Obsession Or Love ?? A Virika FF - Page 12

Viren knew he was slowly, silently becoming completely unglued. His mind was wandering to places it shouldn't go, and he'd had to work extra hours the last several days just because he couldn't think of anything except the fact that Jeevika was here, in his home, driving him closer and closer to insanity.

If I don't get her soon, I'm going to become unhinged.

He watched her as he followed her to the kitchen. Her fresh, alluring scent wafted from her body and he breathed it in like a man deprived of oxygen, hungry for her fragrance. He smelled her everywhere, even his bedroom. Her aroma seemed to cling to every portion of his house, reminding him of her presence. Like he could forget it?

What was it about her that fascinated him so much? It wasn't as if she tried to make herself irresistible. She wore very little make-up and he had yet to see her in anything except jeans-minus the heart-stopping night that she had appeared in that tight mini and top-but he was completely enthralled.

"Why don't you have a boyfriend?" he asked curiously. "Wouldn't it have been easier to go to school if you had a man in your life?"

They had reached the kitchen and Jeevika was pulling lettuce, peppers, and other vegetables from the refrigerator. "Do you want to help cut the vegetables for a salad? I'll put in some steaks." She pulled meat from the refrigerator before adding, "Why would I want a boyfriend when I'm going to school?" Giving him a perplexed look, she pulled out a cutting board and handed him a knife from the block.

"Someone to help. Wouldn't it be easier?" he replied as he washed the vegetables and started cutting awkwardly. Cooking was not one of his best skills.

He almost sliced through his finger as she burst out laughing before answering, "In my experience, boyfriends aren't exactly helpful."

She was amused, but Viren could hear a touch of hurt in her voice. "Bad experience?"

"Yes."

"What happened?"

She put the steaks in the broiler and bumped him out of the way. She opened the refrigerator and pulled out a beer. Twisting the top off, she handed it to him and shooed him away to the island sitting area. "I'll cut.

You're likely to amputate a digit or two."

Viren frowned as he took a seat and watched her profile as she sliced and diced like a professional. "So, what happened?"

She sighed. "I dated Rahul for five years. I thought we would end up married. Unfortunately, I came home from work early one day and caught him in bed with the person I thought was my best friend."

Was the guy totally insane? He had Jeevika with him and he wanted someone else? "He was an idiot."

"It wasn't meant to be. I'm actually thankful that I wasn't married to him."

"It still hurt you."

She shrugged. "It was a long time ago."

"Jerk." Viren couldn't help himself. He wanted to hurt that jerk.

"What about you?" She glanced toward him as she scraped sliced green peppers into the salad bowl.

"What about me?"

"Girlfriend? I feel like I might be cramping your style. Me living here, I mean." She didn't look at him as she started on the tomatoes. He shrugged. "I've never had one."

She stopped slicing and gaped at him with a look of astonishment.

"Seriously?"

Viren didn't include the one woman who had changed his life forever, at the age of sixteen. He hadn't spoken her name or talked about her in years.

Not to anyone.

"Nope. I'm not exactly a social kind of guy. Virat is the compulsive dater. He's got the looks for it," he replied dryly, taking a swig of his beer.She mumbled something that Viren didn't quite catch. "What was that?" he asked, wondering why her face was turning beet red.

"I said that you're better looking."

Viren almost dropped his beer, barely catching it before it fell into his lap. "Have you seen Virat?"

She breezed out to the dining room to put the salad on the table, calling out behind her. "Sure. You have pictures of him and your mom everywhere."

His jaw dropped and he waited until she came back to check the steaks before replying roughly, "Then you know that's not true."

"In my opinion, it is," she told him stubbornly. "Just don't get a fat head over it."

Viren grinned. Only Jeevika could throw out a compliment and then immediately deflate him. Still, he couldn't believe she actually found him attractive. "What about my scars? Virat is a movie-star-handsome blond with green eyes. Women seem to love that." Women loved Virat...and Virat loved women. All of them! He charmed women of all ages. Too bad that he couldn't seem to keep that adoration after they started dating him.

"I guess I prefer my men tall, dark, and grouchy," she told him lightly as she pulled the steaks from the oven. He grabbed a potholder, his grin broadening as he took the sizzling steaks from her, dropping one on each of the two plates that she had set out. He watched her from hooded eyes, trying to figure out if she was actually flirting with him. He didn't have a clue. Maybe she was just being nice. After all, she didn't know Virat and she was living in his house. Still, hercomment warmed him, made him feel special. No one had ever consideredhim handsome when compared to Virat, except possibly his mother. Thewomen who was with him, was just for financial gain. A mutual agreement that had suited him just fine...with those women!

Jeevika was an altogether different story. Instinctively, Viren knew an arrangement with Jeevika that was similar to his previous ones would destroy him.

As they settled at the dining room table, Viren suddenly remembered what he had managed to obtain for her earlier. "I have something for you."

He nearly laughed as she frowned at him, shaking her head as she said, "Viren, I'm not taking one more thing. You've done enough. Way too much."

He didn't think he had done nearly enough, but he replied, "You'll take this."

"No...I won't."

God, he loved that stubborn look on her face. He tipped the dining room chair back and reached into the front pocket of his jeans. He held out his hand, but Jeevika was still shaking her head tenaciously, so he dropped the object on the table.

"Oh, my God," Jeevika breathed softly, her voice filled with awe and delight. She reached for the ring with trembling fingers, sliding it on her finger slowly. "My mother's ring. I didn't think I would ever see it again.

How did you find it?"

"Pawn shop," he replied, glad that he had made some of his employees troll all of the area stores for the ring. "I knew it was the one thing that you were sad to lose."

"It's not expensive, but it means a great deal to me. It's the only thing I have left that belonged to my mom," she choked, her voice wobbling with emotion. Viren would never tell her that her roommate only got a few dollars for the piece of jewelry on her finger. It was an inexpensive ring shaped like a butterfly with a tiny amethyst chip in the center, but Viren had seen Jeevika's sorrow over losing it.

"I'm glad we could find it."

Viren never saw her coming. She flew from her chair, her body landing in his lap and her arms flung around his neck. His arms tightened around her waist to keep her from sliding as she peppered him with kisses.

On his face, on his hair, everywhere that she could reach. He could feel the excitement radiating from her body, joy oozing from every pore. "Thank you, Viren. You're the most wonderful man on earth."

Oh, Rahult! As much as he loved her enthusiasm and treasured her happiness, if she didn't stop bouncing that luscious rear end against him, he will not be able to contro himself. "I think I deserve a real kiss. I told you that you would acceptit," he mentioned softly, his voice sultry.

She threaded her fingers through his hair and their eyes collided as she tipped his head back. Viren's heart stuttered as he saw the hungry, passionate glow of her gaze.

Her lids lowered slowly as her mouth descended to his. Viren closed his eyes and moved one hand up to the back of her head, sighing as his fingers sifted through her silky mass of dark hair. She tasted like woman and need, and he responded with an uncontrolled desire that nearly pushed him over the edge. Her tongue teased his between little nibbles on his lips and it made him want more, need more. Putting pressure to the back of her head, he crushed her mouth to his, wanting to plunder and explore every inch of the sweet cavern. The hand on her waist slid to her ass, bringing her almost fully against him, making him groan into her mouth as their tongues dueled and tasted.

She was so responsive, so eager, that Viren lost himself to her in that moment, not caring if he was ever found. Jeevika. Jeevika. Her name pounded against his brain as he tried to consume her, own her. Feral possessiveness drove him as his marauding tongue swept into her mouth, over and over, sliding sensuously against hers.

She pulled her mouth away, panting as she buried her face in his neck. Viren could feel her hot breath against his ear.

"Jeevika, I'm not a saint." he couldn't take much more of this. "I want you, Viren. Desperately." Her breathless voice sayingthose particular words made Viren groan, desperate to be with her. Still..."Don't do this out of gratitude," he growled.

She pulled back to look at him, her eyes shining with need. "I would never do this out of gratitude. I'm tired of trying to fight this attraction between us, Viren. I want my one night. The one that you offered."

One night. Viren's heart was thundering. "Total surrender?"

"I'm not sure what that means...but yes...total surrender. I know you would never hurt me."

Her trust and faith in him nearly brought him to his knees. She had no idea what lie ahead, but she wanted him enough to agree to his request. He nuzzled her ear as he whispered harshly, "It means that I need control." Viren felt her shiver in his arms, but she answered softly, "Then do it.Viren."

Barely able to believe she was in his arms and willing, Viren stood and carried her toward his bedroom, hoping he wasn't in the middle of the best wet dream he had ever had.

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