In the soft LED light of the room, Vidyut's piercing gaze traced the delicate contours of Maya's form.
Their lips met in a slow, intense kiss, as his fingers intertwined with hers, gently pressing her hands down onto the bed.
Maya’s eyes, lost in Vidyut's intoxicating blue ones, betrayed a sense of impatience, a restlessness that grew more pronounced by the second. Her body, warm from the lingering effects of the drug and his proximity, responded with heightened sensitivity, every touch awakening something deeper within her.
Sensing her growing need, Vidyut released her hands, allowing her to wrap her arms around him, pulling him closer. The firm muscles of his body, the raw strength he exuded, stirred something primal in her.
Breaking the kiss, Vidyut released her lips, but Maya immediately bit down on her own, the sensation intensifying the tingling coursing through her. The warmth in her body surged once again, perhaps as the drug's effect deepened.
Vidyut's lips wandered, trailing down her neck, his kisses deliberate and lingering as he moved lower. The soft sound of Maya’s deep, uneven breaths filled the room, the only break in the quiet.
When Vidyut finally lifted his face, her flushed skin glistened with a light sheen of sweat. He leaned in close to her ear, his breath warm and voice low, carrying a mysterious promise,"Tonight will be a pleasure you'll remember, Mrs. Maya Vidyut Singhania. But tomorrow… tomorrow will be something else entirely."
Maya, dazed by both the intoxication and his words, struggled to comprehend the depth of what he said. Yet, something in her stirred—a sense of foreboding, a whisper of regret. Coming this close to Vidyut felt like a mistake. Perhaps something far worse awaited her after tonight.
But despite the unease creeping into her mind, she couldn’t pull away. Vidyut was no longer just a desire—he had become her need. Even if she wanted to, stepping back was no longer an option.
With a breathy voice and drowsy eyes, Maya whispered, "You're planning something, aren’t you?"
Vidyut's lips brushed against hers as he responded in a cryptic tone,"What needed to be done was already set in motion long ago. Tomorrow, you'll face the consequences. You wanted to play, didn't you? Now let me show you the real game, Mrs. Maya Vidyut Singhania."
Even in her clouded state, Maya’s brow furrowed at his words. His dark expression sent a ripple of anxiety through her, and she instinctively tried to push him away, but her body, betraying her will, refused to cooperate. She was completely under his control, and instead of resisting, she found herself curling deeper into his embrace.
Vidyut’s intense gaze never wavered. He knew she wanted to escape, but he held her firmly, guiding her back to the bed. His lips resumed their exploration of her neck, each kiss drawing Maya further into a haze of desire and confusion.
Suddenly, a sharp sob escaped her lips, the result of a brief, piercing pain. Maya’s eyes squeezed shut, her tears slipping down onto the pillow as she struggled to make sense of the sensations overwhelming her.
Vidyut was now impossibly close, all barriers between them gone. He toyed with her emotions and her body with an intimacy that felt both playful and overpowering. In the warm, stifling air of the room, the sound of Maya's soft moans and choked sobs reverberated.
After what felt like hours, Vidyut finally pulled away, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. Exhausted, Maya slipped into a deep, drugged sleep the moment he released her.
Vidyut, still composed, leaned back against the headboard, his breath slow and steady. Reaching for the cigar box on the nightstand, he lit one, taking long, thoughtful drags as his eyes rested on the sleeping form of Maya.
In the faint light, his gaze fell on the bloodstains marring the crisp white sheets. His expression darkened, not with concern, but with a strange satisfaction.
Gently brushing his fingers over the stain, Vidyut observed the traces of blood on his hand, the sight provoking no visible emotion as he continued to smoke in silence.
Once the cigar was finished, Vidyut crushed its remnants into the ashtray. He carefully pulled the blanket over Maya's sleeping body, ensuring she was covered, then slipped out of bed and disappeared into the washroom.
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The devil's Enigmatic bride
Mystery / ThrillerVidyut Singhania is a name that strikes fear across the globe. Known as a ruthless devil, his mere presence sends shivers down spines, including those of his own family. But after a catastrophic car accident leaves him in a coma, everything changes...
