HIS OBSESSION

CHAPTER TWELVE

ANSHIKA POV

"No ways , Sunshine "

" Then , how do you know about it ."

" Baby , do you know why dress is this much expensive."

His eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, even as his face radiated innocence. I shooked.

" Because ...hahaha.... because this dress has such technology so that we can see through it by clicking a button and here is the remote and I am watching every curve of your body. "

My pupil dilated,as if trying to absorb every detail of the chaotic scene unfolding before me.

And as something hit my mind , I hid myself under the table .

" Baby , yha sabhi jagah yhi technology hi jaha jaogi mujhe dikhti rhogi black mein or uske andar ka bhi. To chupane se ab koi fayda nhi hai . Bahar aao jaldi ."
( This same technology is everywhere in this cabin . I will be able to see the black garment and what's inside it. So there's no use in hiding anymore. Come out quickly.)

" Nhi, hum nhi aaenge phle hume wo remote dijiye."

(No, I will not come, first give me the remote)

"Sunshine , wse tumari skin bahut gori hai ese lgta hai jase cupcakes ke upar choti choti si choco chips ho.
(By the way your skin is so fair it looks like small chocolate chips on a cupcake)

"Chii chii ..... You are very dirty minded and very shameless . Just give me the remote then I will come out . "

" Sunshine, you haven't seen my shamelessness yet ."

" No , I will not come out . "

"Ok as you wish "

Then I felt that there was silence in the surroundings. And he stopped talking.

In the blink of an eye, a sudden jolt shook me, like a stormy gust on a windless day, as an unyielding hand grasped my side, its grip like a vice.
My heart raced, as the firm hand held me fast, like a captive bird in a predator's grasp.

With a gentle yet firm gesture, he drew me out from my hiding place, like a bloom unfolding from its bud, and seated me upon the table's surface, as if presenting a precious gift to the world.

A sense of vulnerability washed over me, as I was placed on display.
My legs dangled, like a puppet's strings, as I settled into the new position.

But as I sat there, I wondered what would happen next.

His smiling face is a radiant bloom, unfurling like a rose in a secret garden, its beauty captivating all who behold it. Like an oasis in the arid expanse of life, his laughter quenches the thirst of those around him, and like the gentle warmth of winter's sun, his joy illuminates the world.

I felt my heart bloom, like a flower unfolding its petals.His smile was a balm to my soul, soothing my deepest wounds.His eyes sparkled, like dew-kissed petals, as his face lit up.

But as I basked in the warmth of his smile, I wondered if it would ever fade.No I will never let that fade.

His hands, like gentle whispers, traversed the landscape of my body, from the gentle curve of my waist to the slope of my shoulders.

His fingers, like feathers, brushed against my skin, sending ripples of delight.

With tender care, he smoothed the fabric on my shoulder, like a summer breeze rustling the leaves, and gently tucked away the bra strap, like a secret whispered in my ear.