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Busy reading Dark Angel and then will start with my story again. Will probably only post late tonight sorry😉Originally posted by: Tessaloni
awaiting more! I think this is my favorite of your stories! ❤️
Originally posted by: B-onesie
Busy reading Dark Angel and then will start with my story again. Will probably only post late tonight sorry😉
Part 4
Yash was lying in bed thinking about the events of earlier. He had once again lost control with her. And why could he not tolerate that other men found her attractive. Surely he could not be jealous. He has never been jealous before. And normally he had a great time with Ishita, but this evening his entire concentration was on Aarti. It was not his intention to kiss her. But she makes him so damn crazy. And she has such a delectable mouth, a delectable body. And her response, oh her response. It made it all the more difficult to stop touching her. If he didn't hear those footsteps he probably would have taken her right there on the balcony. But she is most likely used to that kind of thing it seems. First she made out with him after she met him on the eve on their wedding and then on the balcony of a restaurant. This so ridiculous. Why would he want to be with a girl like that? Why did he agree that she can accompany him to London? And worst of all he cannot retract his decision now, then he would look like a bigger ass in front of his family.
What was he going to do? The fact of the matter was that he did not want her as a wife and did not want to feel like this. Completely out of control. Her family was invited to dinner the following night and bring her home. They would have to sleep in the same room. He had to be strong. He had to resist her. He just had to. And when they got to London, as decided, he will continue to live his life as before. She was the one that insisted on coming along but he was not going to be there to look after she would have to fend for herself. This farce of a marriage is not going to affect his life more than it already has. He hit his pillow with his fist and put his head down to sleep. But sleep was elusive and when it finally came it was riddled with images of her, of them and he woke up more disturbed than he was when he went to sleep. So disturbed that he had to take a cold shower.
Aarti was tossing and turning in her bed. She was absolutely mortified. She didn't want to think of what has happened but she couldn't stop. How did she get from a career orientated woman who was never interested in guys to a point where she allowed a man to almost move his hands under her dress on a restaurant balcony? She was even known as the ice queen at college. Why could she not re-act to him like she did with all those guys that made moves on her? She didn't tolerate any advances. She only has one thing in mind. Her career. Now all she could think about was her stupid husband. His touch was burned in her mind on her skin. Even now her body reacted just thinking about what happened earlier. She wanted to cry in frustration. She had a plan dammit. She was going to have a career. She was going to make a name for herself in the engineering field. Not because she is a Dubey, but because she good at what she did. She could not allow herself to be distracted by this man. She has to maintain her focus. She had to keep her body in check and make sure he understands that she is not a normal wife. She will not be a barefoot and pregnant. She will work in London, whether he gives her a job or not.
She was nervous about the following night when they had to sleep in the same room at her in-laws house before they leave for London. She was determined that nothing would happen. She would not fall for his charms, his sexy good looks, his hot mouth... Om my freaking word Aarti, there you go again. No, no, no! Nothing will happen. She will go there and they will sleep nothing else. Absolutely nothing else. She eventually fell asleep. A dream riddled sleep. She woke up, her body still hot and tingling. Her pj's clung to her body, soaked in sweat. If you had never done those things, then how can you dream about it she thought? He must never know what thoughts and dreams he evoked in her. Never!
The family has a nice dinner. Aarthi realised that her new family were actually very nice people. She judged them harshly because their beliefs differed. She who was so progressive has made assumptions about these people before even knowing them. They on the other hand were so accepting of her. She decided that she would be the best bahu she could be to them when she is in their home. Her favourite was her youngest brother-in-law. They had hit if off immediately. He was such a tease but she gave it back like for like. When it was finally time for her parents to leave for home she cried bitterly. She clung to her father.
"Come now my nunie pie, it will be ok. You will come visit us right and we can come to England as well"
"But I will miss you daddy."
"I know my poppet, but your husband will take good care of you."
Yash felt a tinge of guilt at that.
Her mother said. "Come now Aarti. Why are you behaving like this? I wish I had this opportunity when I was your age."
Aarti didn't reply to her mother. She did not want to let this wonderful family see what the actual relationship between her and mother was just yet. She normally chose her battles with her mother well, and normally out of earshot of her farther as he absolutely doted on both of them and she was not going to be the one that disillusions him about his wife. She greeted her politely and off her parents went.
Yash had convinced his brother to go out with him after dinner, on the pretext that they would not have such an opportunity again in a while. The truth was that he didn't want to spend more time in her company than necessary. He was careful not to indulge in alcohol as he wanted his full faculties intact when he got back. When they got back, he went into their room and looked at her sleeping form. The blanket covered up to her neck. The outline of her curvaceous body still visible. He thought it wise to rather sleep in one of their guest rooms tonight. He turned and left the room.
She heard him come. She was not breathing. She wasn't sleeping. Her nerves were in tethers. She hasd pulled the blanket up all the way to her neck. She was so scared of what would happen. Her hear beat erratically. Then she heard him leave and let go of the breath she was holding. Again she had a very restless night. She thought of how it would be in this bed with him. She could smell him in the bedding. He body gave an involuntary shudder. She really tried very hard to get to sleep.
The flight was long and tiring. She was so grateful to see that his apartment has a second bedroom. He told her that she could use it. She did. She fell fast asleep before she could even unpack. The next day she broached the subject that had been her mind the whole flight.
"Yashji, about the job. Please reconsider. I am very good. I promise you. And I have been working part-time at our company so I have experience. You can give me any job. I will start at the bottom. I just want to work."
"I am not changing my decision."
"Then what must I do here every day?"
"You wanted to come so figure out something."
After that their communication was very limited. Yash would leave for work early and return late. Obviously to avoid her. She was fine with that. She started looking for a job and within a month, she found a junior position at an engineering company. She was quickly noticed because of her beauty and ability by one of the directors, Prashant Gupta, and given more responsibility. She really liked him and they worked well together. They became good friends. He husband was blissfully unaware of her job.
It was about 6 months later and things were pretty much the same. Yash avoided her like the plague and Aarti continued her job. She was in the kitchen, preparing a meal for them, which he probably wouldn't eat but she did so every day anyway. She heard the door and was surprised to see Yash home so early. He almost threw down his laptop and walked to her menacingly.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?"
"Cooking, Yashji" She said confused.
"I'm not talking about that. I am talking about your job at Taylor Engineering."
"Oh, how do you know?"
"Are you trying to embarrass me? I must hear from one of my peers in the industry that my wife is working for him as a junior engineer. And to top it all off it, I don't even know about it"
"How does my job embarrass you Yashji. In fact it has nothing to do with you. I told you I wanted to work so I found a job. What exactly did you think I did here all day and where did you think the money came from for food and toiletries in this apartment."
"If you needed money then you should have said so."
"I don't need your money. I am not a charity case. I earn my money."
"Tomorrow you are going to resign your position."
"No, I won't do that. I won't. You can't make me"
"I swear Aartiji, if you don't do this, you will be on the next plane to India."
"I hate you!"
"The feeling is mutual!"
She ran off, slamming the room door. She was sobbing and he was left standing there still livid. He wanted to strangle her.
She called Prashant the next day and told him that she was quitting.
"Why Aarti."
"I don't want to talk about it Prashant."
"Aarti let's talk about it. Meet me for coffee."
"No Prashant."
"Please Aarti." And eventually she agreed.
She was sitting and chatting with Prashant at coffee shop near the apartment.
She didn't have to say anything for him to know that it was her husband that forced her to quit her job.
"But Aarti you are so good at what you do. Let me speak to him."
"No Prashant, he won't change his mind."
He placed his one hand on hers and wiped the single tear that escaped her eye with the other.
"Everything will be ok. No give me a smile."
She gave him a faint smile.
"That's my girl", he smiled back
"I have to go Prashant. We will stay in touch,"
When she turned around to leave, she was shocked to see Yash standing behind, there was fury in his eyes.
She could not move. What was he going to do? He moved past her to Prashant and said, "Prashant, if you ever touch my wife again I will not spare you." He knew Prashant, as they were at college together and worked in the same industry.
"Yash Scindiya. You have not changed a bit since college. Everything happens the way you want to right. Because you want to be in control, you are ruining this girl's life."
"She is my wife. What happens in our lives is none of your concern. I warn you, stay away from her"
He grabbed Aarti by the arm and walked with her to the apartment. He walked so fast that she has to run to keep up with him.
He slammed the door behind her.
"How long has this been going on?"
"What?"
"Your relationship with Prashant"
"We worked together. You asked me to resign and he is my superior so I let him know. We just met for coffee to discuss my resignation."
"What was to discuss. I told you to quit the job. Why did you have to go meet him?"
"He was just concerned about me."
"Yes, I saw that cosy display."
"Yashji there is nothing like that between us."
"Sure, I believe you. After all you are a very modest and chaste girl. Besides the night before the wedding and the night at that restaurant. Isn't that so?'
He proceeded to move towards her.
"Yash..."
She tried to run away but he caught her and roughly pulled her to him and started kissing her angrily. She tried to push him away but he was too strong.
"Was I neglecting you, baby. Is that why you went looking for it elsewhere."
He said when his mouth left hers.
"No Yash. There is nothing between us."
"You are my wife. So now I will assert my right as a husband seeing as you give it away so freely with everyone else."
"No Yash."
"I will have you today Aarti"
He kissed her again. His hand taking her shirt out of her jeans. He tore her shirt. The buttons flew everywhere. He forced her jeans off and threw her on the floor. He didn't even bother to take off his shirt. He was ready but she wasn't. The pain was excruciating for both of them. And afterwards they lay there. Not knowing what to do next. What was one to do after something like this?
He touched her and she flinched. And he let be. He didn't have anything to say to her. Sorry would never be enough.
Eventually she spoke. There was death in her voice."
"I want to go home."
She got up and went to her room and she stayed there till it was time for her to go to the airport.
Yash was driving back from the airport. He could never have imagined that things would turn out like this. His thoughts went back to that day. He had come home that day because he felt sorry about what happened the previous night. He was even going to offer her a job at their firm. He drove past the coffee shop thinking how happy she would be. Then he saw her with Prashant. He knew him from college and he knew what type of scumbag he was. And of course he thought she was ... oh my word. He couldn't believe that he ever suspected her of being like that. He parked his car and went to the coffee shop and when he saw how intimate Prashant was with her, he completely lost it.
He raped her. And she was a virgin. Nothing could ever change that. Her father trusted him to take care of her and this what he did. He despised men that forced themselves on women and here he had done the same. He lost her.
He lost her before he even had her. There was nothing that he could do to make it up to her. He could not refuse to let her go after what he had done. She would never forgive him. The thought crippled him. Now that he's lost her, he realised how much he wanted her. He stopped the car, his head fell on the steering wheel and he cried bitterly.
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