Under his gaze (his forced bride) by Olivia Jessie (bearly read books .txt) 📗

Alone with him...

 Sunlight coming from the window awoke me from my deep slumber. I stretched my arms to reduce the pain that heavy dressing had caused me. I stood up and couldn't find him. Then I heard the sound of shower from the bathroom. As i  looked around my eyes found my bag. I exhaled a breath of comfort. After choosing a yellow saree i went to the dressing table to remove my jewelry.   The red vermilion  filled the partition of my hair. As i put my necklace and earings away i heard his bathroom door unlocked. He was only in towel. All wet from the shower.  

I looked away but he kept on coming closer. i stood up from the chair. We were just inches away from each other. 

" we will leave at 11. be fast." he went away. 

when i walked down the stairs, i saw some family members already there. they looked at me and smiled.

" good morning bhabhi. " Nidhi came smiling at me. i know her because she was my sister's junior at college.

" good morning." i replied.  i touched uncle's feet. 

" nidhi , where is kitchen? i have to prepare breakfast" she just smiled at me. 

" bhabhi , everything is done. and you have to leave at 11. so please have breakfast." i sat on the chair.

" where were you last night ?" i asked her .

" Umm. actually.." but the sound of someone throwing vase cut her off. we looked at the direction to see my husband standing there. 

" bhaiya, what happened? " nidhi went to calm him. i shook from fear. what's wrong with this man?

" who placed this shit of a vase in here? you know i hate things when they are not in place." he said. 

"sorry bhaiya. Actually one of the guests must have done this. sorry." she was saying sorry. but why? that's not even her fault.

After the breakfast, i tried to find Nidhi.  But was grabbed by someone.

" take your bag and let's go."  i went into the room and grabbed my bag.   He was already sitting in the car. i also sat on the passenger  seat.  Nidhi was smiling and waving her hand.

why can't we stay here? i don't want to live with him . i tried to control my tears but one fell on my hand. i wiped it off and looked at him. he was driving normally but when his eyes turned at me. i could see other emotion rather than anger. And 

it was lust..

his eyes  scanned me time to time and he was driving so fast. i can't . 

At last the car stopped in front of a beautiful house. i looked around and found that every house had same structure. i think it was a sector or something. 

" Stop, looking around. move." he shouted. i flinched  at his voice. i place the bag in front of the closed big door. suddenly i felt a hard chest touching my back.  my breathing stopped. he pressed himself more. then his hands came holding keys and he unlocked the door.

He pushed me in. i managed to get my control . then he put the bags aside and locked the door. why did he lock it?  and put the keys in his pocket.

i took my bag and followed him. he opened the door and there was a large bed in it . oh, our bedroom.

" the closet is there. fix your clothes. and start preparing dinner at 6. i want my dinner to be ready at 7." i looked around and found a watch. it was 3:00 PM.  

he went to take his casual clothes from the closet and went to the bathroom. i hurriedly emptied all the items from my bag. The closet already had space for my clothes. i put my makeup and creams etc on the table beside his things.  i chose to wear my normal kurti .

Then after 25 minutes, he came out .. without any shirt or T-shirt. he watched me for some time and i stood up to go for a shower.  i could feel his eyes on my back.

After coming out of the bathroom, i saw him sleeping on one side of the bed. i could feel my eyelids becoming heavy. I haven't sleep properly for 2 days and night. i also slept on the other side of the bed with my back at him.

Just as when sleep was coming to me, i felt heaviness on my waist. I realised  he had shifted to my side. At first , i thought he was sleeping but no,his hands roamed all over my body. He finally settled them on my breasts and squeezed them . Not gently. I tried to free myself but he didn't remove his hands. Moreover, I could now feel something hard on my thighs. I tried to control my tears but again i couldn't . His sweaty palm ran on my left breast and he pinched my not so excited nipple. He grinded his lower body into me and I felt like my heart would expode out of the chest. 

Though his movements stopped and he laid down in the same position for few minutes.After some time I felt him breathing heavily . He slept...  thank God!  I removed his hands and moved away from him.

The sound of some music woke me. i opened my eyes and saw that the sound was coming from his phone. When i held it , i saw it was the alarm that he must have set. it was 5:30 pm. i switched off it and went to the kitchen.

But there was nothing in the fridge. i had to tell him. otherwise how would I prepare the dinner? 

i went again in the room. This time , he was sitting with phone in his hand. He looked at me as if I wasn't allowed to come near him. 

" For dinner, there are no groceries." he put his phone down and frowned.  

He left without saying anything. and I heard him locking the door from outside. I found it as opportunity to explore the house. But there was nothing there. Just plain things.

I was resting on the sofa when I heard the sound of door unlocking. I stood up. He came in and locked it again. I took the groceries and started preparing the dinner. And all the time he was sitting in the living room on one of the chair from where he could see me. It was uncomfortable. 

I served dinner. He ate silently. After building some courage , i asked him.

" how's it?" he didn't look up .  " fine." and continued on eating.  I took the dishes to the kitchen to wash them . as i was rinsing them, i felt him moving in the kitchen and tapping his foot on the floor. i gulped some water down my throat. he was still standing behind me. 

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