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Chapter 3 is up my besharams !!!! I hope you guys enjoy it :*
Warnings: Smut, Angst, Possessive Advay
"Moonlight sweetheart, get a f**king grip.We're engaged and you don't even let me caress your hand. Come on now, give your future hubby a kiss.
That night, when she came back from her future in-laws's house, she didn't go to Advay's room. Instead, she locked herself in the bathroom, and cried for two hours straight. The memory of Pratham's forced lip-lock was still fresh in her mind. She felt repulsed. She knew it was a just kiss, but it reminded her of that day.The one she tried so hard to erase.
She stripped out of her sari and stood under the shower. The hot water working wonders on her strained muscles. She picked up the loofa from the shampoo basket and began scrubbing herself vigorously. Her scouring was relentless. She kept rubbing the loofa on her body till a slight trickle of blood made it's way down her arm.Chandni just wanted to feel CLEAN again. So she rubbed her body raw, in hopes that those horrid memories would somehow get scrubbed off too.
After her shower, she donned her bathrobe and made her way to the queen sized bed. She climbed into the soft covers and laid down with her back to the door. She was desperate to talk to her sisters but the whole family had gone to Chandigarh to attend a wedding, leaving her in Allahabad so that she could spend some quality time with her current fiance. And what good it did.
The whole ordeal with Pratham made her realise that she couldn't be linked to a man who didn't respect her wishes. She had to talk to Maa. Money and luxuries aside, how could she be married to a man who didn't comprehend consent ?
Recalling the incident, tears of frustration filled her eyes once again. During her inner monologue, she didn't hear her bedroom door being opened. It was the click of the lock that drew her attention.
Advay entered the room , took off his shoes and climbed into bed with Chandni. He placed his arm around her waist and pulled her back to his chest, effectively entrapping her in his possessive yet comforting hold.
"Tum aaj mere room kyu nahi aayi, Chandni? Apne wifely duties nahi nibhaani kya? he questioned in a taunting voice.
She couldn't for the love of God understand why he did this. How he could be so caring one moment, and a ruthless bas***d the next. On hearing his malice filled tone, Chandni couldn't control her emotions any longer. Heavy sobs wracked her body as she cried into her pillow and let out an anguished scream. On seeing her sudden outburst, Advay's demeanor did a quick 180. His revenge and hate forgotten, he became increasingly concerned for the fragile girl in his arms. His grip on her waist and tightened and he ran his unoccupied hand through her hair, massaging her scalp and effectively calming her down.
"Advay, maine us-usko nahi bo-bola tha. I know ek kiss cho-choti se cheez hai par maine nahi bola tha. Kya, me-meri marzi ki koi imp-importance nahi hai?
The moment the words tumbled from her mouth, she felt Advay stiffen behind her. She could practically feel the anger radiating off of him in waves. When she turned her head to read his expression, she saw that his face was contorted in a silent fury. His eyes had a distant look as he tried to process the information Chandni had given him. The idea of a man simply glancing in her direction, let alone touching her, made his blood boil.
Advay Singh Raizada was certain of one thing that day.
Pratham was a dead man.
It was her gentle touch on his stubbled cheek that brought him back to reality. Her delicate fingers found their way into his hair as she pulled him down for a searing kiss. Chandni needed this. As f**ked up as this was, she knew only his touch could provide her the comfort and solace that she craved. His hand snuck past her waist and reached the knot of the bathrobe. He untied the knot at an excruciatingly slow pace and rested his hand on her bare thigh, stroking her wet slit with his pinky finger. A breathy sigh left her lips as he continued his ministrations. He took her erect nipple into his mouth and sucked hard, making her arch into his touch. Chandni placed her hand on his hard, sizeable cock and began palming him through his white pyjamas. They both came in unison and Advay collapsed on top of her, placing his nose in the crook of her neck, and inhaling her flowery scent which quickly lulled him to sleep.
When she woke up the next morning, she found herself engulfed his Advay's arms, and at that moment, she knew that no harm could come her way as long as he was beside her.