I awoke, but it was still dark. I had not intended to fall asleep. It was early morning, and the rain had ceased. Even in the early morning, the sun shone brightly.I turned to look at Vedant. He laid on his stomach, comfortably sleeping. I smiled at the sleeping person who had given me such an unforgettable experience. My cheeks flushed from the recollections of what we had done.
I was still a little painful between my legs, but I felt relaxed. I'd taken charge of my life and decided to lose myself in love with Vedant. And now that I had, I felt more confident and secure in myself. I've surrendered myself to the person I've begun to fall for. Nobody has influence over what happened yesterday. We could no longer resist our feelings, and the combination of bodies made me realize how much I wanted him.
My phone was near me, and it was completely charged. Vedant must have kept charging, and I smiled. I wrapped myself in a duvet and grabbed my phone. There was a message from my papa. I read the message fast.
Papa: I hope you're doing well. Please call me when you wake up. I was feeling a little low.
Papa's face constantly flashed before me, telling me what a nice daughter I am. Telling me I would never do anything wrong. I gazed at my nude body. I had given myself over to a man who I had readily fallen for. I did what newlyweds are meant to do. Guilt began to build up inside me. How could I effortlessly surrender myself to him? I needed to calm myself and think about what needed to be done next.
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I got out of bed and began to gather my clothes. I dressed as softly as possible, trying not to wake up Vedant. I wanted to be able to go without having an embarrassing moment with him if he awoke. When I was finished, I moved to the side of the bed. For a minute, I stared at Vedant, who was still asleep in the bed. I smiled sadly and let my gaze glide over him. He had only been mine for one night, and I relished it for a few more seconds. Our magnificent night was over, and he was no longer mine. He can never be mine.
I quietly sneaked out of his room and made my way downstairs. The hotel was dark and quiet. I descended the stairs and approached the front door. The reception area was quiet; no one was present. I strolled down the path toward the home. I was crying the entire walk.
I treasured every moment I spent with Vedant, but I had crossed a line; I had done something that many ladies don't do before marriage. I'd lost my virginity to Vedant. I'm no better than riya.
I arrived to the mansion and it was quite early, so I tiptoed into my room and closed the door. I wasn't going to face Vedant in the remaining two days. I was not going to go down and show my face. I'm just going to stay in my room all day. I went to the bathroom and removed yesterday's clothes, which smelt like him. I smelled it and then placed it on the clothes rack. I stood in front of the mirror, and my jaw fell. My entire neck was covered in love bytes. I touched it, and it was not painful. I could still feel his breath on my body. He had not only touched my body, but also left a trace on my soul.
I woke up to a ringtone from my phone. I awoke bewildered and looked around, then checked at my watch; it was ten o'clock. I rubbed my eyes and noticed the caller ID: Anup. I did not want to take his call. My thoughts were disorganized, and he was only adding to the turmoil.
But it rang again, and like the kind of girl I am, I picked it up.
"Good morning, sunshine..."Anup asked, "How are you this morning?" He was in a great mood and exuded a lot of positive energy.
"I'm good, anup," I said.
"I will not take up any more of your time, but I called to let you know that I have booked your flight for tomorrow. You will be traveling directly to me from that location. You will not go home. Your father is already here. He will contact you in some time." Anup spoke.
I was taken by all of this. Why is Anup doing all of this? What's the reason for his actions? My life was getting messier day by day.
"why would you do that?" I asked him, perplexed.
"I want you by my side for this endeavor, which will begin soon. I don't want to waste any more of your or my time," he declared.
"What project? I told you I'd consider about teaching the students and then let you know. You can't make a decision for me, Anup," I responded, my irritation rising.
"Cool down, my sunshine. Once you come here, you will understand everything," he stated.
"No anup, I will do whatever I want. Nobody can force me," I stated before hanging up the phone.
I sat on the bed for quite some time. I received an email from Anup with the flight tickets. I called my father. Dad stated that he wanted to take a break from city life and live in the woods. He was overjoyed that he was there with Anup. I didn't tell him I wouldn't be coming, but I really need to think about this.
I hurriedly took a shower and ate the goodies I had packed from home. I did not want to go down. I didn't want to confront Vedant. I spent the entire day in my room, going through my cell phone and working on the project's thesis. My night, I was quite hungry, so I ordered something online.
After some while, someone knocked on the door, and I looked at my watch. It was quite late. It was clearly my order, so I opened it. But there in front of me stood Vedant. I turned to close the door, but Vedant stopped me. He entered my bedroom and closed the door behind him.
I didn't know what to say, so I stood there open-mouthed, waiting for him to say something. His features were unreadable as he stepped closer, closing the gap between us. I licked my lips uncomfortably beneath his stare.
The next thing I knew, his lips were crushing mine and his hands were holding my body against his. I could have pushed him away, but I did not. Instead, I kissed him back.
His tongue crept into my lips, and I felt his hands grab my buttocks. My arms snaked around his neck, and his tongue tangled with mine. The icy contact of his lip against mine made me tremble. The next minute, I felt him carry me off my feet, and my legs reflexively curled around his hips. There were no thoughts, and all I could think of was the heat between our bodies and the sensation of lips against mine.
He sat me down on the dressing table while his tongue stroked mine. His hands moved to frame my face as he kissed me with such hunger that I shivered with anticipation. I wanted to hold on to him and let him have his way with me, but a nagging feeling in my conscience began to grow. The nagging intensified till I couldn't ignore it any longer and pulled my lips away from his. He pressed his forehead against mine as I attempted to catch my breath. Both of us were out of breath.
"I can't," I said softly, reaffirming my conscience. It was wrong.
He drew back and stared at me with a tiny furrow in his forehead. His still stood between my legs, his hands resting on the dressing table on either side of mine.
"Why?" he inquired, his attention shifting to my lips and then back to my eyes.
"You can't deny what's between us," he asserted confidently. His eyes darkened with rage, and his jaw clinched as he took a step back. I instantly missed the feel of his body against mine.
"I'm not denying , but I just cannot be your plaything" was my response. I hopped off the table, and he took another step backward to maintain his distance from me.
"I can't sleep with you and forget what occurred between us. I want a meaningful relationship, but this is not the place for it," I said, turning away from him. I did not want him to confront me. He would notice how fragile I was.
"That's why you ran from me yesterday. I woke up feeling refreshed, but you weren't there. I rushed like mad looking for you again. When I arrived to the Mansion, Riya informed me that you were in the your Room. You have been avoiding me since this morning," he remarked.
"No, I cannot be your one-night stand," I replied, looking down.
I was suddenly pulled and trapped in his arms; he exclaimed, "I told you yesterday that you are mine, and I will not let go of what is mine. You gave yourself to me yesterday, and I will not let you be apart from me. You would have at least spoken to me before leaving," he said, enraged.
"I wasn't sure what to think of our relationship. I wasn't supposed to cross this line, but I did." I said this while gazing down. Tears started running down my face.
"I understand that this place is not conducive to meaningful relationships, but if you have waited, you would know that i wanted to ask you to be my girlfriend," he added, and I stared at his face. He smiled, and I was captivated by him. I've never seen him smile. He is quite gorgeous.
"Really," I asked him.
He stepped away from me, then grabbed my hands and forced me to sit on the bed. He wiped the tears that were flowing down my cheeks. He raised his hand to his neck, removed a chain, and placed it around my neck.
"This is my late mother's; I hope this is enough to show you how much I appreciate our relationship. This is more than simply a time pass for me; I place a high value on this relationship. I've never met a girl like you before; you captivate me in ways that no one else has. And what fascinates me is that you are unaware of your own attraction to me." He sat alongside me and took my hand, which I willingly offered him.
"You know, Harshita, I come from an rich family. Everything is valued in monetary terms. We value everything in monetary terms. The girls I've dated come from highly important families, but no one has ever captured my interest like you have. I want to know you better. Once we're done with this house stay. I want to date you. Will you let me date you?" He questioned me, and every word he said felt genuine and came from the heart. I nodded my head. I touched the locket and felt it between my fingertips.
He cautiously reached for me, and I waited nervously as I felt his hands weave through my hair. I felt butterflies flutter inside my stomach as I felt his warm breath against my lips.
"You're fucking mine, Harshita..." he whispered, peering deeply into my eyes.
Then his lips contacted mine softly this time. I felt his lips brush against mine as I reached up to wrap my arms around his neck. His tongue touched my lower lip, and I opened my mouth. My tongue touched his. But suddenly, the doorbell rang, and I straightened. Then vedant collected my meal order.He laid the food on the bed. He set the plates and invited me to join him for dinner. My appetite was long gone, yet he had me eat everything on my plate.
After dinner, I sat on the bed and looked at him. He went to the table, removed his shirt and trousers, and was in brief. I felt shy and turned away from him. He was mine, and just that thought made me feel wonderful. I felt the bed dip and turned towards him.
He shoved me onto the bed, then moved closer to my face. I closed my eyes, waiting for the night to begin.
"Sleep with me," he whispered, moving beside me and bringing me closer to him. I looked at him bewildered; I expected him to be interested in making love to me.
"We have our whole lives for it. Come on, I want to sleep near you, and don't leave me alone in the morning again," he added, winking at me before sliding onto the bed. He slept facing the ceiling, while I slept on his arms. This seemed quite intimate. Is this real? I nestled closer to him and fell asleep within minutes, thinking it was the fairy tale I wanted, unaware of the nightmare that awaited me.