Five Weeks by Shruti Omar (ebook reader that looks like a book .TXT) 📗

“I am just making a few things clear because I don’t have time to deal with this crap. I have enough troubles in my hand.” she muttered, pushing his clothes away and set her clothes inside. Yuvraaj supported himself on the wardrobe and crossed his arms, peeking at her impishly. “Why not – I clearly know that you’re a walking trouble. Nothing can go right with you.”

He laughed and she paused, her hand in the middle of folding her clothes.  His potential teasing hammered her already bruised ego and bitter reality bit her hard. She flung the dress away and stood to cause equal damage on him. “Of course, had anything gone right, I wouldn’t have married you. This is just my ill-fate that I am here to bang my head with you and tolerate your mean behavior.”

His smile wiped off and he straightened up, “Anahita, I didn’t mean to offend...”

“But, that’s what you always do.” She cut him off, bitterly. “I am a walking joke for you – an easy prey to hunt because you don’t even have to try for it. I am always pushed before you to insult, mock and jibe. But, let me clear it, that this thing – this entire submissive thing ends just right here. I am not your slave and I am not that vulnerable anymore.”

She looked right through his eyes, steeling herself to not waver before his excruciating gaze. He looked like he could kill her just by staring at her diabolically. His demeanor had changed, drastically and his clenched jaw was testimony of the fact.

“Done?” he enquired his voice low and dark. “Now, get out.”

He turned to leave and Anahita felt humiliated. How dare he just….she pranced to him and gripped his elbow, swiveling him around. She slammed her fists on his chest, pushing him. “How dare you?”

“Anahita…” Yuvraaj was taken aback with her sudden outburst. He stumbled back as she attacked again and angry tears poured out from her eyes, “Who do you think I am? Han? I am not a commodity that you can use and discard whenever you feel like. I already have had enough, okay? You have ruined my life. Your family has ruined my life and you want to me get out? How dare…”

“Enough!” Yuvraaj roared annexing her wrists tightly in his fists and jostled her back in the wall, crowding her space.