IN THE WORLD OF LOVE

FELL...AGAIN

I moaned into the sensation.

The kiss was slow at first and it slowly tuned out passionate. I matched his rhythm. Our lips move at the same pace. With the same passion.

My mind was clouded. I just wanted to enjoy the feeling of the moment, so I grabbed his shirt and pulled him close. He smirked and bit my bottom lip, I gasped.

He nipped and sucked my bottom lip and continuously squeezed my waist. He tried opening up my mouth, when I resisted, he pinched my waist and I gasped, he took that as a chance and pushed his tongue inside and there was war but as usual, he dominated me easily. He sucked my tongue. His hand continuously roamed across my body like trying to memorize every inch and nook of my body. His hands already knew my body. obviously. He was just recollecting it.

I was moaning and panting mess when he broke off the kiss. My eyes still closed. Harsh breathing echoed in the room. We both looked at each other, my eyes still on his lips, imprinting every curve of his face in my mind. Whereas his eyes followed the very movement of my chest and lips. His eyes flickering between my lips and chest... He heaved a breath and his rough hands travelled from my hair to my neck and stopped at my breast. He roughly moulded them. I moaned and he did it again. I moaned again. His hands were roughly pinching and moulding them every now and then when he attacked my neck at the same time. His soft beard tickled my left cheek as he rubbed his face in the crook of my neck. He suddenly and pinched my breast and sucked on the soft spot between my shoulder blades and my neck. The sensation was only for fraction of a second, then he stopped.

That was going to leave a mark.

Still not recovered from the assault before, he did it again and again. Simultaneously, my hands travelled from his neck and into his hair and I harshly pulled his hair together. As a result, he grunted and moaned and sucked my soft spot hard.

I was panting and a moaning mess.

He then broke apart and assaulted my lips again. I pulled his hair again. He grunted and pushed me against the wall. His mouth trailed all over my face. His one hand in my hair again and with another, he massaged the nape of my neck. He pulled my face up by my hair, his grip harsh. Lastly, he sucked my ear lobe

I was getting frustrated. A part of ashamed, embarrassed but I did pay any heed. I wanted more. So I moved as much closer to him as possible. My hands roamed across his hard-muscled chest and his shoulders, his back, everywhere across his upper body. He continued his assaults. I finally managed to rip open his shirt and was about to cast it aside, he suddenly gripped my hands in his steel grip and turned me around so that my front was against the wall and his front to my back.

He grinds his hips. I moaned. My hands behind my back in his one hand and with his other hand, he slowly opened my zip. Very torturously. He pushed himself against me and whispered in my ear,

" Is this what you want," as he also sucked my ear lobe. A moan escaped my lips and sucked in a breath.

He grinded again. He undoes my laces but the left zip midway. Just as my dress was about to pool at my legs, I felt the weight being lifted off me but not completely gone. He again pulled my face up with his harsh grip on my hair. He whispered in my ear,

My blood froze, my hands turned icy cold. I could hear the thumping of my heart in my ears. I expected too much too easily and fast.

This was not going to go right.

" Now, Now, so frustrated are we? Now that I have your full attention, let's get some things straight shall we?" He paused momentarily, as his hand my in hair, now travelled to my fully exposed back, he drew small circles and played with my inners. Teasing me.

"As you are my wife and accepted me so, You'll be doing all my chores and you are obliged to do it without any alibi. Firstly, you are to serve me meals three times a day, be here at my every beck and call. Do anything I tell without showing any resistance, if not, you are to face the consequences. Don't try and act smart, else...... Do you remember what your sister told you, Hmmm? I will do exactly that,"

"So it was you," I seethed. I should have known. I squirmed, trying o get away from him. He pushed me harder sensing my attempt to get free.

"It was a low blow if I would have known it was you--- I didn't know you had it in you, Such an i***t I was," I struggled against him.

He gave me a hearty laugh. So this was all to just a lie, the kiss. To make me believe him, I once again fell for it. Fell right into his trap. God! he changed. He manipulated me. Again.

"Anything and everything is fair in the game of revenge Isn't it? Didn't you say it so yourself, remember? Just be glad I didn't expose him," He said, no mocked me.

"So that's what this is all about, huh? Revenge! You are just hurt that I left you all those years ago, and kissed him instead of you? Huh? so this is just a petty marriage to take revenge on me?" I asked. I was right all along. This was all plotted.

"Don't make yourself too important. You were just a pawn to be played with. I just hit a jackpot with you, when I learned that your father was going to be taken down for good. He came to us for help. And I thought why not play with you for some time, To satisfy my boredom. So I agreed to marry you. Yes, I could have chosen your sister but you were always easy prey,"

"I am quite an actor, aren't I? I did it so smoothly. Sheesh. But you are as feisty as before and so stubborn. You just wouldn't believe it, so I had to go to lengths to make you agree to this marriage. Even made a fake deal, threaten your future, Making you believe that this was all just for money. Everything. Everything was to make you agree. But I'll tell you now, this was all just a petty little lie. The reality is, you are just a pawn in a little game. A little advantage for me is, I get the will. And you.... well you, nothing. You get nothing. So make this clear in your thick head. You are stuck here for a lifetime, even after I finish my game. Because you said it yourself, You want a perfect love story, so I'll give just that. Be ready," He said.

With one last kiss, he released my hands, picked up his torn shirt he went near the door, turned around and said,

"Your lips still taste the same darling. I am going to have a lot of fun dealing with you,"

With that, he left the room, showing me his sexy back.

The sad part was I was too naive and oblivious to situations again.

I fell right into his whatever devious plan.... again.