Chapter 3
This one is a little short. As I am writing exams wish me luck guys this one is for you
Please not we will be diving into more into the past in the next chapters
ENJOY
Mehek laced her fingers into his coat, the sound of his heart beat drummed softly against her ear. The realization of what she did hit her like a cold bucket of water had been thrown on her face. She took a step back and looked, up into his eyes. They were so dark and fathomless that Mehek wondered if it were possible to drown in them. She shakily pushed herself away from him, not before she saw the dangerous smirk that graced his lips.
"A wife should cling to her husband when she is scared. He said touching her cheek. Mehek pushed his hand away and looked around. Trying to distract herself from thinking of him.
"You know that I saw you once before He said slowly, He had a small smile on his lips as he thought of it.
"Your idiotic uncles were blocking the road and I had stopped, behind you, they were arguing and arguing with the officer but you got off the car and apologised sweetly Mehek was unsure how to react she listened curiously but acted as though she was not physically.
"It reminded me of an angel, dressed in white and blue. Who spoke sweetly as she looked
"When was this?
"About a year before Mohit came to work for me. I thought I would never see you again. Life moved on that was until that party. I saw you, again
"Are you trying to say you fell in love with me
He began to laugh. It was cold and empty.
"No, Mehek. I don't believe in love. You don't get in life where I am, with believing nonsense. I never wanted someone more than in that moment I saw you there Mehek looked at him with indifference, she saw something in his eyes change but only for a split second before hardening.
"Well now you have me, how long more do I have to be your wh**e? She asked plainly, her eyes spat fire at him.
"You make it as dirty as you want my sweet. Where is that sweet Mehek who was soft and meek
"She died the minute you forced your way into her life Mehek walked towards the door leaving him behind and walked inside.
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Mehek was half asleep, on a sofa when, she heard Shaurya come back inside. She looked up at the clock and her stomach shifted uncomfortably. She closed her eyes and feigned sleep. She heard some shuffling around her and then the sound of a zipper open. Mehek's fists clenched and her brow creased with tension.
She felt him near her. Her eyes flew open as she got a strong whiff of a distinctly female perfume. She scrunched her nose in disgust and sat up. He was drunk, she noted, he had opened his shirt and the front of his pants.
"You are disgusting Mehek said waking up, to side step him. He grabbed her wrist.
"What would we call you? He slurred, He wobbled a little pushing her off-balance. Mehek fell into the sofa with him on top of her.
"I can smell the girl you were with get off me Mehek said pushing him away, angry tears began to form. Shaurya looked at her for a second, Mehek felt as if he was no longer drunk and the moment seemed to have sobered him.
Mehek pushed him away.
"I don't want anything to do with you. Don't touch me She said standing up. Within in seconds he was standing and his arms were around her waist holding her from behind against him.
"I wasn't with anyone else He said kissing her shoulder. Mehek tried to push his hand away.
"Don't touch me Mehek said twisting as best as she could away from me.
"Mehek I really was not with anyone He repeated. She turned and looked at him. His eyes were clear, as the night sky. She blinked and tried to recollect what she had been thinking of. His hands held her close against him.
He kissed her, gently. That night. Things began to change. Mehek felt herself begin to change.
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Mehek was sitting drinking a cup of coffee wearing one of Shaurya's jackets. She hated all the clothing he had bought her and found them either far to revealing or far to fancy. She had resorted to stealing his clothes.
Feeling far more comfortable in them. Mehek heard the door open and looked up, He looked around and then when he spotted her his shoulders sagged. Mehek pretended not to notice and peered into the book she had been looking at.
"It is freezing outside He said, locking the door.
"You know when I leave and go out you should lock the door Mehek He told her pulling of his gloves and outer coat. He went into the kitchen and placed canned foods in the cupboard. Mehek cupped her chin and looked at him. He was handsome, model level handsome. He could easily have posed for magazines she mused. He raised a brow at her staring but said nothing. Mehek felt disappointed with her body, the amount of times he had her sometimes amazed her. How was he not already tired of her? The dull ache she felt in her chest and core whenever he looked at her seemed to have intensify every time he looked at her. Mehek began to find his eyes easier to read, when he allowed her to read them. Most of the time, he seemed to just watch her every move with unashamed desire and the rest of the time he became guarded and reluctant to face her.
"Well if someone came in and killed me, I guess they would be doing me a favour
"There are worse things than murder He said pushing his hair back and exhaling. His nostrils flared. He was angry. Mehek bit her lip uncomfortably, he was right. But she could not bring herself admit it.
"You will lock the door always. When I am not here He ordered. Mehek glared at him evenly.
"Can I lock you out too? She asked sweetly. He threw the grocery bag into the bin and slowly walked towards her.
"God are you dumb? Not everything is about having the last word. Grow up Mehek He said irritated.
"I am going to go do some work, don't come by the study. I want to be alone He ordered again.
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It was late in the afternoon, when Mehek heard Shaurya come out of his study. His eyes seemed tired and his expression was still lethal. She avoided him carefully and to their bedroom. She laid down and closed her eyes.
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Mehek woke up unable to move. Her hair was trapped against something. Shaurya. His leg was in-between her own and his muscular arm held her against his bare body. His head seemed to be using her hair as pillow, trapping her to him even in his sleep. Her middle ached undeniably against the warmth of his thigh. She tried to ignore it but after wiggling a few times, she heard him, inhale.
He kissed her neck and pressed his erection against her hip. Mehek could not help but sigh when his thumb lightly grazed the edge of her breasts.
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Mehek woke up alone. He was still annoyed with her she noted when the whole place was empty. He had gone out again. Guiltily she went to the door and pushed the lock in and noticed it was already in.
He had locked her in. Mehek walked backwards in disbelief.
"Mata Rani why have you married me to this pagal She said looking skywards.
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Mehek sat near the door and waited. It was mid-day before Shaurya came back. He looked surprised to see her sitting by the door. She stood up angrily.
"How dare you lock me inside?
"If you won't take precautions. I will have to keep you safe any means necessary. He said angrily.
"You are insane. Who do you think you are?
"Shaurya Khanna and you are my wife. My wife will always be a vulnerability in my armour that I have to protect
"I will not be locked in the house. I will not be controlled
"Are you forgetting how much I have paid to bring you into my life. I will not allow you to endanger yourself, And that is final. If you ever try anything stupid, mujse bura koi nahi hoga
"You already are the worst
"You did not say that when you were clinging to me, begging me to touch you last night Mehek looked away ashamed. He smirked dangerously, his hands touched her shoulders than ran down her arms making her shiver uncomfortably.
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Mehek touched her toiletry bag and winced as there were only a few birth control pills left. Her Chachiji had gotten her, her last prescription, when her periods were being so uncontrollable that they had left her with no other choice. She had picked up her prescription, a day before she married him. In secret, she was unsure what he thought about children and asking him did not seem like a good idea.
There was only enough to last her the week, and he had extended their stay another two weeks. He had never used protection with her. Mehek heard the door open and shoved them deep into her bag. He walked in and went to his wardrobe.
"How long are we staying again? Mehek asked trying to sound light.
"Another two weeks. I have a surprise for you He said smiling, Mehek did not smile back and looked at the floor. If she slept with him in those two weeks and got pregnant she would always be tied to him.
Always.
"Would you mind if I went out shopping? Mehek asked, his eyes widened.
"I thought you said. You would never accept anything from the spawn of Satan yet you wear his clothes a lot He said in a dry tone. Mehek ignored his comment and pulled his jacket closer around her, it was warm and comfortable, ignore him. A little voice in her head reminded her it also smelled like him but ignored it.
"Whatever, so can I go? She asked again. This made him raise his brow.
"My Mehek doesn't ask for anything. I am a little confused here. What are you planning? Do you want to speak to the thankless Sharma's or runaway? His eyes narrowed on her. At the mention of her family, Mehek frowned, she missed them so much.
"Don't speak about my family like that Mehek said sadness injecting into her tone.
"What else do you call them?
"Stop it Mehek said shaking her head.
"Fine, I will take you shopping don't pull your face and cry now Shaurya said rolling his eyes. Mehek whitened. She needed to go alone.
"I want to go alone
"You cannot Mehek. You are in a foreign place, you don't know anyone. I cannot let you go alone it is just not safe Mehek looked at the bag and closed her eyes what was she going to do?
What if he found out and decided that he would stop her birth control and what if she than grew pregnant? She would have to be with him forever. He would control their child the way he controlled her.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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