Wife of a Pyschopath (On-Hold)

Chapter 5 Aanvi 🦋

What in the-what? What is this man doing? He is insane. I should have ignored him the moment I had the chance.

I started hitting his chest but I was the one getting hurt in my hands by his rock like chest. He didn't flinch a bit, just kept it on until I started lacking in air, sensing my suffocation, he parted his lips and joined his forehead with mine as if I am his lifeline.

I panted heavily, glaring at him. He then left me and then proceeded to hand me the dress which he was holding.

After I sucked in enough breath, I asked what am I supposed to do with the dress? He tilted his head and said,"shouldn't a dress be worn by people?"

🦋 "What am I supposed to do? Wear it or throw it?"

🏴‍☠️ "Wear it."

🦋 "Oh yeah, for what?"

🏴‍☠️ "We're leaving."

🦋 "May I ask, where?"

🏴‍☠️ "You'll know"

🦋 (Blinking her eyes) "Am I really dreaming?"

🏴‍☠️ "What does it feel like?"

🦋 "I am"

🏴‍☠️ "No you are not, butterfly but we really have to go. So go where this and don't even dare to defy me again, got it?"

🦋 "What am I, your slave?"

🏴‍☠️ "My queen"

🦋 "And you're ordering me?"

🏴‍☠️ "Again with that? I am giving you an option, either you do this or else I will introduce myself to your parents, does that sound good?"

🦋 "You did not-?

🏴‍☠️ "Yes, I did."

🦋 "Alright but please don't do anything to them."

🏴‍☠️ "I will not. Now go, I am waiting for you here."

I took the dress from his hand and went inside my house. There is a guest room in the ground floor. So, I went in there and locked the door.

I unfolded the dress and looked at it. It was one full sleeve dark maroon simple yet beautiful dress. It was so beautiful that I highly doubt that it will look good on me.

I took off my night pajamas and wore that dress. It took me some effort to not tear it but it got on easily. I, after wearing it, went in front of the mirror.

I looked at my reflection and my, I looked like this? Totally opposite of my taste. But it was beautiful, I looked beautiful for the first time. I then proceeded to take my phone from the couch when I heard the horn.

I hurriedly took my phone, unlocked the door and came out of the house only to see already set to leave with his helmet on.

I thought of running back into my home and locking it from inside but the thought of my parents, prevented me. I thought that I will come back before they wake up and locked the door from outside, keeping the keys with myself in my purse which I took it from my hall's closet.

I went towards him and he slid a black helmet over my head and locked it on my neck.

I hesitated on sitting on this speedy bike again but I had to, so I tried forwarding my leg but due to my tight dress, I wasn't able to.

He noticed this and he grabbed my waist with his hands and lifted me from the ground and on his bike, behind him. After I comfortably sat, he took both of my hands and slid them from his waist and joined them in front. From his this action, I completely leaned against his back and could literally feel his smirk.

Then, he held the handles and started the engine. I had to literally held him tighter so that I won't fall because of his way of starting his bike.

Who jerks a bike when started? This man is insane.

Then he turned back the bike and started moving at first, slowly and then fast. I had to close my eyes due to the fear of falling down which I deep down knew, it won't happen but still.

I opened my previously closed eyes and looked at my surroundings. I hate to admit it but everything looked out of a magical place. The tall towers with the moonlight on them, the streetlights and the trees, all looked so beautiful at the moment.

Everything seemed like it came out of the movie set. I never wandered in the city, this late at night but that I did, it felt magical.

I don't know why but I pulled back my hands from his waist and opened them as my wings. It felt like fantasy, like I am flying with my wings feeling the wind. Just then I felt one glived hand coming behind my back and pushing me forward to his back and he secured it on my back as if I will fall off without any support.

I never knew riding a bike would be this good. It filled new kind of adventure in my day to day life where the only thing I would do would be study eat, and sleep and nothing else but this was something new experience which I never want to forget about.

I looked at my right and saw that we were on a bridge right now and the water was shining and seemed to have some bubbles which looked like small crystals with the moonlight reflecting on it. It all looked so nice and it would have been so romantic if only he wasn't, what he is.

Suddenly he jerked the bike forward and in reflex, I again grabbed his shoulder and dipped my face in his back, scared for my dear life, which would have pained him because of my helmet but who cares? He did it, not me.

I asked yelling about what was that for to which he laughed it off without replying to it.

I wish I could kill him right now, I have this sudden urge to just grab his neck and snap it before he takes somewhere weird. Wait, I don't know where he is taking me.

As it striked me, I asked him where we are going but he didn't reply to it. Instead just ignored my question. I knew talking to him would be a waste of my time but he is just out of my logic.

Just then I felt the bike slowing down. From the speed of god, it's coming to a speed of a human.

I looked at the place where we were and I can tell, my jaw is on the floor seeing the enormous place.

"What are we doing in a banquet hall?"

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