12. With Her Everything Is Perfect

Sakshi's POV:

He blackmailed me again!

God! Don't he have any other work rather than blackmailing me?

I hate him!

He stopped his car In front of his house. His house was like a palace. It was huge and beautiful.

"Come", he asked me to follow him.

I followed him... And the interior was just wow..!!

He opened a door of a room for me.

"This is your room",he said and went. It was warm and stunning. A king sized bed with a white cover and a beige colour duvet matched the colour of the wallpaper on the headboard side. A night lamp at each side of the bed, with a vase of white roses on the beside table. A light beige curtains on the left side of the bed. I felt the soft feather cream carpet all over the room.

I was very tired. My eyes were paining. I went to the washroom. I splashed water on my face. I thought to change my dress... But what should I change into?

I don't have any dress... What should I do now?

Then I thought of asking Virat Sir.

I came out of the room and looked for Virat Sir's room...

But I was puzzled... There were so many rooms in his house.

"Do you want any help?" I heard a voice from behind me.

I looked back and saw a man standing behind me.

"Hey! I am Kabir... I am Virat's best friend and his business partner", he forwarded his hands.

"Hello..", I said nervously.

I guess he sensed my nervousness.

"Are you looking for something?" Kabir asked.

"Ohh yess! Actually I was searching for Virat Sir's room", I said while looking down.

"Virat's room? Come this way", he led me the way.

After showing me the room,he went.

I knocked the door and went in.

"What happened?" he asked me.

"Woah.... I..", I was confused how to say.

"Are you going to complete it today?" he asked me.

God! Why is he always in an angry mood?

"I need some clothes to change ", I said.

"So what can I do?" He asked.

"I don't have any spare clothes to change ", I said.

"Then don't wear anything ", he said.

"What?" I shouted.

He is so shameless! How can he say like this?

Idiot fellow !

"Can you lend me your mother's or sister's dress?" I said.

"Who the hell you think you are? Owner of this house? How dare you think I will let you touch my mom's clothes?" He pinned me to the wall.

His grip on my shoulders was very tight. Rage was filled in his eyes.

He pushed me on the floor!

Heartless!

"Get lost", he shouted.

How can he be so heartless? Agar Dena hi nahi tha toh he could have simply denied but no... He always hurts me.

I got up and was about to go out but he stopped me.

"Hey wait! The next room is my mom's. There are Sarees in that cupboard. Pick any one.. And yes be careful..Don't spoil the saree... Tomorrow you will get your clothes", he said.

Durga Maa! What the hell is wrong with this man?

First he hurts me for a thing and then he automatically lets me do the same thing?

I went to the room adjacent to his. The room was very clean and beautiful. A lady's picture was hanging on the wall. She was extremely beautiful. Her eyes were just like mine. Wow!!

I opened the closet and there were many Sarees. I took one pink simple Saree.

I took that Saree and went to my room to change it. I looked at the clock and it was 11:45PM. I went to the bed, closed the lights and slept covering the duvet up to my chin.

Virat's POV:

Finally Sakshi is going to be with me.

Wait!!! Why am I behaving like a teenage boy who just got his first kiss?

I was in my room when she came..

She asked me for my mom's clothes. That girl is mad.

How dare she ask my mom's clothes? I pinned her to the cupboard. I knew my grip must be hurting her... But what about me? I am also hurt..

I am never let anyone touch my mom's belonging. They are very special to me.

I don't know what happened but I agreed to give her my mom's clothes....

Am I freaking serious?

I have never allowed anyone to enter my mom's room.. not even to clean. I clean it myself.

My mom is the only woman in my life whom I love more than myself.

My mom was very beautiful and her eyes were just like Sakshi's.

I always respected and admired my mom. But my dad.. He was no less than a beast. What am I now is what I have inherited from him. He always spends nights with random girls half of his age. Girls throw themselves on him just for money. I have seen my mom crying at nights. My mom has always warned me to not become like my father.

But blood show it's colour.

Finally I ended up becoming like him.

My mom died when I was seventeen.

The reason I mistreat girls is that I have no one by my side to teach me how to respect girls.

I learnt what I saw my father doing.

I was happy with whatever I did, be it mistreating girls until Sakshi came in my life.

I always feel guilty whenever I force her to do something out of her own wish. But I have to do it.

After the day I have seen her eyes.. I am mesmerized. She has cast a spell on me through her eyes. I feel restless even if I don't see her a second.

The image of Sahil holding her made me angry.

How the hell that bastard dare to touch Sakshi.

I feel like killing him for touching Sakshi.

That moron surely deserves death.

Sahil Sen Gupta... That jerk is just like me.. He uses girls and throw them just like tissues. He is famous for forcing girls.. But what does he want from Sakshi? The way he was speaking with her clearly showed that he knew Sakshi... But how?

I have to find out more about that.

I closed my eyes trying to control my eyes. Sakshi's image came in front of my eyes. I groaned in frustration and got up from the bed. I stood in my balcony feeling the cold winds. It seems like it can rain any time. Still Sakshi haven't left my thoughts. The girl is surely something... She is surely different from the girls I have met before. When I saw her first, I just wanted her body but now I want more of it. I just want to protect her from everything and keep her safe in my arms. I always see some kind of fear in her eyes. The horror look on her face when she was with Sahil and my body loose.

No one has ever made me feel things which this girl does.

Shut Up Virat! What are you thinking?

I guess this is just the side effects of not taking my drugs...

Yes I am a drug addict! Loneliness has made me do this too.

I took my drugs. After taking my drugs I thought I will calm down.. But no... I think I should just go and see her once.

She must be sleeping.. Should I go?

Fine! I will just watch her for a while and then go back.

I opened the door slowly and walked in. There she was sleeping soundly on the bed.... She is indeed a real beauty.

The blanket had slipped down and she was sleeping like a kid.

Damn! She was looking ravishing in that Saree. Her bare waist... I just wanted to get on her top and do something for which she would hate me more.

How can someone look so beautiful while sleeping?

Her pink lips tempted me to kiss her.

I can spend my entire life staring her.

With Her Everything Is Perfect

Dude! You seriously need self control.

The pallu had slid down revealing her cleavage... I tried not looking there because I knew if one more second I would look there... I would loose my self control.

She was looking damn sexy in my mom's Saree.

I felt something indifferent in my pants.

I went near her and sat beside her. I ran my fingers on her cheek. I couldn't understand the feeling which overtook me but I couldn't stop myself from smiling.

Damn! I should go now or else I will loose my self control.

As I got up from the bed, I felt like she was holding my hands.

"Plaese don't leave me ", She said holding my hands.