Bind With Royalty

Chapter-8

Devangi's POV :

He dragged me from the black room to the living room which is filled with sunlight and the artificial royal light of the chandelier. I tried to look around, to find a way to break out but black spots are dancing in front of my eyes. I can't figure out the fine details.

"You are lucky that I am not harsh on you," Bonna said as he jerk me a little forward while dragging me in pace, I can't match due to the heaviness on my head, because of continuous crying.

I wanted to stop him, I wanted to resist him but I know it's of no use. I was never being much strong physically, my strength lies in my head. I am smart and good at mind games. At least that's what teachers think. But I never tried to take advantage of it. But sometimes we have to do wrong deeds for our advantage.

Like breaking a heart?

But I didn't mean to.

Oh, but you did.

Arghhh. I am not sure now whether my heart is with me in this fight or not! Never in my life, has there been a tug of war between my logic and emotions. I build a wall between two things which feels like making me weak now. My heart is thinking while my mind! my mind is numb, not because of darkness or switch of the personality of Bon Hwa but because of the words which my heart is saying.

I am not sure anymore, I am the same person who used to value heart over everything.

How can I do this?

I am not any better, I am worse than th.....

I shook my head trying to shove away the thoughts as I looked around the room which is covered with wall pictures of the beach. The depth of my thoughts didn't let me notice when we entered this room. But it's odd to think of a room that is bright like this while there is a black hole under the same roof.

He dragged me to the other end of the room opening another door. And soon I squeezed my eyes for a second because of the blinding sunlight. I hide my eyes from the other hand as my legs never stopped stomping on the floor.

But soon I felt warmth under my feet and that's the first time I noticed That my feet is unprotected. But then realization hit me as I looked around with my dropped jaw.

Did he really have a house on a beach?

I looked around to see a lonely beach with no one around it as far as the eyesight goes. But Bonna didn't care about my curiosity as he didn't reduce his pace considering my condition.

I was busy looking around to find even a single person when he stopped abruptly and jerk me forward, so I can stand beside him. I looked forward squinting my eyes. But another second my eyes wide.

Did he lose it?

I thought as I looked at the place which is decorated. I am blank now. I can't understand what he is up to.

First, he said he will make my future dark and now he dragged me here. For a date? On the hot summer afternoon, he wanted me to have lunch under the grace of sunlight? Really?

"What do you see?" He pulled me towards him by holding the back of my neck.

Putting all its pressure to make sure I can see the carpet of red roses mear my feet.

Wait they look a bit dull, to be honest.

Well at the decoration, I am sure it clearly did a hole in his pocket, But having dead flowers here somewhat shows how much he values his 'so-called love'.

"If I were you, I would have started answering, as repetition comes with a cost you won't like to pay," he said in a dangerously calm tone.

"But being a soft person, I am. I let it slide this time. So tell me what do you see?"

I sniff back the tears of pain, as my feet started burning and his pressure on my neck isn't helpful either.

"Flowers"

A dark chuckle escaped from his mouth as his fingers are piercing my skin. I am sure it will leave a mark there.

"No baby, they are not flowers, it's my heart shattered and dead under your feet." he greeted with his teeth as he pulled me even close, " As you made this mess, I want it clean."

He pushed me onto the flower carpet.

Who does he think he is to order me around? huh? I am not his maid or slave to accept his every order.

"What if I don't want to?" I turned around crossing my hands on my chest and glaring at him. I won't surrender in front of him. Does he think he can make me obey?

He chuckled before pulling me back from the soft and cold carpet to burning sand. He cupped my cheeks making me look at his eyes, which are red and glaring at me.

"No is not an option bay. It's either you do it now or when you will be desperate to sit." he shrugged his shoulder like he is just teasing me.

"Choice is yours."

I gulped hard with the mere thought of standing here under the sunlight which is piercing my skin to the core.

He can't be serious, can he?

"Don't think anyone will come here to save you from me. It's completely up to you, how less struggles you want in your life."

He said as he turned around and start walking, leaving me here all under this merciless heat.

"And for your convenience, the trash bin is back at the house." he didn't grant me a glance while going out of sight.

I just stared at his disappearing back into this chiseling summer, while sweat is covering my forehead.

"Devil" I murmured, before scoping the handful of flowers.

Bon Hwa's POV :

I never thought I have to force you to do this kind of stuff. But it's you who made it worst. How I wanted you to feel my love, how my heart is beating for you, wanted to express my every feeling with flowers and love, wanted to celebrate your birthday like it is a festival want you to tell how much you mean to me. But your shitty act made me realize how dumb I was. Now it's your time to pay it back.

Devangi's POV:

The task was far more difficult than I thought. Walking into the hot sand wearing nothing under feet while hands are carrying petals.

I didn't know how many times I was about fall because of a headache. The flowers are hard to keep from falling and because of that I have to make two more rounds as Kim Bon Hwa a.k.a devil wants no sign of his 'so-called shattered heart'.

But what was more harder than doing this was to see his smirking face near the stairs where he kept the trash bin. God! how badly I want to erase that smirk from his face. His comments about 'how much he loves me'. His comments just made my blood boil.

And now again he is dragging me back to the house at the same unbearable pace after inspecting everything with his own eyes. My pure white dress is nothing having pure anymore, my legs are paining so much I doubted they are bleeding. sweat is the permanent companion on this journey, while I am sure my face is red by now.

"Did you enjoy your first task baby?" he mocked while dragging me back to the hell. " I expected you will look this sexy being exhausted. I guess you are overworking for me more often now." he laughed at his humorless words.

My hands-on the dress clenched tightly as I stop myself from spitting something out which won't be in my favor.

The battle between my thoughts and emotions was tamed in the struggle of conquering shade as soon as possible. But still, I know my brain won again, by doing this every ounce of guilt of what I did to him vanished.

I came out of my thoughts as I felt unmeasurable pain on my sole. Unknowingly scream left my mouth, halting Bonhwa's steps.

I looked down to see the cold stairs staring back at me. I never expected stepping on a clod floor after struggling on a sheer hot stand will be so painful. I closed my eyes, mustering the courage to take another step. Tears of pain are traveling down my cheeks from the time bonna dragged me back.

But soon enough I was been lifted by bonna. I wanted to stop him, curse him, make him realize it's all because of him. But the moment my eyes met with his soft eyes, no words came out of my mouth, I felt like a cave woman, who knows no language than eyes. His eyes.

They carry genuine concern and care. I looked away. how can some act so flawlessly?

"Is it hurting that much?" his voice was soft and filled with love and concern.

But I am not dumb, I won't fall for this trap.

"Put me down," I said in a stern tone.

He looked at me, then rolled his eyes and continue walking inside.

"I said pu..."

"Shut up" he growled.

"If I hear another word from your mouth, I swear I will cut your tongue."

I bite my lips from saying any further words as his eyes turned from soft to dark in a second.

I silently let him bring me to the room where I thought of having a beach painting on the walls. How dumb I am. I unknowingly pouted.

"You look cute like that" I heard his soft voice. I instantly become normal. This compliment sounded more genuine than those he mocked while looking at me in pain with an amused face.

But who cares!

He softly lay me on the couch of the bright room, I looked around through the window walls to see the beach which saw my suffering.

Tears again welled up in my eyes. I wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible. God knew what he planned next for me. I looked at the open door of the balcony smirking at me. But I stayed still.

"You will never be able to escape baby."

I saw him sitting in front of my legs on a chair he must have brought from the table on the side. He smiled looking at me, while his hands dipped a fluffy towel into a bowl filled with water. Which is kept on a tray with a first aid box.

When did he bring all those things?

I thought as he drained the extra water from the towel and extended his hand to wipe my legs.

I hissed in pain the moment the towel touched my sole.

"Is it hurting that much?" he stopped and looked at me with worried eyes, "I will be more careful."

As he said and wiped my legs more softly, determined not to hurt me more. He is now applying some kind of cream on my wounds while blowing them from time to time. As they are burning. And here I am just staring at him continuously. I don't know why it feels like his concern and his care are not fake. I can't remove my eyes from his eyes which are on my legs while his hands are touching me like I am a flower.

"Why are you doing this?" He looked at me with a confused face. "When I broke your heart, why are you taking care of me?"

I expected him to become angry and spit some poisonous words at me but all he did is smiled painfully and resume treating my wounds.

After a few seconds, I heard his soft voice but it is showing how much pain he is in," Because inside every shattered piece of my heart you exist. I will give you pain but I am the only one who will cure you." again after few seconds of silence then he wished for the first time "Happy birthday, my love."