"What do you mean I was gifted to you?"
"It is not good to eavesdrop but you heard it right. You are a gift that was forcefully imposed on me."
"Y-You... are.... lying..."
"Am I? You know what? Gift is a very fancy term for you. 'Trash' suits you be...
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"Bang!"
I froze in my spot as my eyes zeroed in on the mouth of a gun pointed in front of my face; just an inch away. That was all I could see. I gulped nervously and moved my head back when I processed what was happening.
Yuvaan was holding the gun and smiling from ear to ear. He looked like he would shoot any minute. I quickly shifted away and my back hit the headrest. I glanced between the gun and my husband.
"Are you scared?" he asked in a voice which seemed mocking to me.
I nodded my head and he smirked. "You should be."
What was he talking about?
He looked all over me and then shifted closer. I scooted away on instinct and he grabbed my right hand. He yanked me closer; our faces just inches apart. I could feel his hot breath on my face.
I should have been scared since he had a gun in his hand, but my mind-body co-ordination was malfunctioning. My mind was signalling me to move away but my body was reacting on its own.
Yuvaan brought his right hand up and put the gun on my temple. I shivered as the cold metal touched my skin. He moved the gun to my cheek slowly and then stopped under my jaw. He titled my face up and then ran the weapon along my neck.
He tightened his grip on my hand when he sensed me flinching. He trailed the gun over my chest and I took a sharp intake of breath. He let out a deep chuckle at my reaction but didn't let me go.
Yuvaan removed the saree's pallu aside and pointed the muzzle at my heart. He looked at me with a cold expression as his eyes twinkled with something which can only be described as sinistrous.
I was too shocked to say anything. My whole body was trembling but no word came out of my mouth. I was fucking scared.
"Should I pull the trigger?" he asked slowly and I widened my eyes.
He was kidding, right? Was this some kind of prank he was playing?
"Say it, Reyna. Yes or no?" He titled his head to the side.
I shook my head and he dug the gun deeper in my skin. I winced and he looked like he was enjoying it. I grabbed his hand with my left one and he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"So, you don't want to die?" he asked and I nodded furiously.
"Say it!" he commanded.
"Ye-yes," I replied in a broken voice.
"Then get the fuck out of my room!" he roared and I backed away instantly.
He towered over me and grabbed my chin. "Get the hell out or I will shoot you!"
"Wh-why are y-you acting like th-this? A-are you jo-joking?" I asked with a shaking voice.
Why was he behaving like that? He was acting completely opposite from the Yuvaan I knew.
