The Perfect Match

Prologue

"You hate me, don't you," his deep husky voice roared like a swift blow of wind making the hair of my nape stand erect.

"Yes," I breathed and was about to leave the room which was beautifully decorated for Disha and Arjun's wedding night. I felt suffocated standing there, breathing the smell of beautiful red roses and aromatic candles.

In a blink of eye, he swirled me around and pulled me towards him. I crashed with a thud on his hard as rock chiseled chest and his six pack abs rubbed by bare belly through a thin layer of white shirt that he was wearing. It send chills down my spine and the aroma of his signature spicy cinnamon perfume filled my nostrils making it difficult for me to stand straight.

I took a fist of his shirt and clutched it tight to make myself stable to which he reciprocated by sliding his hand around my bare waist making me gasp in shock. I looked up to his tall, six feet frame and then noticed his eyes which were burning with anger, fervor, desire and...love?
His eyes spoke so much. I really wanted to read them but I knew I wasn't getting it right.

His hands travelled dangerously upwards making way towards the knot of my red gown. He pulled me as close as he could and I tried wriggling out of his strong grip.

"Le-leave me Arjun," I sternly said. I couldn't take it again. Not in any case.

"Why should I leave you?" He enquired while teasing me with his long index finger, tracing the edge of my arms all the way from my neck with it.

He really didn't change a bit. He had the same effect on me years later. He still could make me wet just by touching me. This effect...this love effect was over powering my brain that I had tamed for years and made it so strong or what I think so that it won't ever give up.

I was proved wrong in a minute by Arjun. I still missed him and his mind blowing touches. I still missed his teasing that made my core dripping wet for him. Nothing of the sexual attraction has changed between us...infact, I feel it has grew stronger and more powerful.

"Don't act innocent Arjun. This place is full of people. Your wedding is going to take place tomorrow morning. Leave me," I tried reasoning him but Arjun being what he is, posed another question in front of me.

"So what if there was no one in this house, if the house would have been empty...just you and me, would you have stayed?" My mind went haywire after this question was thrown on me by him. He was so soft and it reflected so many emotions.

Don't mistaken this man Amaya. He is one heck of a manipulater. He will hurt you again.

My brain continuously warned me but my heart was so into Arjun's words that it stopped receiving any signal my brain gave and made me so emotionally vulnerable that tears formed into my eyes.

"I-I don't k-know," I stuttered and felt my throat forming lumps there. This is the Arjun I missed like a mad woman.

I loved him with all my mind,  body and soul and all I got was pain, hatred and spite from him.

"Why do you hate me Amy?" He questioned making me snap my eyes to meet his red, tear filled vulnerable eyes. He didn't leave me, except that he started planting wet kisses on my bare shoulders. Above all, he called me by the name only he had used when there was what I call love between us.

I withered under his soft kisses and secured touches. He knew all the right places of my body and I regretted coming to this room to meet him. I didn't want to cry again...not in front of him.

Push him away Amaya. This man is the last thing you want to have...you cannot let him break your heart again...

"You know the answer Arjun. Now jus-just leave me," I stuttered as he was just an inch apart from my face. I pushed him with a greater force this time and managed to escape from his grip but as I posed my little stunt, he started boiling hot in anger and being scared that he might do something we may later regret, I tried running out of the room but unfortunately he dragged me back to the wall and caged me inside his tall frame and strong muscular arms.

Tears started rolling down my eyes as this was it. I was broken and he was trying his level best to get me back to the same condition he left me six years ago. 

"Why did you cheat on me?" He asked my question...the same question that swirled in my brain everyday since he left me. His eyes were burning with rage.

"Don't act as if I cheated on you. You did that to me. You left me...not I," I claimed while tears failed to stop.

He humorlessly chuckled and kissed me on my neck making me cry a little louder. Why is he doing this to me? What does he get by hurting me?

"How can I forget that Amaya? That night when I finally mustered up the courage to let go what was never mine?" As he said these words, his eyes were fixed with mine and I saw tears forming in his eyes too.

Am I dreaming? Is it really Arjun?

"Fu-fuck you Arjun. It wa-was one at n-night and you threw me out. Hats off to your cou-courage," I could hardly speak between my hiccups that came along with my weeping. This weight of telling him how he hurt me then kept ringing my heart and today I was letting them come out.

"And what was m-my fault?" I asked yet again, still believing that there was more to what Arjun made me believe.

"Your fault was that you were a whore. You could neither make your boyfriend happy nor your husband happy,"

Aah! He said it...about my affair. The one I never had! He said that just once and it ended everything between us and it was going to begin something this time...something I never wish should come true.
All these years he made me feel miserable...he left me for all those reasons I was never into. It made me think always...why wasn't I enough.

"I want to go Arjun," I pleaded but instead of leaving me, he made way through my back and untied my gown's knot. The clothing that held my breasts firm, in a second let my breasts fall free under his hot stare.

The gown fell down and spread at my ankles leaving me almost naked and emotionally vulnerable infront of the man who knows each and every inch of my body.

I squeezed my eyelids shut and cried as he kissed my forehead. He unbuttoned his while shirt as I avoided any further eye contact with him. I had never felt so lost. Finally, there we stood, half naked in front of each other.

"I know I can't leave now," I accepted my defeat as I let my eyes shut for all the time I could.

In just a moment he claimed my lips with a sense of urgency and need...with lots of passion.

I didn' t respond. I didn't want to respond. It was pointless. He had already had what he wanted always...and he was going to have me again.

"I will hate you Arjun...always," I mumbled as I let him kiss the soft point of my neck. His actions stopped and he looked at me.

I don't know what was his feeling then but the next moment he wrapped his arms around me and took me into a bone crushing huh I missed since forever. Our burning skin collided with each other and it felt as if our bodies were just one since eternity.

"But I loved you Amaya," his voice sounded broken and he let out a tear that fell on my shoulders making me gasp in shock.

Arjun was crying? That is impossible!

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Hey to those amazing people out there. This book is really close to my heart as it is the edited version of IT BEARS ONLY FOR YOU. The book which I couldn't continue.

But here I am back with this book, with a better version of it and with lots and lots of romance.

To everyone who is going to read this...please please make sure that you don't have a problem with strong and bold sexual content. This book has a lot of it and I don't want to be bashed for posting mature content because I have seen a lot of writers being bashed for it.

Anyways, do tell me how you liked the prologue and that if you're okay with mature content or not. This book isn't meant for kidos...so kids, don't read this!

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