. I should have been more gentle. To keep myself sane I had to pinch my thigh. My inner beast wanted to pounce on her and ravish her every inch of body. But my babygirl deserves to be worshipped not fucked. The time she was whimpering and adjusting to my length, I felt another level of ecstasy and excitement. Her pearl like tears rolled down her eyes making me go insane but I controlled it because her tears were breaking me too. I don’t want to be a cause of her pain.