The Devil's Doll

Chapter 2

Vikram POV:

"Oh princess, do you want me to make you believe it?" A mocking tone left out of my voice

"Yes, cause I know the owner, he's some Singhania bullshit!" Her voice stuttered out, cute. Adorable. But would sound better when gagged up on her knees.

"Some Singhania bullshit?" A tight lipped laugh left my mouth dry

"Baby I'm that some Singhania bullshit" I couldn't help but tuck behind those whirly strands of hair behind her ear, exposing her shiny pearls, just like her, they were exquisite.

"Oh" I felt her breath stuck up, the realization hit in her eyes, I loved it when people realized how wrong they are. Sadistic, Yes. Pleasurable, Also, yes. I liked seeing life leave people's eyes, not that I would do that to her, I don't know why? but I won't.

Amaira POV:

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Realisation finally hit. I was talking to THE Singhania and i called HIM bullshit Singhania? I'm definitely fucked.
"Oh" that was all that left my mouth, I can't even utter a single word now.
Firstly, I called THE Singhania, bullshit Singhania.
Secondly, I feel fucking horny.
Third and most importantly, he looks so fuckable. Oh gosh how I wish I was that sweat that's trickling down his bare chest. If only. Okay I'm definitely fucked in the head, I may not like my dad but fucking his enemy, thats something else.

"Princess?" The voice. THE VOICE. It sounded so darn good, i wonder how he'd sound moaning. Okay I'm losing it again.

"Yes?" My mind is too blazered to be saying any more than a word

"Your staring" He knew. I'm definitely done for. He's not wrong but it's not good manners to be saying the truth so much.

"Princess answer?" His voice sounded so husky. I couldn't fathom of an answer but I need to answer, i can't just stare point blank at his face.

"Oh no, i wasn't" Lie. A blatant one. He knew, I knew, yet this sounded the best one.

"Cute" He called me cute, he thinks I am cute. Wait. Why do i care?

My eyes felt so heavy. It felt like a mix of sleep, lust and tiredness. Yet, his lips looked the most appetizing.

Vikram POV:

Her eyes felt so slutty. Needy. I want to fulfill her needs, her wants everything. Am I not getting too ahead of myself? She's just a girl, that too a random one.

"Your name Princess?" I asked her again, I needed to know, I needed to find her, in her more conscious self.

"Amaira" her voice erupted in my ears, she sounded the way vanila smelled, pleasent.

"Amaira what?" I needed to know her last name, I couldn't be fucking one of my enemies family, or maybe i could?

" Amaira Oberoi" I couldn't help but let out a chuckle. Fuck. I was correct. She's Oberoi 's heir, the family who curses my name, not that it matters, yet, they still do.

My eyes widened. She fell! Is she dead? Her head fell on my shoulder, i couldn't help but double check. She's alive. Thank God. Why do i even care?

Should I take her to my room? I can't just take her to her home, otherwise I would be the one to blame for her.

I picked her by her waist, her hair falling on my face, I'd kill, if it were someone else, but oh well! I could care less if she ended up stabbing me in my heart. Okay fuck! I genuinely need help.

I placed her body on my satin sheets. She looked delectable. I wanted her, so bad, yet, she's sleeping, I can't. I fucking can't!

I need a shower. A cold one. I hoped in the cold shower, this felt good, I needed it, really did.
How can a person be this delectable? I don't even know her. All I know is she is my enemies family. But fuck it.
I want her. I have always gotten what I wanted and what I want is her.

I stepped out the washroom door with just my towel wrapped around my waist. There is a random girl sleeping on the bed, should i be a gentleman and sleep on the couch?
I placed the pillows on my side of the bed and placed myself down. I call myself everything but a gentleman.

Her hands wrapped around my bare waist. Her hands felt so soft, so warm, I wish I could just kiss them but oh well! Her head was placed on my chest, i couldn't help but fiddle with her hair, it felt so darn relaxing.

My eyes laid on her closed ones. She felt so peaceful. Her body held the fire yet her tongue turned that into a potion of love. I want to explore her so bad. Mentally, Physically, Emotionally.

Amaira POV:

The bed felt softer than usual. I am going to allow myself one more minute of sleep before I leave my heaven.
A short shriek left my mouth. Why am I beside him. Why the hell am I behind Vikram Singhania!! I could have been anyone! But it's him.

"Fuck my life!" Curses erupted from my mouth, my mind blocked with all the thoughts.

"Your curses sound better when muffled under me" He whispered from behind

My eyes shot up at him. Did we sleep together? Don't tell me please?!

"Did we do something?" My voice showed the tension that my mind held but his lips twitched in a smile. Does he think it's funny
"Do you think it's funny to take advantage of someone?" I couldn't help but shout I was too frustrated

"Babe do you really think I have to go to such lengths? You would fall onto my knees before I even commanded " his voice sounded so mocking but he was not wrong

"So we did not do anything?" I wanted a conformation, I needed it.

"We did not though i don't mind doing it now" he stood up, oh gosh! He's just in a towel. He looks so damn good but why is he moving towards me?!!?