Page 114 of The Royal Beast & His Caged Princess

"I thought so too, when you said you won't hurt me, I trusted you but you broke your promise", she complained with tears... "you didn't trust me, you thought I could leave you breaking my promise, did I ever give you any reason to doubt my loyalty Maharaj??", She said and he was angry at himself for giving her a chance to complain...

"I was furious to see your signature on divorce papers, and you said you don't want a wife-husband relationship between us, I thought...", he said, he knew that wasn't an excuse, he was just trying to manipulate her...

"You should have asked me Maharaj...", she said

"I did, but you didn't say anything, you were protecting your brother", he said as a matter of fact

"You asked me, but when?? After pulling my hair and throwing me on the floor like I was some...", she stopped herself and a sob escaped her throat, he acted crueller than this in the past but she was more hurt by his today's actions, it broke her heart, she wasreminded of that pain she felt on the day when he called her sl*t and made her his slave.

"Isha...", he called, in normal times, she would get melted with his soft tone filled with love, which is very rare but not now...

"Yes, I would have hidden regarding my bhai's involvement, but I would have definitely clarified to you that I don't want a divorce...", Isha said, and he looked at her trying to wipe her tears but she moved afar, he pulled her in his arms wiping her tears... he is not a patient man at all and he hated when she moved away from him...

"I won't hurt you anymore... I'll try containing my anger too... you are very important to me Isha", he said cupping her cheeks softly...

"You won't get angry with me??", She asked getting away from his arms... he shook his head... "even if I want to leave you??", She asked and that ticked his anger...

He held her arms harshly pulling her to him angrily...

"Don't ever... I repeat don’t ever talk about leaving me...You are mine, understood??",She saw an animalistic fury in his eyes and deathly possessiveness clouding his senses...

"Maharaj... Ma...Maharaj... you are hurting me", she said, tears spilling from her eyes... he immediately left her arms raking his hair trying to calm his temper...

"This... this is what I'm saying... you can't control your anger... you will again hurt me... and you still don't trust me", she saidinnocently, her heart breaking, his heart bled seeing her in so much pain...

"I can't... I can't bear the thought of you away from me... I trust you, that's the reason I freed you from the promise... please tell me, you won't leave me", he pleaded

"I want to sleep, go away", she said wiping her tears...

"I will, but sleep on the bed", he said but she shook her head, he took deep breaths in anger... he felt he would burst out with the amount of fury that was bubbling in him... "if you won't sleep on the bed, I'll stay in this room with you", he said and she shook her head... "then sleep on the bed", he said and she again shook her head...

He rushed outside and when he knew he is far away from her reach, he punched the wall till his anger busted out, he didn't want to show his anger in front of her and mess up more than he did, at the same time, he couldn't control his fury anymore, he never did that, and it's going out of control especially when she is talking about hurting herself. How can she sleep on the floor?? Her back will ache...

'It was you who made her sleep on the floor not for days, not for weeks but for months, remember??', His conscience mocked him and he wants to pull the trigger to his head if that shuts his inner voice but unfortunately it not only shuts his head but also himself and that's why he didn't consider that.

His knuckles started bleeding, and he tied a handkerchief on his wounds and walked to his wife's room which is theirs from now on, he thought, if she is stubborn to stick to her decision then he is stubborn too, he gave her an option, it's her who didn't take it,he considered staying in another room if his wife agrees to sleep on the bed, though he decided priorly to stay with her in that room from tonight. It's she who didn't take the choice. Now, no one can stop him from staying with his wife in the same room.

He entered the room and his blood boiled in anger seeing her laying on the floor. He observed, she changed into a cotton and lightweight saree, why?? She usually sleeps in her pyjamas right?? He smiled at her shyness, she knew he would be here, so she avoided her pyjamas, though they are very decent. She wouldn't change into her pyjamas at night until she is sure she won't be leaving her room till the next morning, and also whenever he made surprise entries, she always pulled a scarf instantly. His shy baby...

He is still in his suit, he sighed and went to the closet, got changed into his tracks and full-sleeves cotton t-shirt, he usually sleeps shirtless but from the time he got married, he slept with his shirt on, before, no lady servants came to his chamber during the time he is asleep, but from the time he got married, he knew his wife always cleaned his room when he was asleep and he knew she would get uncomfortable seeing a half-naked man even though that man is her husband, so he always made sure to put his shirt on, he denied at the start that he is doing it for her but when he started accepting his changing feelings for his wife, he accepted this too...

He observed her face, she acted as if asleep but he knew her better, he lay on the floor beside her making her open her eyes widely...

"What are you doing here?? Maharaj, please sleep on the bed", she said politely moving far from him but he moved with her, she sat up sighing heavily... "Maharaj...", she said

"My place is here, beside you, wherever you sleep, I'll sleep beside you, decide, if it's on a bed, we would sleep in two farther corners, but if we sleep here, the blanket is small, so we need to adjust on it", he said smirking

"You said you would go and sleep in another room if I agree to sleep on the bed", she asked him with an open mouth...

"Well, that offer is timed out...", he said and she opened her mouth widely... "you are reacting as if you were about to agree, okay, I'll go to another room, will you sleep on the bed??", He asked and she shook her head... he sighed trying to control his anger... "then why did you ask?? Sleep calmly", he said lying on the floor, pulling her pillow to his side and putting his head on it...

She sighed, stood up and took another blanket from the wardrobe, and spread it on the floor away from him, taking another pillow and laying down, she closed her eyes but within a few seconds, she felt his body heat on her back, and his hot breaths on her neck, she jerked sitting up...

"Maharaj...", she said in exasperation...

"I told you... my place is beside you...", he said and she gave him an angry look but deep inside she felt so good, so happy... she liked his words more, he said 'his place is beside her, not her place is beside him', before she could get completely happy, her head reminded her of his previous insults... she sighed heavily and laid on the floor trying to move away from him but his hand made its way around her waist making her gasp loudly... he pulled her to him, and another loud gasp escaped her mouth...

"Maharaj...", she gasped trying to bend and look at his face…

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