Her Deviant Husband | [✓]

Chapter 10

Athira's pov.

"Be my guest."

Reyansh leaned in, eyes glittering with a mix of amusement and something darker. 

His thumb brushed over my bottom lip, a touch that sent a bolt of heat through me, and it pissed me off even more. Without thinking, I snapped my teeth, catching the tip of his thumb between them. 

His eyes widened for a fraction of a second before a wicked smile spread across his lips.

"Feisty," he murmured, voice low and dangerous, as if he was delighted by my rebellion.

I released his thumb, staring at him with utter contempt. 

"You have no idea," I spat, wiping my mouth as if trying to erase the feel of him.

He leaned back into his seat, still watching me with an unhinged glint in his eyes, as if daring me to do something else reckless. 

"Get out before I change my mind," he said, his tone smooth, but the warning was clear.

I didn't need another invitation. 

I shoved the door open and stepped out, feeling the cool morning air nip at my bare legs. Without looking back, I slammed the door shut, and his chuckle followed me as I walked briskly toward the entrance of the mansion.

Since it was still early morning, and if I was lucky, everyone would still be asleep. My heart pounded as I crept across the porch. I scanned the windows for any sign of movement before slipping through the side door I knew so well.

Inside, the cool marble floor chilled my feet as I tiptoed down the hallway. 

The portrait maa had made of all our family members seemed to watch me with disapproval, their painted eyes narrowed, as if they knew I'd just climbed out of a stranger's car wearing his shirt.

I held my breath when I passed papa's study, the faint light seeping under the door making my pulse spike. 

He always falling asleep there whenever he has a difficult patient and maa ends up sleeping on the couch in the study while waiting for him. And the same happens with maa painting and him waiting and falling asleep. 

They are so cute. I want someone who loves me as much as papa loves maa.

I heard shuffling inside and froze.

But it was all was quiet again.

Exhaling softly, I hurried past, reaching the main staircase and taking each step as silently as I could.

By the time I reached my room, my heart was pounding so hard I thought it might burst. I slipped inside, clicking the lock behind me and leaning back against the door, finally letting out a long breath.

I leaned against the door for a moment, trying to steady my racing heart when a sudden chorus of voices broke the silence from my bedroom.

"Athira di! You're alive!" Aiyanna exclaimed, her wide eyes peeking out from under the blankets, clad in my oversized nightwear.

"I thought you were going to get kidnapped or something!"

"Athira di! Where the hell have you been?" Ayaan's voice sliced through the air like a knife.

I waited a moment to catch my breath and then looked at this circus... I call my little cousins.

"Oh, please," I retorted, rolling my eyes. "Like I'm the damsel in distress here. I feel like I'm living in a goddamn horror movie!"