Sacred Games Of Twisted Fate {18+}

* SORE ? , WHO CARES ! *

***author's pov***

Arjun stepped into the room, his cold gaze falling on Aayara, who sat quietly at the edge of the bed. Her arm was wrapped in a bandage, still red and burned from the tea incident. His eyes narrowed in disdain as he observed her fragile form, sitting there like a wounded bird.

"Pathetic," he muttered under his breath, the word laced with disgust. "So weak. So helpless." He scoffed, shaking his head as if disappointed that she couldn’t even defend herself.

Without another word, he walked past her, heading for the shower. The door slammed shut behind him, and the sound of the water starting to run filled the room.

Aayara sat there, her eyes brimming with tears, but she didn’t let them fall. She had to be strong, even if she felt completely broken inside. She gently touched her bandaged arm, the pain a constant reminder of the humiliation she had faced throughout the day.

In that moment, she felt like she was suffocating in this marriage, trapped between Arjun's cruelty and the weight of her own silence. The burn on her arm wasn’t the worst pain—no, it was the suffocating realization that she had no one, that her cries for help would go unheard.

Arjun stepped out of the bathroom, his hair damp and a wicked smirk playing on his lips as he approached Aayara. She instinctively flinched, sensing the shift in his mood. He towered over her, his presence menacing, as his fingers trailed along her cheek.

"So, you think that because you're hurt, you’ll get a peaceful night of sleep?" His voice dripped with mockery. "No, sweetheart. I won’t let you rest. I have desires, after all." His smirk deepened, eyes darkening with an unsettling intensity.

Aayara's breath hitched, her heart racing in fear. She could barely look him in the eyes, her body aching and her spirit exhausted from the day's torment. But she knew that pleading would only make things worse.

Arjun leaned closer, his breath hot against her skin. "You’re mine now, Mrs. Aayara Arjun Oberoi Singhania. And I’ll do whatever I want with what's mine." His possessiveness was suffocating, leaving no room for escape.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she quickly blinked them away, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing her break. She clenched her fists, trying to brace herself for what she knew was coming, the overwhelming sense of helplessness sinking in deeper.

He pushed her on the bed and smirked.

" But i am not that heartless, so I will let you sleep . Go , sleep " he said shrugging his bare shoulders .

She shivered and breathed in relief, she pulled the covers over her tucking herself in fully .

He then turned off the lights, his eyes adjusting to the darkness. After that, he slowly walked back towards the bed. His footsteps were quieter than before, but audible nevertheless.

AAYARA gulped down her Saliva but didn't moved and pretended to sleep .

Arjun got in bed behind her , the mattress slightly dipping under his weight. He moved closer to her  and wrapped his arms around her  waist, pulling her  closer to him. His body was still warm from the shower, and he smelled faintly of body wash.

He then leaned in, his mouth close to her  ear. His breath was warm on her  skin as he spoke in a low voice.

"You can't even look at me?"

She shivered but pretended that she was asleep.

A soft yet amused scoff left his lips as he didn't heard her  response, his arms wrapping tighter around her waist.

He leaned down and nuzzled his face into the crook of her  neck, he began leaving soft kisses along the sensitive skin, his warm breath against her  skin as he spoke quietly in her ear.

"Sleeping or ignoring me ? " She gasped as he whispered in the most sexy voice she ever listened till now . She clutched the pillow and bit her lip .

" Ar ...Arjun , you said you will let me sleep "

Arjun Smirked and pulled her closer towards himself .

He chuckled softly at her words, clearly amused by her stubbornness. He moved slightly and wrapped his legs around hers, effectively trapping her  against his body.

He then whispered in her ear, his voice low and slightly mocking.

" Yeah , I did say that you can sleep , but i didn't said that i won't touch you , did I ? "

She sighed and shook her head slightly.

" See , I am always a wise man ? You're warm and you smell nice. Shouldn't I get to have a little fun with my wife from time to time?" 

She gulped as he moved his mouth towards her shoulder and pulled her nightgown 's sleeve by his teeth .

" Sleep , wifey ... " He whispered and moved his lips on her shoulder , kissing and nibbling slightly to tease her .

She bit the pillow and breathed heavily.

He moved his hands towards her stomach, un tieing her threads of the nightgown.

He pulled the robe and it opened up from front making her gasp.

" You don't know , how tempted I am  to fuck your every hole sweetheart.  " He whispered and licked her neck .

A moan slipped her mouth unknowingly and he smirked.

He pulled her to front and hovered over her , making her gasp .

He looked at her shoked expression and smirked and his gaze moved to her barely covered body .

The nightgown was Opened and it was rarely covering her breasts and whole front body .

She looked at his Hungry gaze and tried to pull up the nightgown's side but he chukleed and grabbed her wrists in his hands , pinning them on her either side of head .

" Ar .. Arjun ! Please.. I am still sore from yesterday" she trembled while speaking.

" Sore? , who cares ! " He Smirked.