Lascivious Desire

Chapter Twenty: Sorry Pal

Chapter Twenty: Sorry Pal

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Manik

I ran my fingers on her sides to feel her body.

It's hard... Hard to see her in the vile type of cloths and not taking her the way I want to but I have to remember this is just a game I wanted to play... over crossing the boss is not a simple game.

Yes I wanted her but the way she throw herself at me was disgusting and I didn't accept that— acting like those girls who can do anything to have me.

This is not her... giving her to me won't work that way. And she is not giving her to me... she is giving her body to me which I don't want. I can have her body if I actually want to.... I might not wait that long. I am not that honorable.

Acting like other random sluts... make my skin crawls and what she is trying do for this week was against my taste. She doesn't have to say anything. And I am not a saint who won't understand what she is trying. Seducing me? Yes it worked but her reasons behind this make me less interested in her.

She thought I will let her go if she gives her body to me. Then I would be a dumbass.

I looked at her eyes directly and her body shivered at the intense look I am giving to her. "Do you really think that I didn't know what you were doing?" I asked coldly... no emotions in my voice.

For the first time in this week I saw the fear in her eyes. She understood what mistakes she did and how lowly she acted. She divert eyes but my hold her jaw tightly and make her look at me. I am fierce at her act not to mention that I was tempted and hard, and ready to make her mine but honestly her desperation for that and silly seduction make me angry... if it was Him instead of me then would she try this act on Him? Would she seduced my father to break free? Would she give in to him?

And the thoughts doesn't sit well in my head.

Would she f**k an old man to break free? Act like a w***e? All the negativity consumes me immediately....

My grips tightened on her jaw and she flinched with the pain. My gaze slicing her but I am also not denying the lust for her. She tried to get free.... Useless attempt.

"And after playing me for days did you really have a f*****g delusion that I would leave you?"

She froze and bluntly looked at me. Her eyes sparked for a second but next moment it filled with fear.

Fear for me.

And it's good for her to fear me.

If I wanted I could f**k her— f**k her to the extent where she wouldn't differ between the reality and dreams. I f*****g could take the pleasure from her and leave her to deal with the consequences but— there is always that 'but' thing which stopped me and I don't know what the thing is stopping me to have her and make her mine.

I'm wasted. Totally.

My hands moves down, gripping her bare thigh— she chocked and the reversion clearly visible in her eyes— terrifying of me, disgusted with me.... I knew that. I knew this face.

So much regression are clouded us.

I inhaled her scent for the last time then pulled back. Hated that I almost give into her lack of seductions— wearing sexy garments won't enough to seduce me but she did.... No moves or anything but yet I felt tempted by her.

"LEAVE!"

She flinched back at my voice and I am also dismayed by my harsh voice but I didn't show any elation, making a straight face and watched her who was froze in her place with the rejection.

But I am not taking her for to let her go. If I take her then it will be for good only. Lowering her head, her eyes met with mine and I noticed her downcast.

Ashamed? For what?

It's not like I did anything. What I did is best for her. She doesn't want that... she is not ready.... She might seduce me, an innocent seduction but still she wasn't ready. And she should be happy that I didn't do anything to her.... and now she needs to leave before I change my mind.

I turned and ignored her presence but I couldn't take the silence— the silence making me hard for her and tempting me.

"Nandini, LEAVE Before I do something which you are not ready. And DON'T EVER DO SOMETHING WHICH DOESN"T SUIT YOU." I cursed myself for my rudeness but I can't take the risk.

I don't know how long I could avoid her because one thing is sure that I want her.

I heard the sobs but I didn't turn because I know if I looked at her now then I can't stop myself. She needs to leave.... and then I hear the footsteps.

She has no idea what I want from her? What I want to do to her? She has no clue of my thoughts.... Every night I conduct into darkness with her but couldn't able devour her... so painful.

She needs to leave.

She has no idea somebody wants her... somebody needs her and not for her body only. Somebody actually needs her. If she could see the truth behind the mask.

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(Next day)

"If I remembered then there was another girl..."

"I didn't see." I replied before he could finish his sentence.

"Well, in that case I am ordering you to search for her."

"Impossible!" Harshad growled.

"I didn't ask you bastard."

Harshad is ready to slice him but my deathly glare stopped him. I know he can finish him but I can't take the battle in whole gang when some of them are still loyal to my father. And I can't take this war and it won't just stop in our gang— it will cause the big war in the mob. And I am a hitman not the boss of this mob.

"We will. Don't worry. But we need a pic to identify her."

"Your responsibility. Do whatever it takes. I can't believe how the f**k the document get lost from my cabin." He stared coldly and I knew he is planning something.

"And Son, I need the task to finish by following week or you know the results."

Not bowing down to his deathless stare I just nodded my head and left the room, dragging Harshad with me.

"That f*****g bastard."

"Still he is our father. So shut up."

"So you are telling you would give....."

"Shut up."

Staring at me with a clod eyes for a minute then turned around and left.

Fuck.

If he couldn't guard his anger then it would be hard to avoid the war. Taking one life is good but the mob war.... No it would be hard. And I also can't take that my father is lusting over a little girl. How f**k he can do that?

And for a moment my desire to see Nandini was tempting me. I can't remove the image of her silky skin... the way that nighty cover her body like a second skin making me hard. But I can't see her because I know if I do then this time I can't control myself. Even I didn't went to her room at night yesterday so I can calm myself.

Rubbing my head helplessly, I dialed Dhruv's number.

"Hello!"

"Meet me at the C-Club. We are going to take over it tonight."

"f**k Can't Harshad go there with you?"

"He will be there but I need you too. Now don't be a p***y because you can't f**k tonight."

"f**k you Manik."

"OH sorry pal. I don't roll that way.... You can go to cabir for the f**k and ride his dick."

"f**k you. You are just jealous that you couldn't able to lay with your lady love."

"You are also not getting any f**k from anyone."

"Is my SIL giving you hard time?"

Fuck him. Before I could give an answer to his mockery he cut the call. f**k them.

What the hell is wrong with everyone?

SIL? f**k. She is not....... My lover. I will cut their d**k and force them to eat if they mentioned her as a SIL.

Kicking the wood I left the mansion.

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Nandini

How could I act like that way? How?

And what the hell was I thinking? Dressing like a slut and trying to impress him by cheap cloths.... How could i? I proved that what he called me the first time.

But the most painful thing... he rejected me— once again.

Why he stayed with me at night then? Why? One time he acted like he wants me and the next moment he threw me out like a trash. I am confused and ashamed.

What did he think of me now? I just proven him true. And I also can't face the guys now..... If they saw my acts then... oh no. what I did? What the hell demon possess me to act like that?

Covering my face with palms I crushed on the pillow and cried out. I feel so dejected now. Feeling my world is crushed. Doesn't he want me now? Is he disgusted by me and the marks on my body?

But why am I feeling so dreadful about this? I should be happy that he doesn't want me now. But no... I am feeling like my heart is shattered. What's happening to me?

Stop crying. Oh god... why am I crying? Stop... I wiped the tears but it stills rolling down...

"Stop it." I murmured.

I should have think he wouldn't like a girl like me and why I thought that he would like me?

Wiped the tears I wrapped my hands around me and trying to comfort me. Oh, I didn't think of my action before acted. I didn't see the consequences.... The rejection is painful. I know I didn't ready but still it's hurting like hell.

I again started to sob. Placing hands on my mouth so no one can hear me. For god sake, stop crying Nandini. Oh I wish Mukti was here. Wiping the tears finally I sat on my knees and decided to go downstairs. I can't hide here.... I have to face him, why not now?

And besides I am hungry... and I can't starving for his rejection. It will be hard for me to face him but I will face him. IT's good thing for me that he doesn't want me. Now I don't have to worry about to losing myself to him.

But I couldn't believe my own words.

A tear escape again but I quickly wiped it. He might be disgusted by those scars and that's why he never face me after that day when he saw my scars. Why he wouldn't be? He has a reason to feel disgusted. Even I am also disgusted by me.

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