Riddhima spun quickly in his direction, her hands clapping over her bared chest as she heard a voice drawled from behind her. And as she guessed, the voice belonged to Vansh who leaned against one side of the wall in the bathroom. His shoulder was propped against it, his inside leg curled casually around the outer, and his chestnut eyes were fixed on her intently. She squeaked, her eyes wide with panic as she took in the sight of him
The trace of his eyes over her naked upper half made Riddhima swallow thickly. Standing almost naked in front of a man was so embarrassing. And there was Vansh, her love. The moment was supposed to be enthusiastic, hot but his furious, shameless eyes left no chance for her to be anything else but nervous.
She quickly braced her thoughts and snapped, "What the hell you doing, Vansh?"
"Is this something you should be asking me? I'm having my life ruined or what. Congratulations!!" He informed her snidely. He takes one, two, three determined steps toward her. He walks with the confidence of a skilled predator, his eyes a stormy sea that pin her to the spot.
"Whatever for?" Riddhima questioned sounding stunned.
"You cost a life. Pleased now?" He scoffed, coming closer until he stood just a few feet away from her.
Her chocolate eyes widened. "Excuse me? Did you lose your head?"
"On account of yourself. Damn it"
"Look, I'm sorry for daring to use your bathroom, " She shouted back at him, "but if the sight of me so ruins your life, feel free to piss off, Singhania."
He didn't answer and from the way, his eyes dragged down the length of her body from her loose curls all the way to the tips of her pink-painted toes, she had the strangest sense that he liked what he saw.
"I don't have anywhere to go anymore until I take you."
"Oh my goodness, Vansh. You're... arghh! Go away. Look, I'm not done. yet and I need the damn privacy for goodness. you got the point?"
His lips pulled into a mean little smirk, as though he was amused by her protests; as though he relished the challenge it might be to make her agree to be his. "I didn't. You haven't completely ruined my life. Why would I leave before that?"
"It seems as if someone is interested in looking at the body nearly naked without shame. Isn't it? But listen I'm not shameless," she shrieked, and she almost let go of her breast to plant her hands on her hips in annoyance before realising what she was doing.
Riddhima, in heartbeat, positioned them back when saw his eyes lingering over there, making her go all red in shyness. He averted his eyes off her. "Uhh, I'm sorry. But listen, I'm not about to take off in here if you're watching this sight of me and yet complaining around,"
"Complaining -! When?" He sounded, looking bewildered.
"At this moment," Riddhima finished hotly. "You don't know what you did say?" She breathed with impatience. and stomped her foot for emphasis.
"I know what I said," He cut her off. "But now that you've messed up this already, you might as well as proceed the attack even further and seduce.." He snapped furiously, ready for more but Riddhima was quick to intercept.
"Haww! It's a real embarrassment. According to you, I'm seductress, right?"
Vansh bit his lips, salivating them and looked at her eyes, frowning. "Over and above all doubt. How come you haven't locked the fucking door then? You know there's someone who could show up and it's me. Even you aren't bothering to use the towel for covering your beauty. Would you mind telling me the reason? Seductress!"
Riddhima frowned up at him.
"Achhhaa, and what about yours? You're the one invading my bath, Rai. I wasn't aware you were here. You're only on your towel itself. something want to say about that? Aren't you seducing me?" She pointed out.
"My shirt is on and this is my room, I'm free to do what I want. Also, I never know you were here to ruin my pretty much good-going life otherwise. You can't just begin stripping infront of men and not expect him to be intrigued"
"I see, VR is intrigued? But that's no concern of mine, nor did I made mistake as well."
"Girls don't put up with their mistakes for millions of years. I'm not expecting you to take the slip. So, let it be."
"Glad you did, now get off. " she.
Vansh shook his head, denying, coming slowly closer and beginning to unbutton his shirt. "Not in the least. I need you. I'm never going to get that image out of-" he removed his shirt and tossed it on the floor, "-my head. You can't just ruin me and stride away without letting me touch mine girl."
"Mine?"
"Yes, mine. You're mine now. And I won't rest until I've seen and tasted every inch of you when I got the whole clue that you want me too."
"Aren't you ruining me now, VR?"
He ignored the comment, and Riddhima frowned at him when he was as bare-chested as her.
"Tit for tat" He whispered huskily before sandwiching her body between him and the wall and intertwining his fingers with hers. "You deserve that, don't you, sweetheart?"
As he looked upon her, Riddhima was suddenly overcome with stifling irritation and annoyance. His smug smile outraged her, not that she was complaining, his smile never gets failed to make her heart smile. This time, albeit, this is going off-limit. How did he dare to do something like that to her? She wanted nothing more than to pummel her hand into the sinful face, where it belonged. This man deserves to get a slap. "Damn! I'm gonna scratch your ass and suck your bloods if you didn't."
His smile became positively predatory, as he rasped, "besides that blood-sucking thing, I'd like you to do that."
"Smug, pompous bastard!! forget what you've seen and be on your way. I'm not a per cent interested in ruining your life, thank you very much."
"I'm not going anywhere," he repeated. "Not until I get what I want."
Riddhima narrowed her eyes at him.
"Which is what, exactly?"
He smirked, "I think you've heard."
"I do not." She was quick to retort.
Riddhima felt her face warm. Her cheeks flushed and self-consciously averted her eyes, which prompted him to chuckle amusedly, before murmuring. "I'll show you the way."
Her lips parted, but any words she might have mustered were silenced to ignorance when his lips crashed hungrily against hers. Claiming, and branding, all-consuming. Immediately, her mind—scattered burn from the ignition of his touch—refused to protest and accepted the failure. She closed her eyes, giving herself up to the intoxicating joy, the alluring temptation of his touch.
She kissed him back with equal hunger, with equal desperation and feel his smirk when she moaned softly against his lips. His arm locked around her waist, crushing her close against him and his tongue probed hers. She permitted him to enter without any second thought, letting him devour as he wanted. His tongue stroked and swirled erotically over her own. Her body was acting on impulse, pushing itself desperately up against his as she laced her arms around his neck tightly, breathless from the bruising intensity and fiery passion of his kiss. His fingers were suddenly in her hair, angling her head back further, as he briefly broke the kiss to allow her oxygen, before capturing her lips hungrily once more.
Riddhima kissed him like there would be no dawn on the surface like this was their final moment of existence.
Suddenly, she pushed back, wide-eyed, breathing heavily, desire mirrored in her gaze but staying away –at least for now– was important. "Vansh, no, Everybody's out there, they can hear us."
He grinned, smooching her lips again for a second, "the room has soundproofing."
She glared at him. "I have your mother waiting for me."
"Correction, not for you, for my fiancée"
"Fiancée?"
"Yup, You're mine now. Mine to love. Mine to devour. Mine to enjoy. So, I'll get it official and have a minimum of 20-25 babies with you."
She stared at him open-mouthed, the mixture of surprise and enthusiasm whirling inside. The thought of marrying him did nothing to suppress the excitement in her heart through. On other hand, mentioning 20-25 children shocked her, this man was even real? "Are you insane or something? I'm a woman, not baby maker. We'll have only two. Beyond that, you get fired."
His lips stretched into a thin smirk and his fingers brushed over her neck, shuddering her throughout. "Aww, that means you're all set. Aren't you, Seductress?"
"Wait, I-" she disregarded the warmth in her flushed cheeks as she finished embarrassedly, "I didn't."
"You have to accept the truth, sweetheart."
"Nothing like that to accept."
His eyebrows drew together. "Have I ever given you the impression of being the type of man who doesn't get his way? Do I seem like I can live with not having everything I want?"
Unknowingly, a smile graced her lips. "You won't do anything without my consent, not even kiss. There's no question about it."
His heart sink in happiness, his joy knew no bounds when he heard her and saw her gleaming eyes. He couldn't find a lie inside them. His Riddhima was sure. Fear erupted, though, inside him. Did he was worthy of her trust? "I did kiss you, love. It was forced through."
As he completed, he received a hard smack on the shoulder and a yell from her.
"I kissed you back, dumb-ass. I never protested"
"Ouchh!" he whined, chuckling. "Liar"
Folding her arms across her chest, she said, "Okay, The only reason I protested was that we can't do here anything with your family outside waiting for me."
He gave him a malicious smirk. "I see, my family's fear is stopping you, darling?"
'Now, he deserves to smash," She groaned inwardly. And she drew a deep breath, attempting to calm herself. "Understand what you want, get out of here."
"All right, but remember, you will never escape me. Never."
Riddhima inclined her head in a nod and takes his hand in her and gives him a gentle and reassuring squeeze. "I have no intention of that. Promise"
His lips twitched into the widest smile she had ever seen at that.
Vansh turned away from her and began to slide off from the restroom until her pleading voice reached him.
"Vansh."
He gestured 'what?' through eyes.
"I forgot to take towel, Can you bring it up, please?
He chewed his tongue at the memory, a sheepish grin adorned uponlips. "Ohh. I almost lost track of what brought me here. Sorry."
"Meaning what?"
"Mhm, I saw you go inside the room. The moment I walked into the room, I noticed you didn't have a towel with yourself so considered giving."
Riddhima blinked once, twice, her mind scrambling to process the meaning of this.
She shook her head in astonishment. "Was this encounter planned ahead of time??
"Aye."
"You!!"
Vansh laughed softly and pecked her lips. "Aren't you getting late now, love?"
"Take this"
He let go of his towel and dropped to her hand, standing stark naked against her, smirking. He clearly has no modesty or is doing it on purpose to enact a reaction out of her.
Riddhima closed her eyes, breathing became ragged. She can't look at him. It would arouse her more further. Damn it. Her body has no intention of listening to her, instead her brain was intrigued in imagining his dick, she saw a moment ago.
"Born bastard. I hate you!"
His eyes glint with amusement, his lips curve into a pleased grin. "Liar."
"I mean it. I hate you"
"Love you too."
He strode in the bedroom, then, chuckling on her antics.
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The End...