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Knowing him...

He squeezed one of them harshly. I tried to get away from him. He sucked onto my ear lobe. Changing the aura around us.Β 

" Someone will see us. " I whispered. He left my ear and I could make an image of his smirking face .Β 

" Here! No. Never! " He grabbed another breast and assaulted it with other. This really saddened me because it must be the truth and there was no way I could elope.Β 

His lips sucked my neck and I moaned. I did. How was I suppose to react? My body was already too familiar with his touch now. He grabbed my neck and put my head on his shoulder, he kissed my mouth hungrily. And made us swim to the edge of the pond. I held the little iron railing on the side. He kept my leg on the other side and the water splashed out with his thrust. He ignored my uncomfortable position and sounds of water and at some point our bodies were heated so much that I could feel a cold breeze making goosebumps on my skin. After an hour, we laid exhausted outside the pond on the chairs.Β 

" Now wasn't it great? And you were thinking of running away? " He said tying a towel around his lower half and I was now covered with my saree. It was just raw sexual desire and nothing else. I won't blame myself. Why are women blamed for everything? There was no use in denying so what if I played along and got the pleasure too.Β 

" Yes I know. And I am sorry. " I sighed. He wiped his wet head with another towel.Β 

" We won't be able to do it in future when he will be here " I stopped making the plates of my saree. Who was he? Was he suspecting me again?Β 

He saw my confused face and laughed loudly. His voice echoed in the dark place. Stop inviting the predators!Β 

" It can be a she too. Just habit of using masculine form of verb everywhere. " Now I was too confused and worried " But kaushiks usually have elder sons and then daughters. The place went numb. I comprehended his words Β . Son, daughter. Was he thinking of having kids in this violent Environment. No. I would never.Β 

When I could keep taking the pills for six months without him noticing then I would manage now too. If I hadn't used my brain then, on the first night, then I would have been a six month pregnant mother. I still had four packets. Means four months more. And till then he would return back to Delhi. And I would buy again there. If my escape plans keep failing. I could live here but to have a child with this man would mean life imprisonment to me.Β 

" What's wrong? Are you okay? " He asked. I blinked away the thoughts. And smiled.Β 

" Yeah Β . I was thinking about the kid, how he would cry and Everything would be changed " Point out the negative. Yes.Β 

" Agree but it's worth the love they give us and complete our family. " His arms were around me and he pecked on my lips lightly. I closed my eyes and rested my head on his chest.Β 

" Let's go inside. I am too tired to even walk " A yawn escaped my mouth. He carried me in his arms and walked towards the largest room. As soon as my back touch the warm bed mattress I felt like heaven.Β 

" You have done wonders to this house. The fragrance. It doesn't look abandon any more. " He said watching the room. I could see his blurry image. The sleep took over me. The last thing I saw he went back out and locked the doors properly.Β 

When he slept beside me I knew he wasn't even having the towel around him. He encircled his arms around me and slept kissing my face last time.Β 

Β But my brain continued talking to me. My life was a daily soap. It changed from that to this. I didn't know what this new place meant to our lives. But it felt good. To be with him, he loved me but in a toxic way. I needed to know about him. It was not related to giving him a chance or something. I wanted to know about his upbringing. His parents. What did possibly go wrong in the kaushiks morals? He must have faced something terrible. I would know about his secrets and his strengths.Β 

And he was the only one who could tell me.Β 

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