His Desirable Possession

1: Her Nightmare

December 2019: Bengaluru

“N-No….stop it”, were the only words her dampened light ocean blue eyes tried to express which are the only mode of communication. 

After running from hours as long as her legs took her away from that monster and unfortunately cornered at the dead end of a dark alley where a big walls stood in front and both sides of her laughing at her situation, her dried throat screamed for water and was unable to utter a word, so her eyes did the needful turning towards him. 

Her chest heaved heavily up and down to get a required air to survive in her body but the shivering her body subjected upon cornered by the devil was not at all helping her respiratory system or the nerves.

“You know that I can’t” were the words his piercing dark night like black eyes uttered as an answer staring at his prey intently and smirking at his victory on catching it successfully. 

After chasing her god-knows-how-many hours, there was not even ounce of tiredness or out-of-breath expression on his face. He was completely normal as if he is not any normal human being but a devil incarnation. 

Ho! How foolish of her to forget that he is the Satan himself even after witnessing his cruelty by herself.  

She knew it’s the end, she cannot escape now, but she still didn’t stop fighting, accusing and cursing him with her eyes and telling how much she resent him with her angry tears, she continues to look for an escape. 

“Anything, please anything to save me from this devil” she chanted in her mind continuing her search. But as always, God turns blind eye to her when it comes to this devil as if God himself fears this devil or simply she is just unimportant to god. 

There is not even a single living being lurking around there let alone a street dog. It is as if the devil’s den, surrounded by darkness where he savors his prey to his mercy.

But that didn’t dampen her fighting spirit as she started to scream, “Help” on top of her voice as much her dry throat allowed her to. After watching her antics to escape from him for few minutes with amusement he started to decrease the few feet distance between them. And that alarmed her and scared her to hell, making her to stop screaming and walk backwards until her back hit the wall which stood solid in favor of the devil. 

Before she even thought to dart towards left or right his both hands are on either side of her sides blocking her movements and also her breath. Her both hands came into her rescue in blocking his chest to touch her body instantly which triggered him more.

 After giving a quick glance to her beautifully frightened orbs, he lowering his mouth slowly to her ears, “you can run how much far you want but you cannot escape from me”, he whispered huskily, which held danger and authority, “I will find you no matter what and make you mine, because you born to be my desire” with that he ended his promise with a kiss on her earlobe.

“Never you monster”, came her instant counter with as powerful as always. Throwing daggers at him with her eyes, she wished to be anywhere but under the lustful look of this devil. And tried to push him away as she felt like a concentrated sulfuric acid is being poured on her skin wherever he touches. 

She disgusts his proximity; she resent his existence on earth.

“We will see sweetheart” was only words he uttered before his black orbs became extremely dangerous and his iron like grip fastened on her delicate wrist which was on his chest and started to drag her to his black Bugatti, everything related to him is black-from his hair to his car-just like his soul. 

The fear of upcoming doom which he so generously going to implement on her brought her already frightened cell more panic and she started to scream again with as much as she can on top of her voice, “Leave me you brute, monster….no..Don’t touch me….you moron”.

Without even giving a glaze over her pitiful form he pressed her back to the car door, pressing himself on her fragile form his face descended towards her mouth, just before his lips touches hers, a big thunder roared on sky and she woke up screaming a big NO with sweat covering her face, looking just like she went through that dream in real.

Again, same hunting dream. Same nightmare which she lived through once on that frightful night which so hell bent on tormenting her until she takes her last breath. 

She gave a side glance to her left where her 4 year old son- because of whom she is still breathing in this cruel world-where the devils live-sleeping peacefully and may be dreaming about something beautiful, with a smile so innocent on his face, which she so wanted to safeguard until death.

Thanking the God that her scream didn’t woke him up, she silently went to living room and sat on the plastic chair and hurriedly opened the window shutters to stop the suffocation in her lungs and filled them with fresh air hungrily. And silent tears made its way on their own without the permission of owner. 

It’s been 4 long years yet the memories are fresh like it happened just yesterday. Silently crying her heart out she wondered, will she ever be able to forget that dreadful night, that monster’s face and his deeds so she can spend a peaceful life and sleep. 

Until the sun rise indicating the next day the she sat there thinking about her life struggles that God gave her to live through.