Chapter 26
Descent Into Darkness
Oh, well it's hard to look deep into your soul
Not everything you'll find will be perfect gold
There are ghosts and demons that hide in the dark
Oh, they wait till I find love and then they laugh
Oh, they know that my body is no way good enough
Know that my heart is no way strong enough
To bare the sorrow that love brings
Oh, when I coil in fear, oh, the demons sing
But it's a hollow love for a heart with no blood
In its veins
~If you had not committed great sins, God would not have sent a punishment like me on you~
Genghiz Khan
"Touche...I was brought to tears during the whole debacle, Arnav's sneering voice came out near Khushi. "Very good acting princess...I could almost believe you, sitting on his haunches he patted her head mockingly...
Khushi lifted her face, not a single tear had fallen from her eyes. She had been too cold, too frozen from shock to cry. As she glared at him, he continued in that jeering tone of his. "But then you had always loved theatrics...good for you princess... this skill of yours will come in handy when you'll have to earn an income for yourself and your mother, he got up on his feet, his face a cynical mask.
"I am finished with you...I've had enough of you Guptas to last me for a lifetime, he addressed Garima whose face had turned ashen, her dilated pupils the only speck of color in her otherwise ghostly face. Khushi's body had stopped trembling and in the next moment she was on her feet, the pain frozen in her glassy eyes. Then the glass chipped and something unholy burst in the depth of her eyes. Garima's weak cry of warning went unnoticed as Khushi's hand lifted slowly and then fell on Arnav's cheek with all the passionate fury of her petite frame, jerking his head aside...
There was an instant silence in the room, she could hear the sound of her own breathing then as if in slow motion he turned his head towards her. His face a mask of controlled rage, he stared at her without moving a muscle while blood welled from the corner of his lips and the imprint of her fingers darkened his skin to an ugly red...
"Done, he asked dispassionately, his eyes like chipped ice as they stared back at a furious Khushi. "Damn you...you used me, her tone bitter with accusation, she took a threatening step towards him, her fists clenched at her sides...
"No...Khushi...don't, Garima cried, wrenching the drip out of her arm, she tried to get up but too weak to move a single limb she fell back on the bed, her chest heaving with exertion...
Fury leaping into his eyes, his hands dug into her shoulders, dragging her towards him. "And how did I use you princess...don't you remember you were with me all the way...i had no need to force myself on you...nor I did anything which you didn't want me to do...it was you who ran away...in fact I always knew once you'll get a chance you would run away, his voice was harsh as he shook her.
Breathing heavily, eyes narrowed, she stared at him for a moment then her confusion cleared and a gloating smile broke over her lips. "That's the second time you mentioned about my betrayal handsome...I must have really hit a sore spot, lifting a finger she deliberately wiped the blood from his lips, causing Garima to suck in a painful breath. She was staring at them dizzily as if she had somehow knocked her head painfully against a hard object ...
His fingers clamped around her face like vice. "I hated the very guts of you when you were with me...but I must say you really have something in you princess...I enjoyed having that body of yours...the sex while it lasted was really hot...don't worry I won't forget you...you will remain my favorite mistress for a long time, he bit out scathingly causing Garima to give a broken sob and clutch at her chest...
Violence leapt in Khushi's eyes and she jerked her face out of his grasp. Throwing an explicit curse she hurled herself at him, beating every part of him that she could reach, pummeling his chest, scratching his face with her claws.
"Stop it you little bitch, he said sharply as she latched herself on his arm her sharp teeth sinking deeply in his flesh. Giving a painful hiss, he dragged her off by her hair. She spat at him, a crazed look on her face and cursing he almost threw her away from him...
Khushi landed with a thud on the tiled floor, bruising her knees. But she was back again on her feet, snarling, her face twisted in a ferocious mask, looking like a demented animal, which had been hurt in past and was now out for blood...
"Ring the bell, he shouted at a shocked Garima, wrapping his arms around Khushi who had gone completely berserk...
Some second's later one nurse and two attendants rushed inside, their mouths falling open as they stared at them with perplexion written on their faces. "Keep an eye on her, he indicated Garima, who was trying her utmost to get up from the bed, ranting Khushi's name. "Come on, Arnav snarled pulled at a struggling Khushi's arm. When she dug her heels in the floor, he hefted her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
"No, don't take her away...Khushi...don't leave me, she shouted, drawing strength from every inch of her weak frame, she knocked the nurse aside. Khushi screamed expletives, her feet flailing in air, tiny hands beating ineffectively at his broad back...
Throwing a mock salute towards Garima who was now struggling ferociously to free herself from both of the attendant's grip, he took a cursing Khushi out of room. The agonized screams of Garima dying behind them as Arnav jogged past startled people in the corridor...
"Put me down...it's all your fault...it's all because of you... I detest the very sight of you...why don't you get out of my life, Khushi screeched gouging at his back with her claws. "Damn it...that's enough...if you want a public spectacle than I'll will happily accommodate you, he smacked her derriere in warning...
Opening the door of an unoccupied room, Arnav locked it then tossed her on the bed. Khushi bounded on the mattress, hair falling all over her face. "Stay there...don't think of getting up, leaning into her face, he threatened in a voice that brook no argument. Rising up on her elbows she peeked at him angrily through the curtain of her hair, but didn't dare launch herself at him. Raking her hair aside with angry fingers, she spat into his face and something dangerous flamed in his eyes, turning his pupils coal black. He raised his hand threateningly then seeing the provocation in her eyes, he caught her face instead, squeezing her cheeks with a merciless hand...
"Don't you want to know how I knew you were going to betray me princess, he smiled venomously and her eyes flashed bitterly at him. "I never trusted you to tell me the truth...that's why before you went to meet Sashi I hid a microphone chip in your purse, so I always knew where you would be going, what you would be doing and about what you would be talking? he said in a voice laced with satisfaction and shocked she blinked her eyes, unable to speak, her jaw still held in his vice-like grip...
"I warned you before not to betray me princess otherwise you won't be able to handle the consequences...an eye for an eye...isn't that the rule...your betrayal for your mother's betrayal...that's how it works...you betrayed me...I showed you your mother's true colors...we are even now, he finished acerbically, flinging her away from him...
Landing on her back, her chest heaving, she stared at him with loathing, his own expression changing as his eyes drifted downwards, taking in her naked bosom that had must have been exposed when her shirt buttons had popped out during her struggle with him. Her nipples were now peaking through, standing erect...
Reeling back on his heels as if her near naked sight had delivered him a blow, he raked an unsteady hand through his hair. "My God, just look at you...even now...in this situation, he gave a disgusted laugh and following the angle of his gaze Khushi gasped in shock. The air crackled with sizzling chemistry, the smell of sex strong in the air, both stared at each other helplessly, too weak to fight the desire that pulled them towards each other like an invisible rope ...
"Can't control yourself...handsome, suddenly Khushi broke into a high-pitched laughter, feeling sick with a combination of pain and desire. He was corrosive for her senses, whenever he was near her, however much angry and hurt she would be feeling because of him, her body had no conscience, no willpower, it would start to erode away all her puny efforts at keeping him at bay...
Even the pain of her mother's recent betrayal had dulled in comparison to the lust she was feeling arising inside her. It was a yearning, a thirst inside her body, her soul writhing, clamoring for the release which she knew only he could give her. She had tried to get away from him, forgetting that not only her body but her soul was his captive too and it needed his help to sour in the skies...
"Okay princess...I get it...let's make a deal...you don't need to beg or act to earn money, he bit out helplessly, head cocked to one side, eyes making no effort to hide his lust. She gritted her teeth, his words falling on her head like heavy blows, the arousal beginning to pulse inside her belly, on its way to her core...
"It's not that I would found the idea of making you beg on streets not appealing. In fact it would be a rather beautiful sight, seeing you beg or steal for money, after all you are rather experienced at stealing...but I don't have the heart to see my ex-mistress become a wh**e for various men...so why not be my wh**e rather than theirs...because believe me you lost the privilege to be my mistress anymore, he finished, his eyes ruthlessly probing her face for reaction.
His words had meant to insult and demean her, but why in the world she was beginning to find his words leaden with double entendre. He would say something but she would found that its meaning would be altogether different. She would never know if he wanted to hurt her or save her from more hurt...what did he want really...her...or the revenge...she had no idea. She knew now that only he could hurt her just as she had hurt him by running away...
As she went on staring at him blankly he clicked his tongue impatiently. "What's your answer...yes or no? "Just this, as a ghost of a macabre smile broke over her mouth, she raised a deliberate hand and delivered a tight slap across his face, jerking his head to the side. As a red hot flame streaked across his cheek, she cackled with glee, moving backwards like a cautious animal, muscles taut in readiness. His hot gaze pinning her like a predator's he took a step forwards. Turning on her heels she sprinted towards the door but was wrenched back brutally by an arm across her waist. She arched in his arms, her heels digging in the tiled floor...
"I believe that's a yes, he hissed lifting her bodily, his hot breath caressing her nape, wakening a shivering awareness inside her...
"Would never give you that satisfaction, she kicked him in the stomach, panting, her chest heaving, her eyes glinting with sick excitement. "You bitch...you did that deliberately, he gasped venomously, throwing her on the bed. Eyes glittering with a febrile light, swooping down on her like an avenging angel, he wrenched her shirt apart...
She laughed, writhing beneath him, deliberately arousing him to a fever pitch. "Let's see who cannot control herself, he gave an oath, trapping her hands above her head and kicking her legs apart. "Yes like that, she twisted beneath him, her legs snaking around his waist, trapping him between her thighs...
"Hate me, he shook her violently. "Yes...yes...always, she shouted insanely. In retribution he took one breast in his mouth, biting savagely at a turgid nipple.
Khushi panted hoarsely, urging him on, as morbid excitement coursed through her veins like fire.
As he kneaded and tugged at her breasts , she went berserk, cursing him, arching her chest into his mouth, his lips and teeth feasting on her flesh like a man who had been dying of hunger...
The pleasurable pain too much to bear, she wrenched at her arms, shoving her fingers into his hair and pulling his face upwards to reach his mouth. He complied kissing her back mercilessly, as she bit his lips hard, drawing blood, then shoved her tongue inside, licking at the roof of his mouth, his taste like an aphrodisiac to her senses...
"Vixen, he bit out, breaking the kiss. She lashed at him, hating him yet burning for him, blind with desire, angry as sweat popped over her brow and body...
Baring his teeth in a wolfish smile, he caught her wrists then transferring them to one hand he unzipped her jeans, moving a hand inside to grasp her crotch. "I hate you, she moaned, her eyes rolling up into her head with decadent desire as he stroked her c***oris before tugging at her jeans, removing them from her legs. She helped him, wriggling, kicking them away, as eager as he was to get rid of her clothes...
As he shrugged out of his coat, she wrenched off his tie, fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. But a hand clamped over her wrist, halting her process, his eyes warning her not to wander into dangerous territories.
Arching her brows she lifted her hands away, but as soon as he relaxed, she grabbed at his shirt pulling it apart with a hiss of cloth. His hands moving like lightning he grabbed her arms, wrenching them above her head with such brutality that a tiny scream left her throat. But the damage was done, she had seen the white scars criss-crossing his entire torso, some were so ugly that a whole inch of his flesh must have been gouged out in the past. She didn't ask anything, he must have got a hellish lot of people asking him from where did he get those scars?...he could do without another...
"Do you still feel the desire to have sex with me...or the lust has turned into disgust, he mocked, a hint of agony in his eyes.
"Shut up, she said, pulling him between her legs. The equation had changed between them, the sight of his scars had increased her appetite instead of diminishing it and the thought of him, surviving all that brutality and emerging as a phoenix gave him a lethal edge. It made him more of a man. The sense of thrill and danger had driven her all through her life and that's why she had been attracted to him. From the very beginning the wild side of her had sensed something untamed and reckless hidden behind his cold exterior. However much he had tried to remain aloof, she knew only she had been able to bring out that flame of life inside his rusting heart...
The flame had reached her as well, filling her cold life with passion...
A passion that knew no bounds...
A passion that had became her enemy...
"You are wet, Arnav sounded amazed as he moved his fingers between their bodies to check her readiness. "Yes, wet for you...come on touch me, Khushi whispered throatily, urging him on, moving her body sexily beneath him, her fingers caressing his back and buttocks, eyes glinting with obsession.
His face masked with a savage desire, eyes glittering with lust he doubled back her knees, lifting her legs over his shoulders...
Then he hauled her body towards him and without preliminaries rammed himself inside her. She moaned in distress. Although she was wet, but at this angle she felt stuffed to full capacity, helpless to move, pinned down with his manhood, she twisted her fingers in the bed sheet. Smiling decadently, he bent over, whispering something explicit into her ear. She gasped, suddenly going liquid around him and he could move further... "Ah...Yes...like that...f**k me harder, she whispered shakily, as he hit a spot that gave her the most pleasure, plunging inside her again and again like a man gone insane...
Khushi could feel the battle raging inside her, anger, pain, hatred, defeat and helplessness warred to form a lethal combination, that was destroying her mind. She felt if he wouldn't leave her she would fall apart but if he would leave her, her whole being would be annihilated..."Come on...do it hard to me...you know how I like it, she pulled at his hair savagely, sobbing, writhing, feeling unhinged with pleasure. He grunted in agreement, increasing his speed, his face pulled taut, teeth bared, eyes closed, as if fighting with his inner demons...
Both of them were too engrossed in pleasure to notice that it hadn't remained sex between them anymore. It had become a war between their demons, each trying to crush the other one...
On the crux of extreme rapture, Khushi went wild, arching, shoving at him, trying to get away from his body, the pleasure too much for her to bear. As he chased her from one orgasm to other, he wrapped his arms tightly around her, pummeling her body with his hard thrusts, the bed creaking with their crazed sex. Khushi opened her mouth to scream, but he clamped a rough palm over her mouth, his fingers mercilessly digging into her cheeks...
Her eyes widening to the point of pain, almost blind with the salt of her tears and sweat, stared into his flushed face above her, her extremities jerking. The sweat clung to the tip of his nose, his temples, before dripping over her face and chest, his hot breathing filling her mind mirroring her hoarse pants. "You are like a sickness princess...running through my blood...a drug that I can't quit from taking, he bit out helplessly before removing his hand and swooping down over her mouth like a hawk...
Something snapped inside her at his confession and she kissed him hard, with a kind of bleak hopelessness, arching into his arms. He wrapped a hand around her throat, choking her, freezing the boiling desire into her veins then loosening his hold causing the pleasure to increase tenfold. Her blood began to boil again in her veins, heightening her fall into the climax. His body quivered, as he began the descent into the unknown, the dark underworld of ecstasy where only those souls could enter who had tasted the forbidden...
She arched in his grasp, trying to get away from him, yet bringing herself more closer to him, insane with pleasure, her head twisting from side to side, mouth falling open, tongue lolling out...
As Arnav tightened his hold on her neck again, she choked pulling at his hair with desperate fingers, scratching his neck, her fingers gouging bloody streaks into his back. He lifted his hand away from her throat and she started to fall into the dark pit of despair, gasping incoherent words into his mouth, as she kissed him with a frenzy unknown to her before, trying to tether herself onto his body as he poured all of his hatred, his revenge, his agony, his anger, his very life inside her...
She hit the bottom shattering like a glass doll, instantly blacking out...
The feeling of despair and defeat too much to bear, Arnav instantly pulled himself away from her prone body. A sinking feeling hit his gut as he noticed her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, the sweat and tears sticking to her eyelashes like pearl drops, her arms and legs spread out, the fingers curled like broken stems, as if the very life of her had been seeped out of them. She was deathly pale, like a ghost, broken, like a glass doll...
The taste of revenge sour in his throat he dragged a trembling hand down his face, wiping the sweat out of his eyes. The image of his sister's broken body, glassy eyes and the blood running down her thighs, pooling at his feet flashed across the periphery of his brain and gasping, he got up on his feet, arrows of pain shooting at, where Khushi's nails had drawn bloody furrows down his back...
Staggering back he desperately pulled the trousers up his legs and putting his arms inside the shirt closed the loose trails of his shirt around his torso. The screams of his mother and sister had begun to ring hollowly inside his brain, feeling sick to his stomach, wrapping his arms around his middle, he almost doubled up with agony ...
When her senses returned, the first thing Khushi noticed was the deathly and suffocating silence in the room. The second thing she perceived panicked her into movement. It was the absence of Arnav...
Her heart banging in her chest, it took all her effort to lift her head and throw a look around the room in search of him. As soon as she spotted him sitting in the corner of the room, she expelled a deep breath of relief. He was sitting on the floor, his back leaning on the wall, one knee raised to his chest while the other leg was spread out in front of him. An arm perched over the raised knee, he stared at her, his gaze burning like the smoking cigarette he was holding in one hand...
Relieved at his presence, the absurdity of their surroundings caught up with her and a deep rumble began in her throat which soon turned out to be a fully fledged laughter. "Oh...God...we f**ked in a hospital...and on top of that on a hospital bed too, her body twisting with mirth, tears had begun to fall from her eyes. "And we are not very far from my mother's room...how decadent of us...wish I could see her face now, she whooped, feeling a sense of hollow triumph bubbling inside her...
His features assorted in a semblance of grim mask, he looked at her with a tight-lipped silence, the flame of cigarette, lighting up a suspicious sheen in his eyes, which were burning like the fire of a thousand hells...
Her hysterical laughter turned into broken sobs, her choking cries ringing inside the room, as she stuffed a hand inside her mouth to block her misery from pouring forth...
"Stop it, he bit out through a clenched jaw, his head pounding with an approaching headache. Khushi cried for all the things that she had lost in her life, the hope, the innocence, the little love that she had for her mother, even as the flames of vengeance burned caustically inside her, suffocating her...
She had hated the world before but not with such bitterness that she felt right now at the moment. It was a rage inside her now, a burning inferno that had turned her blood to fire. The hopelessness and helplessness acting as a catalyst, she felt possessed by the thought of revenge, consumed by that burning supernova of pain and anger...
"Damn it Khushi...I said stop it, the crash of something breaking apart brought a halt to her sobbing and startled she looked at Arnav with bleary eyes. A broken chair lay nearby him, its wooden back dangling...
"Arnav, she inquired, rubbing at her cheeks, smudging them. He was pale, his eyes dark with anger and misery, looking as if he was on the brink of collapse...
"Stop your f**king crying Khushi, he rasped heavily. "Arnav, it was a cry of shock as he hurled the little crystal vase placed at the bed-side table across the room, his eyes burning with a fanatic light. "Stop messing with my head, he kicked at the table and it tumbled on it's hindlegs, rolling aside with a crash.
"Hey stop it...have you gone mad, she exploded from the bed, uncaring about her nakedness, she hurled herself at him, tightening her arms around his torso to halt the process of destruction...
"Leave me Khushi, it was a cry of a wounded animal as he pulled at her arms, but she had him in a tight grip, jumping to wind her legs around his waist like poison ivy. He staggered backwards due to her weight, almost sliding down the wall, he carried her with him. His fingers scored her back, the grip of his powerful arms almost squeezing the life out of her, he arched in protest for sometime before his hands fell to his side as the strength seeped out of them, atlast the fire of rage extinguishing inside him...
"God...hey...come back to me, she sighed with relief, leaning her forehead with his, kissing his pale lips, his clammy cheeks, his nose, whispering incoherent words into his mouth, his ears. Like a furry animal she burrowed into his chest, affectionate fingers caressing the strands of hair at the back of his neck...
"I am no better than your father...am I, he asked in a low voice, his face stark with desolation, eyes empty. At that moment she could get a glimpse inside his ravaged soul, and the agony she felt threatened to tear her apart. They both were trapped in the ruins of their past, their screams going unheard, echoing inside the cage of their decaying souls...
"Have you hit your head somewhere?, she asked in a bleak voice. "I know I am worse...but I can't help it...I've got a job to do, he whispered, far lost in his thoughts to give her a reply.
"Stop with your sentimental talk...it's making me sentimental...and you would hate me going mushy all over you, she mocked, smacking his back, startling him back out of his reverie. He blinked, seeing her twined all around him, her face burrowed in his neck, then his surprise dissolved and cold anger took its place, shrouding his face into a wintry look...
"You can leave me now...I am alright, his frosty voice resonated in his chest before colliding with her eardrums and she lifted her face, looking amused at his frigid expression. He stared at her coldly before turning his face away...
"Thank God, she sighed, shamelessly ignoring his rejection, she lay down on the floor with a thud, closing her eyes. "Cover yourself...you are naked, his voice snapped near her ear and she opened one eye, looking with amusement at his red face. "Good to see that you have recovered from your hulk mode handsome, she winked, stretching out an arm for her shirt which was lying nearby.
"Go back to your mother...she must need you, moving his face aside, he ordered in a no-nonsense voice. "Don't mention her...I am never going back to her, she jerked up into a sitting position, wrapping the shirt around her and pulling on to her jeans, her tone stiff. "If you think I am going to take you back...then think twice, his face pulling taut at her insubordination, he had gotten to his feet and was now casually dusting his trousers...
"You can be my wh**e but never my mistress...then what was that, she mimicked angrily, uncoiling herself to her full height...
"I apologize that was spoken in the heat of the moment...I have no intention of taking you back, he shook his head stiffly, his jaw rigid. "No...no ...no way...Raizada there is no chance in hell that I would let you turn back on your words, she bit out. He looked taken aback at her statement, for a moment he regarded her with solemn eyes. "Then princess you must be more shameless then I thought you were initially...you would become my wh**e...for what, he replied sardonically, his eyes surveying her coolly through hooded lids.
"Hah...mistress...that word is a joke...don't forget I was more of a wh**e to you then a mistress...even before you treated me like shit, she voiced in a bitter tone. His eyes flashed with anger, before masking a nonchalant look. "Don't tell me you didn't enjoy that, one calculating hand caught her neck, caressing the imprints that his fingers had left in passion just moments ago.
"Yes, that's because I am sick, she declared angrily. "Do you hear me...Raizada...I am sick like you in that matter, she taunted poking a finger at his chest. His face paled. "It's in here and it won't get out, she shouted waspishly, tapping a finger at her temple, her eyes feverish. "God why won't it go away, she shouted in despair shoving at him. He flinched, closing his eyes as if in extreme agony, his hand falling to his side, fingers curling into a fist...
"Okay...What do you want from me?, he asked opening his eyes, his voice ringing with weariness. She swallowed, her eyes lighting up with a fanatic light, she rose up on tiptoes, clutching his shirt in her hands, toying with it for a moment then placing a deliberate hand over the side of his cheek she caressed it purposefully.
"I want you to take me back...I'll do anything...be your anything...I'll be your wh**e on demand if you'll want me to be...in return I just want one thing only, she whispered hoarsely, near his lips, her eyes closed, desperate fingers caressing his face, neck and chest like a blind woman seeking a path...
"And what is that, his eyes narrowed calculatingly, hands on her waist keeping her from moving nearer. "Marry me and destroy, Garima and Sashi, she whispered dangerously into his ear. "What?, Arnav jerked away, looking blankly surprised...
"Don't act surprised...I know you want that too...being with you is only half of the revenge...but bringing them to justice will be the ultimate revenge...for you and for me, she smiled devilishly, a finger deliberately caressing his lips, a hungry look in her eyes...
"You'll do that to your parents...I don't believe you, he asked in a strange voice, eyeing her warily. "They are not my parents anymore...but criminals of the worst kind...I told you that I can kill my feelings easily...emotions are a hindrance...and I could do without them, she answered ruthlessly, fingers biting into his shoulders, her eyes a dark well of cruelty and destruction...
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