ENIGMA

SILENT SURRENDER

Author's Note:

This chapter contains mature content and is intended for readers 18+ only. Please proceed with caution, as the themes and scenes may not be suitable for younger audiences.

"Remember one rule from now onwards,
Advik's voice cut through the silence
commanding her attention immediately.
"No tight clothes in bed. That includes
your beautiful bra." He said it casually
but there was a firmness behind his
words that made it clear this wasn't
negotiable. "And maintain proper
hygiene. You will be sexually active now,
which can lead to more frequent UTIs
So, change your underwear before bed.
Every day."

Ruhani's face burned with
embarrassment, her voice small as she
whispered, "I...I understand."

But then she hesitated, her eyes flicking
down to the sheer fabric. The words
slipped out before she could stop them.
"This.. this is... transparent."

Advik didn't flinch, his response
immediate and cold. "I don't care," he
said sharply, his tone leaving no room for
argument. "Learn to obey before
protesting and questioning my every
decision."

Ruhani's chest tightened, and she
opened her mouth to respond, but the
words wouldn't come. Her heart
hammered in her chest as she stared at
him, unsure of how to react.

"You could have chosen to obey me in the
first place," he continued, his voice
taking on a more authoritative edge. "If
you had let me help you earlier, things
would have been different." His eyes
bore into hers, as if daring her to
challenge him.

"But.....I just..." she stammered, trying
to find the right words. The lump in her
throat made it hard to speak. "I didn't
know..

Advik leaned forward, his expression
stern. "You don't need to know
everything, Ruhi. What you need to do is
trust me and obey. I'm not interested in
long explanations or excuses." His voice
softened just slightly, but his authority
never wavered. "I will always make the
decisions that are best for us.
Understand?"

She swallowed hard, nodding, though her
hands were trembling. "Yes," she
whispered.

A satisfied smirk played on Advik's lips
as he leaned back, his eyes never leaving
hers. "Good girl." The compliment felt
more like an order, and Ruhani's heart
fluttered with a mixture of emotions she
couldn't quite place. "Now," he added, his
tone returning to that calm, commanding
nature, "if I say no tight clothes, that
means no bra and no uncomfortable
underwear. I expect you to follow that
rule without question from now on."

Ruhani nodded, though every part of her
still felt exposed, vulnerable under his
gaze. "But... what if l'm not
comfortable?" she asked hesitantly, her
voice barely above a whisper.

Advik's eyes hardened, his patience
clearly running thin. "Your comfort is
important, but your obedience is more
important, Ruhi," he said firmly. "You'll
get used to it. And if you don't, well..
you'll learn.

Her breath hitched in her throat at the
finality of his words. She could feel the
weight of his authority pressing down on
her, making it hard to breathe, but there
was no point in resisting. Every time she
tried, it only made things worse.

As Advik observed Ruhani's tense body, he sighed softly. “Sleep now, Ruhi. Lie down on your back and rest.”

Ruhani complied, slipping under the sheets, but her mind was elsewhere. She waited for him to fall asleep, hoping to quietly move to the sofa for some much-needed rest. She watched his chest rise and fall slowly, his breathing deep and steady. When she thought it was safe, she gingerly began to sit up, trying to make her escape.