Five Weeks by Shruti Omar (any book recommendations .txt) 📕

Sure that his threat would work, he tapped his foot restlessly and already asked the bellboy for duplicate keys just in case she continued to stay obdurate. He moved to slide the key inside the hole and the door swung open inside, revealing a fucked up Anahita.

“Why the fuck are you bothering me? I am not staying with you. You don't even have to fucking responsible towards me, get that! Now get lost." She shouted and Yuvraaj pushed her inside, locking the door behind him. He crossed his arms, intended to shout at her but her swollen eyes, running nose and puffed up face melted him down.

He carefully treaded to her and tried to touch her face but she swatted off his hand. He tried again and she pushed his hand away, breaking into full on crying. She hid her face in her palms and Yuvraaj engulfed her in his arms, hiding her head in his chest, “Relax! I am sorry. I shouldn't have done that. Stop crying and come with me."

"Don't bother." She hissed, pushing him away and he didn’t let her go, still clutching her tightly in his arms, “I said I am sorry. Why are you crying now? Okay, stop being difficult. I know it was my fault and I am sorry for that.”

“No, you are not.” She punched his chest, hiccupping. “You said nothing you didn't mean. That's what I am to you, a characterless bitch. Exactly that's what I am and I have no rights to complaint either because when my parents think of me like that, who are you then?"

"I didn't mean that. I don't think of you like that. I was angry, okay? I am sorry."

"Get. Out. I don't want to hear anything. Get out right away." She screamed, wriggling out of his grasp and showed him the door. “I said GET THE FUCK OUT!”

“I am out, okay. Why are you screaming? Am I trying to kill you?” he shouted, pissed off and pressed his hands to his ears.

"You can't kill someone who's already dead." Hearing such a dramatic reply from her, he rolled his eyes and pressed his lips in a thin line to prevent his smile, "Alright! I won't kill you. Order food and eat something, I know you must be starving."

Anahita eyed him in disbelief, "What exactly are you? Just an hour ago, before thousands of unknown people, you made me a laughing stock by putting in me a characterless woman and now you're behaving as you care for me. That's why I hate you. That's the reason I can't stand with you. You're so calculative and cunning that no one wants to see through your façade and you easily pull off the task of playing victim."

"Don't blame it all on me. You should've thought about the consequences before badmouthing about my family." Yuvraaj raised objections at her.

"When exactly had I badmouthed about anyone in your family?" She glared him, "I do accept, I hate you but let's not forget the fact that I have never harbor any bad feelings for Aai, Baba or Gitika. I love them as much as I love mom dad. You should check before blaming me!"

"For a moment, I will subside the fact why do you hate me and would ask what exactly did you mean by you were suffocating in my home? That I was forcing you? That you were dying there?" He scowled, quoting the words she'd said to Mukund.

"I have never expected manners from you but even if you were eavesdropping, why didn't you for once asked me what I meant?" She said, dropping on the bed. "When I said I am feeling suffocated that time I meant that the guilt of hurting them was eating me. No matter what I say, it doesn't change the fact that I was playing with their feelings and that was what killing me."

"And when I said you force me, I exactly meant what I said. You did force me to come here, though I know the reason now." She scoffed at the end.

"You know the reason?" He asked surprisingly.

"Of course, the whole Sardinia knows now. It must be epic that a husband brought his wife on honeymoon to let her stay with her boyfriend. I am afraid when can I get the calls from local paparazzi to brag about your generosity?" She said sardonically.

Getting his guards off, he sat beside her, "I am sorry."

She shook her head, still looking at the ground, "You don't need to be Yuvraaj. I have learnt it now that you don't respect me that you don't care about me as a human. I had an idea that you must've heard everything and I wanted to clear it all but I had never thought that you would insult me like this. Publically. Before people I don't know. That shows only one thing and that I hold no respect in your eyes."

"There's nothing...."

"Just go. I won't bother you. I am sorry that I ruined your life. I won't—" Before she could complete, a warm pair of lips fell on hers, making her eyes opened to slits. It happened as a lightning bolt, either of them couldn't understand what was happening, their bodies reacting to each others on their own accord. Kissing her was never in the plan when he decided to apologize, responding him was not the reaction she planned to give.

Except their body made own protocols to follow and they became marionettes. It was not as easy as Yuvraaj thought to pull back and it was either not as bad as Anahita expected it to be. A slow moan escaped through her lips as he sucked her lower lip with all of pent up frustration, her hands reached up to his collars with a view to push him but all they did was to pull him in her more.

Much to his pleasure, his hands shot up to graze her skin under her top and his fingers fiddled with the edge, gawking the opportunity to slip in. her chest pressed against his sculpted one as she desperately tried to breathe within the kiss still not planning to push him.

Yuvraaj gripped her hair with one hand and accessed her head in more comfortable position, pushing her back on the mattress and hoverer her slightly. She mewed annoyingly when he didn't allow her to run her fingers through his hair and held them captive above her head.