Bride of Sultan ~ The Bleeding Rose

28 ~ Setting her nerves on fire

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Gulaab POV

He pinned both of my hands over my head.

I try to get off his hold but it was strong enough to drain my energy after a few attempts. I was breathing heavily and he smiled looking at my struggle.

"What do you mean?" I asked looking into his eyes try not to look afraid of him.

"I want to see whether I affect you or not?" He said feathering his index finger on my cheek. His voice was slow but enough to send a shiver down my spine.

"You don't affect me," I tried to answer.

"Begum, I don't want to listen. I want to see." He clarified giving emphasis to each word.

"What are you trying to do with me? Leave me!" I screamed a little.

But he said. "Shh, otherwise people will think I am forcing myself on you" 

I shut my mouth instantly and he left me for a moment only to untie my dupatta and I showed him my eyes with a deathly glare.

"you can trust me," He said while pushing me a little upwards.

I slid down stubbornly.

"Aree,"

He again tightened his hold around me and pushed me towards the north of the bed. He sat against me only to quickly tie my hands with the head post.

"What the hell are you doing?" I yelled trying to get rid off of my tight grip.

But he had other plans.

My voice hung in my throat when he used the other end of my dupatta and blinded my vision.

"What are you doing?" I tried to say.

He tied the dupatta around my eyes and I could only see black. I frightened.

He feathered my cheek and my heartbeats raced. What the hell was he doing?

I felt his fingers feathering my cheek from my eyes to the jawline and I scared.

"Sultan," I said slowly or precisely requesting him to not do anything stupid.

But, suddenly I felt him moving away from me.

I felt his heavyweight shifting on the bed and the slight movement of his naked feet on the floor with my closed eyes.

I couldn't see anything. My ears suddenly became sharp as I was trying to detect him through slight movements.

The feeling of his movement on the floor faded away and I frightened.

"Sultan," I called.

No reply came.

I tried to breathe calmly.

One after the other I chose to focus on my breathing to distract myself from other things.

Suddenly, I heard the noise of the door closing.

"Sultan," I yelled hoping for an answer.

Was he left me alone there? Like this tied with head post and a blindfold.

My heartbeat started racing madly. I tried to calm down. I was stopping myself to not cry. 

"Sultan," I tried to call him again but there was complete silence.