𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑫𝑰𝑻𝑨: 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐞 - Yours With All My Heart

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ANIRUDH

Damn.

My anger was uncontrollable. It burned through me, hot and relentless, demanding an outlet.

And her.

She sat there, eyes wide and innocent, looking at me like I was the only thing that mattered. Like she didn't even realize what she had just done to me. How could she? She had no idea how fucking sexy she was-how effortlessly she made me lose my goddamn control.

And now? She was sitting there, asking me to punish her.

Fuck.

I gritted my teeth, dragging a hand through my hair as I got up from the bed. My fists clenched, my whole body coiled so tightly I thought I might snap.

"You want punishment?" My voice was low, sharp, each word dripping with warning.

She didn't flinch. Didn't cower. She just sat there, looking at me with those damn wide eyes-the most innocent fucking gaze that made me regret even saying the words.

Too late now.

"Fine then," I exhaled, my tone turning cold. "I'll give you a punishment you won't forget."

I saw it-the nervous gulp, the way her tongue flicked out to wet her lips. Fuck, she was nervous. And fuck, I loved seeing it.

"You say stop," I told her, my voice deadly calm, "and I won't touch you. For a whole fucking year."

Her lips parted slightly, and for a second, I thought she might say something. But then-she smiled.

Fucking hell.

This girl was getting on my last nerve tonight.

I took a step closer, towering over her as I spoke, my voice dangerously low. "I mean it, meri jaan-when I start my punishment, even if I hear a single 'stop,' I'll leave. I'll go to my study, and I'll sleep there for a whole damn year."

Her breath hitched, her eyes widening.

"Say no now, butterfly," I warned. "And go to sleep."

Come on, girl. Say it.

End the game.

But she didn't.

She shook her head, her voice barely above a whisper. "I... I don't give up. I'm ready."

My stomach clenched.

Oh, fuck.

I exhaled sharply, my control slipping, my fists tightening at my sides. "I'll be rough," I warned, my voice dropping lower. "You won't be able to handle it."

She met my gaze, determination burning in those innocent eyes. "I will. I can."

Goddamn it.

"I see...!"

I ran a hand through my hair, my breathing heavy, my mind clouded with a dangerous mix of anger, frustration, and something far darker. My shirt hung open, my chest rising and falling as I tried to contain the storm raging inside me.

I turned away, forcing myself to move, to get some distance before I completely lost it. My steps were heavy as I walked to the couch, grabbing my pants and pulling them up over my aching hardness.