Enslaved by Love

CHAPTER 4

Next day, Mehek's mother-in-law left for her native village. Though she told their neighbour's some silly reason, Mehek knew Ajay had given her piece of his mind last night. She was angry at her son for being henpecked and left in anger declaring she is cutting all ties with them. Both Ajay and Mehek knew it was temporary as Pammi Aunty usually returns after few days. Mehek felt peaceful at home and was glad that she left. Ajay was also in good spirits as most of his problems were solved. 

Mehek went to her job. As usual she bid farewell to her colleagues while her shift ended . While she walked to the bus stop, she had an eerie feeling of being watched. She looked behind several times to ensure she is not been followed. 'Stop being paranoid', she scolded herself. A red hatchback stopped near her and she anxiously looked to find the driver inside it. "Mehek, come in", she was relieved to hear Ajay's voice. "Ajay, whose car is this?", she asked. "A friend of mine. I borrowed it for a day. It's been long since we spend some quality time. Let's go for a drive", Ajay told. Mehek smiled and got in . She leaned to Ajay's shoulder. He kissed her forehead and nuzzled her hair naughtily.

Few meters away, a man noticed it all while sitting in his expensive black sedan. Half of his face was covered with a fashionable mask, customized to match his well-cut suit. He controlled his angry when he saw her getting closer to another man.

Ajay stopped infront of a shopping mall and gave her a packet, "It's for you. Now go get changed as we are going to a party". Mehek found a purple dress in it. She quickly changed and came back. Ajay watched her walking to him. She had left her hair open and applied light make-up. The dress suited her curves and she looked pretty. Ajay couldn't help but admire his wife. "You look lovely", he praised her and kissed her knuckles making her blush, "I love you Mehek". "I love you too, Ajay" , she went to his arms and pecked his cheek.

'She looks pretty in it', the guy in sedan mused. A pair of stilettos would have completed the look, still the flat pumps she wore suited her. The half sleeved ankle length dress didn't expose much of her skin however he couldn't help thinking about the body beneath it. She was plump but had her curves. She didn't have a perfect figure. He had seen better bodies and more beautiful faces yet he craved for her. He couldn't explain the reason behind it. He had the urge to punch the guy who kissed her hands and steal her away from him. He wanted to kiss those forbidden lips senselessly until she begged for mercy.

Mehek was extremely happy. After long she got to spend some time alone with Ajay. Her problems seemed to fade away. After their short drive, he took her to a discotheque where his friend Mohit was throwing a party. Mohit and Sonal were good friends of the couple. Sonal and Mehek used to study in same college. Party was given to celebrate Sonal's bagging a new job. Mehek felt a bit bad as she was unable to finish her studies and secure a good but she was happy for Sonal. They drank, danced and had good time. Mehek felt relaxed to let get hair down and enjoy. 

Towards the end, Mehek was too drunk and they suggested to spend the night in the hotel. Ajay was worried for Mehek and asked bartender for a doctor. The experienced man told him not to worry, just a good shower & nice sleep is all she needs to get well. They got a room and Ajay made her sleep on the bed. After ensuring they are settled comfortably, Mohit and Sonal left. 

As Ajay was getting ready to sleep, Mehek became restless and mumbled vigorously in her sleep. He was unable to pacify her and finally carried her to the shower. The cold shower brought her back to her senses though still a bit tipsy. She felt embarrassed and apologized to Ajay. He brushed it aside and asked her to relax.

Mehek had worn the bath robe and was trying to dry her hair. She hung her wet dress carefully to let it dry. Ajay was browsing through some music channels. She stood before the mirror rubbing some moisturizer on her skin, listening to the song that played on the television

Ajay came and hugged her from behind. She saw his reflection in the mirror and could clearly read his intentions from his eyes. Their physical proximity always brought her pleasure however tonight she was nervous when he nipped her shoulder. 

Ajay is a gentle lover, always considerate of her. She knew a single word of protest from her is enough for him to withdraw. But she couldn't push him away either. It would be unfair on him to forbid his rights on her. He played with her damp hair and gently undid knot of the robe while placing soft kisses on her shoulder. "I missed you, baby", he whispered seductively before capturing her lips and falling into bed.

Mehek felt her skin crawl when Ajay adored her with his kisses. She laid lifelessly beneath him. Ajay has gone too far to notice her irresponsiveness. Mehek closed her eyes and prayed it to be over soon. In the end when he pulled away after being sated, she realised painfully the truth. The truth that she was ruined. Shaurya has ravaged her for anyone else, even for her husband.

It was past midnight. Mehek felt parched. She looked around and found Ajay sleeping peacefully. She decided to get some ice from ice machine and went outside. While she was picking ice cubes, he heard his voice, "Rough night, honey ?". She froze. She didn't turn but knew to whom that deep voice belonged to. 

"Hope who had a great time with him. How was he in bed? Better than me?", Shaurya asked. He kept his hands on either side of her, caging her between him and the machine. "C'mon , don't be shy , you can tell me. We are friends, aren't we Shanaya? ", he toyed with her. Mehek finally regained her voice, "I am sorry. I think you are mistaking me for someone else", she ducked and paced to her room. Mehek released her breath only after reaching the room and locking it firmly.