🥀 Little...Darkest Moments 🥀

Chapter-6

IMAGINE:

"I want to be so confident of my body so that i roam around my house naked." I said it, out loud.

My eyes widened when I realized I have an audience who have been listening to me. Shit! My grip on the vodka glass tighten as his gaze burned my cheek. I slowly raised my eyes to meet his. And yes, I expected him to laugh or make fun of me but instead there was a dark spark in his eyes and his signature amusement smirk.

"Strip, Zhizn'." His low, dark voice echoed in the hall as I sucked in a breath. I somehow knew it was coming but I had been stupid to underestimate him. I didn't do anything but gulped my vodka in one go.

"I won't repeat myself and you know, Zhizn', if I come there it would become difficult for you." He said in a low and dangerous voice. My fingers reached the hem of my oversized tee.

I was a shy person. I never liked people invading my privacy. I never liked to do unnesscary and small talks. I hated being a social person. But he was different. He made me feel different.

I removed my tee, standing in just my bra. Warmness spread through my cheeks when his eyes narrowed at my breast. I didn't have the body of a model and I never have actually loved it. 

"The shorts... now." He instructed. My hand landed on the button of my shorts and I opened it and it dropped to the floor. Now, I was on the full display to him, in a bikani. And thank goodness, I have been wearing my black lace one.
A muscle in the jaw moved because of how tightly he was clenching them. His hands in a fist on the couch head.

"You have 15 minutes. Take a look to your new house." He said in a low voice.

I am his fiance. And our wedding is just next week. I stepped out of the kitchen and nervously my eyes roamed on the walls of his big penthouse. I moved upstairs slowly, roaming around his house.