Caveman

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" So what say ? " Nikhil asks me and I'm about to say something when a hand wraps around my waist from behind  .

I jump startled at an unfamiliar touch at an unfamiliar place .

" It's me a familiar voice whispers in my ear which I recognize as Abhay's .
I strain my neck and look behind to see the devil himself glaring at poor Nikhil .

" How was your day Wife ? " He asks me still glaring at Nikhil and my eyes widen as I hear gasps go around the room .

" Isn't he The Abhay Raichand ? "
" When did they get married ? "
" How did they get married ? "
" I wish I were Jiya ... "
" He's so handsome ... "

I strain my ears not to hear to all those comments by making myself ready to leash out at the devil's spawn who has ruined all my effort of getting distracted .

" Shall we leave Darling ? " He asks very sweetly making me want to puke at his sweetness . Anyone could tell how artificial his sweetness was but again , " How sweet he is , " buzz went around making me want to be anywhere but here ...

" Let's leave , " I grit out glaring at him while he casually pulls me closer and picks me up bridal style .

" What the hell ? " I ask and he simply shrugs his shoulder replying ,
" wouldn't want you to strain after yesterday night . "

This time gasps go around like a wide fire .

I'm about to retort when Nikhil comes forward bravely . Yes , bravely because with the looks Abhay is giving him , it wouldn't take long for him to be 6 feet below the ground .

" Is it true Zee ? " He asks looking at me devasted . This is what I feared before rejecting him subtly every time but I don't want to give him hopes . Not when I'm not a marriage material type ...

Look at the irony , I hate commitments and marriages yet I'm getting married on paper today ...

My thoughts come back to Iram Fashion House as I feel Abhay 's grip tighten on my legs and shoulder . It is then I realise that I'm still in his arms and Nikhil is waiting for my answer .

" I .... I ... " Before I form a proper sentence Abhay speaks again interrupting my speech ...

" You must want to die , " Abhay declares looking at Nikhil dead in his eyes .

All the noise around us comes to hault at his caveman declaration . Everyone including me look at him . I daring him to continue his statement of assertion .

" Why ? " Nikhil asks again and I mentally thank him for asking because this scene reminds me of some movie where Hero gives a punch dialogue to Villain and I don't remember the dialogue ...

But in this case neither Abhay is a Hero nor Nikhil is a Villain ...

" Think about it pretty boy , " Abhay says smirking and carrying me out .

I try wiggling out of his hold as we exit Iram Fashion House but this devil merely tightens his hold making me succumb in his arms .

Not that I would ever complain as I'm comfortably feeling his hard chest against my body . He must workout a lot to maintain this gorgeous body ...

I may never tell him but I think I wouldn't mind a night with him . Well , I've three months with him ...

Ugh Jiya , Come out of thinking to seduce him . Don't you remember he blackmailed mom and you ?

" Keep your horny body in control , " my brain advices and I nod my head thinking about the same .

" I didn't tell anything for you to nod your head , " Abhay tells putting me down and opening the car door .

My anger bubbles again at his arrogance . Does that mean he wants me to nod my head like a doll to everything he says ?

All my horny thoughts go in gutter and I remember his threat to Nikhil .

Not able to contain my curiosity , I finally ask him with a stern voice ,
" What did you mean by Nikhil having death wish and what was all the drama you did above ? "  I also glare at him for extra effects .

But he looked at me amused , a smile playing on his lips and that turns my glare into slits of fury .

" I'm waiting for my answer , " I screech . My voice sounding so unfamiliar even to my ears .

" Well , he would have been dead because he was flirting with what was MINE . " Abhay says and I look at him with a blank face . My mind processing his words .

HIS ? When did I become someone's property ??

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