Love, Obsession & The Darkness In Between

Caged

Next Day,

When Eshaani woke up the next morning, her eyes stung with the remnants of last night's tears. She felt an unfamiliar warmth and, as she shifted, realized she was lying on a hard surface. Looking up, she saw that she was sprawled over Viraj, who was shirtless.

Her eyes widened at the sight of his bare chest, and she noticed how beautiful he looked even in sleep.
But then the events of the previous night hit her—he was a mafia, the man who had hurt her family.

Panic set in as she tried to move away, but his arms were tightly wrapped around her waist. When he felt her wriggling, he opened his eyes and gazed at her with a mix of affection and desire.

"Good morning, princess," he murmured. Tears welled up in Eshaani's eyes at his words. Seeing her distress, Viraj sighed. "I'm not doing anything, princess. Why are you crying?"

Sobbing, Eshaani replied, "You’re a mafia. You’ll hurt me."

Viraj’s anger flared. His voice, now stern and raised, cut through the room. "Why would I hurt you, goddammit? Why would I hurt my princess?" His tone made Eshaani flinch and cry harder. Murmuring an apology, Viraj hugged her tightly, burying her face against his chest and rubbing her back.

"Sorry for shouting, princess. But tell me, why would I hurt you? Yes, I’m a mafia, but not for you. Why would I hurt the person I want to cherish for the rest of my life?"

Eshaani, still crying, managed to say, "Please let me go. I won’t tell anyone about you being a mafia. Just let me go. I don’t want to marry you."

Viraj's patience snapped. He gripped her neck lightly but firmly, pulling her close. His voice was dangerous and intense.

"YOU. WILL. NOT. GO. ANYWHERE. GET THIS INTO YOUR LITTLE HEAD, PRINCESS. YOU. WILL. LIVE. WITH. ME. FOREVER. YOU ARE MY OBSESSION, MY DESIRE, AND I WILL MAKE YOU MINE. IS THAT CLEAR?"

Eshaani, struggling and coughing slightly, managed to whisper, "Yes."

Viraj released her and left the room, leaving Eshaani alone, shattered and heartbroken.

Viraj’s POV,

My eyes flutter open when Sunlight hitted my face. Opening my eyes, I caught the most precious and beautiful moment infront of my eyes My Princess sleeping in my Arms.
Ahhh,, this gonna be best morning and I wish every morning to be like this.

Sunlight hitting her beautiful round face and her face shinning like gold and her eyes are just perfect.
How can someone be this much beautiful even while sleeping?

She will be the cause of my death for sure, she has the power to make me go insane only seeing her sleeping. She has power to make me go on my knees for her and I will surely be for mr Princess..

"Princess, you don't know what you are doing to me. I can’t believe you are really in my arms sleeping peacefully. Somedays ago you were my obsession but know my desire , passione , obsession , everything.... you have became a drug that no rehab centre can cure"

I can't wait to hold her in my arms and I can’t resist anymore, she is possesing me with her beauty..

Ohh my princess is about to wake up

Author's POV,

AFTER ONE WEEK:-

A week had passed since the intense confrontation, and during that time, neither Eshaani nor Viraj had spoken a word to each other. Eshaani was relieved by the silence, but she remained unaware that Viraj was secretly checking on her every night.

Over the past week, Eshaani had felt a growing sense of unease. The palace seemed eerily quiet. Everyone went about their tasks in silence, ignoring her presence. When she tried to ask questions, she was met with blank stares or hurried dismissals.

Eshaani couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss.

Was this just the calm before a storm?