The Throne of Anu | His love

How was I supposed to choose? How could I choose between the father who gave me his name and the man who owned my soul?

Seeing me completely frozen, Aaryav let out a dark, frustrated sigh.

"Let's make this easy for you... okay, baby?"

Before I could even register his words, his strong arms wrapped around me, forcefully pulling my back flush against his hard chest.

His grip was an iron cage, locking me in place.

He looked over my head toward his parents.

"Aap sab taiyari kariye mansion mein humare phero ki," Aarav commanded, his voice absolute.

"Aata hoon main bhi aadhe ghante mein... legally inko apna bana ke."

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"Kya khaya hai aapne aaj poore din mein, Anu?"

he asked, his voice deceptively calm, but laced with a dangerous edge.

"List bataiye mujhe. Ek ek cheez ki."

My heart did a tiny flip. I looked away, swallowing nervously.

"Wo... wo Gayatri Maa aur maine shaam ko chai pi thi..."

"Aur?"

Aaryav rasped, stepping closer until his knees rested against the mattress.

"Dhruv se pehle hi pooch chuka hoon main. Sach bataiye."

I looked up at him, biting my lower lip fearfully.

"Wo... garlic bread... thoda sa pizza... aur thode se nachos..."