What happens when betrayal mars innocent hearts in love?
What happens when innocence is destroyed and a monster is created?
What happens when judgement is ruled by the burning feeling of retribution?
This is a Quartet (4 part book) and this one bein...
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"Is that a......"
"Yes."
"Are we......"
"Yes."
"Does that......"
"Yes."
A white aircraft with SGH written in dark blue greeted Ishani's shocked eyes. Enthralled, she kept staring at it, forgetting everything around her.
"Close your mouth before a fly gets in," Rudra said nudging her shoulder.
As he clasped her palm in hers, she moved but still, her brain was not functioning in the real terms. The courteous hostesses greeted him with a smile but the moment their eyes landed on her their smile turned a little cold than usual.
Snapping out of the euphoria of being in his private jet, she blinked twice and then followed him inside the cabin. And, she stopped short looking at the décor.
The main cabin was lined with everything dark blue, be it the walls or window panels however the seats were all black, which was a little dull but still she liked it.
Following his lead, she walked to one of the seats opposite to him but he gestured her to sit next to him by the window.
The captain announced the flight departure and she watched in awe as they slowly took off from the ground.
"You like it?" he asked taking off his seatbelt and undoing hers.
"The city looks so beautiful from here," she said unable to take her eyes off the window.
She was so caught up in enjoying the sights that she never noticed him getting up and extending his hand towards her.
"Ishani!" he softly called.
She looked up at him and got lost. His hypnotic gaze shook the core of her being and she placed her hand in his as she stood up.
Without a word, Rudra led her inside one of the private rooms and closed the door.
As she felt his hand slip away from hers, she looked around. This room was all black; and so black that it almost looked like a small cave. There was a small bed at the side of the room with greyish black sheets and pillows.
Suddenly her eyes caught a movement in front and she saw him taking off his suit jacket and undoing his sleeve cuffs.
Ishani's breath caught in her throat as he rolled up his sleeves till the mid-arm and sat down on the sofa in the other corner of the room. He pulled his legs up on the sofa and rested his back on the high armrest.
"Come here!" he called out, stretching his hand towards her.
It was enough for her to lose all sane thought. Her body reacted before even she could process what was happening. In moments, she found herself slipping into his arms. As she looked up to him, he smiled and pressed her head into his chest.
"I saw you yawning in the lounge. Sleep!" he commanded softly.
Wrapping her arms around him, she nuzzled her nose deep into his chest and closed her eyes and instantly felt him give a relaxed sigh. His arms tightened around her body giving her the much-needed solace that she always craved for.
Rudra stirred and opened his eyes as he heard a low tap on the door. Trying to adjust his eyes to the light filtering in, he picked up the switch panel from the table nearby and pressed the green button. And, instantly the tapping stopped.
As his senses returned, the first thing he registered was Ishani's lips pressed close to his exposed throat and her hand inside his semi-open shirt. Within seconds unbearable heat engulfed his body and everything stilled around him. His mind urged him to just move away without bothering at all but his body refused to budge.
Involuntarily, he tightened his arms around her and pulled her closer and lowered his head in the curve of her shoulder. Nuzzling his nose on her skin, he inhaled as much as he could and then unable to control himself, touched his lips to her skin softly.
He felt Ishani stir in his arms whimpering softly. Everything about her body puzzled him, almost as if she was more a mystery than anything else and he was under its spell slowly losing his control. Like right now, his brain was telling him he should move away from her but his body wasn't listening at all. The more his mind urged him the more his body moved closer to her.
Suddenly he felt her lips grazing along the lines of jaw and he lost whatever sanity was left. He moved his head away from her skin and rested it back on the armrest. Closing his eyes, he gave in to the insistent rubbing of her heated lips, letting the sensations pulse through him.
He felt her move away, a little and let out a groan of protest but then calmed down just as he felt her kiss his cheek tenderly. The feather-light touch of her lips slowly moved towards his eyes.
Ishani looked at him as he lay calmly beneath her. She had never seen Rudra like this; she always remembered him as the one who took all the charge. But right now, he was doing nothing but letting her have her way, which was a little strange but exciting too.
She placed small kisses on the corner of his eyes and instantly felt him tighten his hands on her hips. There was something completely off place today with him; it seemed as if he was not in control. And, she felt elated of the fact that she could make him lose all his control.
Rudra's core pulsed with passion as he felt her lips landed on his eye.
She kissed one eyelid and then the other and every struggle, every pain, every nightmare just dissipated away.
She flicked her tongue on the eyelids and his innermost demons, his anger, his aggression and most of all his barbaric inner-self left him, leaving nothing but a soothing serenity in its wake.
He opened his eyes and looked up at her. There was nothing but pure and unadulterated love in her eyes and suddenly he saw his own reflection in them. He wanted to touch her but he could do nothing but stare at her flushed face and heavy breathing.
