chapter 11

Arsh's POV

"Okay. You can go home but in one condition. I want you to be forever mine, for that we should get married". I said to her and her expression was priceless hearing me.

"What?" She almost shouted.

"I don't want to be near anywhere you. I won't agree to that" She said and her face was as red as tomato.

"If you don't want this marriage to happen then you can't go anywhere but to stay here with me in this house forever. I won't let you go" I said stepping towards her.

"You have two options. Let's get married and stay with me as my wife with respect, if not stay here as my mistress. The choice is yours" I said shrugging my shoulders and standing in her personal space.

The next moment her hand landed on my cheek.

The air crackled with unspoken tension of her bold stunt. My eyes darkened with a stormy mix of shock and fury. I clenched my jaw as I struggled to contain the tempest of emotion swirling inside me. People fear even to look into my eyes and speak, and this naive girl slapped me which was totally unexpected for me.

Change in my demeanor made her understand what she has done. Her fearful eyes spoke her thoughts louder. I moved toward her and she moved backwards. This happened till her back slammed the wall behind her. The ocean blue eyes were full of tears ready to spill anytime.

Her hands clutched her dress as she looked down. I placed my both hands each side of her head on the wall and caged her. She was terrified to be in that position. "Move back. What are you doing" Turning her face to a side she pushed me with both hands but I didn't budge.

Instead I held her nape of the neck and yanked her face. I looked in to her eyes drowning into them. She punched my chest with her small fist to free herself from my hold. But I held her more tightly giving her more pressure on her neck which made her frown in pain. Tears were rolling down from her eyes wetting her chubby cheeks. She was trying her best to push me back but I yanked her face further and captured her lips. Her soft juicy lips against my dark rough one. Now she was struggling more to release herself, hitting my shoulders and pushing me continuously. But I was lost in her strawberry like lips. Tasting them and punishing them I was loosing my control as my other hand snaked around her waist which she tried to remove immediately. Her lips were warm and inviting me to explore more and more. Tilting her head to a side I deepened the kiss looking for an entrance. But she sealed her lips in to a thin line blocking me away. Nibbling her lower lip with mine I demanded for an entrance but she remained the same which made me frustrated. I removed my hand from her neck and held jaw and squeezed her cheeks. Her mouth pouted and I entered in to her devouring each corner inside. The need for her increasing each passing second and she was struggling hard to stop whatever I am doing with her.

Her hard punches landed on my chest now and she was trying to push my face away. Suddenly I felt her movements stopped I loosed my grip on her and she collapsed in my arms. I was lost in the kiss and didn't realize she was out of her breath.

Cursing myself I carried her to the bed and made her lay down. Covering her self with the duvet I watched her face. She was looking like a mess but, a beautiful one. Her breathing became steady. Fresh tears were still on her cheeks making them wet. Her lips were swallowed and bruised. Looking at her condition I regretted what I did to her few minutes ago.

What she did boiled my anger that I lost my control and punished her. I don't have any idea what she is doing to me. Her mere presence makes my heart skip a beat. The excitement I feel whenever I see her and the desire to spend each and every minute withe her is incredible feeling I have ever felt. I feel like a teenage boy who is in love. She drives me crazy to an extent where I loose my sense. I don't understand what I feel for her is just an attraction or am I lusting over her or is it an infatuation. But the need of her is so strong which will last forever.

It's not a good idea to keep her like this here and the plan of kidnapping her was not on my list. But the news of her leaving somewhere to escape me infuriated me. How can I let her leave me like that when she has fully consumed my thoughts, mind and heart with her innocence. If her family had listened to me, she would be at home peacefully right now. They made me do this.

She dosed off when we were on our way to my mansion. I carried her to my room and made her lay down on my bed. Seeing her sleeping form made my nerves relax. I felt calmness and peace sleeping beside her. The excitement of breathing the same air in my room made me the happiest person. And I want to enjoy this feeling in my entire life. I don't want to loose her, for that I must make her mine legally. I found marriage is the only solution which will lock her with me forever, and I made my decision.

The moment she slapped me, all the anger rushed through my nerve system and blinded my sense. Her closed proximity and her lily scent made it even worse that I ended up capturing her lips in to a painful kiss.

I sat on the sofa waiting for her to wake up while going through my mails. I had an important meeting with my men about that bastard Simon Volkov. I have appointed a team to find his location. I have to get rid of him as he is testing my patience. So I left home very early in the morning. When I came back I found her asking help to escape here from one of my maid.

Shuffling in the bed I found her awake. She sat up and found me looking at her. Seeing me, her eyes produced a new set of tears. I stood up from the sofa and she scooted her self to the headboard of the bed. Pouring the water to a glass from the jug which was on the table, I handed her the water and she took it without looking at me. She drank the water in one go and kept the glass on the beside table.

"I have brought you lunch, get up and eat it. After that we can talk about you going back home " I said to her and placed the plate of fried rice with chicken devel on bedside table as I sat on the sofa to resume my mail work on phone.

Without a word she took the plate and ate her food without any leftover. She must be starving. Drinking the water from the same glass she stood up.

I opened the door to balcony and stepped out lighting a cigarette. I am not a chain smoker but I need a cigarette sometimes whenever I am stressed on something.

I stood against the railing as I blew the big puff of smoke in the air. She was still standing at the same place looking at my way.

"We will be leaving here in 15 minutes to your home. Come down when you're ready". I said her and dashed out of the room.

To be continued •••