The Tranquil Predator ✔️

Chapter 20*

Patricia's Pov

"Yes of course I would help you", he replied.

I let him enter the room and turned away to face the mirror. I closed my eyes shut because I couldn't bear to look at his arrogant smile. What I didn't notice was that he didn't have that smile. He had a very calm face. With my eyes closed, it felt like my other senses had amplified. I could feel him shifting my hair to the front so that my back was visible. I could feel his touch on my back as he held the zipper to pull it down. The metallic zipper felt so cold. I could also feel the hand he had on my waist to hold me in position. That felt so hot, unlike the zipper. Slowly, he started to pull down the zipper. He wasn't fast or slow, he was just firm.

Looked like I was fantasizing over him for no reason. He was just helping me with the zipper. But still I felt a hollow feeling in my stomach and I couldn't ignore it. When the zipper was towards the end which was towards the bottom of my rib cage, I felt a light kiss on my shoulder. It was just a faint brush of his lips. But it had a huge impact on me.

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My eyes shot open instantly. As I looked ahead into the mirror. I could see his face. He looked straight back at me and continued kissing, eyes not leaving mine even once. He was not teasing me. His eyes showed how serious he was. I didn't object, I didn't stop him. I was frozen. His hands then slid down my body to hold my hips tightly in position.

I inhaled sharply.

His kisses became stronger. Soon, he reached the side of my neck, or more like the small patch of skin between my neck and shoulder. He kissed that part and a soft moan escaped my mouth.

Shit. He figured out where my sensitive spot was.

I could feel his smile as he pressured down on that one specific spot. He kept his eyes on the mirror, gauging my expressions because one thing that amused him was to look at how I reacted to him. Those sweet, hot, open-mouthed kisses turned into painful yet pleasurable stings and I melted into his arms. I let my head fall back to lean against his shoulder deep sighs escaping my throat as he continued to plant hickeys all over the side of my neck. His arms were now wrapped around my waist in a possessive manner as if he was not ready to let me go.

It was when he was nipping the lobe of my ear when I came back to my senses. What the hell were we doing?

I turned around and looked him straight in the eye. "Arjun please stop, we shouldn't be doing this here and now".

He said nothing, just palmed my hips and gently pushed me back as he moved ahead. He kept pushing me until finally, my bare back touched the cold mirror. Then with one hand on the mirror next to my waist and the other resting above my head. As if I was stuck in some kind of cage. A cage from where I cannot escape. Or more like didn't want to escape. He leaned in till his lips were few millimeters away from my ear and finally spoke for the first time after entering the trial room.

"Now, do you really want me to stop?"

"Yes" No

"Sure? ", he asked again, this time planting a tiny kiss below my ear lobe and shifting his hand down from the mirror and fiddling with the hem of my dress.

That kiss was tiny but powerful enough to provoke those butterflies in my stomach further which were already wreaking havoc because of everything he was doing to me.

I wanted to touch him so badly. I wanted to run my fingers through his silky hair, his broad shoulders, and his strong torso. I wanted to kiss him endlessly, mark him, and claim him mine, but I couldn't. Why? Because I was busy holding my dress in place. Yes, with the zipper down, the cloth would fall if I let go even for a second. So I just stood there holding tightly on to my dress staring at his beautiful face as he stared back. I was trembling under his intense gaze.

"I don't know you yet, can we take it a bit slow? Like first get to know each other properly, I don't feel comfortable doing this with a person I don't even know", I murmured as I shifted down my gaze and blushed hard.

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"Alright then", he replied as he stepped back.

"Alright?"

"Yup! I mean, if you are feeling uncomfortable then, of course, we should stop. Let's get to know each other first if that's what you want. I don't want you to feel like you were being forced or pressured into doing something", he replied and that just melted my heart. "change your clothes, I am waiting for you outside", he said before leaving the room.

And there I was, alone in the empty room again.

While changing my clothes, I looked at myself in the mirror. On one side there was Praveen. Sweet, innocent, trust worthy and simple-minded. An ideal man any girl would die for. He was like a son to Neethu. A friend for me. He made me feel happy. On the other side, there was Arjun. We had been at war with each other from day 1. He is cold, intimidating, calculative and is a habitual flirt but he also has a sweet and caring side to him. A side people rarely see. His very presence had an affect on me. His piercing gaze made me tremble in fear and blush at the same time. I liked Praveen no doubt. But over the past few weeks, as I got to know him better. I started seeing him more like a dear friend than a small crush. And Arjun? My feelings for him never changed. They just grew.

So between both of these utterly handsome men, I think I figured out whom I liked more.   

A/N:

So yeah! Patricia and Arjun are finally kind of together. As for me, this is the first romance chapter I have ever written.  Please comment and vote if you liked this chapter...hehe...