She looked up and found him staring back at her through the mirror. Her reflection screamed her to turn around and run away but her legs were freezed. She cried helpessly, trapped in his gaze. He got her, finally. No matter where she runs he always finds her..as he promised.
"Ru..Rudr..Rudra" her lips quivered as she flickers her eyes between her intense gaze and the silver blade between his palm.
"I ..I c..can..explain" she puts her hands between in defense and stammers weakly.
The madness in those orbs were petrifying her sense. She felt like a prey trapped in light. She found a vase near her reach and her fingers itched to hold it and use it for rescue. As she turned her attention to him, she found his eyes moving from vase to her as if he was reading her mind.
She dropped the idea, immediately and a visible smirk appeared on his lips.
"You, you want to kill me but first..-"
"Shhhh" he closed the distance between them and placed his bleeding finger on her lips and pushed her to the wall. Holding her neck with other hand.
"Dont dare to say a word! No more lies Maya."
He brought his face so close to her that she shared the same air he exhaled.
"I...i "
Her eyes cautiously watched his fingers as it fidgeted with blade. He was silent with painful expression. He was fighting with himself , she knew it. A small smile lifted her face. You cannot kill me, Rudra. She thought
She made a bold move with the confidence he gave her unknowingly. She touched his elbow and then trailed it towards his wrist and removed them off her.
He was surprised for few seconds but realization drew upon her soon. He failed himself. He couldnt kill her. Why!!? Why??? He cant ..no No No ..No...he cant be in love with the woman who killed his little brother. He cant.
The conflict in him forced him for another try and he pulled her back to him with force and pushed her to wall , this time with her back facing him. May be if he didnt see her face, it would be easier to take her life.
The blade was once again on her skin and with that the shivering in the fingers was back.
She felt mild pain as he manhandled her but it was nothing compare to thw pain he was feeling at the moment.
Minutes passed and he stood like a rock not letting her go , fighting himself harder to slit her. Finally, she felt his grip easing up and then she turned around with a knowing smile.
"Tum nahi kar paoge." He hated her more as she voiced the truth.
The harsh grip was back on her but she dropped it off her.
"Agar yahi chahte ho..to tumhari chahat pura krni hogi na. Tumhari biwi jo hu. Oops! Thi"
Like thousand of snakes bited him, he felt the urgency to danage something and get his inner turmoil out. This was making him more restless. He never felt so much helpless ever.
"Rudra." Her soft voice called him and he looked at her only to widen his eyes with shock.
She was piercing her skin with that blade. Sweats began to form as he felt short of breathe. She felt a mild pain as the tip of the blade pierce her skin and a drop of blood leaked out.
Before she could drag, as she thought he swated her hands away and harshly pulled her hair back to gain access to her neck. The skin was glistening with sweat and a drop of blood. He quickly touched her wound with open mouth and rolled his tongue on it.
The small gesture brought tons of ecstasy to her. Her legs became jelly and she had to lean her weight on him for support.
Neither of thwm know how and in what steps in happened. But soon they were on bed tearing off the barrier of clothes between thwm and began making raw love till the last drop in them was out with a screa and moan. He groaned repeatedly as she cleaned him gently with her lips. That was call for another round then another and another.
She was sore, he was tired but neither of thwm were letting to call the night off...
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