Page 113 of The Royal Beast & His Caged Princess

"You will, when you forgive me and accept me, you will use it, because I got it for you withlove",he said and her eyes widened, she is about to fall back but he held her in place... "carefulIsha...", he said, his eyes depicting his immeasurable love and care for her. She nodded moving away from him... she wanted to walk out and run away so far that she couldn't find him anywhere near, that's how much she is anxious right now, but she composed herself and warned her head not to think about his words for now...

When she thought, they came to the end of the closet, she saw a golden glass elevator and just beside that, a matching golden escalator which is taking to upstairs... her eyes widened in shock... what the hell is an escalator doing in a closet?? He chuckled at her expressions...

"Um... it wasn't there before, I got it made a couple of months ago, I knew you were afraid of elevators, so I got this, there's also a staircase in the back that will take you to the upstairs", he said, and she moved closer only to spot a golden rims spiral staircase beautifully adorned with antiques in every step.

"But what's upstairs??", She asked

"Let's go and check it out, shall we??", he asked, and she nodded, she is curious to see what this crazy husband of hers got in there...

They took the stairs and her eyes widened again, she cupped her face to see a floor-length golden-bordered mirror included in a massive dressing table, either of the sides has glass doors and she could spot the jewellery sets in it with password-protected locks, to the right and left to the aisle located all the traditional and heavy sarees and lehengas followed by different kinds of traditional footwear...

"You don't need them daily, so I got them settled here...", he said, and she couldn't help but glare at her husband...

"I don't need them at all", she said, and he chuckled looking at her cute angry face... she looked at him as if he has grown crazy, he is finding her anger funny??

She quickly descended the stairs and got out of the closet, and Abhyansh followed her to the room...

"Don't be upsetRani sa",he said and she looked down trying to control her anger, what did her husband think?? she would get happy looking at all these and forget all the insults he gave her??

"Don't call me that please, call me by my name", she said as softly as she could manage with that anger bubbling inside her...

"I would if you call me by my name", he said

"No, you are the king", she said

"And you are the queen", he said and she huffed... "okay, okay, you can call me Rana sa instead?? Everyone else calls me Maharaj and you also call me that, I don't like it, I want you to call me differently", he said and at that moment she felt like calling him so differently that he would go and cry hiding his face forever... but her anger subsided and soon blush took its place when his words registered in her head, when did her arrogant husband become this cute??

"Everyone calls you BEAST, not Maharaj", she muttered lowly, but he heard, to his surprise, it didn’t anger him, he felt her cute... he just smirked and shook his head...

"That is true too", he said and she looked like a deer caught in headlights. "Well, okay, it's late let's sleep for today", he said

"I don't want to share a room with you", she said, surprisingly her fear slowly disappeared.

"And why is that??", He asked trying to calm his anger, he couldn't get angry at his wife, that would hurt her, his inner voice screamed, and he controlled listening to it.

"You said that I could show my anger on you right?? This is how it is, please take another room, this is your punishment, I don't want interactions with you", she said closing her eyes...

"You can't even lie properly", he said holding her arms gently though his inner beast was screaming at him to pull her harshly and kiss her roughly so that she knows whom she belongs to...

"Maharaj...", she said opening her eyes...

"I'm sleeping here, this is my room as much as it's yours", he said decisively and she sighed, yes, she can't throw him out of his own chamber... she is a nobody...

She nodded and took a pillow, and arranged a bedsheet on the floor when her husband pulled her harshly holding her arm and she collided her head to his rock-hard chest hissing in pain as it made a contact with her swollen forehead...

He quickly cupped her face and checked her wound...

"Are you okay??", He asked concerned, his anger evaporating and she nodded moving away from his arms... "why are you sleeping on the floor?? Sleep on the bed, it's big enough for the both of us", he said but she didn't say a word... he sighed heavily... "fine, if you don't want me here, I'll leave, but sleep on the bed", he said

"I am gonna sleep on the floor whether you are here or not", she said, and he looked at her with anger...

"And why is that so??", He asked sternly making her gulp in fear...

"All these days, I'm sleeping on the bed because you ordered me to do so, because I'm your slave and couldn't disobey your commands, but since you freed me from that, I am not obliged to follow your commands anymore, I didn't forget how you threw me on the floor and set the whole bed on fire, you said I don't deserve to even touch the bed, you are right... I don't", she said softly with tears slipping from her eyes...

He cupped her cheeks wiping her tears with his rough thumb pads. He leaned his head on hers closing his eyes in regret. He understood how broken she is and he despised himself for it.

"Isha...you deserve the world, andI'm sorry,extremelysorry... Pleasedon't punish yourself for my faults", he said and she shook her head stubbornly... "Please", he pleaded but she didn't agree... he sighed... "I'm not the same anymore, are you understanding??", He said with frustration and she jumped in fear, but she got the courage, remembering how he behaved with her in the morning.

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