His To Adore

Strength

                    Arohi's pov

I made my way slowly towards his cabin with shaky legs. My heart was beating erratically in my chest dreading every second of me inside.. With a deep breath I twisted the doorknob. "May I come in sir?"

"Come in." His deep voice pierced into me sending a shiver through my spine. His back was facing me. I stepped inside taking a deep breath.. "Have a seat." I could understand while people feared him.. His aura can send anyone shivering, specially that dominating voice..

Beads of sweat formed in my forhead as I took a seat. He turned around, his eyes piercing through me. I gulped down the lump forming in my throat.. Black suit, Perfectly set black hair, and most importantly coal black orbs that was looking into my soul.

"Ms Bose, I have gone through the employee performances and its clear that you are one of the best employees." He paused and looked at me. I was thankful he maintained professionalism in workplace.

"Thank you sir." I replied hating how nervous I was getting and how my words sounded.. Never in my worst thoughts have I thought I would sit in front of my kidnapper who would be my boss..

Stay strong. Don't stutter. Stay strong. Don't stutter.

I tried put my focus on my breathing rather than the man sitting in front of me with and unreadable expression.. The sheer intensity of his gaze searing through me..

He handed me a file as I took it.. It took everything in me to keep my hands from shaking.. I won't let him see my vulnerability.. Never again..

"I want you to make a Presentation and I need it complete within tomorrow.." His rough tone sent a shiver through my spine..

I gave a small nod.. The room was suffocating.. His presence was suffocating.

"You may leave now.." The same voice of whiskey and sin came, cutting through the thick tension in my muscles..

Relief flooded over my muscles as I stood up, taking the file while not making it too obvious that all I wanted was to get the hell out of here. I wanted to run.  I made my way towards the door, twisting the doorknob before coming to a halt. It was locked. I swallowed down the lump in my throat. Or tried to. I turned my head towards him slowly taking in his expression. His intentions. Unreadable. I could not make out his expression or his intention. A bead of sweat travelled down my spine as I put every ounce of my strength not to cower away. He stood up, proceeding towards me with the steps of a predator.. The hair on my skin stood up in alertness and fear.. I couldn't utter a word.. Sucking in the precious oxygen, I stood frozen in my place.. I wanted to scream, to do something, anything, but I couldn't bring myself to it.. He towered over me and it took everything in me to hold on to his gaze..

Stay strong. You are not a coward.

My concience kept chanting to  myself the same words over and over again when my voice betrayed.. My demons took the best in me. I can't be vulnerable. Not again. I am not weak.

He planted his hands on the door effectively trapping me.. "Get away." Two words, thousands of emotions. Anger. Fear. Hatred. Panic. The words escaping me in a tone so calm that I barely recognised myself. I saw his right eyebrow raise, just slightly before it disappeared again. He didn't make a move to get away and stayed right where he was. "Get. Away." I said this time with more intensity as I stared right back into his eyes.. My insides trembled and my stomach tied in knots.. I did not fist my hands trying to pass the message that he couldn't scare me. I wanted to break down but I could not afford to.

Never ever let anyone know you are scared, little fire..
The words from my father came back to my mind when I was bullied in school for the first time. I looked at the man who could tear someone just by his gaze, now looking at me with slight amusement and a bit of admiration? "What if I won't?" His voice broke the silence.. I pushed him just enough to get out of the cage he trapped me in as he stumbled back a bit.. Not because I was strong, but because he wanted to. I knew well enough not to flatter myself. All my sudden courage was amusing to him.. It wasn't surprise, like I had expected him to be, or if he was he didn't show it.. I was all vulnerable and begging till yesterday. And I know today that begging will never help to get out of the misery in my life.. A fire of hatred burned in me for him.. For bringing back a past I kept buried, for making me feel so helpless and pathetic, for chaining me.. All of the pain took a turn into fury, a sheer rage and hatred I felt towards him..

He gripped my jaw, not painful but firm.. "Never ever push me away Amore.. You are mine and only mine and I will pluck off every eye that looks at you for too long.. You do that again and I will fuck you until you lose the strength to move a single limb." His threat was clear, searing through my muscles and straight into my bones.. And I knew he wasn't making empty threats..

I smiled, the first time in a while.. "You gave a word to me to not to lay a hand on me until I gave you the permission.."

I caught a flash of his dimples as he smirked.. "There are many ways to punish a bratty girl Amore.. I can do things without even laying a hand on you.. And the best part? You will enjoy every fucking moment of it begging for more."

A soft click reached my ears like music indicating he unlocked the door.. "Yesterday night was the last time you saw me vulnerable and scared Mr. Oberoi. And I promise to break  your shackles and throw a flying 'fuck off' at your face as I leave.." With that I stormed out of the room..

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