Lascivious Desire

Chapter Twelve: Locking Her

Chapter Twelve: Locking Her

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Nandini

His words came out like a seductive bullet, making hole in my heart with sensation— feeling like I would be dead but sadly I am not.

He walked at a slow pace, giving me a hint of domination, filling me with his power. And I know he has the full control over this situation— over me.

I freeze where I was.

I am not arguing.

I won't dare to when the lion escape his cage to hunting his prey. Stood in front of me, daring me to do something but in my lesson I learned— when you know either way you are going to lose, you should give up and waited for the right time to hit back.

And right now it will be better for me to listen to him and when I will get a chance I will escape.

He may be read my mind, because his lips curves a little and shaking his head with denial like i did a crime to think about my escaping.

"Not this time, tiny vermin. Not this time."

I gulp my saliva and meeting his eyes, somehow I forget that I am scared. His eyes is dark, showing intensity but they hiding deep secrets— and ready to break free that jail which corrupted his soul. When he notice I am watching, his eyes turned cold, making a shield to protect his dark soul from me.

Curious!

I feel intrigue by his attempt of hiding himself, and craving for more— I realized, I want to know him. But also I don't want to burn with him.

But the hint of protection, make me cool down.

"Pack your things. You are coming with me." ordered me, giving me no option. "And you three are staying, no tricks— no games. Or else the consequences will not be so pleasurable."

Mukti was going to say something but a hand shut her up. And her voice came out like a muffles. She glared at the person who put a hand on her mouth. The guy simply smirked but his eyes was so cold.

"But I live here." I tried to defy.

"Well not anymore."

"But—,"

"No but, go pack. Or you want me to kill your bloody friends?" a warning is clear so I moved and looked at them. Aliya is crying as the guy feeling her closely, and Navya made a sad face when a hand caressing her face— Mukti as usual trying to free herself but failed.

I sighed, knowing that I have no option. If I want to save my friends from a harassment then I have to go with my owner. Tears roll down and I took my belonging to a bag, and saw Mr. Manik Malhotra entered my room, made a face then meet my eyes.

"Quick. I am not going to wasting my time here," he left the room.

Tears are continuously flowing. I zipped up and walking out of the room, saw Aliya fainted and the boy held her. As I was going to reach her Manik hold my hand and pulled me towards him.

"Fu*k, don't test my patience."

"But my friends..."

"Like I care? Let's go." He dragged me as I had a hard time to carry the bag. He didn't even bother to carry the luggage.

And why he will?

Descending the staircase at speed of light, we reach to his bike. My legs are hurting because he was dragging me, and I was just colliding with the stairs and I fall thrice. But he didn't give a damn.

I stupidly looking at the bike, don't know where to place my luggage. He noticed me and snitched the bag and place it on the zip and said, "Guys will bring this to my house. Now sit."

I tried to sit but hell I never sit on a bike— when I was delaying he forcefully made me sit on the bike and glared at me. His gaze is enough to make me freeze in my spot.

Murderer.

Monster.

What can you except from him, Nandini? Sighing, I tried to balancing myself and he didn't even glance.

Oh god. When I was about lose my balance his one hand came around and hold my wrist, pulling me towards him— my chest collide with his back.

"Fu*k, don't you know how to sit in bike?" he snapped, wrapping my hands on his waist then added. "Hold onto me, stupid girl."

I can feel the tears rolling down from my eyes. I was going to pull my hands to wipe the tears but his hand stop me.

"Hold onto me. I don't like to repeat," his words are cold and make a cut on my chest.

And in few minutes he stopped his bike in front of a house, which looks old, but gorgeous.

He motioned me to follow him, and I obliged. I don't like the place. I don't like it at all. But I have no choice, so I followed. Looking at site, i stunned.

For being a murderer, he has a very big well-furnished home. Surprising!

"What's is this place?" I couldn't stop myself.

"Your new place, of course."

I didn't respond as he leads me to my room, told me to clean it. Unfortunately every room was cleaned except this room and I realized, he gave me this room to show me my place.

"Don't try to do something, which will make me angry." He closed the door, I heard the locked.

He locked me.

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Manik

Locking her so she couldn't do any stupid things. But I know she will not give in so easily. So caging her is the best option.

Poured the drinks, I gulped it.

Giving her the most abandoned room in this house to show her place so she won't dare to do anything. The room was far from the main hall.

Well, I need privacy.

She didn't earn to have a normal room yet. She need a lesson, a fu*king lesson how to behave with me.

"Oh god, those girls are fu*king crazy."

I saw Dhruv crushed on the couch, holding his hand.

"True bro. I can relate." Cabir walked like a crippled man.

What the fu*k?

"If I once get my hands on that girl I would teach her a lesson." Dhruv groaned again. "My poor co*k. She fu*king tried to attack on my baby maker. She will definitely pay for this.

"I will fu*king kill her." Cabir shout. "At least she didn't hurt you on your baby maker. But that girl hit me so hard. I don't know if it's going to work or not." Cabir looked lower to check on his co*k.

"What the hell?" I snapped.

"Manik the girls are crazy. Be careful." Cabir cried out in pain.

I saw Harshad and Aryaman walked in as Aryaman didn't try to hide his smiling face.

"Oh Manik, you should see this." Aryaman laughed.

Harshad placed the bag on the couch and stood straightly, with no emotion.

"I warned you."

Glaring at Harshad Cabir ran to kitchen and came back with a ice bag, placing it on his co*k.

Aryaman laughed and Dhruv kicked him on the a$$.

"What the fu*k, Dhruv?"

"You Fu*ker, laughing at our misery."

"Not my fault that you two are beaten by the girls." Aryaman made a face of disgust and ran before Dhruv was going to kill him.

"If he came in front of me then I would cut him in pieces."

Cabir hold a hand in response, telling him he is with him. "I thought it would be fun to see those girls. But they came out like a fu*king Ninja."

I forgot to respond at their situation. Hilarious.

Raising eyebrow at Harshad, I asked. "How did you get lucky?"

"I know how to tempt a girl." shrugging his shoulder he went to kitchen.

I am curious now. How would Nandini will behave? She is not like others. Shaking my head, I sat on the couch. She is already broken Manik so I don't think she would defy me. But if she does then— smiling at the thought I stood up and walked to her room to handover the bag.

I heard their bickering about those girls, and planning to have revenge. I know they will.

Why they think they can over powering us?

Unlocking the door, i get surprised at the view. Totally cleaned and looking different. Dropping the bag loudly, disturbing her sweet little time.

She crawled back a little— making a distance.

Stupid little girl.

"Are you planning to sit like a princess here?"

"Then what I will do?"

"Nothing. Just serving me. Only me." closing the distance I bent down a little and pulled her to me. She wiggled and trying to get free but I tightened my grip— hurting her, scaring her so she can learn.

But my heart flinch automatically, telling me not to hurt her. Ignoring my thoughts, I kept hurting her— made her still in her feet.

"Did I told you to take rest?"

She flinch at my words a panic cross her face. I gave a damn.

"You aren't supposed to do something until I told you to do. Got it?"

No response, only a tears escape from her eyes. My heart again flinched.

Taking a long breathe, I asked. "Got it?"

She nodded her head. "Words."

"Ye-yes." She whimpered.

Losing my grip, I looked at her appearance and cringed.

Dirty.

But yet attractive. My co*k is ready to take her but I know she is not ready yet. I want her to submit to me willingly.

Adjusting my crotch, I noticed her appearance again. Every fu*king second my desire for her going insane. She has power to make me cray in her dusty look.

Oh, she needs a fu*king shower.

"Stripe."

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