Chapter 4 Aanvi🦋

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Aanvi's pov:-

What? How did he find my address? Ho did he got my number? Is he here? Should I check? Should I reply or should I block? No I should just ignore his message and go to sleep. I am just having hallucinations as I was really stressed at that moment. I should get some sleep.

So I ignored his message and went towards bed. Just when I sat on bed, again-

🏴‍☠️ "Butterfly, don't test my patience. If I tell you to do something you should do that instead of ignoring my message and sitting on your bed, going to sleep."

Then again,

🏴‍☠️ "It's not that I don't like you sitting on a bed, waiting patiently for my messages but right now, I want you to see something else."

What is this man? Can he read my mind or what? And what's with those cheesy lines, as if I am eager to see him. I hate him so much. How dare he command me like that as if I am his wife. And how does he know what am I doing? I started looking here and there to see if someone was watching or any cameras but found nothing.

Just then again my phone beeped and this time, seeing the message, I was crying loudly. I threw the phone on the bed and ran towards my parents room.

🏴‍☠️ "Butterfly don't look here and there you won't find me. But I am always watching you. So now don't waste anymore time and come to your balcony before I enter your bedroom. And if I enter your bedroom, you wouldn't like the consequences. So come on your own, mia regina."

I went in my parents bedroom and hugged mumma, crying. She woke up with a jerk and when she saw me crying and hugging her, she hugged me back and started caressing my back to calm me down while asking me what happened while papa switched on the bedlight. I wasn't able to tell them anything but kept crying. After 5 minutes of mumma soothing my pain, I calmed down and told them about the messages. Papa told me to bring my phone so I, again went into my room to bring my phone.

When I entered my room, I found my phone, I grabbed it and started leaving the room when again the phone beeped and a message appeared on my screen. And when I saw the message, the tears which were dried up on top of that fresh tears started to fall from my eyes.

🏴‍☠️ "Sweetheart, if you tell your parents anything about me then I won't have any other option but to kill them. So don't make it harder for you and tell them that you had a nightmare. It's true that I am worse that your every nightmare but for now let them believe it's something else. Now be a good girl and come to your balcony."

I have no other option but to follow what he said. I don't want my parents to be in any kind of danger because of me. So I went to my parents room and told them that it was a nightmare and those messages appeared in my dreams so I thought it was reality and came running to them. Papa asked if I am sure about or do I need to tell them something but I completely denied and told them that I am fine and wished them good night then walked towards my room.

When I reached my bedroom, I locked the door, open the messages and replied him.

🦋 "What do you want? I helped you at that time right? So now leave me alone."

🏴‍☠️ "Answer to your first question, you. Answer to your second question, yes you did but I can't leave you alone as you are mine. Now I can't wait anymore, already so much time is wasted because of your drama. So, are you coming or should I come?"

🦋 "I hate you. I shouldn't have helped you. Where do you want me to come?"

🏴‍☠️ "Yeah, hate me as much as you want and yes you shouldn't have but it's too late for that. You caught eyes of Luca De'Angelo and I have never learnt to let go of anything or anyone, I like. And you are my mia regina (my queen) so how can you imagine that I will let you go. Btw, come to your balcony. Now are you coming or should I?"

🦋 "No, I am coming so you don't have to come inside."

I kept my phone in the pocket of my night suit's pant and went towards my balcony. When I stood in my balcony which faced the front road, I looked down and the sight before could have been one of most romantic scene, right out of a movie, but only if wasn't so scared of him.

He was standing at a distance from his bike and a big bouquet of red roses were in his right hand while his left hand was grabbing a black and red coloured dress. He grinned widely when he looked at me and again my phone beeped. This time when I took my phone out and saw his message, he told me to come down. No no no, no way, I am coming down. I can guarantee my safety in my home but outside.....No, absolute no.

When I looked at him again, I saw that he already staring at me. Here goes nothing, I shook my head and told him that I won't come down. The moment I said that, his eyes darkened and grin completely disappeared which was clearly visible in the streetlights. He then grabbed the bouquet also in his left hand and with his left hand, he pulled out a gun from his black leather jacket.

What in the world is this man? How does he own a gun? Wait, a rich bike, a gun, is he a rich businessman? Oh no, I shouldn't anger him much more than I already did. But still, how can he direct my life like this. I was determined to shout at him and tell him that I won't listen to him but when I him pulling the back hammer of the gun, I messaged him that I am coming down.

I sneaked away by my parents room, hall and reached the main door of my house. I took the keys of the door from the keyholder and opened the door.

When I reached outside to where he was standing. I went in front of him but stood at a distance, asking him,"Now what?" He didn't say anything but started taking steps towards me. I was almost going to run when he said,"Don't you dare." And my feet stopped automatically. I didn't dare look in his eyes when stood in front of me with mere inches of distance between us.

He then, grabbed me by my waist with his right hand as his left hand was holding the bouquet and the dress and looked me in the eyes while saying," You look divine, butterfly. But you know the mistake you made." I gulped down the fear and looked him in the eyes and said,"What mistake? I did what you said. I am here." He then said,"the mistake of telling about me to your parents. Now what punishment should you get?" What? That was a mistake? Telling about your problem to your parents is a mistake? And what punishment?

I looked down at the ground and said,"What punishment? I didn't do anything wrong, I was just-" but he didn't let me finish my sentence and kissed me when he lowered his head.

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