Under his gaze (his forced bride) by Olivia Jessie (best ebook reader for laptop txt) 📖

Maybe after an hour, he took his phone and vanished again to study. He was so engrossed in learning and revising that I found myself completely at peace like I was the only one present in the house. I had asked mummy to initiate a conversation about me to papa. I wished really bad that Rohan come and I could leave. Not permanently but for a little while. 

In the kitchen I found potatoes on the other side of the cabinet and picked six of them. After washing and slicing them into cubes I put them in cold water. Now the dough for chapatis was prepared. That was for dinner and I didn't want any kind of risk. 

It was tea time. So I prepared myself a cup and fried the sliced potatoes. After deep frying I put them on a plate and sprinkled black pepper and salt. The tea was ready too. I sat with my snacks and tea in the sofa. Before I could eat a piece, I heard him descending down the stairs. Luckily, there was enough tea still left in the kitchen for one person. 

" Smells delicious! " He sat with a thud beside me and his fork was full of cubed slices. He jammed them into his mouth and sipped tea, my tea.. 

As I stood up to grab another cup of tea from kitchen, he stopped me looking confused .. 

" There is some tea left, I am just going to take it. " I sounded cool and normal 

" We can share one cup you know, always. " He picked up the cup and motioned me to have it. " Besides, you can refill the same cup and you will have just one cup to wash. " I couldn't argue to his views so sat quietly trying to pick the hot potato slices with bare fingers. 

" Your father called. " I felt the surrounding going numb. Everything felt so cool. Even the hot slices. I watched him clueless, trying to focus on his words rather than showing my emotions. " He wanted you to visit your family " I blinked innocently. " Just tell me one thing, it was you who gave this idea, weren't you? " I put the cup down. 

" No. It wasn't me. Really. We just talked about casual stuff. And I don't even want to go there. The place suffocates me. " I half told him the truth though. My father suffocated me not the rest of them. 

" Good. " He sipped his tea again. " I told him we won't be able to come because we are going to our cousin's wedding. Remember him? " I nodded. 

My heart clenched in pain. I wasn't going to meet them. I knew that it couldn't be that easy, if it was so easy then no women would be under any men's clutches. 

" Are we really? " He looked at me for the longest before continuing his eating. 

" Do you think I am a liar? " He sounded hurt. And it scared me.. 

" No I believe you. I was just asking when? So that we can prepare in advance. " I smiled blankly at him. 

" We have time. Don't worry. You don't need to pack for a month like your family wanted to. " I could feel the underlying threat that he knew it was me. 

" Yes agree. " He stretched his arms and lay down on the sofa pulling me closer. My body tensed at his touch. He brought his lips to mine and started a deep kiss which definitely was going to end with sex. 

I felt him getting excited under his pants and tried to create a safe distance but nothing worked for longer. He overpowered me soon and I closed my eyes trying to ignore the hungry hands on me. In between the thrusts, he stopped and looked at me straight in the eyes. 

" I won't let you go. " His eyes were devoid of any emotion. " To meet your family. " I gulped down scared about his way of speaking.. I nodded and he continued with his pace. 

After he was finished, he again excused himself in the study. This was better than him being close to me. 

I remember glancing at the clock in between the movie. It really helped me to pass my time. A good movie overall. When it finally came to an end it was dinner time. But I wasn't going to make any dish tonight. Today we ate a lot. And now I will give him a glass of milk and a banana. 

The door bell rang. It startled me a bit. The person ringing it was anxious and in hurry. I heard him running down the stairs with an irritating expression. 

" Go inside the kitchen. " He called out rudely to me. 

I ran as I heard the order. He glanced back to be sure that I wasn't there. And finally opened the door. 

" Bhai. " It was Nidhi. I knew by the voice. 

" Nidhi. What are you doing here? And this late? " He sounded angry but not the type which he showed me. Just concerned for his sister. 

" Bhai, can I come in? " She sounded like a baby . 

" Yes come in. " He closed the door but didn't lock it. I really hoped his sister didn't know about all his mood swings. . 

So that I could tell her with my side of story. 

" Bhai actually I boarded the bus in the morning but it stopped at every stop plus you have a farmers protest going on borders. So it took an eternity to reach here. " She sat on the sofa. I filled one glass of chilled water. " Where is bhabhi? " She asked finally missing my presence. 

" She's in the kitchen. But Nidhi you should have told me. I don't like you to travel alone. And I have made this thing very clear. " He lightly shouted on her. Poor girl. She came here to meet us that too without any serious problem but still he was demotivating her. 

" Hello Nidhi. " I walked with the glass of water. And smiled at her. Her face was already so dull and tired from all that travelling. 

" Hello bhabhi. You are looking gorgeous. Purple suits you. " She complimented. I faked smiled at her. 


 

"Thank you Nidhi. But you look tired. " I handed her the glass. Purple or blue I had to wear those sarees which my mother packed with me. And none of them screamed any kind of vulnerability. They all were too good, too beautiful for a lifeless body like mine. 

" Yes bhabhi. I am. I already had dinner can I just sleep now? I know it's time for you too to go to bed. " She looked at her brother's face for a while. " Can I sleep with you tonight bhabhi? In a different room of course " She giggled.