NOW THAT I FULFILLED ALL PROMISES I MADE TO YOU, PRINCESS,I'LL PUNISH YOU!

Chapter 2

Sanskar stayed there, fixing her immense eyes with his dark expressionless gaze. the silky long curls of her black hair falling on her shoulders, shining her angelic face in the last colorful lights of the declining sun... She was beautiful in that red saree with golden pearled motifs draping her delightful body, and that's it...

Again... again, the urge to hurry toward her and fold her in his arms gains him slowly making him feel weak... vulnerable...

He had been menacing her for the six last months in a sincere intention of making her suffer just like she did. But, here she is, still defying him like if she was reading deep inside his agonizing soul, like if she knows...

Keeping their eye lock, he extends his hand to the bottle of dark liquor on the passenger seat and when he takes a long sip from it, he smiles evilly seeing her lost her patience and turns her back to him crossing her arms on her chest.

But, he frowns immediately like if he finally tastes the bitterness of his forbidden drink. Remembering how slimmer he remarks her being every time they met for the past months. Anger... no, not anger, rage bursts inside him suddenly, he has no problem imagining her cooking for her family, feeding her sister like a child and forgetting about herself.

Facing the horizon, Swara closes her eyes hearing him slam his car's door loudly, her heart beats fit his footsteps echoing on the ground and she takes a deep breath before she opens them as he stopped face to her.

Suddenly, lightning tore the sky illuminating their two faces, the deafening sound of thunder surprises Swara, making her jump in her place colliding in Sanskar's chest. Trying to control her heart beats, she immediately backs off making a step behind her, his car in her back stops her.

Swallowing, she looks everywhere but to him and gripping her saree more tightly, she clears her voices trying to apologize:

"- s... I'm ... I'm sor..."

But he stops her putting his long finger on her lips; she raises her eyes to his...

"- no sorry... ok?"

With his reddened eyes, his husky voice, some strands of hair covering his forehead and his few days beard, he doesn't look like the Maheshwari son, he looks like a villain guy from bad districts... contrasting with that new business man look all in black.

Swara could distinct the alcohol smell melted with his sexy virile perfume, she glances to the bottle in his hand then looks aside angrily which makes him smile. Signing her to wait a moment, he leans on her to put the bottle on the car's hood just behind her.

At that moment, her phone rings, she picks up saying:

"- hallo... m... "

Suddenly, Sanskar snatches it from her hand and throws it on the ground making Swara scream from surprise. She hits forcefully on his chest making him take a step back and yells at him:

"- how dare you Sanskar Maheshwari!!!???" She hits him again adding:

"- it was maa, she's s... aah!"

She screams as he captures her wrists abruptly and joining them in her back he pushes her back until she feels the metal of his car in her back. She was in his embrace, immobilized by all his body weight on her not giving her a chance to free herself, every tentative to move makes him grip her harder. Wincing, she looks up to his angry eyes and stops resisting.

"- maa... papa... chote bhai Ayush ... badi maa... badi papa... mum... dad... behen... Laksh ... Uttra... six months, two weeks, three days and five hours!... you had... you had more than one hundred ninety seven days to give them all your attention... your care... your... your love... four thousand, seven hundred and thirty three hours you're beta, you're behen, you're bahu... you're a business a woman, you're a happy independent woman... you're everything Swara... but Swara Sanskar Maheshwari nahi!"