Chapter 38
Burning Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
~I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret between the shadow and the soul.~
They say nothing could give a worse death than a frost bite. When cold increases beyond measure, you start to loosen all sensation in your body. It damages you, burns you like no fire would...
I have been dead, almost numb with only the fire of vengeance burning in my core, keeping me away from frostbite. I had lived through the motions of the days, like a programmed android, working day and nights like an automaton without any thoughts of sleep or food...
For I have dreaded sleeping, because only in my unconscious state my demons would come to attack me. I had a weakness that no one knew about. I abhorred violence, avoided unnecessary blood shed and as a hard-boiled gangster it had been my greatest vulnerability and a hindrance in my plans for vengeance...
After the brutal murder of my parents, and my abuse where I was left for hours covered in my own blood, I had started hating the very sight and smell of blood. Maybe it was not the actual events, but the fear of violence that had been rooted deep inside me and had kept visiting me in my nightmares...
It was not that I wasn't familiar with the beast that ran rampant among my fellow beings. But I had promised myself that I would keep that animal inside me at bay who turns men into monsters...
I had been cold, mechanical, making moves according to my rational mind rather than what my heart told me. The same had been with sex. I had took it whenever my mood had striked me rather than waiting for the urge and need to rise, Without passion, without fire, I had made love like tasting a particularly tasteless dish...
The walls I had built around my heart had been too high, and my beast had been too helpless to get out of them...
Like a hunting predator it had prowled, behind the bars, guessing,waiting, watching for a chink in my armor to come out...
Have you ever craved for something that you hate. I had and I still now...
It's Khushi Kumari Gupta, she provokes me, urges me to reveal my basic nature, wants me to unleash my beast, release my violence. To kill, to maim, to crush, to smash things and keep on doing it until I would annihilate or she would annihilate with me...
I had hated bloodshed once, would have still went on hating it, if she wouldn't have come in to my life...
Only if...
Lifting her up in the air by the collar of her frock, until her legs dangled and the tip of her nose touched his. Not a single sound of pain or protest fell from her lips. They remained closed, curled into a taunting smile, her eyes were open, shielded behind a thinly veiled cynicism...
Loathing the smile on her face, he tugged at the collar, tightening it around her throat and with cruel satisfaction watched her breath rattling in her throat due to the pressure placed on her windpipe. She coughed, her face turning a dark red but refused to close her watering eyes, the mocking smile still in place. The beast inside him howled in painful defeat and without a word of warning he smashed his mouth close over hers.
Khushi didn't even grimace as the pressure of his mouth moved her lips backwards, grinding them against sharp teeth and splitting them apart...
The kiss was meant to humiliate and give pain. The teeth biting and savaging her lips were trying to assert their dominance over her. She could feel the raw and tangy taste of blood in her mouth...
The sane part of her shrank back in fear but the monster inside her exulted in the violence...
Cannons exploded in her mind, a hedonistic wave hit her like a bolt of lightning, dizzy, almost insane she felt the blood lust rouse inside her like a screaming monster...
Like a smoke throwing engine, the blood chugged inside her veins, burning like coals, so hot as to flay the skin alive...
She wanted to be free, wanted to suck the soul out of him, wanted to scratch him raw, so he would bleed to death beneath her fingernails. Drowning in lust, heady with inescapable desire, she kissed him back, savagely, shoving her tongue into his mouth, repeatedly, mimicking the final act, telling him with actions if not words, that she wasn't going to take his dominance and that she was his equal in everything...
"She's sure filled with fire, you go man tame her, Arvind whistled beneath his teeth. "Khushi, Sojal asked in an aghast voice and Ramlal's discreet cough penetrated through the thick mist of lust that had them gripping in it's spell...
As if suddenly realizing the situation around them, Arnav dropped her on her feet like a hot potato. Raw lust swirled in their eyes as they stared at each other for a moment before the shutter closed down on Arnav's eyes. Khushi ran her eyes around the room, noticing the shock in Sojal's eyes, a leering Arvind and speculative look on the faces of the remaining people...
"Sure I will take your advice Ahuja...but before that I am itching to do one thing, Arnav sauntered towards Arvind and before he could reply, punched him in the face...
And that was the second time in one day that Arvind hit the floor hard, groaning with surprise rather than with pain. Sojal gasped, slapping her hands over her mouth, eyes filled with shock and horror.
Khushi made a satisfied sound while Arnav's men including remained unaffected, violence being a part of their daily life.
Arvind sharnk back in fear. Arnav was no woman on whom he could assert his physical dominance. He was a man, an alpha male who towered above him, menacingly, eyes glittering with barely controlled fury. "This is for touching Khushi, he growled, putting his booted feet on his wrist. Arvind's horrified eyes traveled from Arnav's threatening leg towards his darkened face, features covered by a macabre mask...
There was no empathy, no kindness, no forgiveness in his topaz eyes that had turned black with unleashed fury...
The beast inside him howled and like a river overflowing it's bank, it broke the barriers, overflowing, pounding into his bloodstream...
His booted feet, encountered bone put pressure on it. With a sickening crunch of bone, Arvind uttered a scream, doubling back in pain, cradling his broken wrist to his chest...
"Now feel the pain, Arnav growled. Sojal hit the ground, sliding all the way down the wall. Eyes so wide, as if if they would pop out at any moment. Khushi eyed him warily. Although Arvind had deserved the pain but she had never seen Arnav loosing his control before...
This side of Arnav was too dangerous for her peace of mind...
Knowing that she won't be able to control him in his current mood, panicked her but a curious niggling part of her wallowed in excitement. It was insane but she couldn't control the pure wave of lust that hit her abdomen at the thought of him controlling her body...
Giving her pain and pleasure at the same time...
"And this is your reward, I always return a favor, taking a briefcase from Shyam's hand Arnav threw it at Arvind's feet. "It's the 50 lakhs that you demanded in return for the information, count it well, he said dispassionately, dusting away imaginary specks of dust from his shirt...
Forgetting the pain from his broken wrist, Arvind crawled towards the briefcase, a greedy look on his sweat-soaked face. Sojal's curious gaze fixed at the briefcase, she too leaned a little forward to see what was inside the briefcase...
Khushi made a sound of disgust, her hands clenching at her sides...
"We are leaving, come one, leaving the couple with the money, Arnav caught Khushi's arm, as he strode past her. His henchmen alerted at once to his curt orders, began following him...
"What...I am not leaving..with you, she knew her voice lacked conviction as she glared at him...
"Well sweetheart I am not giving you any choice, he smiled grimly then before she could protest, he hefted her up in the air, throwing her over on one shoulder in a caveman's lift...
"Put me down you bas***d, she kicked in the air, wriggling like a wild animal. His hand landing hard on her bottom, put a stop to her protests. "You...you, her bottom smarting from where he had spanked her, momentarily she was lost for words...
With her hair hanging down on her face like a curtain, he swung around carrying her, before exiting the room. "By the way...don't think of coming behind me or doing something to aggregate me Ahuja, because believe me you haven't seen the half of what I am capable of, he gave a parting shot, a steely edge to his voice and even Khushi shivered, feeling it's sharp bite in her bones...
Thinking of better to remain quiet, she sat in tensed silence beside his brooding form in the car, looking keenly at his sharp profile as he stared outside, the scenery, rushing past them, in a kaleidoscope of colors...
Ramlal was steering, beside him Shyam was sitting in a tight-lipped silence. The quiet so meaningful, that Khushi could feel it suffocating her...
She was not a princess returning to her castle, escorted by her bodyguards, but an offender captured by a mafia boss...
Even sitting so close to him, as to touch the cruel beauty of his face, she could feel the mental barrier that he had imposed between them, the gap so wide, that even in a million years she wouldn't be able to bridge it...
Whatever gentle emotional feelings that had existed between her and Arnav were gone now and for a second the realization of it brought a sting to her eyes...
And with a clenching of her heart, she knew she was the cause of it...
But she couldn't change her nature could she...
Even if it would kill her, she couldn't except defeat. To lose herself to a man was against her morals, against the promise that she had made with herself...
No, Khushi Kumari Gupta won't lose to Arnav Singh Raizada ever, she thought with a newfound determination, wiping away the wetness that had made its way down her cheeks...
If he was arrogant so was she...
As soon as they reached Raizada Mansion, Arnav unfurled himself from the car, then bent down to haul Khushi out. Holding her arm, he dragged her along him, without pausing to look if she was able to keep up with him or not. She stumbled, trying to keep up with his long strides. He paused, gave her a merciless stare which she returned with equal fury than pulled on her arm with an impatient click of his tongue...
The maids watched them goggle-eyed, while the cook stuck her head outside the kitchen watching their struggling progress upstairs, with a wide-eyed astonishment...
Arnav kicked open the door of his bedroom and the two maids who were making his bed, jumped in fright. "Leave I'll make it, he ordered harshly. Nervous with apprehension, their frightened gaze flitted between Khushi's furious face and the coldly drawn face of their master. "Leave, he bit out again and the young girl's bobbed their head in curtsy before scampering outside...
Arnav dragged Khushi across the room and throwing her on the bed where she bounded before scrambling away on all four, he bolted the door. Leaning against it for a moment, he fixed narrowed eyes on Khushi's face. Then without speaking a word he made his way across the room towards the wine closet. Taking out a glass from a drawer, and a bottle of vintage scotch from the closet, he poured himself a generous amount...
Her wary eyes followed his progress, as he raised his glass in mock toast to her than gulped it down in one go...
In all the time she had been with him, she had never seen him drinking. She had been quite curious to know why did he avoid alcohol even in social gatherings. She had come to realize that the wine closet in his bedroom had been only present for show, a camouflage to something undefined, something that she couldn't put a finger on it. The expensive variety of wine there was only to be used in order to depict him as a person of status quo...
They had remain untouched, placed quietly in the corner of his room, as if reminding him of something dark and sinful...
Something painful...
For she could see the shadow of agony, in his cold eyes, as if a piece of splintered glass, etched deeply in the skin, forever paining, forever burning...
It scared her, frightened her into bolting towards the door. She wanted to run away from his pain...
But the heavy object sailing past her halted her, her shocked gaze moved as if in slow motion, watching the crystal glass shattering against the door, the sharp sound echoing in the silence of the room...
Her head whipped to the side, arms covering her face in reflex, as some of the sharp pieces bounced against her skin, grazing her flesh...
Breathing heavily, she turned in numb disbelief. He had thrown a glass at her, her shocked mind wasn't able to digest that truth...
"Now put a feet outside and it will be your head next, his threatening words touched her spine like the sharp caress of a demon, reminding her of the chilling fact that he hadn't missed his target...
As the target had been the door and not her head...
Knowing she had nowhere to run, she edged back, like a cornered prey, watching him, through narrowed eyes, moving towards her, stalking her like a ferocious lion...
Seeing the hectic color on his cheeks, the glitter of molten rage in his eyes, excitement curled deep in her belly, her body responding to the call of his...
The game had begun, she thought, eyes burning, breath deepening she made to sail pass him but his hands shot out like lightning. Catching her shoulders he slammed her against the wall, knocking the living daylights out of her. The jarring impact, slung her hair forward across her eyes, a shooting pain hitting her spine, as it grinded against the wall.
His hands whipped out to capture her shoulders, fingers twisting cruelly into skin, violence emanating from each of his pores...
"So you've found me at last, hiding the grimace of pain behind the curtain of her hair, she asked throatily, feral excitement unfurling in the pit of her stomach as he leaned down, like a fire breathing dragon. "Yes, it wasn't difficult to find a manipulative bitch among the throng of people, his eyes were blazing, face dark with rage and loathing...
"So now we are back to name calling is it...my dear bas***d, she jeered...
"I ought to kill you...I should have killed you a long time ago, he snarled with barely unleashed fury, shaking her so hard that her teeth rattled...
The sane part of her regretted his loss of control, he had been angry before but without losing his basic humanity and manners. There had always been a line of control that had existed to stop his rage from overflowing and him from delving into his monstrous side. She had admired his control but this time she knew with a deep sense of loss that she had killed his gentle side. The Arnav, facing her now was just a shadow of his mere self...
A cold-eyed predator reminding her of the days when she had just met him...
"Kill me then...get rid of me forever...because God knows that if you'll let me live...I'll come back again and again to destroy you, she curled her teeth back in a sneer, eyes spewing vitriol at him...
Something macabre and twisted crossed his face and he yanked her closer to him, her toes lifting from the ground, the tip of his nose almost touching with hers. "I told you once that your life is mine to own and mine to destroy...that was true...I won't kill you Khushi Kumari Gupta...death will be too easy for you, his hands snaked around her throat, squeezing. Her eyes stared at him openly, without blinking, without making any attempt to hide the lust and the raw pleasure that swirled in their depths. Even the intense cruelty of his touch was not able to kill the pleasure that was beginning to pound its way in her bloodstream...
She felt unhinged, uncaged as if something beastly was unfurling its claws inside her chest, raking across her skin with sharp nails...
"Kill me, she hissed, urging him on by placing her palms over his hands...
"Take the very breath out of me, break me, she bared her teeth, eyes laughing cruelly at him in all of their glorious beauty. He panted, trying to bring his temper under control, the beast inside him roaring to wipe the evil grin off her face, to smash her head into the wall, and keep on smashing it, until she would hang like a ragged doll into his arms, he wanted to blow her into smithereens, until not an ounce of her was left to jeer at him...
But he did nothing of the sort, the hatred storming inside him was too vicious to let her live, but his obsession with her was too strong to kill her at once...
The death would be too merciful for her, too little for the crime she had committed...
"Nah...I willl keep you alive...you are going to live until you'll be begging for me to kill you...and this time I am not going to be merciful at all, their eyes clashed together, pupils flaring with emotions ranging from lust to hatred and from hatred to passion...
Like Dante's inferno, the turbulence of their anger seemed to be sucking them down in a hot vaccum...
Then Khushi threw her head back, laughter bursting forth from her mouth, she laughed until she had no breath left in her, her guffaws echoing inside the room, like a woman gone mad...
Hers was the laughter of the devil...
Something ominous flared in his eyes, but he didn't stop her, as she continued laughing, slapping her hands across her thighs, doubling up with mirth...
"That's on hell off a bullshit that I've listened from you Raizada...how are you going to make me beg, she mocked trying to gain some semblance of control over her laughter, wiping tears of mirth from the corner of her eyes...
He smiled, grimly, slowly, a smile that screamed with surety, eyes hardening like frozen chips of ice. "Like this,coiling a hand around her hair, he yanked her towards him, brutally, violently, until she could feel a tuft of her hair leaving their roots.
"This time there is no limit to what I can do with you, he whispered savagely before he bent his head to bit her lips, his hot and hard body chaffing against her, hands bruising as they caressed and kneaded her flesh through her clothes. "You are not going to win this game Raizada, she gasped into his mouth, arching against him , hating him, yet driven crazy by him.Let's see, he bit out, his fingers tightening painfully on her breasts...
A moan of approval escaped her, as he tore at her bodice, baring her to the waist, then went on tweaking, tugging and twisting her nipples between cruel fingers. Her breasts who had turned traitors to her, swelled into his hands, their roused points betraying her response to him...
"See what a pretty color they had turned into...it's so easy to make you like this...isn't it princess, he taunted, his brows raised, watching the hectic flush spreading across her chest...
"Not so easy, she panted, then with a vicious move, yanked his mouth down on hers, latching on his lips, her sharp teeth, sinking into his kiss swollen flesh. He cursed as she made to bite his lips off his mouth. His fingers dug into her neck, yanking her head back. Glittering angrily down at her face, he could see the scarlet hue adorning her lips. She looked like a blood-sucking demon, uncontrollable, unbound...
As if in stupor, he touched the corner of his throbbing mouth and his fingers came out smeared with blood...
"Blood for blood, she whispered, wiping his blood off her lips, eyes lit with a demonic light. An uncontrollable wave of fury rouse inside him and he saw red. Backhanding her across her face, he sent her sprawling across the carpet. But she rouse back on her knees, snarling, teeth bared, eyes spitting with fury, a hand on her abused cheek. He took a step towards her, eyes curdling with loathing, face twisted, looking like the wrath of God. She backed away, on all fours, like a cautious animal, her eyes narrowed like laser beams...
They both moved like two ferocious sharks, about to attack each other, like circling vultures scenting blood...
Raising the red flag, both had declared war on each other...
But both were thinking that there is only one winner in the battle...but who was it going to be...him or her...
Thunder rolled outside, and lightning split the sky in half, illuminating the two human beasts inside the room...
The window crashed open, curtains flew like witches robes, and droplets of rain spattered the window sill...
Unbeknownst to the storm raging outside Arnav took a threatening step towards Khushi, who made to side-step him but was caught by the torn sleeve of her dress. Hauling her back in to his chest, he tore the lower part of her dress away from her body, flinging it in a corner...
Khushi panted, straining, as he wrapped his arms around her chest and buried his face in her neck, licking biting his way towards her face, his hot breath echoing her tumultuous breathing...
The zipper of his jeans dug in her spine, but the bite of pain was nothing compared to the burning pleasure that was coursing through her veins like wildfire. She felt the caustic fumes rising, from the boiling blood, suffocating her lungs with unassuaged pleasure...
A waft of air blew inside, spattering them with water droplets, a tree crashed somewhere close and the room was thrown into darkness...
Arnav stilled, his hands cradling her breasts. Gaining her senses back, laughing Khushi tore out of his arms and lunged across the room. But having no sense of direction to where she was going she crashed into the side-table.
Gasping, spluttering with repressed laughter she crawled across the carpet to get away from the man who lurched after her like a drunkard. In the darkness Arnav was able to locate her due to the sound of laughter that had mistakenly escaped her lips. Floundering in the dark, he caught her hair and lifted her squealing form up in the air. With the toes of his feet he encountered the carved leg of the bed and slammed her down on the bed covers, before coming down on top of her...
The lightning illuminated the room again, its spiked and jagged branches almost touching the earth. It shown on Arnav's face, outlining the haunting beauty of his face. The rain, howled and more droplets of water flew inside hitting Khushi's face like cold bullets, the window clattered, but the sound went unnoticed, buried beneath the sound of raging desire, roaring in their ears and pounding in their brain...
Like someone possessed by devil, Arnav bent over her, tearing away her panties away from her legs, her teasing laughter clamoring inside his head, tormenting him as if a hundred thousand burning spikes had gone through his body...
"Damn it, shut your mouth you bitch, he panted, grasping her throat and slamming her head down into the comforter. Stars danced infront of her eyes, but she refused to back down. "Think you can conquer me, the mighty Raizada...do I look breakable to you, she hissed, the flashing lightning outside illuminating the white of her teeth in a taunting smile...
That did it, something broke inside him. He could hear the sound of his rational thinking mind, snapping away like fragile elastic and could feel the pain as its broken pieces zinged against his heart. "Damn you to hell, Khushi Kumari Gupta, he howled in agony before falling over her like a ravening beast...
"I am already there, join me, she whispered, before grabbing at the collar of his shirt and wrenching it apart...
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Edited by mahirmukhtar - 7 years ago
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