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Devil's Den

Part 11

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Zahran and Smriti am sorry guyz for all the delay

The slow steps led him to the large Jacuzzi in front of him, the cold marble flooring sent shivers down his raged heated body letting him a chance to calm him down. The red shone eyes, with fisted hands, his each step was showing the restless his mind and body was enduring. He need to control, he is meant to control not to lose his self control over a girl. And especially over her. He can't afford to, he have a long way to walk yet. Removing his shirt briskly, almost tearing the cotton fabric in his hands. The brisk redness in his shivering form could burn anyone with the mere look of devil in one of his worst state right now. He was angry, angry on each ounce of life over this world to let him feel this living conflict in him. With a swift move he entered inside the glass doors separating the shower from rest of the room. He held the steel rim tight in his fist for a second, he closed his eyes before opening the shower to let the cold hard water flow over his taut muscled structure, to calm the over flow of some unknown serge rushing inside him. The cold water ran madly over him, washing away the unwanted feel in his heart and mind, telling him what he is not suppose to do. He shall not let that unknown serge wash away his own existence inside him. His closed eyes acted as screen of to be flashed with those hazel brown eyes again. That pain, the hurt which was evident all over her face was clearly shown, which left him restless. His nerves were swelling with the over powering pain evident in her hazels, but he knew he need to be calm, he need to control this unknown, untold serge of emotion, emotions! Was this unknown serge a flood of emotions inside him, emotions are not meant to be in his world, he need not to show his emotions, he is deprived of them, devil's aren't suppose to follow their emotions, but mind...hell with it!...And he threw all the toiletries off the glass aside, hard on floor in anger...I won't let it happen. Ever!...he said with a determination on his self. His red lips curved in a little smirk, while an unknown glitter shinning inside his dark orbs as he opened them to dilute in the striking light, letting the darkness engulf him once again...Devil..! Devil it is, whom you dealing with. You will never know what is inside this stone heart, I won't let you...he said to himself closing his eyes again, but now not raging with it but relishing the pain of her hazels in the dark closed lids.

He was done after what seemed an hour, closing the shower knob again he opened his eyes again and here he was calm and composed again, in real terms, blank yet again, deprived of emotions, of feelings a human being is suppose to hover inside him, which he deprived himself of when he turned himself into what he is, into a devil. Heart, a muscle, ONLY a muscle, as the part of existence of a human till a human being is alive they have this muscle pumping blood in each and every cell and neuron of their body, and this was what was a work of heart inside his body, nothing but a mere muscle which is required to pump blood in him till he is alive, nothing more than this, neither he will allow his heart to overpower him, he knew the day his heart will be over power his mind, he will be finished and he won't let that happen, he can't afford to. He came back from washroom calming himself down, rubbing the excess water droplets off his head with towel only to witness her lying still in the same position the way he left her back before walking inside the washroom. Not an inch moved. Shaking his head looking at her blank face he knew what was running inside her mind. He moved away to the closed closet taking searching for his clothes he looked over his shoulder feeling her gaze over him, he caught her looking at him and gave her a smirk, only to earn a frustrated look and moved her gaze away in disgust, something bothered her he knew, but he was least interested...get ready we need to go!

She looked back to her...and what I deny...she said getting cozy with the comforter pulling it over her face with a sweet smile lingering on her lush pink lips telling her that she was damn right not to follow him, and why shall she, he was pretty much forcing her in everything, and here everything have an end, doesn't it.

You can't...he said looking back to her with confidence and a sexy smirk holding the closet door in a tight fist in hand trying not to shout at her for going against him, damn hell with her, no one in this holy shit have ever dared crossing his words and here she is straight away telling a no to him.

And why so...she asked unsure tilting her head a little above the comforter letting her eyes fall over his face peeping from the cozy den of hers, trying to figure out what was running in his mind and he moved to her direction leaving the closet door wide open as it was, aimlessly pushing his hands inside the denims looking at the floor shaking his head at the little darling of his trying to fake over smartness over him, before looking back at her.

Get ready! He demanded again

I won't...she got up the bed sitting on straight with a determined look over her face, frowning a little on his continuous blabbering now, cant he get it straight I don't wanna go with him but no he is deaf, dumb and blind to my words.

Last time am asking you! You getting ready on yourself or else!...he said a little sternly looking straight to her

Else...she asked a little scared yet giving a brave look retorting back to him, crawling over her knees coming out of the quilt standing right in front of him, keeping her hands over her small waist in a defensive way...haan!! What will you do!! Will change my clothes or what, you can't rule my life...she answered with a frowny face looking at him with pouting lips as she looked away telling him she is not ready to follow him...I said won't mean I won't...do whatever the hell you want

He smirked a little coming closer to her, bending a little still keeping his hands in his pocket not wanting to lose his last bit of control and pounce over her looking at her cute cribbing face, was a feast to his hungry eyes, he hovered over her moving close to her ear whispering in his over sexy husky tone...you asking me or suggesting it?...he asked and an unknown sensation ran down her spine as his hot breath fell over her cold skin making her shiver, while he smirk noticing the little shiver her body showed.

Beware angel, it's a devil you messing with...he bit her earlobe a little making her shut her eyes even more tighter holding her waist in a tight grip almost digging her own nails in it.

Your countdown starts...he whispered kissing the little flesh behind her ear and she opened her eyes looking at him in confusion where he continued...change it, or else, as YOU suggested...he smirked pressurizing over the word 'you' and her eyes widened in horror shutting her mouth with both her hands and he bit her cheek harder to stop the urge to take her there and then.

1...he said and her eyes almost popped out her sockets

2...he continued and she looked at him in disbelieve, knowing him he won't take a second thought to do what he said, but she can't give up on him so easily, he can't rule her, right, then why shall she give up.

And 3...he finished and her heartbeat almost stopped at her devil in front of her eyes with an intimidating look.

And your time's up...without giving a second thought she ran, ran from there holding her heart close to herself which was about to pounce back in her hands looking at the dark desire in his eyes, almost falling, stumbling twice, bumping her head hard in the closed washroom door, she rubbed her forehead making baby faces pouting over the wooden door and finally reaching and shutting the door thud cursing her devil a million times

He smirked pulling back his body as she left shaking his head at her antics running a calm hand over his head to control the urge she built in him with her cute antics, when she shouted back from the washroom in a high pitch, highly frustrated as all what was happening.

You'll regret Mr. Khurana...he smiled it off moving back to the closet taking out shots and vest, they were suppose to go to beech, they were on their honeymoon and that too city of such beautiful beaches how can he not grab the chance of it, making some fun time with his own wife! How can he let the chance slip off his hands so easy! Can he, he though and an instant reply came back...nopes!

But she was serious she knew she will have to make him pay for it else he won't get straight on his toes ever, she pulled on the shower letting her cold body drench in the lukewarm water as she groaned back again stomping her feet in a frustrated way, hurting her own self in it, she winced in pain as the hard slippery marble floor made her slip and she landed straight on her back hurting her head with the shower knob...ahhh...she cried out and he came running over to the door alert with the voice

Open the door...he demanded

Get Lost...she cribbed rubbing her head with her one hand and settling down over the floor using the other, grr it is the second time I bumped my head in a single day only in morning, god it's all because of him, jerk, idiot, duffer, pagal, gadhu, ullu ka patha, I won't leave you, you will have to pay for it, dekh rahe ho na baba ji

What happen?...He asked gritting his teeth in frustration she was not ready to open the damn door atleast she can tell what happened

What do you wanna listen? Praise of your bloody helper, this bloody pervert shower of yours made me slip off over the floor! Hurting my poor body Or kya? isko bhi apni badi badi ankhe dikha kar apni side kar rakha hai kya? That it made me slip so hard for cursing you, khotta (donkey)...she answered nonchalantly and he smiled a little convinced she was fine but enjoying her tantrums and curse programs.

You ok?...he asked knowing well she was fine but something in him couldn't stop him from asking so

Go To Hell...she answered in frustration was it all less that he was knocking the door like a bloody pest again and again, she was stuck from each and every way, not at all willing to go with him, but alas she can never trust him with her own self, can she, she know he won't take a second thought before doing what he have said and she can't risk it, she can't risk her own self, she don't have that damn trust neither on him nor on her own self, but she wanted him to taste defeat from him, once she wanted him to know she is no puppet whom he can rule upon and she pledged to herself she will do it today...you will definitely regret it a high time for trapping me in this cheap game of yours...she said but it was loud enough for him to hear

And how??? He asked setting himself over bed putting his shots in his leg

I don't know...she murmured to herself pouting not knowing how will he regret...bol to dia ab idea bhi soch le Geet, ab to izzat ka sawaal hai...she said in a low tone squeezing her brain for getting an idea out

Am still waiting...he smirked looking at his shadow in mirror

Then do it, because am not telling. You will see it...she answered not ready to show him her weakness

I will love to!...he answered now knowing what he baked for himself

We will see!...she replied back with a vigor making faces showing tongue to the door.

Precap: Angry Young Possessive Maan Singh Khurana

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