Hope!
That's what I saw in her grey eyes, the same I saw in my sibling's eyes before they died.
When I heard the crashing of glass, I came out of the balcony and saw Adah on the floor cutting her wrist once. Her entire body trembled with the fear of death, yet she chose it rather than gave herself to me. Any woman in her state would have preferred an easy option rather than death, and here, this fragile woman chose pain.
I was furious at her, which would be the least to describe my state. I was one step away from ripping her clothes and entering her hole with one move; however, her cold body made my sanity kick in. One slap was the least I could do to satisfy my anger; however, when she begged me to kill her, it again stirred something in my heart. Why was this woman making it difficult for me? Why can't she, like other women, submit to me and get over it? She was changing my stance on women. She was making me believe there are innocent women like her.
I don't know when the words slipped out of my mouth, and I said, "I will not fuck you," however, before I could make the amend, her eyes held so much hope that I couldn't say no. My siblings also had hopes in their brother, and this time, I didn't want to disappoint her as I disappointed them. They didn't choose to die, yet they were looking up to me to save them. This woman chose to die, yet she looked at me with the same hope to save her, and I chose to save her.
I don't know what made her believe me, and she drifted into a peaceful sleep. How can she trust a man like me? I was still holding her in my arms even though I could feel her even breathe. I needed to calm my inner struggle, and her touch was what I needed. The day I couldn't save my family was when I lost trust in myself, but this small woman blindly trusted me. Was I capable of her trust?
I laid her down on the bed, still holding her close to me. Yes, I will not fuck her, but that doesn't mean I would not sleep beside her. Her presence brought solace to me, and I was not letting go of the chance to get my peace. The moment I removed my arms away from her to grab the light sensor, she scooted closer and nuzzled her face into my chest. Like me, even she was craving for my touch, and a smile crept over my face. The divine pleasure I witnessed with her trust in me was better than the pleasure I got during the make-out session early.
The next day:
If any of my men heard or saw this side of me, I'm sure I will lose my face in the Pathan gang. Already Osama, who has been hostile towards Adah, was wary about her, and this woman didn't even have an idea how much I was trying to tone myself for her.
I noticed her little body shudder with my lingering gaze on her, and I was not bothered to hide my desire for her. Her bare legs and arms looked ravishing while the dress's neck was giving me a nice view of her plump chest; however, her lips stole away the attention from her fuckable body. Her full lips were naturally pink, and with the hot shower, they seemed to turn a shade darker.
I saw her flinch when I raised my arm to feel her locks around my finger, and ignoring her shudder, I moved closer and smelled her hair. Subconsciously my other arm glided over her bare arms, and I couldn't help trail my thumb over my mark on her neck, which made her close her eyes. Good for her, she didn't step back; however, I had an urge to look into her eyes and see through her soul.
My moment was broken when there was a knock, and I know who it was.
"Baba? Breakfast is getting cold," Matt's voice sounded so annoyingly enthusiastic. My gaze fell on the hickeys on Adah's neck, and I rolled my eyes, anticipating his expression.
Locking her fingers with mine, I walked towards the door, and true to my assumption, Matt's eyes gave away the twinkle of his happiness on seeing Adah, who was looking like she was a new bride after her first fuck. I let out a sigh, thinking, only if her eyes didn't make me promise to her.
"Matt," I said sternly.
"Oh, yes," saying that, he started while ahead of us while I placed my arm around her waist. Promise or not, she still was my possession.
As soon as we walked ahead, Adah glanced towards the stairs we crossed and then at me with a confused expression.
"We are having breakfast outside," I answered her unspoken question.
As Matt escorted us outside the terrace door, Adah went dumbfounded with the view. The corridor opened to an expansive terrace with wood flooring surrounded by the glass railing; ahead of it was an endless ocean. A table was set at a place where we could get the best view from the villa.
I couldn't stop myself from asking, "Do you like it?" to which she nodded her head in a daze. From the corner of my eye, I saw Matt nudging his wife with a wide smile. Before he could embarrass me more, I sent them off and pulled a chair for Adah, who sat without resistance, still gaping at the vast ocean ahead. The breeze was brushing her hair softly around her face. The view distracted her tense form as she seemed to be eating more than last night. I sat beside her and kept staring at her astounded expression. There was a glint of excitement in her eyes when she looked towards the beach.
"Do you like the beach?" I had to ask, seeing the excitement.
She jerked her head towards me and lowered her gaze before replying, "Yes."
"Have you been to a beach before?" I asked for no reason. I was enjoying the small talks with her.
She shook her head without meeting my gaze and replied, "No."
Silence.
We continued with our food in silence while I was filling her plate, and she was mesmerized with the blue all around us that she didn't notice me leaning towards her. However, when I was busy sniffing her head, she abruptly turned her head, sensing a presence and her lips landed on mine, making her go wide-eyed. Before she could pull back, I grabbed the back of her head and said in a hoarse voice, "Look at me," my voice laced with the desire that was ignited by her touch. She closed her eyes the moment I held her head, and when she didn't compile, pulling her into my lap, I tug her hair a little as warning, making her open her eyes and look straight into mine when I started sucking her soft lip. I wanted to see the emotions that were running through her mind when I was devouring her lips.
Her grey iris reflected her fear with the intimacy while she fisted her palm over my chest as an act of her reluctance. Without a second thought, I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer, making her legs lay on both sides of me. She gasped when she felt my dent against her core, and taking advantage, I slid my tongue inside her mouth ferociously. The reluctance intensified in her, and soon she started whimpering with my attack. It was not until I tasted my tears I stopped, and she started gasping for air.
"You promised," she said while panting and giving me an accusing look.
Leaning my forehead over hers while still pressing her against me, I murmured, "I never said I will not kiss you."
She let out a sob, and her palms between us went cold, "Why....why me?"
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