Wicked Desires

chapter 19

Authors note : Hey everyone, I have started to continue this story. My other story. " the monster king" is finished now so all updates will be dedicated solely to this book only. The updates will be every weekend. I have clubbed up the previous chapters to make it easier to read. Thank you all who has been extremely kind and patient.

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Reyansh stood frozen, his expression briefly betraying a flicker of shock as his face paled, almost snake-like, while he rifled through Kriya's belongings. His hand hesitated on a small box, the sight of which seemed to drain the color from him. Kriya, standing behind him, wore a look of confusion, her brow furrowed with unspoken questions.

Realizing the shift in the air, Reyansh quickly pushed the box back into the closet, his movements rigid but deliberate, as he tried to smooth his features into a calm, unreadable mask. He turned slowly to face her, forcing a tight-lipped smile, though the unease in his eyes was hard to hide.

"Hi!" Reyansh blurted, his voice a touch too high as he forced a casual tone. "You're here," he added, trying to sound nonchalant.

Kriya crossed her arms and gave him a perplexed look. "This is my room, Reyansh," she replied, her voice steady as she moved further inside, her gaze not leaving him.

Reyansh cleared his throat and took a few steps forward, trying to mask his unease with a calmer demeanor. "I—I came here looking for you," he said, more composed now, though the slight stammer betrayed his earlier tension.

Kriya raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced by his sudden shift in composure.

"I'll take my leave for now," Reyansh muttered, his voice tight as he hurriedly made his way out of the room. Once outside, he exhaled sharply, leaning against the wall as his mind raced. Those photos—why did Kiara have them? And those handwritten pages... what were they about?

A shadow of suspicion clouded his thoughts. Could little Miss Kriya be hiding some deep secrets? he mused, a sly smirk creeping across his lips.

"Don't worry, baby girl," he whispered to himself, his voice low and laced with intrigue. "I'll uncover every secret you've tucked away... just like I know every inch of your body."

The more secretive she became, the more he relished the challenge of unraveling her life. She was a mystery he couldn't resist—shy and reserved on the outside, but with layers of intrigue hidden beneath. Every glance, every guarded word only fueled his obsession.

She was like a puzzle, and he was determined to solve it. All I need is another chance, he thought, eyes gleaming with wicked curiosity. One more opportunity to dig a little deeper, and I'll uncover everything this little vixen has been hiding from me.

His footsteps echoed down the corridor as his mind raced. I'll wait for the perfect moment, when she feels safe, and then... Reyansh's smirk deepened. I'll strike. I'll slip back into her world unnoticed, learn everything she holds close, everything she's afraid to reveal.

The idea thrilled him. He relished the thought of watching her unravel, piece by piece, under his control. He didn't need brute force. No—he preferred the slow game. Manipulation, deceit, and stealth—those were his weapons.

She'll never even see it coming, he thought with a dark satisfaction. One more opportunity is all I need. Then, all her little secrets will be mine, and she'll realize there's no escape from me.

His obsession with Kriya wasn't just about power anymore—it had turned into a game, a hunt. And Reyansh? He planned to enjoy every moment of it.

Kriya exhaled slowly as Reyansh disappeared from the room, leaving behind an uneasy feeling. It had already been an exhausting night—Xavier had been grating on her nerves endlessly, and the house she was staying in felt far from comforting. She couldn't shake the confusion over Reyansh's strange behavior. Was he searching for something? she wondered, her mind buzzing with questions she had no answers to.