"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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"I think it is time to show you what a man whore is," he said in a husky voice.
He wasn't serious, was he?
Yuvaan leaned down his head, but I turned my face to the side. I squirmed under him, and he tightened his hold on my wrists.
"Let me go!" I yelled. "I am not your whore for you to do anything to me!"
"Who said you are my whore?" he questioned and turned my face to the front.
"Then what the hell are you doing? Just because your mom is here, you want me to play the role of your wife? I won't sleep with you," I huffed.
"Why not? It isn't like you are sleeping with any other man, I am your husband," he said and moved his gaze on my lips.
"Husband, my foot," I grunted and tried to push him off but he was damn heavy.
He didn't reply and kept staring at my mouth. I really wanted to slap him for putting us in this position, but for that, I needed to have my hands free.
"Smile," he said.
"Excuse me?" I asked in confusion.
"I said smile. Why aren't you smiling now?" he snapped his eyes up and stared at me with a hooded expression.
"You expect me to smile when you are forcing yourself on me? Get off of me, you are fucking heavy!" I shouted at the top of my lungs and wondered why no one heard my voice when I was yelling so loudly.
"Don't hurt your throat, Reyna. This room is soundproof," he replied monotonously. "And I will let you go once you smile."
Did he lose his mind or what? Why the hell was he so adamant on making me smile?
"I won't." I shot him a glare.
"Then stay like this for the rest of the night. You can smile at Grace, Heena, Mom and even Shaurya. Then why can't you do it now?" he complained and pinched my left cheek with his hand.
What an asshole!
"You will let me go if I do it?" I questioned, trying to judge what exactly was going on in his mind.
He nodded and reduced his weight on me a little. I glanced at him one more time to see if he was serious or not, and I was surprised to see him excited like a kid, his eyes twinkling and moving over my face.
Seeing no other option, I decided to do it. I curled up my lips, but he furrowed his eyebrows.
"Can't you even smile properly? It looks damn creepy; are you trying to scare me or what?" he scolded, and I tried to do it differently.
No matter what I did, he didn't look satisfied, and I was already feeling exhausted by being in the same position for the last half an hour.
