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

Drowned in passion, were they suppose to back off or go with the flow, the rational thought didn't knock them but the need to respire prodded them to break the kiss and they breathed sharply. Their chest collided with each other every time they inhaled and their forehead resting against each other's.  

Closing their eyes, still, they tried to come over the passionate inadvertent encounter, not making any effort to leave each other. Yuvraaj – the first one to recover – slowly got up and rubbed his face. He pinched the bridge of his nose, cursing himself inwardly to lose control. He got to know that the situation he came to fix up had aggravated due to his reckless action.

"Look, I—" He began, apologetically but she cut him off, "You kissed me? How dare you?”

"That's what I was...."

"Get out." Steam blew off her ears.

"You know what!" Yuvraaj got up, writhing in anger. "Leave it. It was my fault that I came up to talk sense in an extremely stupid girl. Good part, I am no longer guilt ridden because you don't —"

"I said get lost, you bastard." She howled, bawling her eyes out and Yuvraaj pressed his palm over her mouth, "Just shut up. I won't mind kissing you again if I have to close this filthy mouth."

She protested, wriggling in his grip. His eyes were the bursting volcanoes, "What did I say about cursing? You're not allowed to curse me."

"You can kiss me and I can't even curse you.” she tweaked his palm and wrenched away from him, “This is the second time you're doing something without my permission, how dare you bloody touch me? You are allowed to humiliate me. You're allowed to treat me like a trash, you're allowed to see my tattoo even I don't want you to, you're allowed to kiss me without my permission but I am not allowed to curse you? Who made this fucking rule, Yuvraaj?"

"Why do you nail down me to do it?" He retorted back and she threw her hands in air, "I do it? I nail you down? God! Which drug are you high on?"

"Why the hell did you have to marry me?" he asked on a frustrated exhale and she screeched to the top of her lungs, “I am sorry. I did a grave mistake that I got married to you. Now what? Should I die because of it? Get one thing straight, Yuvraaj. I will do anything to be happy and if humiliating me can give you relief, go on. I won't take it as a grudge because I do believe that I am – to some extent – wrong to you but don't force yourself on me. You want to stay away, I will stay away. Now go and let me live in peace."

"Fuck off!" Yuvraaj hissed, clenching his jaw and stormed out with a pledge to never see her again, not even if she died.