The Imperial Love

"Avantika I said sit back here." his voice roared in the room,

What does he think of himself ?
I'm not scared of you, you handsome Dinosaur.

Handsome Dinosaur? Where did it even come from?

"Avantika didn't you hear me?"

"No. No I won't sit back. You, you always do this, you yelled at me in front of the entire family. I don't want to talk to you."

What does he think ha ? He will treat me like this and then persuade me easily with the extremely handsome face.

Stop calling him Handsome. He is not handsome. Yes not handsome.

But Hot. Ughhhh stop.

"Listen Avantika, I know you are mad at me, but..."

"But what?" I snapped at him, crossing my arms.

O-Oh. Wrong move.
His jaw clenched, he narrowed his eyes at me while coming closer, I gulped as I was now trapped between him and the wall, with his face too close to mine,

"Use that tone one more time with me, and I won't hesitate throwing you on bed and showing you who got the power here."

"Abh..Abhimaan..."

"Maan" Huh?

"As I'm going to kiss you now, you should call me Maan. I love it when you call me that."

And before I could react his lips were on me, sucking them harshly while his hand wrapped around my neck kissing the hell out of me.

Oh God. This kiss feels,

Imperial.