The Replacement (#royals Book 1) by Shikha A (early readers txt) 📖

CH-66

 

SHIPRA POV

 

I saw him open the door putting his thumb and went inside but before the door got closed I held the door and went inside.

Closing the door I rooted at the same place looking at his back figure. He threw his jacket on the bed and loosened his tie and opened his cufflinks and folded his sleeves.

He still did not realize my presence nor I want to. I just want to look at him.

He went near the window where a small bar is there and made a drink and took a look at the window and lit his cigarette. 

I could see his side face. He closed his eyes taking a deep puff in and took out smoke after a few seconds.

I was still standing at the same place and he was completely unaware of my presence. 

He made one more drink and gulped it in one go and another and another. I did not stop him today. 

Finally, after five pegs he turned around and stopped looking at me standing at the door.

I started walking towards him and stood still. I reached him and touched his cheeks from both my hands. I brushed his hair from my fingers and touched his eyebrows with my thumb.

I tried hard but I could not control touching him. I just want to feel him all over him.

My hand went to his neck and then his shoulder. My eye followed my hand moment and his eyes just stuck on me. I can feel his gaze on me.

Finally, my hand stopped at his chest and I again looked up to his eyes. We both looked at each other with no words to be exchanged in between.

My hand went behind his neck and I hugged him. 

He is my life and I never want to leave him. He is my home. I just want to be with him, just him.

Tears pooled in my eyes. Just to be in his arms after so many days made me overwhelmed. 

I Kissed his forehead, his eyes, his cheeks, his lips again and again. Tears pooling like rain. 

"Please don’t do this Rana Sa” I whisper my request.

"Please tell me what is bothering you. Why are you behaving like this? Please tell me. I know something is wrong, please tell me." I pleaded with him, holding the collar of his shirt.

 

"What will you do when you see someone break your trust?" He spoke, cleaning my tears with his thumb.

 

Is he talking about me? 
But when did I break his trust?

I just looked at him with questioning eyes but he kept on looking at me to answer “It depends” I spoke while looking at him. I mean I don't know what to do when I am in such a situation. 

 

"Will you punish the person?" He asked again. Holding me from my waist by one hand.

 

"Maybe it depends on what he or she did." I again gave the same answer.

 

"Why are you in my chamber?" He asked me while pushing me a little from him.

Now it’s his chamber, not ours?

 

"I wanted to be with you". I know he is angry but right now I just need to calm him down and I know later he will tell me what’s wrong. So I did not leave him and stayed still.

 

"I know you are angry with me, tell me to get your forgiveness?" I request him.

 

"What can you do?" He spoke looking straight into my eyes.

 

"Anything and everything. I spoke confidently.

 

"Really?" he says. 

 

"Yes, anything," I said with a smile.

 

"Alright then Stand here." Saying he pointed out a place.

I started walking to the palace and he sat on the couch just in front of that point.

He lit one more cigarette and the drink was still in his hand.

His piercing gaze was making me nervous for the first time after marriage.

I was just waiting to know what he wanted and he kept looking at me like he had never seen me before.

 

“Strip” He spoke while taking a puff of his cigarette. 

This is something he has never done before. I look at him not believing what he said.
 
 
“I said strip... “ He spoke with authority which I can't ignore.

 

Hearing this I flinched at his loud voice and I felt cheap. Who is he? I felt I didn't know this man. 
But I know he is angry and right now I don’t want anything then his forgiveness of my unknown crime.

Moreover, he is my husband so there is nothing which he has not seen before. He has his full right on me. That's what my heart was telling me but my mind was saying otherwise. My mind was telling me this all is humiliating. This all is hurting my dignity.

But I listen to my heart.

 

Today he had more heartrate than I have seen in many days. His eyes look murderous.

I am scared. I am scared of him. 

I started discarding my clothes one by one, shivering in fear. 

 

My whole body was sweating in the AC room. 

My hands were not even able to take the weight of my scarf. 

Curling in my toe I stood in front of him in my NAKED.

His eyes did not move anywhere he kept on looking at my eyes. 

My sweat drops started dropping down from my head to my legs.

His gaze was accusing me of something. 

We both looked at each other. I was asking the reason why I got this treatment and him for I don’t know.

 

“So, what you did just now, you do with him as well?" He accused

Him? 

Who is he?

“Who” I wanted to shout but my voice came as a whisper due to his dominance. I felt the whole room accusing me. Each stuff in the room is blaming me for something.

"The one you had had the best time of your life in Paris” He spoke while resting on his couch.

Whom did I have the best time with while I was in Paris? 

I did not meet anyone?

 

"Whom you talking about?" I ask, having no clue what he is talking about.

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