Shameless, Only For Him

Eight

Reminder: Dhana's thoughts are messed up.

Dhana Lakshmi

...ouch, it hurts now.

I stroke my cheek and spot the pen between the pages where I've completed writing ஸ்ரீ ராம ஜெயம் (Sree Rama jayam), 108 times, in my book. When Puvi had slapped me, it felt incredible and I liked it, but at present, it stings.

Yet it's fine, it's my Puvi, after all. He has every right to do whatever he pleases with me and I'm more than willing to surrender myself to him.

Humming to myself, I caress my wrist and watch the book splayed open on my study table. This is the seventh book that I'd bought to pen down 'Sree rama jayam'. My mom had taught me that writing it 108 times with dedication will cause our wishes to come true one day.

And since my fifteen years old, I've begun jotting down this, hoping someday Puvi would fall in love with me. Mother had said to have confidence and approach what you want without fear. Only If efforts are taken to achieve our dreams, god will stand by us. She had explained and it was engraved in my mind deeply.

What she expressed was true. If I want to have Puvi, I should do everything in me to attain him. In the process...the divinity will surely help me.

They have to, for I'm sincere in my love.

"Dhana," a knock resonates through my room before the door unlocks, showcasing my father. "Yes, Deva?" His dumbfounded gaze falls on me and I stifle my laughter at the reaction.

He's always been lenient with me and I really love him more than I love my mother. She's quite overly strict and sometimes irritating when compared to my father.

My elder sister, Kaarmugil has the same attitude as my mother. They look similar too, with dark skin and wide eyes.

Though they're loving and caring most of the time, I found their moral policing attitude boring and annoying. Particularly my sister, Mugil Akka's character. She's absolutely no fun to be around and always judges me, advising me, I shouldn't do that, I shouldn't behave like that, it's not morally correct and the list goes on and on...

It's peaceful to not have her here honestly.

"Dhana, he's your father! Show some respect," comes the stern voice of mother from the living room. See, that's what I meant. Father has no problem with me calling him by his name, then why does she poke her nose in it unnecessarily?

And just because I call him by his name, doesn't mean I don't respect him. It's out of love that I do that. If we're in public, I would never utter his name aloud but this is our home and this is one of the ways in which I exhibit my love towards him.

Hence why make it a huge scene?

"I know when and where I should give him respect Mom. You mind your own business and stop wriggling yourself between our bond!" Appa hisses at my words. "That's wrong. You don't talk like that to your mother, Dhana," I roll my eyes at his stringent tone.

Right, he loves her the most...

And sometimes, I feel hurt.

Cause mom has dad, my dear elder brother has a secret girlfriend, and my quiet elder sister, I'm sure she's found someone in Bangalore but here I am...alone. I'm no one's priority and it's painful when I think about it.

"Your words won't rectify her. You should have done this earlier on!" I heed my mother's voice berating my father resentfully from the living room and my father sighs before nearing me.

He places a jewelry box on the table and smiles down at me. "Open it," I frown, but curiously unseal the box and was surprised and awed at the ornament inside. I've been asking him to get me this specific anklet for a week now. I'd seen this online and since then, I'd wanted to have that.

And now I've it!

A gleam appears on my face as I raise myself and hug my father, happily.

"Thank you, Appa!" I squeal and he pats my head. Then I turn myself to the box and pick the silver anklet in my hand. It was designed with red stones dangling throughout the anklet and it's just beyond exquisite.

"Dad, this is awesome," I say to my father who looks delightful while he regards my pleased self.

"I'm going to show this to Mom!" I grab the anklets and rush outside the room. Mom was in the living room, correcting the answer sheets of her students and when she beholds my bubbliness, she purses her lips but her eyes executed her contentment, that is there, as a result of my delectation.

"It's so good Mom," I jiggle the anklet in front of her eyes and grin. She throws a smile my way and averts her gaze to Father who exits my room.

"Where's mine?" She queries father and he shoves his hands inside his pocket before unveiling another pair of gorgeous anklets with white stones...

This looks more pretty.

I want it.

"Appa! Aw...this looks more elegant than mine," I place the anklet in my hand on Mother's lap and rush to Father. I snatch the anklet from his hand and stare at him with puppy eyes.

"I want this one!" He seem hesitant but as I pathetically gawk at him to manipulate his answer, he agrees to it. Mother was quite moody at Appa's decision but she softened when he sat near her and gently gripped her foot to perch on his thigh before latching the anklets on her ankles...

When will I receive such kind of love? I longingly peer at them and suddenly, an idea pops inside my head.

Puvi's going to clasp this on my ankles!

Ignoring the couple who were drowned in their own world, I dash out of my apartment to reach Puvi's.

The door was unlocked and I easily made myself inside. Puvi was cooking in the kitchen, handsomely. As he jerked the pan under the flame, I found myself sweating between my legs.

Besides, my forehead sweats as well when I rewind the scene where I'd let him see there. The black panties were transparent and I'm sure he's seen everything. I was quite reckless back then but now, in my right mind, I felt a little bit of timidity.

"Puvi," he's noted me already. However, like always, he's dismissing me. Does he really think his ignorance can shoo me away? Even after he's slapped me, I'm still here shamelessly...

All the reactions he gave while I was trying to seduce him were something I anticipated. Except for his claim of marrying that bitch. It affirmed that his love is mutual and that means, I've to be quick and act more wantonly to tug at his wild hormones. I've to unleash the beast in him as soon as possible!

Apart from all that, I'm going to get my hands on his contacts list to find out the bitch who has occupied the place that is meant for me in his heart.

I won't kill her, indeed. It's extreme and cruel. But I would like to slap her at least twice for taking my Puvi's attention.

To have that happen, I've to discover her identity first.

And I'm going to work on that now.

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