Scarred Love - Chapter 79
It was as
if his body had found a new life.
Rudra took
a step and pulled Ishani to him. As his face collided with her open hair, he
buried his nose in it and inhaled hard.
Instantly
his senses filled with the most drugging aroma that he had ever smelled in his
life. He wanted all the people around him to disappear so that he could just
have her to himself.
āRudra!ā he
heard her whisper.
He turned
her around and cupped her face hard.
āSay it
again!ā he commanded hoarsely not caring anymore that everyone was watching
them.
Ishani
looked up at him and felt his eyes travelling all over her face. By the time
they came back and rested on her lips, she was out of breath. As she felt him
pulling her closer to him, she realised that his lips were just matchsticks
away from hers.
āRudra!ā
Somehow her
low panicked voice reached his ears and instantly he snapped out of his stance.
But still, he did not let go of her. Holding her by the waist beside him, he
gestured to one of the waiters. Picking up a drink from there, he offered it to
her.
Slowly as
the crowd in the party started to enjoy the music and mingle, he pulled her
towards the corner.
Rudra was
about to say something to her when suddenly they were interrupted by Nina.
āArenāt you
going to introduce us?ā she asked as she placed her hand on Rudraās arm.
Ishaniās
eyes narrowed the moment she saw the gesture. She rested her hand on his chest
and pressed herself a little closer to him and instantaneously felt him grip
her waist tightly. She watched as he glared hard at Nina and she removed her
hand.
āI thought
I told you to leave,ā he said in a warning tone.
Before she
could say anything Ishani intervened.
āOh
sweetheart, let her enjoy the party. Everybody needs a little time off from
office.ā
As she saw
him nod with an enduring smile, her eyes shifted to Nina who she found was
scowling like hell. She plastered a smile on her face but her eyes gave the
required warning signals.
Stay away
or youāll regret it.
They were
about to move away from Nina when she again stopped and this time Rudra
couldnāt stop himself from shoving her a little away.
āCome on
Rudra, introduce us,ā she implored.
āThis is my
girlfriend, Ishani Raijdas and Ishani, this is my London assistant Nina
Bhargava.ā
Ishani
smiled while Ninaās face stretched with a pressured smile.
āSo the
grapevine was right,ā Nina retorted and then turned away before any of them
could say anything.
Ignoring
her, Rudra guided Ishani towards the dining room, which was already filling
with drunken party goers.
The manager
on duty rushed towards him and waited for him to select a table. Isolating a
table in a corner, Rudra gestured towards it and were immediately ushered to
it. Just as they ordered their dinner and drinks, they were left alone and he
had been looking for this moment since the time she had walked in the banquet
hall.
āIshani!ā
he softly called out and instantly saw her look up at him.
āYou look
amazing today.ā
Ishani
smiled bashfully and lowered her gaze, and felt his hand capturing hers in a
hard squeeze.
Just then
the waiter brought their drinks and they separated. Several minutes later their
dinner was served and they started to eat. Finally, when they were finished
they waited for the waiter to clear the table. But his gaze never left her
face.
In fact,
Rudraās eyes had actually not left Ishaniās face even for a second while they
were having dinner. Every time she had picked up the fork to put a morsel of
food in her mouth, something had erupted inside him. Every time her lips had
closed on that fork, a burst of jealousy had exploded inside him.
It had
become so bloody unbearable for him that he had kept his head down all through
the meal afterwards. Even when she had questioned him he had avoided her eyes.
The excuse of tiredness had worked perfectly well as she had not asked him
anything when he had gone straight to his room.
Although he
could see the look of disappointment in her eyes, he had ignored it completely.
Tonight he was having trouble trusting himself, especially around her.
But the
moment he had entered his room, his brain had been flooded with her images.
However, it was quite maddening that Rudraveer Sangawat would actually lust
after a woman like a desperate teenager.
skin,
The
situation was becoming somewhat too infuriating for him.
Cursing
himself, he had discarded his clothes in a hurry and entered the washroom
determined to have the coldest shower he ever had. But even after standing
under the cold onslaught for more than a couple of minutes, he wasnāt able to
shake the feeling off.
He wanted
her.
He wanted
her skin on his.
He wanted
to kiss every single part of her body till she wreathed with pleasure and
begged him to take her.
He wanted
to be inside her thrusting insanely.
Dammit!
Stop it! He
ordered his body.
But his
body was not listening to him tonight. Placing his hand on the wall of the
shower, he closed his eyes and everything just exploded with her images. It was
as if she had an invisible power over him.
He was
growing hard insanely and he hated it like anything.
For the
next couple of minutes, he tried to control his rampaging hormones but then
suddenly a notion filtered into his mind.
Ishani must
be undressing right now.
Bloody hell!
The thought
was like a final nail in the coffin.
Rudra
turned off the shower and quickly got dressed without bothering to wipe himself
off. Within seconds he was out of his tree house.
As his feet
started to stride towards Ishaniās room, every cell in his body came alive with
urgency. He wanted to reach there before she shed any of her clothing as he
wanted to be the one doing it. Not obliging to knock, he unlocked her door with
the key card and opened it, and stopped short.
Ishani was standing in front of the mirror,
struggling with the hook of her halter neck.
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