FF Ananya & the Thakur Brothers: Into the Dragons pit (END) - Page 4

Originally posted by: OtakuGirl-Debo

Anu of course...😆😉

oh good- you might be surprised or not by next chapter..

Originally posted by: daenerysnow

oh good- you might be surprised or not by next chapter..

Wonderful update Ria.

Waiting for next part eagerly.

Originally posted by: luvankit

Wonderful update Ria.

Waiting for next part eagerly.

Thanku
Let me know what you liked it and didnt like. I am bit confused where to take the story from here

Originally posted by: daenerysnow

Thanku
Let me know what you liked it and didnt like. I am bit confused where to take the story from here

There was nothing that I didn't like but what I liked most was garv's anger.

i love angry garv, so hot!

Dont we all, expect more of that. I will most likely post next chapter by the end of the week

you set the scene perfectly, i can imagine all the charcters quite vividly please continue soon

Brace yourselves for some even bolder scenes, here it is my 8th chapter thus far:

Scene 8

Steam was starting to form on the glass doors. Hot enough. Garv stripped off his outer layers and stepped in. He ran his hands over his chest and through his hair as the water came cascading down. He closed his eyes against the rush of the water, allowing his thoughts to drift over the night's events. She had outright lied to him pretending to not know the girl and ultimately spoiled his plan to get rid of her... But more than that he hadn't forgotten the look that she had exchanged with Shakti in the warehouse. He had seen something akin to awe flash across her face at Shakti's words. Garv pummelled his fists against the wall in furious rage and breathed heavily.

He brooded on it further, ignoring the increasingly scalding heat of the shower as the glass doors steamed up quickly. After a while absorbing the heat, his hand crept onto the dial and slowly switched it to off before retrieving his towel and wrapping it into a tight knot around his waist. He walked into his bedroom ruffling the excess water from his hair and flicking his head back. A knock at his door.

'Come in' he said.

Bhavna appeared at the threshold before him standing timorously. His eyes gleamed dangerously at her.

'What brings you here?' he said brusquely regarding her with a look verging on loathing.

She shrunk from his gaze and lowered her head in attempt to avoid the improper sight of him clad in nothing but a towel around his waist.

'Please, consider your brother, he loves you. He has done so much for you, please don't break your relationship with him for my sake.' She mumbled gingerly.

'I thought I gave you enough warning laundiya, get out of my sight.' She flinched at the bitterness of his manner.

'I don't care that you haven't accepted me into the family, but don't shut Adharsh out of your life, he needs you.' The faint tremor in her voice did nothing to mask the wave of fear that overpowered her. She tried to steel herself against the contemptuous look that met her and kept her rooted in place while a silence ensued. Garv strode up to her, his shadow enfolding them.

'Look laundiya, in this house you are just another woman, you better lock your door at night if you are at all concerned about your safety. You don't want someone to take advantage of your innocence.' He offered her a most bewitching smile, and the aggressive undertone veiled within his soft voice made her recoil.

At that he slammed the doors shut and walked back to his bed.

Garv sat down with lowered head while running both his hands through his damp hair, and looked up slowly at his reflection. His thoughts dwelled back on Ananya. It was her fault this family was breaking apart. Had she not intervened he would have killed that girl but it was too late now that Adharsh had openly claimed her as his wife. All her fault.

He briskly leapt off his bed and opened his door to check that the passageways were clear, before heading straight for her room. Unfortunately for her the door was unlocked and he flung it wide open finding her before the mirror, taking her earrings off. She turned around startled by his presence. He had a wild look in his eyes and gave her no time to question him as he walked right up to her seizing her by her waist. Before she could retort he kissed her fiercely on her mouth. She brought her arms up against his chest in vain attempt to push him away but he was too strong. He thrust her hard against the mirror with his upper body strength, keeping his hands firmly round her waist, the urge to tear into her was strong as he felt her delicate skin beneath his fingers and he held her like this without breaking away from his relentless kiss. As he forced her to come clashing against the mirror, her hair whipped about her, and the impact caused them to break their kiss for a split moment, she felt his hot breath as his lips brushed against hers. She tried to catch her breath then but he kissed her again greedily, and with more vigour. She fought strenuously but it only instigated him further as he pressed closer to her. Before she could even comprehend what was happening she found herself inviting him in, his touch awoke in her a dark desire. Part of her continued to protest while another part began to succumb to him. She was slowly yielding into him, relaxing her arms against his warm chest, the burning sensation she felt within increased as she responded to his kisses and their kiss intensified. She began to slide her hands slowly up his well-defined chest resting them just over his shoulders while feeling the flexing of his body as they kissed. He pressed himself against her, closing any gap between them and she felt his skin burning into hers. Their kiss became slower and deeper, giving her time to breathe in between, his hands moved adeptly along her waistline, and he pulled her into him as they kissed, his lips curled into a smile as he felt her relax into him while she wrapped her arms along his shoulders and around his neck. His kiss was intoxicating and she responded in equal measure. He explored around the inside of hers mouth with his tongue, enjoying the taste of her lips before breaking away and gazing dangerously into her eyes.

Don't defy me again', he breathed and kissed her softly once more before pulling away. He stepped back to take her in, relishing the look of longing etched in her eyes, her lips were parted, her lipstick was smudged from where he had ravished her not seconds before. Garv gazed at her with a devilish gleam in his eyes. Walking back a few steps he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand then turned away sharply and took his leave in as grand an exit as his entry was and left her standing flustered in the dark.

Ananya stood rooted to the spot still heaving for breath from the recent encounter. Without thinking she walked straight ahead and pulled the doors in before locking it up. She sunk to the floor and buried her head in her hands. What had she done? Water. Ananya walked to the bathroom and ran the shower, walking straight in caring little for drenching the sari she wore. She glanced at her reflection across the bathroom and felt instantly repulsed. He had seduced her and she had encouraged his advances. She had given way to some dark feelings within her wanting him to go further, to take her deeper and was oddly disappointed when he drew them to a sudden stop...

How could she have let him take control over her like that? How could she have allowed such feelings to surface? She grew afflicted with the discomfort that came at the aftermath of her guilty pleasure. How was she to face him now? They had overstepped a line...She wouldn't be able to view him in the same way ever again.

omggg👏 that was sooo... HOT