Chap 43, 44 on Page 119 Entrapment : An Extremely Dark Advni FF - Page 41

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Chandini sat brushing her hair, it was her engagement today. It was almost half past four...the engagement was at half past seven. PP and his mother would be arriving at half past six. Chandini heaved a sigh. It was her Mehendi tomorrow and her wedding the day after that. Tears welled her eyes, her time here was finally up. She had still not packed. Till that morning she had held onto a tiny ray of hope that Advay would chuckle and tell her he was Dev, and would eventually claim his right to her. But now that he had made it clear that he didn't love her, that tiny light in her heart has been squashed. She sat with her head in her hand. She had to tell PP about her and Advay. But how? It would only spell catastrophe on her family. PP had never once asked her about her abduction or if she was a virgin, he had been a thorough gentleman in this matter. Maybe she could tell him about Advay after their wedding. No, she shook her head, she wouldn't breathe a word to anyone. This was a scandal. What was the need anyways? A little voice niggled her at the back of her head that this was cheating. That she should tell him the truth. She picked her phone only to put it away. Maybe she would talk to him after the engagement. He had every right to know, and if he chose to break up with her then she would have to deal with it. But how would her Maa react? She shivered, her Maa had only just begun warming up to her again. She couldn't afford to lose her. No, she shook her head, she was not going to tell PP anything. She was going to bury this memory within the depths of her soul. Advay was a mirage and PP was a reality. It was time to wake up from her beautiful dream and smell the reality.

She got up to her feet and removed her heavy embroidered lehenga. It was in a hideous fluorescent green, she hated it. Why couldn't PP's mother let her choose her bridal attire? She sighed out aloud as she stepped into her lehenga. She slowly tugged her blouse and sighed again, reminding herself that she only had eight bras in her wardrobe, four of which were not in great condition. This wedding was happening so quickly she hadn't even had the time to buy some decent under garments, and Advay was hell bent on nicking whatever ones she was left with. Was she going to have to go bra shopping with PP on the morning after their wedding? she gasped, shuddering at the thought of his sleazy grin checking her out from head to toe. Why did he have to be so sleazy? Why couldn't he be honest and real like Advay? She sighed again as she got rid of her bra and fished through her wardrobe for a decent bra.

"I am going to be f**king dammed.' She screamed, at the sound of his deep voice and instantly covered herself with her arms. What was he doing here? She clung to the shelf grateful her back was to him, and her hair was covering her bare back.

"How the f**k am I mean to keep my hands to myself with you standing like that,' He whispered in her ears. She shivered as soon as she felt his warm fingers brushing her hair away from her bare back. "Is this what you plan on wearing to our engagement Meri Jaan? Great ... might want to get rid of that Lehenga too.'

She flapped as she quickly covered herself with a dupatta she found in the wardrobe, while struggling to calm her pounding heart. Did he not know to knock? How had he entered her room again? Why didn't she hear him? She glanced at the door, it was closed. She was sure she had locked it... how had he managed to open it?

"Chandini.' He growled in a low voice, running his rough hands up the curves of her back, "how I wish I could f**k you right now.'

Chandini shivered, struggling to calm herself at the waves of heat he was sending rippling across her body with the brush of his fingers.

"I want to f**k you Chandini,' He nuzzled against her ears, pushing his weight against her back, "I so badly want to f**k you.'

She stared at the shelf before her with horror, was this the same man who had been begging her to let him make love to her this morning.

"Will you let me f**k you Chandini?' He flipped her around in a snap and pushed himself against her. She shrieked thankful her dupatta was covering her breasts. "Hmm... right now ... here... against this wardrobe.'

She pushed him away, at the feel of his arousal poking into her belly. He was not joking, he was serious. This had to be a joke... the worst joke of her life. She pushed him again. He chuckled in mirth, revelling at the helpless state she was in.

"Wha...what are you do...doing here?' She stuttered, watching his devilish grin in horror, "Please leave.'

"I have your lehenga for you.' He whispered in her ears, as he held out a box to her. "But I like what you are wearing,' He lowered his gaze at the flimsy dupatta that covered her breasts. Chandini covered herself with her hands, horrified with his blatant indecency.

"Get dressed,' He thrust the box in her hand and took a step back.

She took a deep breath, struggling to calm the deafening thud of her heart. How was she meant to get dressed if he stood like that, looking devilishly handsome before her? She shivered as soon as she noticed that he was yet again in a three-piece black suit, paired with a black silk shirt and a black tie. He truly looked like the dark lord of death. Delicious yet Dangerous.

"I am going to make myself comfortable on that chair there,' He pointed towards the chair next to the desk, "you can take your time to get all dolled up for me.'

He wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her closer to his body, she gasped at the brush of his hard chest against her soft breasts.

"You will get dolled up for me, won't you.' He grazed his fingers up her bare back. Chandini shivered at the electric jolts he sent rippling down her spine. He chuckled softly in her ears, impressed with himself at how much he affected her. She shivered as she watched him drag the chair away from the desk and flop on it.

"This chair is not comfortable,' He assessed it, "it's not large enough for the two of us. I am going to have to order a proper arm chair... I like those vintage ones,' He went on, "You know the ones in leather with high back rest... they are quite comfortable...I am a big man you see... tall and broad.' She continued watching him with wide eyes, was he seriously going to watch while she got dressed.

"Almost twice your size,' He sounded gritty, "yet we fit like a glove.'

Chandini shivered, turned on by his words...She turned around and hid behind the door of the wardrobe, thankful that the wardrobe door was shielding her bare back and her flushed cheeks from his lusty gaze. How was she meant to change with him glaring at her like a starved animal from across the room?

She looked down, thankful she had slipped into her lehenga before her had entered. She still had the torturous task of tying the doris of her blouse, thankfully the blouse only had two doris, but for that she had to first find the blouse that lay somewhere on the bed behind her. But before that she had to slip into a bra. She should have just called Shikha, maybe she could still call her, she turned her head to find her phone.

"Looking for this are we,' He waved her phone towards her.

"I need to call Shikha.' She whispered, hiding behind the door. Tears stung her eyes at how embarrassing yet erotic this felt.

"Shikha is busy.'

"I need to call Kajal Maasi then.'

"Why?'

"I need help with the doris.'

"I'll help you.'

"No.' She snapped.

"Okay,' He gave her a wicked smirk as he held the phone up to her, "come get it.'

"Please,' She choked on the tears that were threatening to break free, "I need to get changed.'

"Like I said, I am not in your way... please carry on.' He whispered in a low raspy voice, letting his gaze rove all over her body, "I will sit here and admire my most prized possession.'

She wiped her tears and wrapped the dupatta tighter around her. She was not going to let him win. She finally took a deep breath and turned around to fetch her blouse. She gasped it was not there on the bed, where was it?

"Looking for this, are we?' Advay asked, spinning the hideous green blouse around his finger, the devil that he was. She put her hand out, taking care that her dupatta was tightly wound around her.

"Come on, you can't be serious,' He raised his brow in surprise, "you can't surely want to wear this hideous costume to our big day... I want you to look drop dead gorgeous...not like an exotic bird that has run away from the jungles of amazon.'

He ripped the blouse in his hand into two pieces and threw it back to her as she gasped in horror. She grabbed it in one hand and examined it in horror. He had ripped it from the centre. It was beyond repair, it was the blouse she was meant to wear with her lehenga, how was she going to explain herself to PP and his mother? Tears pricked her eyes, what was she going to wear now?

"Now be a good girl and wear what I have got you,' He pointed towards the box on her bed. "You are going to love it... Can't wait to see you in my lehenga.'

She wiped her tears and sat on her bed. She was trapped, he had trapped her in her own room. She glanced at the clock, it was almost five. She had to hurry up, but how was she going to explain the lehenga to PP's mother. She wiped her face as she picked the box on the bed. She would have to do his bidding, at least till he opened the door and let her go.

She gasped again as soon as opened the box, tears pricked her eyes. It was an exquisite peach lehanga. The embroidery was subtle in a blend of gold and delicate mirror work that adorned the border of the Lehenga. The blouse had matching intricate work on it and a delicate georgette dupatta also in peach complimented the gold of her skin. She picked the dupatta and brushed it against her cheek. It felt soft and luxurious. It was everything she had wanted and more.

"Do you like it?' He asked with a satisfied smile.

She nodded blushing to herself. It was a beautiful lehenga, just the kind she would have picked had she had a choice.

"Good, get dressed now.'

She pleaded him with her eyes to leave so she could get changed.

"I have seen you Chandini,' He sighed, "Twice...what are you playing at?'

She blinked her tears away. He was not willing to budge. How was she meant to change?

"Don't waste my time,' He glared at her, "Or I will force you into that dress.' He glanced at his watch, "I need to put my ring on your finger and be done with this ritual.'

She examined the blouse again, it has doris all the way down the back. She was just going to have to wear it as it was. But with him glaring at her with lusty eyes from across the room, she could barely breathe. She finally sighed, took the lehenga, stepped into the bathroom and locked it. She quickly got changed, but how was she meant to tie the threads at the back. She struggled in frustration, her arms soon turning into jelly. She managed to knot the ones she could manage, maybe she could step outside and take the phone from him, now that she was almost dressed. She sighed and opened the door to find him leaning against the door frame. She gasped aloud, he looked dangerously dark.

"Did I tell you that you could change in the bathroom?' He hissed, as he grabbed her by her arm and pulled her out of the bathroom. "If you f**king keep disobeying me like this Chandini, you are going to land yourself in a lot of trouble.'

"The next time you disobey me like that,' He pushed her in front of the mirror and began knotting the doris at the back, while locking his dark gaze with hers, "I will f**king rip you clothes and make you parade naked around the house.'

Chandini shivered, she had to go with the flow if she wanted to make it out of the room. Advay didn't look safe for the first time. There was something dangerous about him that was sending shivers down her spine.

"There... you are ready,' He said as he finally draped the dupatta around her head. "You look beautiful.' He pulled his phone out and clicked a few pics of their reflection in the mirror. A perfect blend of dark and light, of him exuding a dark masculine power in black contrasting against her delicate feminine curves in peach.

"Do you still believe we are not a perfect fit?' He smirked as he admired their reflection in the mirror. She looked away, he looked darkly handsome, to the point that he was driving her insane... he musky perfume only making matters worse. She wanted to lean into him, like she had on the night of her Roka, wanted him to kiss her mouth with passion. She lifted her gaze to his, but his gaze was different today. It was lusty but lacked the adoration he had for her till that morning.

"Your hand.' He put his hand out to her. She trembled as she put her hand into his, "Good girl.'

He removed the box from his pocket and held the ring in his hand. Tears pricked Chandini's eyes, the ring was perfect. Had he already had it re-sized? She was going to have to let him put it on her finger for now. Maybe she could wear it till PP turned up later. She watched his perfect face as he took her hand in his. She had made love to this exquisite man. She smiled to herself, at least she had that perfect memory. She lifted her hand to caress his cheek. He grabbed her hand in time.

"Don't ever dare touch me without my permission,' He hissed at her, "It's a touch that must be earned...do I make myself clear?'

He glared with rage, as he went back to slipping the ring on her finger. Chandini watched him in shock, he looked dark, he no longer resembled the man who had been trying to woo her till that morning. Like he had transformed into a dark fallen angel. He looked deeply hurt. His eyes dark and cold. Where was the man kneeling before her with the same ring? Had she lost him? She felt a chill run down her spine. Whoever this man was, she no longer felt safe with him. She felt scared, extremely scared. She pulled her hand back, but Advay held her hand in his steel grip.

"Before I slip this ring on your finger,' He took a deep breath as though trying to remain reasonable, "I ask you one last time... there is a pandit waiting at the temple... will you come with me now so we can get married? I promise I will take good care of you... I will keep you happy...will fulfil your every desire.'

She shivered, this man no longer resembled the Advay who had made love to her... the Advay who had held her in the fold of his jacket the previous night.

"Who are you?' She breathed.

"I go by many names,' He chuckled, "one of them is Mahakaal.' She shivered again, struggling to grab her hand from his.

"Will you come with me now, so we can marry?' He asked again as she watched his unnerving gaze in horror. She didn't want to marry this Advay. He was not her Advay.

"No,' She replied in a stern voice, still struggling to come to terms with who or what he had transformed into. Was he always this dark ...? maybe he was...maybe she had never realised it before.

"Suit yourself.' Advay smirked, as he held her hand in his hand and held her gaze. Chandini looked away. He grabbed her face in the rough hold of his hand.

"Don't you f**king drop your gaze.' He hissed. Chandini shivered, unable to break her eyes from his. Advay locked his dark gaze with her, as Chandini looked at him like a deer trapped in the gaze of a lion ready to pounce on it. He pushed the ring, it felt painfully tight as it pressed against the bone of her knuckle. She looked down, he hadn't re-sized it.

"I said don't f**king drop your gaze,' He roared, Chandini shot her eyes to his. Advay held her hand roughly into his and forced the ring with one powerful thrust of his finger. She shrieked aloud, as soon as the ring slid past her knuckle. Tears instantly streamed down her face at the sharp numbing pain in her finger. She dug her nails in his arm. Her body trembled at the stabbing pain she felt in her hand. The ring was way too small for her. She held her hand up to examine her finger, the ring glittered beautifully around her finger, but the pain...it was excruciating.

"Congratulations Chandini,' Advay smirked like the devil. "you are officially engaged to me.'

She glared at him and then at the ring on her finger with widened eyes. They were engaged.

"This is our marriage,' He continued smirking as he wiped the tears that fell on her cheek, "The world will covet it, but you... you alone will feel the pain.'

She shivered, sobbing softly, both at the callous tone of his voice and at the throbbing pain in her hand that was now spreading throughout her arm.

"I give you one last chance Chandini,' He wiped her tears, "defy your mother, come with me, let's get married. I will have that ring re-sized and will treat you right.'

"You cannot force me to marry you,' She snapped. "I don't want to marry you.'

"Why not?'

"Because you betrayed me... you...you,' She choked on her tears, "you took my ...' She sobbed, "and then called me a sl...s**t.'

Advay took a deep breath, she was truly testing his patience. But her tears...he sighed aloud...he had to stay strong. He couldn't let her weaken his resolve.

"I cannot marry a man who has such a low opinion of me.'

"But you are s**t,' She shot her furious eyes to his, "and will surely turn into one if you marry PP.'

"Besides,' He examined her finger in his hand, "I never said I didn't want to marry you... all I said was beg me to marry you.'

"You bought us a honeymoon package as a wedding gift,' she almost choked.

"It was a joke.'

"A joke,' she snapped, "Buying us a honeymoon package was a joke...calling me a s**t was a joke? ... how dare you call me that...I was a virgin till you...you.' She sobbed on her hot tears.

"You are a s**t.' She shot her eyes to him, hate seething through her. "hence why you are willing to marry PP while I ...the man who f**ked you...no no ... what was that again... the man you gave your virginity to...,' He chuckled darkly, "oops sorry...correction...the man who took your virginity...am struggling to get a yes from you.'

Chandini looked away. He was hurling her words at her. She hadn't given her virginity, he had taken it... or had she given him her virginity? She let out a heavy sigh, she wasn't sure of what she had done, her passion had clouded her reason that night and now she was paying a heavy price.

"Now... quick beg me so we can marry and be done with this nonsense.'

"Why... why exactly should I beg you.'

"Because I like women who beg,' She shuddered at the cold in his voice, and the blank darkness that swept across his face, "I love it when women kneel at my feet with their head bowed down...their eyes trained to the floor...waiting for my instruction... struggling to grab my attention.'

She glared at him.

"I am an egoistic bas***d Chandini,' She squirmed, as he continued with a total lack of remorse, "I have an ego bigger than this entire f**king universe and I love it when a beautiful woman massages it, fans it to life.' She jerked her head away from him as he held her chin in his fingers.

"Is it how you plan on playing it with me?' He smirked, she was digging herself deeper. She glared at him again as soon as he brushed his fingers against her cheek.

"Lower your eyes Chandini,' He smirked, "I don't forgive easily, I have kept a count of all the times you have misbehaved with me... Don't f**king annoy me anymore or you will see a side to me you will regret forever.'

"Beg.' He pushed her to her knees on the floor, "Or else that ring stays on your finger,'

She lowered her eyes, tears pricking her eyes at the threat evident in his voice. She shivered, where was her Advay? Had she truly lost him? For the first time, she feared the man she had always felt the safest with. She gazed at the fold of his jacket, wanting to hide from him.

Advay buttoned his jacket, "I said beg.'

Chandini tugged at the ring with all her might as Advay chuckled at her helplessness, tapping his dress shoes on the cold marble floor restlessly...She glared at the diamond on her finger. It was stunning, must have cost him a fortune. But it was her death trap, she had to get it off before PP turned up. She looked at the clock, it was half past five, she had an hour to get this stupid ring off her finger. Advay lazily checked his phone while glancing down to her every now and again.

"It won't come off, my beautiful pet,' He chuckled, "Stop fighting... just go with the flow.'

"I am not your pet.' She snapped.

"You will be... once I marry you.' He chuckled again, little did she realise that he had already considered her his pet, "but for that you will have beg me.'

She glared at him, he was truly annoying her beyond measure. She just wanted to yell at him. Instead took a deep breath and continued struggling with the ring on her finger.

"You are stuck with me Chandini,' she sighed at the sound of his deep voice. "Just like that ring on your finger,' He hissed, "I am f**king stuck with you...now beg so I can marry you.'

"Kya chahte hai aap?'

"Tumhe chahta hoon... Just want you.'

"I don't want you.'

"You have no option but to want me...but I'll give you have two options,' he smirked, "either tell your mother you want to marry me or beg me to marry you.'

"I don't want to marry a man like you.' she snapped.

"No... You just want to f**k a man like me,' he chuckled as he sat on his chair and admired the kneeling woman before him, "hence why you are a s**t.'

Chandini closed her eyes trying to contain her hate.

"I want you to swallow your pride and beg me to marry you.'

"Okay... Marry me, ' she sighed as he narrowed his eyes. She just had to get out of this room.

"You call that begging, ' he chuckled.

"pyaar se, meri jaan,' he continued, "first fold your holds in prayer, haath jodo.'

Chandini watched him in horror.

"Then say jeee... no... Not jeee,' he smiled as he pinched her chin softly, "suniye jeee... Right? I like it... Love it...love it when you call me that... reminds me of how my mother called my Baba.'

Chandini tried to turn her face away from his hand.

"Suniye jeee... Please take pity on me and marry me, please... Please... protect my honour and my family's reputation...blah blah..., "he chuckled, "just use your imagination Chandini. Make it sound genuine... you are a brilliant actress and I know what a brilliant liar you are... tell me a lie...make it sound genuine. '

"I don't lie.'

"Really? ' he raised his brow as he chuckled to himself.

"I don't lie...I won't lie.' She wiped her tears, "what happens if I beg?'

"Good question.' he smirked. "once I am happy with your plea, like I said this morning, we can go down to the temple and get married. Everything's organized, you beg me... I take you to the temple... We get married... We come back home and announce our wedding to your family.'

"You won't speak to my mother. '

"About what?'

"You should have been asking my hand in marriage from my mother.'

"Excuse me,' He stuttered his eyes, "I should be asking your mother for permission...for what?'

Chandini glared at him in disbelief. What was the matter with him?

"I don't need anyone's permission to take what's mine,' He glared at her, "Do I make myself clear?'

"Besides, your father has already handed you to me...so technically you are mine.' He smirked, "Your father has performed your kanyadaan, you should know better...eldest daughter of the Mahant.'

"Kanyadaan is always performed by both the parents,' She looked him in the eye, who did he think he was kidding, "my mother was not present when my father handed me over.'

"Wow Chandini...you truly know the rituals, don't you?' Advay smirked, "You are right it is performed as a couple...but it doesn't apply in your case.'

She frowned.

"Indrani is not your mother...your father alone has the right to hand you over... which he did... but you choose to dishonour him.'

"You want me to elope with you and marry you without the knowledge or the permission of my parents.' Chandini fumed to herself. "what is your opinion of me?'

"Not very good...let me be honest,' he sighed. "Like I said you are a s**t,' She shuddered at the seductive tone of his voice, "my s**t...my own personal s**t.'

"Do you realize I am the oldest daughter of the Mahant,' she glared at him, "do you know what that means? '

"All I know,' he smirked, "is that the oldest daughter of the Mahant gave me her virginity...handed it to me on a platter... on the day of her Roka to another man.'

Chandini looked away, tears of shame forming in her eyes.

"You didn't seem to need your parents' permission to have me in your bed, did you Chandini?' Advay continued to wear his smug face, as tears finally rolled down her cheeks. She was trapped... He had trapped her. She covered her face in her hands and sobbed.

"Listen let's not complicate this anymore,' Advay said as he flinched at the sight of her tears. She had been sobbing for a while now, he just couldn't watch her cry anymore, "just go down, tell your mother we are engaged and we can have a happy wedding with everyone's blessings or beg me to marry you and I shall take you to the temple and we can get married. In either case I shall marry you and I shall ensure that once you are my wife you will never shed a single tear in your life. ' he wiped her tears with his thumb, "I will take care of you... Will never let you cry... I promise.'

Chandini lifted her tear drenched gaze up to him, his voice sounded tender like he cared for her. Her heart told her, he was telling her the truth but her head was not willing to trust him or willing to defy her mother. This would be a matter of great shame either ways for her Maa. She was not willing to upset her Maa or tarnish her image. She wiped her tears, got up to her feet and adjusted her dupatta. She had to go with the flow, she had to get out the room.

"Good girl,' He removed his hand-kerchief from his pocket and wiped her face, "speak to your mother, tell her you want to marry me,' He kissed her forehead, and then placed a kiss on her finger that had turned red, "Does it hurt?' She nodded, "once you tell your mother, I will get this cut and re-sized,' He kissed her tear drenched eyes one after the other and held her tight in his arms. "Do it quickly and we can go... Hmm,' He held her gaze in his assuring eyes, "Don't worry about your mother...just tell her you want to marry me...I will take it from there... okay.'

She nodded as she gathered her lehenga and made her way out of the door.

"I'll be watching Chandini,' Advay warned her as he stood outside her room, "don't let me down.'

Advay watched her like a hawk, as she disappeared down the stairs. Indrani was sat on her chair, sipping on her tea. She looked worried, though he wasn't sure why. The lounge was subtly decorated with a few bouquets of red and white roses, it didn't look like it was an engagement. Why was she rushing the engagement, he wondered? He sighed, not that he cared, he would be marrying Chandini, once she had faced her mother. He smiled to himself, maybe she had finally succumbed to his pressure. But for once he was impressed with the strength of her resolve. She was arrogant and proud just like him, and he respected her spirit. He was going to have to keep it intact while breaking her into submission. She was truly someone to be treasured and she was his. He smirked to himself.

Chandini walked down the stairs towards her mother There was time for the function to begin, PP was yet to arrive. She slowly made her way towards Indrani, while Advay watched her from above, satisfied at the confusion that flashed across Indrani's wicked face at the lehenga that Chandini was wearing. He smirked to himself, she was in for the greatest surprise of her life. He crossed his arms across his chest and watched with content as Chandini held her hand out to Indrani. Anger flashed across Indrani face at the sight of Chandini's ring. He chuckled, this was going to be fun, how was she going to react to find her daughter defying her orders.

But instead he clenched his fists as soon as Indrani got up to her feet and slapped Chandini across her face. "Dammit.' He muttered under his breath. Why hadn't he seen it coming, he cursed himself as he sprinted down the stairs?

"Tell me Chandini who gave you this ring?' Indrani commanded as Chandini trembled.

Advay shot his furious eyes to Chandini, she hadn't told her mother who had given her the ring, hadn't told her she wanted to marry him.

"Tell me,' Indrani slapped Chandini again. Advay stood at a distance and watched the drama enfold while his nails dug painfully into his palm

"Just say it Chandini, ' he whispered to himself. "Just say it... say it meri jaan.'

"Like I said Maa,' Chandini trembled, "it's stuck on my finger. You may please cut it to remove it. '

"I know its stuck...I will chop your finger if I have to,' Indrani roared, "But before that I want to know who gave you this ring? '

Advay clenched his fists tighter, wincing as Indrani slapped his Chandini again and again. Rage flooded though his body in waves. He raked his fingers through his hair unsure of whether he should step in and stop Indrani. But he was stunned at Chandini's strength as she stood trembling like a leaf taking blow after blow from her menacing mother.

"Jiji please stop,' Kajal ran into the lounge. Ranjit and Shakun followed her, with Shikha and Meghu sprinting out of the kitchen to see what the commotion was all about. Murli winced to himself at the way the evening had turned out. He had tried in vain to talk to her. Why did she had to be so stubborn?

"Don't support her today Kajal,' Indrani glared at her sister, "she has a ring on her finger that is stuck and is meant to be engaged to PP in an hour's time.'

"Jiji,' Ranjit stepped in, "PP baba will be here any minute. Let's get the ring out before he turns up. We can worry about who gave her the ring later. I'll trash him to a pulp...I promise. But first let's get the ring out.'

Indrani nodded as Ranjit grabbed Chandini's hand and roughly tugged at the ring. Chandini yelped in pain, as Advay watched in horror.

"Can't we get a jeweller to cut it,' Kajal suggested, unable to watch Chandini writhe in pain.

"We don't have time for that,' Indrani hissed.

"I have an idea,' Shakun giggled wickedly, "Shikha get some hot water.'

Advay watched the scene, unable to fathom what Shakun's idea was as Shikha balanced a large pot of hot boiling water in her hand and placed it before Shakun.

"Chandini...darling put your hand in the hot water.' Shakun giggled, like as though it was a joke.

"The metal will expand in the hot water and will come off your finger,' She chuckled. Advay shot his furious eyes at Shakun while Shikha and Meghana shrieked in horror. Was she serious? The metal would expand? What about the finger... What about Chandini? Ranjit pushed Chandini to her knees forcing her to kneel in front of the pot of water. Advay glanced from a smirking Shakun to a glaring Ranjit to a fuming Indrani in disbelief.

What sort of monsters are these, he asked himself?

He glanced down at Chandini who sat trembling before the pot, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Was she playing a trick upon him, a dark thought crept at the back of his mind? Maybe she was hoping he would step in and own up to the ring.

I am no so weak Chandini, he chuckled to himself, sure Chandini would break once her mother would insist she put her hand in the boiling pot of water.

But Advay gasped aloud as soon as Ranjit grabbed Chandini's hand and forced it into the boiling pot of water. She screamed in agony. Meghu, Shikha and Kajal sobbed to themselves.

"Stop it,' Advay yelled as he pounced on Ranjit, grabbed Chandini hand and pulled it out of the hot water.

"Get some ice,' He screamed. Shikha scrambled to her feet and ran into the kitchen.

Chandini sobbed to herself, Advay glared at her in disbelief, what was the matter with her? Why couldn't she just stand up to herself?

"What is the matter with you people?' he yelled instead, fighting back his tears.

"Advay it would be best if you didn't interfere in our family matters,' Indrani scowled at him. He wanted to put her in her place, but instead decided to tend to the trembling wincing Chandini in his arms.

Advay put her hand in the bowl of ice Shikha placed in front of him. Indrani watched with a satisfied smirk covering her wicked face.

"Meghana,' she said. Meghu shivered, "get a first aid box and bandage her hand. We can tell PP that she scalded her hand while cooking.'

Indrani glared at Chandini and walked away with Shakun and Ranjit at her tow. Advay glowered at her. Her would make her pay for this. But first, he had to deal with the stupid sobbing girl in his arms. Chandini buried her head in his chest and sobbed as he scooped her in his arms and carried her upstairs.

"It's okay... I am here,' he whispered as he sat on the chair, and held her in his arms, while Meghana sat at her feet with the first aid box.

"Jiji,' She choked on her tears, "this is going to hurt.'

Chandini was shaking like a leaf, "May...may I,' She pointed to his jacket.

He nodded as he opened the fold of his jacket, and held her close to his heart. Tears stung his eyes at how vulnerable she sounded. Chandini clutched on to Advay shirt and buried her face into his chest as she prepared herself to be stung by the antiseptic. Advay tightened his grip around her and held her hand towards Meghu.

Chandini muffled her whimpers in his chest as soon as she felt the liquid burn against her inflamed hand. Advay held her tight, his blood draining from his face. What had he made her do?

"It's okay Jiji, you'll be fine,' Shikha assured her as Meghu began bandaging her trembling hand. Advay cupped her tear stricken face watching her writhe in pain.

"I am sorry Chandini,' he whispered, "I am really sorry... I didn't see that coming.'

He choked on his tears, as he kissed her forehead.

"Did you give her the ring?' Shikha asked. He nodded as he wiped his face and held Chandini closer to his chest.

"Why didn't you tell Maa?'

"Will you let her get engaged to PP?' Meghu asked.

"She is engaged to me,' He sniffled.

"Marry her Jiju...offer Maa more money like Kajal Maasi suggested,' Shikha pleaded him with tear drenched eyes. "PP is not a good man, we all know that now.'

"And you think I am a good man,' Advay chuckled, struggling to fight his tears.

"You are a good man Jiju,' Meghu and Shikha chimed together.

"I watched your mother scald her hand silently... Would you still consider me a good man?' He sighed, "I am responsible for what happened tonight.'

"No, you didn't watch silently,' Meghu said as Advay raised a brow.

"Yes Jiju... You were the only one to shout back at Maa, the only person who stopped Maa, who pulled her hand out,' Shikha sniffled, "The rest of us watched in silence. If it weren't for you they would have continued with the torture till she passed out or worse died.'

Advay shook his head as that moment flashed before his eyes again.

"You didn't know they were going to do this, did you?' Shikha asked as Advay shook his head. "would you have allowed it to happen had you known. '

"Had I known I would have ripped Ranjits arm out of his shoulder,' he hissed, "still plan on doing it.'

Shikha chuckled to herself, she loved his temper, it was like her own temper. Advay watched Chandini's peaceful face, had she fallen asleep in his arms or had she passed out, he wasn't sure. But she was not in a state to deal with anymore dramas.

"What time is the engagement?' He asked glancing at the watch.

"Half past seven, PP should be here any minute.' It was only just six, maybe if he hurried. He pulled his phone out.

"Sid,' He said urgently, "Can you ensure PP doesn't make it to the Haveli...Hmm...just keep him busy tonight... he wants to meet up with me later ... I have invited him to the Sheraton...yes...Chandini...she is not ...just leave it...just make sure he doesn't turn up please.'

Shikha and Meghu exchanged glances with each other. What was he planning on doing now?

"How can Sid Bhaiyya stop him?' Shikha asked.

"I don't know,' Advay sighed, "Maybe they can ask him to give a statement for what happened last night.'

"Maa is going to go berserk,' Meghu sounded alarmed, "She was insistent that this engagement must happen tonight.'

"Why?' Shikha frowned.

"Pata nahi,'

"Maybe because PP spiked her drinks,' Advay said, "You mother probably fears that his intentions are not noble.'

"They aren't anyways.' Shikha sighed, PP was the greatest mistake ever.

"I don't understand Chandini,' He sighed, "Why is she like this? Why won't she stand up to your mother?'

"It's a lost cause.' Shikha blew the strand of hair on her face.

"She hasn't had any love,' Meghu said as she held her sister's hand in hers, "Maa has been unkind to her all her life.'

Advay studied Meghana's face with intent as she wiped her tears.

"Par phir bhi Meghu,' Shikha blurted.

"Shut up Shikha...you were young then... you have no idea,' Meghu snapped, "Jiji has always protected you ... she has been a mother to you...but Jiji, Jiji hasn't had anyone to protect her...to look after her...to stand up to her.'

"Hmm,' Shikha rested her head on Advay's knee, "she has always been a mother to me.'

"The pressures of society, of being the oldest daughter of a Mahant, of being the oldest sister with two younger sisters who would be judged because of you,' Meghu sighed, "everything... slowly destroyed her self-confidence. Hence why she has a slouch, have you noticed,' She asked Advay. He nodded softly, he was probably the only person she ever stood up to and he was proud of her for that, "she wanted to take up a job, she had an offer from Allahabad university, still has an offer from a prestigious college down the road, she was a gold medallist in her masters... but Maa,' She sighed, "and the head priests at the temple, everyone ensured she didn't take up the job.'

Advay let out a sigh. The bloody conservative society of his city.

"The abduction only made matters worse,' Meghu continued, "it shattered whatever little confidence she had in her. Everyone frowned upon her...called her a sl...,' Meghu choked, "sl...s**t...,' Advay gasped, hence why that word upset her so much, "but Maa,' She frowned, "Strangely though Maa was the only person who stood by her... she supported her, protected her. She helped her regain her confidence to some extent.' Advay frowned, why had Indrani acted out of character, what was in it for her, "Maybe, hence why she feels indebted to Maa. She stood beside her when everyone else left her.'

"She hoped that Dev Bhaiyya would come for her,' Shikha blurted.

"Shikha,' Meghu glared at her.

"It's a fact though,' She said, as Advay let out a heavy sigh, "She was sure he would come for her and would marry her,' Tears welled in Shikha's eyes, "She was sure he would free her from the shackles of playing the perfect girl. She always said she felt free with him, could be anyone she wanted to be and that he never judged her.' He kissed her forehead, she could be anyone she wanted to be with him, "like she grew wings with him, and could fly away to a far far land and live happily ever after.'

"But he didn't come.' Meghu whispered.

"He didn't come,' Advay kissed Chandini's forehead again, "I came.'

"I am glad u came.' Shikha sighed as she continued resting her head on his knee.

"Me too.' Meghu sighed to herself.

Advay watched the girl in his arms, she too was melancholic, just like him. She too bore scars on her heart, just like him. But most of it...all of it was her own doing. Had she not done what she had all those years ago, she would have been living the perfect life with him. But she had to ruin it all, like she was ruining it again now.

"I love her lehenga,' Shikha squeaked, only just noticing the exquisite fabric she was leaning against.

"Did you buy her this lehenga.' Meghu frowned, "I am sure PP's lehenga was a disgusting green that should have made her look like a parrot.'

"I did. I am glad you like it,' He chuckled softly, pointing to the tattered green blouse on the floor, "I ripped the other lehenga to pieces, it was hideous.'

"Thank god for that.' Meghu sighed, admiring the soft luxurious dupatta in her hand.

"Jiju,' Shikha whispered.

"Hmm.'

"Could you buy me a lehanga like this for my wedding?'

"I'll buy you a better one.'

"Me too.' Meghu asked, "But in teal, I love teal.'

"Okay.'

"I love pink,' Shikha whispered, feeling safe and relaxed with her head against Advay's knee.

"Can I ask you a question?' Advay narrowed his eyes. He was finding it impossible to believe that Chandini had protected herself. She was a simple girl.

"Hmm.'

"She never stepped outside the house, did she?' Meghu frowned, "Since the morning she fell down the stairs.'

"No,' Shikha shook her head, she didn't leave the house except last night on her date with creepy.

"Is that what you call him?' Advay chuckled. Shikha and Meghu nodded, giggling to each other.

"Creepy PP.' They chimed together.

"So, she never left the house,' Hope welled in Advay's heart again. She had to be lying to him.

"She didn't go anywhere but two of friends had come to visit her.' Shikha frowned.

"I see.' Advay nodded, "why?'

"One of them is a good friend of hers,' Meghu said, "She lives down the road. Jiji had invited her to her Roka but she was not in town.'

"Hmm.'

"I think they came to wish her.'

"What do they do?'

"One of them is married, she is a professor,' Shikha said, "the other one who lives down the road is a doctor.'

"Doctor,' Advay glared at her, "What kind of a doctor?'

"A gynaecologist.' He sighed, so she hadn't been lying after all. "Why do you ask?'

"Just asking.' He smiled ruefully, his mother had other plans for him. He was never meant to have a life. He had allowed himself to live only to avenge the death of his parents. Chandini was a beautiful mirage he had hoped to touch. He brushed his fingers against her cheek as she slept peacefully. They were star crossed lovers and were never meant to have a happy life. He was here with a purpose and once he fulfilled his purpose he would have to join his Maa. He held her close to his heart, he had today...he had now, and he was going to hold her now. He sighed blinking the tears that were struggling to break free. He had to marry her, she was the key to everything. This had to be done for the sake of his parents... You burn...I burn...his words came back to him. I burn... you burn too Chandini, he smirked to himself. It works both ways. She had once ruined him, now it was his time to ruin her.

Indrani roared in fury and razed everything on her dressing table to the floor with one sweep of her hand, while Kajal and Shakun watched her in horror. Her well-crafted plan had fallen apart.

"Jiji.' Shakun shivered beside Kajal.

"The engagement has been called off.' Her voice cracked in rage. "PP is at the police station.'

Kajal and Shakun gasped together. Why?

"Kyun Jiji?' Kajal mustered the courage to ask.

"To enquire about last night.' She hissed, "They stopped them as they were leaving and have forced him to give a statement.'

Kajal heaved a sigh, there was still hope. Maybe Advay could still play his cards.

"Kajal.' Kajal trembled, "What happened last night?'

"Jiji.'

"What happened with Chandini,' She glared at her, "I want to know everything.'

"Jiji... like I said,' She trembled, "PP abandoned Shikha and Chandini, a gang war ensued and a few goons were after Chandini... Advay saved her again, Shikha called the police and the matter was brought under control...Chandini was hurt, she was drunk... PP did something.'

"Who gave her that ring,' Indrani glared at Kajal, "and who gave her that Lehanga...PP's lehenga was green...it was a hideous green...I picked it myself.'

"Why Jijjji?' Kajal choked on her tears.

"Just to prove to PP's mother that Chandini will always do my bidding.' She snapped, "She will dress like I ask her to, eat what I tell her to and sleep with who I command her to.' She glared at Kajal, "I can trade her...sell her... kill her... do as I please with her,' She roared, "because I own her.'

"But Jiji.'

"I have trained her... raised her with an iron fist... punished her severely to the point that she will wet herself before defying my orders.' Indrani glowered, "I didn't raise her for free...now is the time for her to pay me back for everything... time to fulfil her duty towards me.'

Kajal sobbed softly, her poor child, her sister had raised her for slaughter.

Indrani strode up to Kajal and shook her by her arms.

"Who gave her that ring?' She roared, rattling Kajal like rag doll.

"I ...I ...I do...don't know,' She stammered.

"It's a solitaire diamond ring, ten times the size that PP's mother and I chose for her.' Indrani hissed, "We spent two lacs, that ring on her finger is no less than twenty lacs.'

"But she didn't leave the house.' Shakun frowned.

"There is only one man under this roof who can afford a ring like that.'

"Who Jiji?' Kajal squeaked, trembling to herself. Had her sister realised who it was?

"Advay... Singh... Raizada.'

Shakun gasped, while Kajal froze in fear. What was she meant to do now? How was she meant to warn Advay that Indrani had sniffed him out?

"But, why would he?' Shakun frowned, "He is interested in Shikha.'

"I think he is fooling us,' Indrani hissed, how had she missed it, there was a certain way he held Chandini's gaze, he admired her, she shook her head in despair.

"Chandini has certainly said no,' Shakun said, "Or she would have told you whose ring it was.'

Indrani nodded, calming herself down. Chandini had revealed the ring to her before PP had turned up. She had said that the ring was stuck on her finger... had he forced it on her? She was going to have to find out. She collapsed on her chair with her head in her hand. This wedding had to happen sooner, she had to outwit Advay. But before that she had to ensure it was him. But how? She sighed, certain it was him. He had come after the temple, he wanted the temple, and Chandini was the heir. It was a game he was playing. She smirked to herself, he was yet to meet Indrani Yash Narayan Vashisht.

Advay sat tapping his fingers on the glass he clenched in his hand, as he waited for Sid at the plush bar at the Sheraton. He checked his phone, Chandini had fallen asleep, Shikha was meant to keep a watch and text him every hour. It has been an eventful day, but he was engaged to Chandini now. He smiled. Yet again he was at crossroads with himself. There was a part of him that craved to have a normal happy life with her, to cherish and treasure the beautiful girl who had hid in his jacket and had fallen asleep in his arms, despite the pain and grief he had made her live. Yet a part of him lusted revenge, lusted her ruin, lusted to ravage her in ways only his perverted mind could conjure. Did he want to marry her? He did. Did he want to cherish her? He wasn't sure. Did he want to have a life with her? He didn't. Not anymore, not after the way the events of the morning had unfolded. He needed Chandini's unwavering loyalty now, not that he had cared for it before. But her unflinching loyalty towards Indrani had fanned the flame for a need for the perfect slave he had craved for. A wicked smirk broke out on his face. He would train her, force her into his ways and transform her into what he wanted. He was going to master her, whether she liked it or not. He had already taken her for his slave, now he had to get her to consent once that she took him as her master. Just once was all he needed to master her for life. Her would earn back her allegiance and her loyalty and would then shatter her, just like she had shattered him all those years ago. He would master her and turn her into his perfect collared slave. She had turned a Mahant into an Aghori, now it was time to turn the Mahant's daughter into an Aghori's wife and pay her back in her own coin. She had forced him into the sick twisted life of a hardcore master that he was, not it was time to turn her into the perfect slave to fulfil her master's perverted desires. It was time to turn her into his own personal s**t.

"You love her,' A voice protested at the back of his head, he knew whose voice it was and it was time to shut that voice forever. "Shut the f**k up' he snapped in his head, he was Advay Singh Raizada and it was high time he shut Dev Kashyap in the deepest recesses of his soul if he wanted to win this war.

"Advay,' He turned his head towards the tall broad man settling on the sofa before him.

"Sid.' He smiled broadly as he put his hand out to him.

"How are you mate?'

"Have been better.' Advay sighed, sipping on his drink. "Would you like a drink?'

"No mate, I am driving,' Sid replied, "will have to be diet coke for me tonight.'

Advay nodded ordering him a coke.

"You wanted to talk.' Sid said, sensing his friend was grim faced. "Are you alright?'

"Had a shitty day.' Advay let out sigh, "Nightmare.' He took another sip from his glass, "Anyways... thanks for handling PP tonight.'

"You are welcome mate.' Sid chuckled, "We had him in for a statement, ensured we held him for a couple of hours... he was shitting his pants apparently.'

Advay chuckled, "Asshole.'

"Last night was shit,' Sid sighed, "Looks like we have our work cut out in this city, not complaining... it's challenging.'

"I broke one of the goon's jaws last night,' Advay gripped the glass in his hand, "turns out he is Chandini's kidnapper.'

"What the f**k.'

"Hmm,' Advay nodded, "We need to find him, need to get to the bottom of this.'

"Could you recognise him?'

"I could... I saw him up close,' He said, hardening his jaw at how he had wrapped Chandini's saree around his arm, "I would have battered him to death, had it not been for Chandini. I can identify him and so can Chandini...I have injured his pretty bad... but.' He sighed again, if only Chandini hadn't been so clingy he could have pinned him down and found the motive behind the abduction. "He got away.'

"She was abducted... it's true.'

"Hmm.'

"I will investigate this matter.' Sid said, "It will take time, but I will. How is she by the way?'

"Playing up.' He sighed, raking his fingers through his hair in frustration.

Sid chuckled, "I don't blame her.'

Advay raised his brow.

"Only a deranged person would want to marry a f**king pervert like you.'

"Asshole.' Advay chuckled, "Looks who's talking... the f**king pot calling the kettle black.'

Advay poured himself another drink, his evening had been shit. Chandini was proving to be a pain. She was not succumbing to him. How was he meant to get her to agree to him? But the idea of starting a family with Chandini had brought back a faint glimmer of hope within his life. But she had ruined it. He sighed in despair, his life was a complicated mess...he was a complicated mess.

"You look happy.' Sid chuckled sarcastically.

"I have had a shit day...' He glared at him, he felt ten times worse than how he looked, "Chandini... she is a pain... this should have been a walk in the park.'

Sid let out a hearty laugh. His friend was in love...finally. This was going to be fun to watch...maybe he could learn a thing or two from Advay as always.

"How do you plan on getting her to consent,' He asked.

"I have no idea,' He sighed, "will have to play without consent.'

"What the f**k mate.'

"How the f**k am I meant to know if she is into all this,' Advay snapped, "How will she know unless she plays?'

"You are truly playing with fire here. It could go both ways.'

"I did something terrible to her.'

"You did...What?'

"I clamped her tongue.' He chuckled.

"You bas***d...did she consent?'

He shook his head winking at Sid.

"That is abuse, you asshole,' Sid glared at him, this was meant to be his friend, "I will f**king skin you alive if you abuse her...maybe I need to have a word with her.'

"Chill,' Advay snapped, "Have I ever abused a woman?'

"But you are willing to breaks the rules with Chandini Bhabhi.' Sid said, "You are letting your personal vendetta rule your head.'

"Shut the f**k up... I know what I am doing. He said, "Besides turns out she actually liked the clamp.'

"She did.' Sid gasped out aloud. His friend always knew how to get away with murder.

"Hmm.'

"You need to tell me how you are going to get her consent,' Sid said, "I am going to need some tips on that... my parents want me to marry and settle down... how am I meant to break the news that I am a Dom and I need a sub for a wife.'

"You f**king need a sub... think about me ...you asshole...I need a slave...not any slave...need Chandini to be that perfect slave.'

Sid let out a hearty laugh that rang through the walls of the bustling bar.

"Hence why I need you to tip me mate,' He chuckled, "If Bhabhi agrees to your madness...finding a sub would be a walk in the park.'

"Coming back to work,' Advay said, as though suddenly reminding himself, "we have a vacancy for two people, you could put two of your people on my team.'

Sid nodded.

"Hello Sir,' Advay turned his head, towards the petite pretty girl in a short black dress, standing beside him.

"Shilpa,' He smiled as he put his hand out to her, "Come sit with us.'

She sat beside Advay and placed her drink and her folder on the table before him.

"Sid this is Shilpa,' Advay said, as Shilpa put her hand out towards a gob-smacked Sid, "She is the detective I was telling you about.'

Sid put his hand out transfixed on the beautiful girl before him. Shilpa smiled to herself as she exchanged glances with Advay.

"Sid,' Advay smacked him on his back, "This is Shilpa.'

"Oh Sorry,' He took her hand and placed a kiss on the back of her hand, "I... I am Si...Siddharth...Sid...our names start with the same letter... that must be a sign right.'

Advay sighed, his friend and his hopeless pick-up lines.

"Shilpa is a domme.' Advay murmured. Sid felt his jaw hit the floor, and struggled to shut it back in place. This pretty petite girl before him was a domme. Where was the world coming to? "She has trained under me... she is just as good as me if not better.'

"Sir,' Shilpa blushed.

"Where did you find her?' Sid asked, still unable to take his eyes off the stunning girl adjusting her stocking from under her short black dress. Was she seducing him?

"Amsterdam.' Shilpa smiled at him, "I followed Sir to London. Wanted to train under him.'

"Amsterdam...Do you still play mate?'

"Not in Amsterdam,' Advay sipped on his drink, "I have only been playing in London... And only at elite clubs.'

"I can never forget the first time I watched you at the public dungeon.'

Advay laughed out loud at the memory.

"Asshole here,' He said to Shilpa, "puked the first time he watched me perform a CNC,'

"What?' Shilpa laughed, as she eyed an embarrassed Sid from head to toe.

"Is he Vanilla?'

"No, he is a f**king Dom.'

"It happens,' Shilpa sighed, "There are a lot of imposters floating around. Vanilla's pretending to be Masters.'

"And slaves.' Advay added, he had met more Vanilla's than hard core subs in his life, let alone slaves.

"I am not an imposter,' Sid sounded genuine, "I am a Dom.'

"Why did you puke?' Shilpa raised her brow.

"It was too much to stomach.' Sid sighed, thankful he had a beard on his face that hid his flushed cheeks.

"It was a CNC... Consensual non-consent, ' Advay rolled his eyes. "I had warned you before I took you to the club.'

"CNC's are always hard core,' Shilpa chuckled softly, "and when a Master like Sir performs it, it's worse... he doesn't give a safe word.'

"Yeah I gathered that.' Sid let out a sigh. "Is that girl alive?'

"Shut the f**k up...she was begging for more,' Advay sighed, "I had to stop...no one orders me around. I decide how much pain I inflict and when I say enough, the f**king sub has to obey,' He glared at Sid, "By the way her name is Molly, she is a very good friend of mine, and owns a top boutique in Milan.'

"Wow,' Sid raised his brow. He hadn't realised how many successful men and women were into this lifestyle till he had hit the club Advay had taken him to. He was an ACP and was into this lifestyle and so was a top entrepreneur and academician like Advay.

"The first time I saw Sir at the club, he was performing a CNC,' Shilpa's eyes shone with pride, "I knew it then that I had to train under him.'

"I was impressed with the way she was meticulously taking notes,' Advay chuckled, "And then she asked all the right questions once the session had ended and I knew she was gifted, like me.'

"Thank you, Sir.' Shilpa blushed. "Do you still perform extreme CNC's?'

"No, I have cut down... I don't play that extreme anymore.'

"Why not?' Sid frowned.

"Chandini won't be able to handle it,' He sighed, "at least not in the immediate future.'

Sid nodded to himself. Advay truly cared for Chandini. Who was he kidding? He loved her. Maybe it was time he fell in love too. He shifted his gaze to Shilpa as she sipped on her drink.

"So Shilpa,' Advay and Shilpa sighed together, as Sid went back to desperately charm her with his uncharming ways, "would you like to play with a true Dom... Me'

"Sir is the only true Dom in this room,' She winked at Advay, "And I would kill to play his sub, his slave... anything.' Advay laughed out loud, "But Sir,' She sighed, "Sir only wants to play with Chandini Bhabhi...and as for me...I have a sub.'

"You do?' Sid choked on his drink, "Where the f**k did you manage to land a sub in this city?'

"She is seeing Murli.'

"Is she?' Sid checked her from head to toe, she was a tough nut, "How is this going to work? I thought he is a vanilla.'

"She will have to break him into this world...at least he knows what to expect and wants to try.' Advay winked, "Can't wait to watch him struggle to sit straight, when she has her ways with him'

"There are things I want you to do to him, I will give you a list,' Advay chuckled.

Shilpa giggled. Her palm was tingling...maybe it was time to go home and play with her Murli.

"You, sadistic bas***d.' Sid laughed, "would love to see what Murli has to say, now that he has landed himself a Domme.'

Shilpa giggled, Murli was a sweetheart. She was truly lucky to have found him. He adored her to death.

"He called me a psycho the last time I met him,' Sid rolled his eyes, "I mean if I am a f**king psycho ... what are you... a sadistic maniac.'

"Worse.'

"Sir is a Master.' Shilpa said with pride, "and I have had the privilege to train under the best.'

"What makes you a master,' Sid frowned, this was one area that always baffled him, "I thought a dominant is a dominant.'

"It is a title I have earned.' Advay smirked, "Top clubs you play for award you with the title... you must earn it.'

"All masters are dominants, but not all dominants are masters.' Shilpa added, "and what makes Sir so good at it is?' She winked at Advay. Advay smirked, an innate talent, he was born with but would have never discovered had he gone on to become a Mahant.

"An uncanny ability to manipulate women into submitting to me.' Advay said with pride.

"Is that even possible?'

"It's all psychological and consensual,' He said, "you earn their trust, while taking their defences away and eventually once they have given up all control, you take charge and mould them however you wish.'

"Mould them did you say?' Sid frown.

"Hmm,' Shilpa nodded, "There are different behavioural changes that can be brought about in an individual. It is like a training process. Like the way you probably trained in your police academy.'

Sid frowned.

"In the armed forced, there are behavioural changes induced in a person, so that they never disobey orders from above,' Advay added, "they have to obey or they will f**king die.'

"You use similar techniques and mould a person according to your wish,' She said, "But it is all consensual and agreed upon in advance, nothing happens without the explicit consent of both parties.' She smiled, "And Sir here, is a man of principles and high morals, and would never break or mould without explicit consent from the women who entrust their control in his hands.

"And hence why I have earned my title.' Advay smirked with pride, "the women I have played with have honoured me with the title...and I still have a waiting list of women who want to play with me.'

"And I top that list.' Shilpa winked.

"Why would you want to play with me...I have trained you...I have taught you everything I know.'

"I would still want to play with you,' She smiled, "Non-sexually of course,' Advay nodded, "Just want you to take me to sub space.'

"I can't take anyone to sub space.' Sid sighed. "I don't even know what it is.'

"It is a trance like state,' Shilpa said, "when you induce pain, endorphins are released in your brain, numbing you to whatever that is happening around you, it is your body's defence mechanism to stop you from feeling pain... a subspace is an incredible experience, a sub feels light headed and free. I think most people get into this to experience a sub space...apart from fulfilling their fantasies of course.'

"So, what's in it for a Dom?'

"A Dom ...a good Dom will enter a Dom space along with his Sub, because they are in tune with each other, they are in sync,' Shilpa said sipping on her drink, "the Dom is attuned to the sub and once the sub enters the sub space, they can't feel pain and are not in a state to use the safe word...so it's the Dom's responsibility to care for the safety of the Sub... it's a moment in which no one else exists but only the Dom and Sub exist for each other...if played properly it can lead to an extremely intimate bond between the two.'

"Why can't I achieve it.' Sid sighed.

"You must learn to trust and let go.'

"It's an art,' Advay shook his head, "Not everyone can achieve it, but it also depends on the sub, and the trust that you have earned from them.'

"It's all about trust and letting go.' Shilpa said again.

"Trust and Surrender.' Advay smirked, "Just two words ...but they form the core of what I do and what I seek from my slave...trust and surrender.'

Sid sighed, he had a long way to go. But he was happy with whatever it was he did. But where the hell was he meant to find a Sub for himself. He eyed Shilpa again, she looked beautiful, but the moment she had spoken, he knew she was a hardcore Domme. Advay had truly trained her well.

"Anyways, coming back to work,' Shilpa finished her drink in a gulp, "I am here for a reason. Murli told me where to find you,' Advay nodded, "This is a file I have compiled, you might want to have a look at it.'

"What is it?'

"The temple, the lands and the Haveli...nothing can be sold...there is a stay on everything.'

"Is there?'

"But,' She said, "There is a slight glitch.'

"Hmm.'

"The Haveli was mortgaged with a local money launderer before the stay was imposed.'

"What does that mean?'

"The Haveli is mortgaged,' She said, "There is an unpaid debt of five crores on the Haveli...and here...these are the details of the person who it is mortgaged with.'

"I see.' Advay sighed. So Indrani Vashisht had mortgaged the ancient house of his ancestors. Who the hell did she think she was?

"Who has ordered the stay?' Sid asked.

"A Pandit Brij Mohan Das from Vrindavan.'

"Vrindavan?' Advay narrowed his eyes. Who was this?

"I am investigating the matter, will update once I find out who it is.'

Advay nodded.

"The stay states that,' She pointed to the part that she had highlighted, "None of the properties under the temple can be sold or traded, unless and until the legal heir, Mahadev Kashyap doesn't relinquish his rights to it.'

"Whoever this is, knows you are alive.' Sid said.

"Hmm.' Advay nodded. Who was this Pandit from Vrindavan?

"Or maybe they are trying to save the temple from a sure ruin,' Shilpa said, "till Mahadev Kashyap or his bod...' She bit her lip as she pointed to the next part.

"His body is not found.' Advay finished it for her. "or it has not been confirmed that he is dead, until such time it will be assumed that he is alive.'

"They could counter it,' Sid said, "Indrani and her lawyers could counter it by stating that it has been sixteen years, the heir hasn't returned and it's impossible that a body will turn up now. So, one will have to presume that he is dead.'

"Hmm,' Shilpa nodded, "They could do that, there are a few checks they need to do, prove that they have moved mountains in finding the heir and that he has not returned in sixteen years.'

"Why haven't they done it already?' Advay frowned, "Why wait till sixteen years. Surely, Indrani could have done it years ago, prove Dev is dead and take over the property.'

"Indrani could have if, she had the right to.'

"What do you mean?'

"The only person who can raise concern on this matter is the Mahant himself or the next heir in line... Chandini.' Shilpa smiled, "The Mahant is not in a sane state of mind, his words or signatures don't count, the court won't accept them... that leaves us with Chandini...and my source has told me that,' Shilpa winked at Advay, "Chandini was unwilling to accept that Dev could be dead. She was certain he would turn up this year.'

"So, unless she signs a petition challenging the stay... the stay remains,' Advay smirked, so Chandini hadn't challenged the stay in all these years, "and she won't because she is certain Dev will return.'

"Which he has,' Sid sighed, shaking his head, "But asshole wants to play his perverted games with her first.'

"Shut the f**k up.' Advay chuckled. "She deserves it.'

"The trouble is,' Shilpa sighed, "Indrani has prepared all the legal paperwork and wants to get Chandini to sign once she marries PP.'

"Which she won't,' Advay smirked, "because she will be marrying the legal heir himself.'

"You will have to marry her Sir,' Shilpa said, "If she signs this paperwork then the stay will be lifted and you could lose everything... unless you reveal yourself as Dev and claim your right.'

Advay nodded, not that the wealth enticed him. But there was no way he was going to let any of it end up in Indrani's wicked hands. He checked his phone again, Shikha had been texting him every hour with an update on Chandini. It seemed like Chandini had fallen asleep after having her dinner, but Kajal had now warned him that Indrani was certain that he was behind the ring. He smirked to himself. Indrani was not going to win this time. He was going to have his Chandini and turn her into his perfect slave, she would do his bidding, he would break her allegiance to her mother. Indrani was in for the surprise of her life. She was yet to come face to face with Advay Singh Raizada.

"Advay,' Sid sounded alarmed as he glanced towards the entrance.

"Okay you need to scoot, PP is here.' Advay whispered, Shilpa quickly took her bag and her files and disappeared from the back door, before PP saw her...not that he would have recognised her.

"Does he know her?' Sid asked.

"She works as a part time cleaner at the Haveli,' He frowned looking in PP's direction. He was not alone, "That is her cover.'

"Advay bro, how are you? ' PP grinned at him as he made his way towards Advay and Sid.

"Good.' He shook his hands, "PP this is my friend Sid.'

"Oh yeah I remember you from the temple.' He stretched his hand towards Sid, "You are that inspector guy.'

"ACP, ' Sid glared at him, hardening his jaw, "Assistant Commissioner of Police.'

"That's what I meant.' PP sighed, sitting down on the empty chair opposite them. He grinned as his friend joined them with their drinks. "Sorry has been a shit night for me so far...Bro your men ruined my night.' PP glared at Sid.

"Did they?' Sid asked as he glared back at PP. "Why?'

"Some f**king statement I had to give about last night,' he sighed sipping on his drink, "It was my engagement tonight.'

"Oh yeah,' Advay sat up straight in his chair and narrowed his eyes, "You left Chandini and Shikha and disappeared last night.'

"No bro,' PP squeaked like a cornered mouse, "I panicked... the gang were hurling stones and bottles, my foot was on the pedal, I panicked and took off.'

"Leaving two women exposed like the way you did.' Sid hardened his jaw. Why hadn't Advay still clobbered him to death? Maybe he was waiting for Sid to do the honours.

PP grinned sheepishly. There was nothing he could say in his defence. He squirmed in his seat under the piercing glare of the ACP.

"What did you want to talk to me about?' Advay asked in frustration. This better be good, he had to go home and check on Chandini. He checked his phone again to see if Shikha had sent him a text. There was none. Murli was next door and Ranjit had gone out. There was nothing to worry.

"This is my friend...AJ.'

Advay shook his hands. "You mean Ajay.'

"That's the name,' Advay studied him as he spoke. He looked like another slimy bas***d, "but I like being called AJ.'

"My friend here has been following you for a while...we have been googling about some stuff and couldn't help but notice that your name came up quite often.'

"I have a lot of work published, a lot of papers. I am one of the most successful entrepreneurs of the year,' Advay said narrowing his gaze again, why the f**k was PP googling him, "What were you googling about? And Why the f**k are you following me?' He eyed the other slimy man, what the f**k was going on?

"You have a stalker Advay,' Sid chuckled loudly.

"Shut up mate.' Advay snapped again, who the hell was this AJ and why was he stalking him?

"I have watched you perform in Amsterdam.' AJ said as Advay watched him under his narrow gaze.

"Perform,' He hissed, "Perform what... I don't perform...do you know who I am?'

"Of course, I do,' He gave him a slimy smile. Advay checked him from head to toe, "You are Master ASR... I have a picture of yours.'

"You have a what?'

He took the phone the man held out to him and studied the grainy image with intent. It was him undoubtedly, he was wearing his usual black leather raven masquerade with real raven feathers that flared out like wings. It covered his eyes and didn't have a beak like most raven masquerades did. It was hand-made, a design he had hand-picked, and the whip, it was his trademark whip made from bull's tail, that hurt like hell, with his initials glimmering in gold, along with his platinum cuffs with Master etched on it ...but his tattoo...his tattoo was unmissable. He wasn't wearing a shirt...Just a pair of leather cowboy trousers in tan, how old was this picture?

"This looks like an old picture.'

"Maybe six...seven years old.'

"Hmm...I can tell...I don't hold the whip like that anymore,' He sighed, "That technique doesn't work most of the time...I have improvised on that now.'

"I have practised watching you.'

"Who the f**k are you again?' Advay snapped, what the hell was going on here?

"He is a very good friend of mine.' PP stepped in, "We studied together at Boston...I was told him I made friends with ASR,' PP beamed, "and he has been dying to meet you since.'

"Looks like for all the wrong reasons,' Sid hardened his jaw.

"No bro,' PP winked, "for all the right reasons.'

"What do you guys want?' Advay asked finally.

"We want you to train you.'

Advay widened his eyes, were his ears ringing. They wanted him to do what?

"Train you for what?' He looked at the man suspiciously.

"Look, my friend here has read somewhere in some interview of yours that you train people...and wants you to train him.'

"What do you think I am ... a f**king training institute?' He snapped. His day had been shit and now his night was going down the drain.

"We'll pay you.'

"I wouldn't offer him money if I were you,' Sid warned, "That's if I want to go home alive.'

"I don't train for money,' Advay snapped in frustration as he gulped his drink, it was time to go home.

"Well then train me for Chandini's sake.'

"For whose sake?' Advay hissed, Sid grabbed Advay's arm, sensing how furious his friend looked.

"Listen I...we...AJ and I have been doing this for some time now,' PP grinned, "But we want someone to train us...show us the ropes so we don't f**k it up.'

"Do you have her consent?' Sid asked, trying to sound normal. He was a police officer. This was protocol.

"No...not yet,' PP said, "But I can get it once we are married.'

"And what if you realise she is not into Kink.' Sid continued with his questioning.

"Don't worry she will be.'

"How do you know?' Sid snapped as Advay continued to glare furiously, PP was talking about playing with his girl to his face, he clenched his fists "Not everyone is into this...what if she is Vanilla?'

"Vanilla... you mean like not into this... like normal people.'

"What is normal?' Advay snapped, "Either you are Vanilla or not Vanilla ... It's simple as...Do I look abnormal to you...you are doing it...are you f**king abnormal?'

"You are funny bro,' PP chuckled.

"What do you want to learn?' Sid asked, "Maybe I could help you...I am also into this... not as extreme like our friend ASR here...but I do play.'

Advay glared at him. Why was he indulging him in this conversation? Sid nodded. Advay relaxed slightly, maybe it was a good idea to get to know what PP truly intended to do.

"Would you like another drink mate?' Sid grinned at PP and AJ, while holding his mate in place. If only PP knew the consequences of speaking to a master about playing with his slave without his consent. PP didn't need Chandini's consent, he needed Advay's consent now. But before he would ask for one, he would end up in the morgue that was certain.

"Yeah sure.' PP grinned totally oblivious to the dark dangerous glowering man before him, "I'll have a vodka.'

"Go on.' Sid asked, as he poured PP his drink, "Tell us what you know, so we can help you.'

"Okay look,' PP continued, "I have done some bits, but I am totally clueless, hence why I want you to train me. I am willing to pay you...well.'

"Like I said don't charge to train people.' Advay growled.

"What?' PP raised his brow. "don't you?'

"No,' Advay snapped, struggling to contain his fury, fire coursed through his body setting everything ablaze, "It is my lifestyle, I do it for passion... I am a wealthy man.'

"Yeah...you are.' PP looked him from head to toe.

"So, which way do you play.' Sid quickly asked, disgusted by PP's suggestive gaze. Was he gay?

"Play,' PP gave him another creepy grin, "Is that what it's called, playing?'

Sid sighed, shaking his head in despair. It was going to be a long night, and Advay was going to end up in prison for hacking PP to death.

"I know what hard limits and soft limits are.' PP grinned at Advay, "What are your hard limits mate?'

"Excuse me?'

"Just asking ...what are your hard limits.'

"I don't do men.' Advay gave him a bone chilling glare. "and I will definitely not f**king do you or your slimy friend here.'

"Advay bro...chill,' PP chuckled raising his arms, as he glanced between a fuming Advay and Sid, "I am not hitting on you. I am straight trust me.'

"Are you?' Advay clenched his jaw, "You don't sound like one to me... how do you know?'

"What do you mean?'

"Have you played it both ways?' Sid asked.

"What,' PP frowned, "No No ways ...are you crazy?'

"How do you know then?' Sid sipped on another coke, "you could be gay for all you know.'

"How do you know?' PP raised his brow between Advay and Sid, "Have you tried it?'

"Could have?' Advay snapped.

"What is that supposed to mean? ' PP frowned.

"PP I have made a list of my hard limits which is not a long list, these are things I won't do, not even if you put a gun to my temple.,' Advay snapped, hardening his jaw. " and it is based on the things I have tried and realised are not for me. So, think before you waste my time with stupid questions.'

"Okay ... What are you trying to ask us?' Sid said, he was beginning to lose patience. He just wanted to know where Chandini fit this story.

"Are you a Dom?'

"I am.' Sid said.

"But he is not, is he?' He pointed towards Advay.

"He is... but he plays a hardcore version of it.'

"So, what is the difference?'

"What is the difference mate?' Sid sighed towards a glowering Advay.

"Your friend has been stalking me... does he not know who I am?'

"You don't play D/s do you?'

"No, I don't,' Advay hissed, "Because I am not a f**king Dom...I am a MASTER...I don't waste my time on a part time sub, I f**king own a SLAVE.'

"Arrogant prick.' Sid chuckled trying to diffuse the situation. Advay smirked ever so slightly at Sid. It was a title he had earned, one he was extremely proud of.

"My platinum cuffs indicate it asshole,' He asked AJ to show Sid his picture again, "there I have a Master etched on it...I have earned it mate...unlike you...a f**king Dom who can't handle a CNC.'

Sid laughed out loud, while PP and his friend grinned clueless to what the men were laughing about.

"So how many women have you trained?' PP interrupted, wearing his sleaze grin across his face. Advay felt he could puke in his mouth.

"That's none of your business.' He snapped jiggling his leg restlessly, he just wanted to go home or he was going to end up a murderer, "Besides not everything ends in sex.'

"What? So, there can be a dynamic without sex.'

"Yep,' He nodded, "The dynamic is not sex, it is about control. That's the difference. To be able to execute control, to take charge.'

"Have you been with anyone without sex?'

"Loads of time,' Advay said, restlessly sipping on another glass of whisky, "There was once a lady who, a top executive. She was a hardcore business woman, owned a fortune 500 company. But sought a way to let go of her need to control. So once every weekend, we had a session, where I would call the shots and she would obey. She never had to remove a single piece of clothing.'

"This is fascinating mate.'

"We never had sex, that was her hard limit... and mine. She was a married woman.' He snapped, where was Chandini going to fit this discussion, "But yes there was obedience and complete control.'

"See this is what I need, to be able to control.'

"But does it tick you?' Sid raised his brow, "You need to get a high when you control someone, just like the person submitting before you get their high by being controlled. Only then you know that this is for you ... not otherwise.'

"Okay,' PP chuckled, ignoring Sid's comment, "What do you think about fisting?'

"Excuse me?' Advay could feel his eyebrows hitting his hair line. Sid gripped Advay's knee in despair, "What do I think about it?'

"Does it tick you? Have you done it?'

"Might have.' Advay narrowed his eyes, "Who do you plan on doing this to?'

"Chandini of course.'

Advay gripped the glass in his hand with all his strength, stopping himself from hurling it at PP and breaking his face. Sid tightened his clasp around Advay's knee, glaring murderously at PP, while struggling to stop his friend from smashing PP's face.

"Chandini?' Advay hissed in a low voice. PP shuddered at the dark intensity in Advay's eyes.

"Yeah,' He chirped, regaining himself. "Once we are married.'

"Has she consented?' Sid asked again, "You do realise you can't do any of these without explicit consent?'

"Once she is my wife she will consent.' PP grinned, "won't have an option but to consent.'

"PP, it's called rape.' Advay glared at him. Looked like Advay was a better monster than PP.

"Who cares?' PP chuckled, "Chandini is not going to take me to court, is she?'

"Why not?' Sid hissed.

"Firstly, I am wealthy and have a name in the society, while her family are struggling to keep up their reputation.,' PP grinned towards AJ, "Secondly, she had been absconding for three nights, the entire city knows. Who will want to marry her? and thirdly if she was to take me to court that will fully destroy the chances of her sisters from marrying into good families.'

Advay tilted his head and studied PP with intent. So, this was his plan. What else did he plan on doing to his Chandini? He composed himself, as he poured himself another drink. He had to get to the bottom of this, so he could plan on ways to torture and destroy the man before him. Fisting sounded like a good idea to start with.

"She had been absconding,' Sid asked innocently, pouring PP another drink, "Why do you intend to marry her... I am sure you could find a better girl.'

"She is the heir to the temple,' PP slurred. Sid smirked, he had ensured to keep filling PP's glass, hoping he would spill the beans, "Besides she is a virgin... My mother has had her examined.' He grinned, "Poor girl doesn't know that we have had her medically examined.'

"I see.' Advay smirked. Not anymore, he chuckled softly to himself. Chandini now belonged to him, and PP was inches away from coming face to face with death if he didn't stop talking about his beautiful girl.

"We want you to teach us fisting,' AJ slurred.

"Yeah, I want to do it with Chandini.' PP grinned sipping on his drink. He was losing control of himself. Advay nails were painfully digging into his palm as he kept jiggling his legs restlessly. PP was going to die, but not so easily. He had done the gravest sin of speaking to a master about playing with his slave...but above that he had dared suggest sleazy things to Advay about his Chandini. PP was going to have to die...a slow yet painful death.

"PP you could hurt her,' Sid snapped, as he glared at the man before him, "damage her for life...kill her. You can't do these things without proper training.'

"Hence why I want you to train me.' He pointed towards Advay.

"I see,' Advay studied him with suspicion, "have you done fisting before PP?'

"Yeah I have... A few times. '

Advay narrowed his eyes, "How exactly did you do it? What is your technique. '

"What's there to it... You make a fist and you punch hard.'

Sid gasped choking hard on his drink. You did what?

"Do you see this fist, PP? ' Advay clenched his hands in a fist.

"Bro... That's one humongous fist you have there.'

"What do you think would happen if I used a fist this size against a woman, ' Advay glared at him murderously, "What the f**k do you think would happen,' He roared, "if I used this against you... Fist you... You know where?'

PP shivered at the threat in Advay's voice, he sounded serious. Was he asking him a question or threatening him with fisting? Sid squeezed Advay's shoulder forcing him to calm down, so he didn't fist PP to death.

"But bro people do it... Trust me. ' PP fumbled upon his words, "It's meant to be pleasurable.'

They don't make a f**king fist you moron, Advay almost wanted to yell. PP clearly had no idea about what he was doing, and now he wanted to do this to his beautiful girl, and had the nerve to suggest it to his face. He was going to f**king chop him to pieces, but was going to have to fist him before that. Advay watched PP under his narrow gaze. His wife had died less a year ago.

"How did you wife pass away PP?' Advay asked.

"SORRY,'

"Your first wife,' Advay sounded sympathetic, " I am sorry to hear about her... What had happened.?'

"It was an accident, ' PP slurred, shifting on his chair restlessly, as Sid watched him with eyes like slits, "she has multiple internal injuries.'

Advay studied him under his narrow-hooded gaze, a chill running down his spine. Multiple internal injuries... Why was he not surprised?

"Fisting gone wrong?' Sid whispered in horror, as Advay nodded softly.

"Bro, train us please.'

"Fisting is my hard limit. I don't do it.' Advay glared, this conversation was over, it was time to leave.

"Damm,' PP sighed, disappointed.

"What about asphyxiation? ' AJ asked sleazily.

"Huh?' Advay could feel his blood leave his body.

"Asphyxiation bro... Choking.' AJ grinned, "you are a pro at it.'

"We are talking hardcore kink here... this is edge play.' Advay said, studying the two men in shock and disgust, this was dangerous, not a joke, "How long have you two been doing all these? '

"Just a couple of years.'

"Have you learnt it from anyone? ' Advay asked, stunned at the words falling out of PP's mouth.

"From you bro,' His friend laughed, "I have watched you perform...we follow your technique.'

"What is your technique?' Advay asked, shocked to know there were people getting into edge play by watching him.

"Well you just grab her throat and choke her,' PP winked, "While you f**k her hard.'

His friend and him broke in a loud cackle, while Advay and Sid struggled to contain their anger.

"That is NOT my f**king technique,' Advay hissed, calming the fire coursing through his veins. "And I never do it with a beginner...no one should do it with a beginner,' he continued to hiss, "hence why I play in a public dungeon...in public view, we have para medics on the scene, in case I f**k things up... which I never do... because I am a f**kING MASTER.'

PP and his friend shivered at the darkness that took over Advay. He looked murderous for the first time. Sid took a deep breath and cleared his throat. He had to intervene before Advay choked the two men to death.

"PP what do you think this whole kink thing is about?' Sid asked.

"It's about pleasure, being able to inflict pain...and to get a high from someone's pain.'

Advay let of a laugh. What an asshole? So, inflicting pain ticked him.

"Dominance is about trust.' Advay snapped, "It is about protection. There is a beautiful delicate woman under your control, who trusts you with her body ... her life. You need to look after her, protect her, make her feel like a princess...like a seductress. Give her wings, so she can fly and let you take her to places within the depths of her soul. Make her feel confident in who she is... help her revel in her own sexuality so she seduces you into fulfilling her fantasies.'

"What about inflicting pain?'

"It has to come with consent, not because it ticks one of you.' He snapped, "It has to be agreed upon, and if the person submitting is not comfortable then you cannot touch them.'

"But how do you know if they want it or not?'

"They will tell you if they have played before... if not then you take it slow and see if they find it a turn on. Only and only if they find pleasure in the pain and consent to it, you can inflict pain ... not otherwise.'

Mate I really don't think that would be a problem,' PP grinned towards his friend.

"Tell me more about a Master Slave dynamic?'

"A Master/slave dynamic is a 24/7 dynamic. You are always in charge as a master. The master commands, the slave obeys...has no say whatsoever. You are the boss... All the time.'

"I want this.' Advay cringed at the sleaze in PP's voice.

"It comes with great responsibility.' Advay glared at him, "You are responsible for the woman under you. It's not a joke. There is a lot of care, protection and trust that is involved or you can damage her psychologically... forever.'

"What makes you a master.'

"It is a title I have earned. We have clubs where we play and only if you are worthy you earn it. I happen to belong to such exclusive clubs. Hence why you will find a mention of my name almost everywhere. I was an avid player, but have cut down a lot in the last couple of years.'

He sighed.

"Why have you cut down?'

"I am unable to find a slave that fits my requirement. Either they are subs, or vanilla. That doesn't do it for me.' He had cut down for Chandini, but PP didn't need to know that.

"This is why I am planning on training Chandini.' PP chuckled.

Advay shifted in his sofa, clenching his fist again, preparing himself to punch PP. Sid held on to his arm, before he pounced on PP.

"You want to train Chandini?' Sid asked. PP was asking for his death today. "For what?'

"To be a slave.'

Advay watched him under his narrow gaze. That's it PP was a dead man.

"Listen this is the plan,' PP slurred, "I have paid two f**king crores for her... we can share her,' He winked at Advay, "I have noticed how you gaze at her, I know you like her bro... you train us and you can share her with us for free.'

Advay was panting for breath now, PP was inches away from his death. But Sid clung to his mate with his dear life, struggling to stop him from man slaughter.

"A true dominant never shares PP,' Sid snapped. "You cannot be a true Master if you are willing to share.'

"Is this what you wanted to talk to me about?' PP shivered at how raspy and furious Advay sounded.

"I have been meaning to talk to you for a while, but never had a chance,' PP continued with his sleazy suggestion, totally oblivious to the dark dangerous man clenching his fists before him, "I tried a couple times, but didn't know how to. Now that Indrani wants to rush the wedding, I had to talk to you without delay.'

"Why did you spike her drinks last night?' Advay asked furiously.

"So, we could spend the night with her, take pictures of her,' PP chuckled with his AJ, "And blackmail Indrani, so we didn't have to pay any money for her.'

"I see.'

"Bro,' He continued chuckling, he was sloshed for sure, "there are things we wish to do to her,' Advay was heaving, glaring murderously at Sid, demanding him to let of him, as PP continued with his perverted suggestions, "She is easy target...a sitting duck. I was hoping I could get her for free that's all, but there is no way I am going to let go of her till we have had our ways with her and till she has signed the temple and its treasure over to us.'

"PP mate,' Sid finally said, struggling to hold down the beast next to him, "It's getting late and my friend here is drunk... I think I should take him home. You need to go home too and we can talk about this later.' He dragged a dangerous Advay to his feet and hauled him towards the door, while Advay held PP's gaze in his murderous eyes.

"Bro, give it a thought please,' PP yelled as Sid dragged Advay out of the door.

"Let go of me,' Advay wrenched his arm out of Sid's hand as soon as he reached the parking lot, "f**king don't touch me.' He turned around to go back and trash the life out of PP.

"Stop mate,' Sid put his arms around Advay's waist, struggling to hold him in place.

"Don't f**king touch me like that you, homo,' Advay snapped, as he struggled to break himself free from Sid's arms.

"Just shut the f**k up Advay,' Sid snapped, "Focus... focus on what you want... don't waste your time on that asshole.'

Advay pushed him away as he collapsed on the curb next to his car. Tears streamed down his face, PP had said disgusting things about his Chandini to his face and he had let him. PP was going to die. He had to die.

"He spoke about mastering my Chandini to my f**kING FACE,' Advay yelled, "I must kill him... Now.'

"Advay stop.'

"No one speaks to me about playing with my beautiful girl to my face,' Advay choked on his tears, he was a f**king master, and had let PP get away with murder.

"PP is not the enemy...Indrani is,' Sid reminded him as he sat beside him and put his hand on his shoulder. Advay took a deep breath. He had to calm himself first, if he wanted to win this game. "Find a way to get Chandini to agree to marry you.'

"Chandini is trapped in Indrani's web.' Advay snapped.

"Then get her out,' Sid said, "Marry her...I will abduct her for you...I will break every f**king rule to force her to marry you... I will put a f**king gun to Indrani's temple if I must... Chandini might as well kill herself than marry P...'

"She f**king wont marry PP,' Advay roared, "She is mine... and I don't share what's mine.

"Advay calm down.'

Advay took another deep breath and wiped his face. Chandini was going to have to marry him, whether she liked it or not. If her fate was sealed with a kinky bas***d. Then that kinky bas***d was going to be him.

"I'll dig into how PP's wife died,' Sid looked Advay in the eye. "If nothing works we can blackmail him into missing his own wedding and you can offer your services... you can be the saviour who saved the day.'

Advay nodded. This did sound like a plan. They could blackmail PP, but Chandini was turning into a right pain. How as he meant to get her to consent to the wedding? How was he meant to break her allegiance towards her mother? Indrani had forced Chandini into submission, years before him. She was truly her puppet. She was going to do her mother's bidding to the cue and he was going to ensure that he destroyed that bond. But how? He sighed, as he finally got into Sid's car.

He finally made his way upstairs and watched her sleeping form, from the crack in the door. Shikha and Meghu slept on the floor so she had enough room to rest her wounded hand. He crept into her room on silent feet and sat beside her. He stroked her hair gently and pulled her sheet up to her chest. She looked peaceful, but whimpered softly as soon as he lifted her hand and placed a soft kiss. He was not going to let anyone hurt his beautiful girl. If only she knew what PP had on his mind for her. He was going to have to deal with PP another day. Now he had to focus on winning Chandini, and focus on getting her to agree to marrying him. Her marriage would be Indrani's doom. He had to marry her soon, he couldn't wait any longer. He had to gain back her trust and get back on track. He had already wasted a lot of time, now it was time he gained back his focus. He leaned to place a kiss on her forehead, before finally getting up to his feet and stepping out of her room. Tomorrow was going to be another interesting day. He smirked to himself.

Indrani was in for the biggest shock of her life.

Originally posted by: ChitraGS

another update just in case 😆

Originally posted by: Pratty11

Chitra di 🤗🤗

Will you forgive me for coming and commenting on your thread without reading your FF? 😒 You understand don't you? I just saw your name and I wanted to talk to you 😊

Happy New Year 2018! To everyone here 😃😃

Wow a New year Gift
I hope to read more of your stories throughout this year
happy New year Chitra

Height of being an amazing writer. You're too good.

This update is no less than a New Year's gift for me. I'm speechless as always.