Scarred Love - Chapter 57

Ishani’s body went up in smouldering flames of passion as she saw him pulling down the zipper and her eyes closed shut in anticipation.

Somehow her body had found a character of its own. It arched towards him letting him know that she wanted this.

But still, he needed to confirm.

“Look at me,” he commanded hoarsely.

She slanted her head sideways and opened her eyes.

“Tell me you want this,” he asked and instantly saw her expression changed as the passion in her eyes intensified.

“YES!”

“Say it!”

“Yes, I want this.”

Her answer snapped every remaining control in him. She lifted herself a little more and he grabbed the waistband of her jeans and pulled it down.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered huskily.

She opened her thighs and he started to bow his head towards her heated wet core.

“HUKUM!”

Rudra’s head stilled in mid-air as Ram’s voice reverberated through the bedroom. As instinct and reality kicked in, his eyes jerked to the door and he found it closed.

Thank god, he had kicked it shut.

Ishani’s foggy mind bombed with the voice and she started to squirm hard to get out of his grasp. The moment she felt his hands becoming slack, she pulled the covers on her and turned away.

Rudra staggered a little and then moved as far away as possible from her.

Shit! They had almost done it.

Stay away from her, his mind warned but his aroused body just wanted to be back in her arms and finish whatever they had started.

Leave the room before you lose it!

He swallowed hard and glanced at her and saw her huddled up in the corner of the bed with the covers pulled to her chin. He wanted to go to her and take her in his arms again and he knew if he did, she would come willing but somehow something stopped him.

He turned away and walked out of the room.

The soft click of the lock sliding in its place startled Ishani and she looked around the room. Finding it empty, she quickly stepped out of the covers and pulled her jeans back on.

What the hell were you thinking, girl?

How can you lose control so easily?

Thank God, Ram had called them otherwise they would have—

Dammit! Don’t even think about it.

“Ishani!”

His soft call through the closed door reached her and she almost hid within the bed sheets.

How am I going to face him?

“Ishani!”

Swallowing hard, she somehow managed to answer, “Coming.”

Taking time to calm herself down, she turned towards the mirror to check her reflection in the mirror and sighed. Her hair was all dishevelled; she needed to brush it and suddenly realised that all her handbags were outside.

Dammit!

Quickly, she rummaged through the drawers and found nothing.

Now what?

Contemplating her options, she found the one that she would not like to take. But nonetheless, there was no other left.

She opened the door and glanced in the drawing room. Her handbags were still lying on the sofa but to get to them she would need to cross the entire room, which meant she would need to encounter him. And, to be frank, right now she was not in the right mind to do that.

“Rudra!” she called out in a small voice but it was not enough to travel to him.

Clearing her throat, she called out to him again and this time he stood up in attention.

“Can you get me my handbag, please?” she asked me, not quite looking at him.

He brought the bags and handed them to her. A jolt of electric heat shot through her the moment his fingers touched her. Frenzied, she jerked her hand off along with the bags and shut the door.

Ishani slumped against the door wondering how she will survive the whole week with him if this is how her body reacts every time he comes near. Shaking her head, she went and stood in front of the mirror and started to straighten her hair.

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Rudra was still standing outside the door looking at his fingers.

What the hell is wrong with him?

Since when did women start affecting him so much?

Since when did he start to feel the rising qualms of desire and why?

He closed his eyes trying to squash the erupting images in his head but somehow his body was ruling the realms of his mind. The tingling sensation in his fingers was still there and slowly it was creeping inside him.

Sex was a necessity for him; it helped him to steer his anger in the right path. But he has never felt this flaming lust, which was continuously simmering inside without any signs of burning out.

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Ishani pulled the door open and almost bumped into him.

“Hi! Shouldn’t we be going?” she asked avoiding his eyes.

“Ummm Yeah! We should actually. I was waiting for you,” he replied taking a step back.

Just as they were seated inside the car, she turned to him.

“Now, will you tell me where we are going?”

“Bandhavgarh.”

“As in Bandhavgarh National Park?” she asked trying hard not to squeal in excitement.

Rudra smiled and looked at her.

“Yes. But first, we are going flying to Khajuraho and staying there for a night. Then tomorrow morning we will leave for Bandhavgarh.”

“WOW! Khajuraho?”

“You have been there?”

“Nope! But I wanted to.”

“Where are we staying?” she asked after a couple of minutes.

“At Khajuraho, we will stay at SGH Divinity and SGH Tiger Trek in Bandhavgarh.”

She was surprised that both were his hotels and he was taking her there.

Did it mean something?

More than an hour later, she found someone shaking her gently. As she blinked twice and opened her eyes, she found her head resting on his shoulder.

“Wake up, sleepyhead. We have reached the airport,” he said with a smile.

She nodded and stretched her legs a bit. Just as she put her hand on the door lever, it was opened from outside. She looked up and smiled and placed her hand into his open palm.

After check-in, they were shown inside a private lounge, which was a little strange to her. She would have asked him but he was nowhere to be found. Just when she was about to ask, he appeared and showed her outside.

Ishani’s mouth gaped open just as her gaze rested on the thing in front.

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