Tainted Love by Maniah (i love reading TXT) 📖

Vani POV:-

My family in the village was happy, my sister was no longer scared and my father talked to me with love for the first time. It was one of the happiest moments of my life when he said that he was proud of me. I wanted to seize the moment and hear the words again and again. I no longer worry about them because I know they are happy. 

But I was scared for myself now, the time I spent with Mrityunjay was making me attracted to him, the way he holds me in his arms after sex, the way he touches me...it was never disrespectful and I never feel disgusted with it, if anything I feel ashamed how much I have started to crave for his attention. I remember his routine by heart now, he wakes up at 5 am, does so running at the gym in this house, has breakfast at 7 am and leaves for the office till 8 pm. And then his time belongs to me. One night when we were laying in each other's arms, I asked him the question I wanted to ask for about three and a half months.

"Is this a birthmark?" I asked, lining the long black mark on the back of his wrist. He glanced my way "yes, every child in my family is born with this birthmark. It's the kind of family sign we Sehgal's have." 

I nodded and he started staring at the roof again, he always does that, remains aloof. He talks with me, he smiles as well but sometimes I think he was hiding some kind of pain behind his smile. I placed my head on his chest, he squeezed my shoulder and closed his eyes to sleep but I can't sleep. I kept staring at him, he was beautiful, and I just want to see him. I smiled at the thought and scolded myself for the stupidness. 'You are just a mistress Vani, just a mistress,' my consciousness reminds me but my heart quickly replies back saying 'I don't feel like one.'

I didn't even know how three months flew away with Mrityunjay, how he became the centre of my Universe, my whole existence revolved around him. He taught me how to hold my head high even when people made comments about me, even when people whispered behind me and called me whore. He was the one who silent them all. He was my protector among the filthy Vultures. I remember one day when he asked me to accompany him to a party. It was some kind of business event.

"Be ready till seven, I'll send the dress for you," he whispered, kissing my throat softly, making me purr like a kitten. "Is it important for me to come?" I asked him moving my head aside to give him better access to my neck.

"Yes, I don't want anyone else except for you Vanya. You are the only one I want to spend my time with, my kitten." And I just started in his eyes, lost in them.

I laughed when he tickled me to break the trance I lost into "back to earth."

I glanced in his eyes, "be ready and now I have to go to the office." 

I hide my face in my hands in shyness, why do I feel like this? Whenever he comes near me I feel butterflies in my stomach, my heart starts beating faster and a smile comes to my face. Even thinking about him gives me goosebumps all over my body. I remember how a friend of mine in college used to tell me how it feels to be in love, Am I in love with Mrityunjay.

I bit my lip and curled my toes in shyness, yes I am in love with him. Anyone could fall in love with a man like him. 'I love you Mrityunjay,' I whispered and closed my eyes, some tears rolled down my cheek but these are happy tears. 

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Exactly at four pm, Mrs Lucy came with a dress and accessories that go with it. I opened the beautifully wrapped box and my eyes widened seeing the maroon gown in it. It was a long-sleeved gown which was fashionable yet modest one. I smiled touching the dress, Mrityunjay remembers everything, one day when he took me to shop, the sales girl was showing short dressers, I didn't say anything or told her what I wanted and kept on trying whatever the woman asked me to try but Mrityunjay felt my uneasiness for short dresses and ordered the salesgirl to show only long dresses,  since then he never asked me to wear any kind of short dress.

I was ready perfectly for the party, he was taking me to a party for the first time, I was nervous about going to the party. I still remember the last one Sangeeta took me to and shivered at the memory of it. 

"Mam, Mr Sehgal is here," Mrs Lucy informed me and I smiled at her nodding, took my purse and walked out of the room to meet Mrityunjay.

He was talking to someone over the phone and that was the moment I heard him angry for the first time. He was different in that moment. 

"No, I won't take no for an answer. I want the land there, use whatever means you can. My project will be on that land only. It's about my name…" he was silent for a second and then spoke again: "buy the bloody lawyer then. Everyone has a price Jay, we just need the right amount. I don't give a fu*k about him. Call me when the deal is done."  

I was silently standing near the staircase, hearing him. After he ended the call his gaze fell on me and he sighed, I walked towards him and he smiled "you look beautiful." 

I nodded "what happens? You sound angry," I asked and he touched my cheek with his thumb. "My anger Vanished seeing you, you are my calmness. I have never been more attracted to anyone like I am to you," he said in his deep husky voice.

A shiver ran down my whole body with the goosebumps I felt. My heart skipped a beat. Did Mrityunjay just accept that he loves me? Am I thinking too much, I searched his eyes to see if he was teasing me but his expressions were serious. 

Oh My God! Mrityunjay he feels the same way I feel about him. 

I closed my eyes to stop myself from crying and bit my lower lip in shyness. "Stop teasing me, you know I can't resist you when you do this. It reminds me of how you bit your lip every time I give you an orgasm." 

I felt blood rushed in my cheeks, I must look like a tomato right now, "come, Darling. We don't have a lot of time, we have to reach there by eight."