The Billionaire's Vengeance (On Hold)

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"Rules are very simple. You follow them and your life will be smooth, but if you don't then be ready to face the consequences." He raised his arrogant brow at her in question. To confirm if she was following him so far. She nodded her head quickly for him to finish his monologue. No one and by no one, she meant no one, can make her bend according to their will. She let the guy live in dream land for a while, because she wanted the pills to take its effect on him, as soon as possible.

"There is only one rule and it is very simple, you are not to leave this room without  informing and taking the permission from-" he stopped mid sentence holding his head as if feeling dizzy, making her feel giddy in happiness , it seems as if the pills have finally started their work.

"Are you alright?" She asked him with fake concern, putting on her best innocent face.

He just nodded,  looking a bit disturbed, shaking his head as if to ward off the moment of weakness.

"Where was I? Ah ..Yes... So all you have to do is, ask me before going anywhere and when you leave, your bodyguards will follow you. So, I don't want to hear a single complain out of your mouth. The moment you leave this room, your security will tail you. Am I clear?"He asked her arrogantly, still holding his head in one hand, but the warning was still clear. Just to let him off her back for now, she nodded her head obediently. Because there is no way she was going to follow such an unreasonable rule. What did he think that she was going to steal from him and runaway off to Lala land.

"Good." Came his cryptic reply.

"Go and change your clothes, it's quiet late." Saying this he supported his back against the headboard of the bed  and closed his eyes. Making her sigh out in relief but still shock after hearing him letting her go without making any advances.

She didn't expect him to say this, seeing his dominant behaviour and the rumours circling around him. She expected him to do the worse today. But he proved her wrong, may be she didn't need to give him the pills after all. But one can never guess the likes of him, maybe it's his ploy, first to make her comfortable and then pounce on her like a predator.

Shaking her thoughts off, she quietly went to the washroom to change. And it was quiet a task with an insane amount of pins used in her hair. She changed into her comfortable pajama and t-shirt, and walked out of the washroom carying all the ornaments, except her magalsutra(marriage thread) for some weird reason she couldn't seem to take it off. She folded her six yards of saree neatly and kept it on the couch and on top of that placed all the ornaments and insane amount of pins.

She gave a look at him and he was deep asleep, thanks to the pills.
Now where should I sleep. She contemplated, cupping her waist and tapping her foot on the floor she looked around. But the only suitable place after such a tiring day seems to be the bed. Well, she could sleep there without fearing him, as it is he had occupied half the bed and the other half was vacant, for tonight this will do.

She quietly walked to the bed and lied down on it, making her bones and muscles cry out in relief; giving him a last look she found him in the same position, his back against the headboard and legs resting on the floor. She let him be and closed my eyes, welcoming the most needed sleep.