Samyuktika's frustration boiled over as Ekansh's steady breathing filled the room. She tossed a pillow at his sleeping form.
"Let me sleep, you Rakshas!" she exclaimed, using the Hindi word for "demon."
Ekansh stirred, rubbing his eyes. "What's wrong?" he growled.
Samyuktika's voice trembled. "You're snoring so loudly. Can't you see I'm trying to sleep?"
Ekansh's gaze narrowed. "You're the one disturbing me."
Samyuktika's anger flared. "You've disturbed my life, Ekansh. One night's sleep won't compensate for that."
Ekansh didn't leave. Instead, he strode to the bedside and glared down at Samyuktika.
"You think you can just order me around?" he snarled, his eyes blazing.
Samyuktika's heart raced, but she refused to back down.
"I just want to sleep," she said, trying to keep her voice steady.
Ekansh's gaze intensified. "You'll sleep when I say you can."
Suddenly, he grasped her wrists, pinning her to the bed.
Samyuktika struggled, but Ekansh's grip was unyielding.
"Let me go!" she demanded.
Ekansh's face twisted. "You're mine, Samyuktika. You'll do as I say."
Fear and anger warred within her as Ekansh's hot breath brushed against her skin.
Samyuktika knew she was trapped, at his mercy.
Ekansh's grip tightened as Samyuktika's words cut deep.
"Yaar ek toh tum 'you are mine' ke naare lagana band karo," she spat, her voice laced with venom. "Yeh kehte bhi ho aur itna sab kar bhi dete ho."
(Translation: "For God's sake, stop proclaiming 'you are mine'. You say this, yet you do all this to me.")
Ekansh's eyes flashed with anger, but Samyuktika continued, her words pouring out like acid.
"Kya hai tumhara 'mine'? Tumhara possession? Tumhara toy?"
(Translation: "What is this 'mine' of yours? Your possession? Your toy?")
Ekansh's face darkened, his jaw clenched.
"Samyuktika, tum..."
(Samyuktika, you...)
But she cut him off, her voice rising.
"Main tumhari jaagir nahi hoon, Ekansh. Main insaan hoon."
(Translation: "I am not your property, Ekansh. I am a human being.")
The room pulsed with tension as Ekansh's anger wrestled with Samyuktika's defiance.
Ekansh's voice dripped with malice. "Toh maine kab kaha ki tum ek janwar ho?" (When did I say you're an animal?)
"Aur tum Ekansh Rai par aise hi hukum nahi chala sakti." (And you can't dictate terms to me like this).
Samyuktika's eyes widened in outrage. She gasped, her face burning.
"Tumhari itne himmat jo tumne mujhe khoonkhar janwar kaha!" (How dare you call me a bloodthirsty animal!)
She hurled another pillow at Ekansh, her anger boiling over.
Ekansh dodged the pillow, his expression unyielding.
"Maine kaha tha, Samyuktika. Tum mere liye kuch bhi kar sakti ho." (I said, Samyuktika, you can do anything for me).
YOU ARE READING
His dark obsession
RomantikMeet Ekansh Rai, India's most feared mafia king and number one businessman. His heart is forged in steel, fueled by hatred for his father, Mahindra Rai. Mahindra's infidelity destroyed Ekansh's family, driving his mother, Nalini, to suicide. Ekansh...
