Standing in the dimly lit room, facing Ankita, I took a deep breath.
"Uhmm, honestly, I don't know how to confess to you, Ankita," I said, my heart pounding in my chest.
The room was sparsely decorated with yellow balloons, her favorite color. It all happened so fast that I couldn't make it perfect. I hoped she would appreciate the effort.
"What is it, Aryan?" she asked, her eyes wandering around the room.
I gathered my courage and looked straight into her eyes. "I love you, Ankita," I confessed sincerely.
Her body stiffened at my words, and she looked at me with numb eyes.
I gave a small smile and continued, "I myself don't know how and when it happened, but I started falling for you, Ankita. I realize that I can't live with-"
Before I could finish, she slap me hard, shocking me. I looked back at her, holding my burning cheek.
She was looking at me with teary eyes."Ankita," I murmured in shock.
"How could you, Aryan? I didn't expect you to stoop so low," she said, her innocent eyes now filled with pure disgust.
I tried to explain, "Ankita, you're misunderstanding everything. I-"
"Do you even know what relationship I share with you? I'm your brother's wife, your bhabhi, for God's sake! And you're lusting after your own bhabhi?" she spat at me, her words cutting deep.
My entire body froze, and my eyes blurred with tears. I took a step back, the painful lump in my throat making it hard to speak.
Is loving someone such a crime nowadays? What's my fault? Can anyone tell me? My intentions were never wrong. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my emotions in check.
Destiny has given her a second chance to experience love again. Now, let's see what Ankita will do-𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬.
Vindictive words of your beloved hurts the most. At first you are taken aback. You won't believe its from them. It cause unbearable pain at first but pain doesn't lessen in second, third and so on time. As the time passes intensity of the pain increased and at one point either you completely succumbed or became immune to every emotion.
This is story of Vindictive Akshay and headstrong Smita.
"I'll do as I please. Who are you to stop me? "Anger radiating from each cell of Smita. Her eyes were shooting daggers and pupils dilated.Nostrils were flared, muscles clenched and fist is ready to hit him.
" Ah my feisty princess is back. "he remarks.
" I am not yours infact I never was. "she snapped.
He took calculative steps towards her and holds her waist tightly with one hand.
" What are you doing?" Smita struggles in his arms. She moved her hands vigorously to free herself from his grip but no avail his grip tightened on her waist. He pulled her towards him. Her breast were touching his bare torso. Her each movement now igniting raw passion and desire. Her breath became uneven and her struggle subsides.Its good for her as her efforts is sterile in compare to his strength. His hand touched her neck and stopped at her chin. He lifts her chin and looked directly into her eyes.
"kiss me. "he ordered her.
His words felt like venom. It felt like someone pour molten lava in her ears. She tries to push him away but his grip strengthens.
"You will kiss me today sweetheart. "his words ran shivers in her spine.
" please "came a whisper from her.
" You can leave AFTER KISSING ME" his emphasise words broke her hope.
She stands on her tip toes, hold his face in her hands and placed her lips on his. His hand caressed her hairs and pulled her closer. He took all she have. When they were breathless he broke the kiss.
"Forever mine, all mine, mine only . "he remarked.
"Never yours."
English is not my first language so you may witness grammatical errors.