His Forbidden Desire: A Royal Affair • 18+

Chapter 5: Be my maid

Author's POV:

Both of them were in Abhimanyu's room. "Where will you go now? I got the information that you are an orphan." He asked her with a playful tone. It seems that he became so happy by killing Priyadarshini's father.

"I don't know. Maybe I will work for someone to earn some money," she said sadly.

"Hmm. Sounds better. You can work for me. I need a personal maid who will stay by my side 24/7 and satisfy my every need." He said with a devilish smile. She nodded, being grateful.


Priyadarshini's POV:

He told me to work for him. Him?  I don't know how to repay him for everything he's doing for me. He killed my father but as he was a very bad person, I don't feel bad for him. I went to Meenakshi. She told me that I can call her 'Meenu'. That's her nickname. In a very little time, we are having such a good bond now.

"Pata hain unhone mujhe unke 'mukhya dashi' banaya hain. Pata nahi mein unhe khush rakh bhi paungi ya nahi." I was so tense that I shivered while saying this to her.

(You know, he made me his personal maid. I don't know whether I would be able to keep him happy or not.)

"Sach mein, didi? Yeh toh bohat achhi baat hui. Toh aap ek kaam karo. Rana Sa ka khana aap hi lee jao. Aur haan dheyan rahe unhone gussa matt dilana kisi bhi halat mein, warna apko pata nahi hai...jab woh gusse mein ho jate hain toh toofan hoo jata hain." I gulped in fear. She is right. I still remember how he separated my father's head from his body.

(Really, sister?  That's awesome. Then do one ting. You take his food and give him. And be careful, don't make him angry in any way...when he gets angry he becomes a storm.)

Then I went to him. I saw him reading some documents. I thought about whether I should disturb him or not. Then I called him in a soft voice. "Rana Sa."

He looked at me, not looked at me. Actually he scanned me from my head to my toe. Then asked me in a dominating voice, "What?"

"I brought your food, should I serve it now?" He nodded his head. I served him the food then kept that on the table in front of him. He looked at me angrily.

"Can't you see that I'm working ? How the hell I will eat it myself. Feed me with your hands." He rolled his eyes angrily.

"Me? O..okay, I will help you then." I nodded my head slowly. "Help?!" He glanced at me angrily. "You are not helping me, rather you are serving me. It's your duty, serving me in every way. Don't think so highly about yourself. You're just a maid." A drop of tears fell down from my eyes. But he didn't seem to care.

"I'm sorry." Saying this, I started feeding him with my hands. My fingers brushed against his lips several times. He didn't react, maybe he's so used to it. But me, I couldn't stop myself from shivering at his touch.

After completing his meal, I also ate some food. It's night now, I asked him if he needed anything but he said no. I nodded and turned to leave the room.

   


Abhimanyu's POV:

"Where are you going?'' I asked her when she was leaving the room. She turned and I saw her face. "Mein Meenakshi k saath sone jaa rahi hu." She said while looking at the floor.

(I'm going to sleep with Meenakshi.)

"Tum meri Mukhya dashi ho, aur tumhe idhar e rehna parega. Mere sath." I said it looking into her eyes. She nodded her head hesitantly. Then she took a pillow and blanket from servants and laid on the floor.

(You are my chief maid, you would have to stay here. With me.)


I also laid down and closed my eyes. It's midnight. Still I can't sleep, maybe I need a release. I couldn't fuck a woman for the last few days. I looked at the floor where my new maid is sleeping peacefully.

Her clothes are tightly clinged with her body. Maybe these are Meenakshi's clothes. That's why they don't fit her. She has a curvaceous body, her blouse is barely covering her boobs. Her chest is going up and down due to taking breath. I could feel my crotch hardening beneath my dhoti.

[ Dhoti = a garment worn by male Hindus, consisting of a piece of material tied around the waist and extending to cover most of the legs.]

Fuck! I became hard just by getting a view of her boobs. God knows whether her boobs will fit in my hands or not. I saw many women in my life. Some had beautiful faces and some had attractive bodies. But she is the only girl who is a mixture of both a perfect face and an attractive body.

A gentle breeze stirred the air, maybe rain will start to fall soon. I saw her shivering due to the strong wind blowing in the chamber. The curtains of the windows were flying too.

I looked at her again. She's looking so fuckable in the short blouse that she's wearing. Her heavy bosoms on display were kind of inviting me to touch her. God knows whether her voluptuous breasts will fit in my hands or not. Her lips...God!

I actually need a release now. The weather is adding fuel to my miserable condition.


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