Page 129 of Obsession

“What?” she squeaked. She looked around, and seeing almost everyone’s eyes on them, she said, “Come with me.”

He followed her out of the house.

She stopped under the porch. “Explain what you were on about earlier.”

“I believe your parents think he’ll make you a good husband and a good father tomybaby,” Mihir said.

Shock flared in the depths of her eyes. “Excuse me, but how is that any of your business.”

“My baby and youaremy business, wife.”

She glared at him. “Shut up.”

“No. I’ll be very clear, wife. You are mine. This baby is mine. Hence, any man who even thinks of claiming what’s mine will disappear.”

Her mouth opened and closed as she stared at him. Anna knew him well enough to know that he was goddamned serious. He would destroy anyone who came in the way of him and Anna and their baby.

“Aditya’s a friend, Mihir,” she finally said. “Just a friend. I’ve just about come to terms with the fact that I’m carrying your baby. Do you think I’d be cruel enough to foster your baby onto another unsuspecting man?”

“Unsuspecting man?” Mihir scoffed. “Rajiv hinted otherwise. He made me believe that Aditya knows everything and wants you despite that.”

Anna grimaced. “Why would he do that? Aditya doesn’t even know I’m pregnant. I met him right now because he wanted to talk. He’s just come out of a messy relationship and has developed feelings for one of the women in Rajiv and Sheena’s circle, but he doesn’t know what to do. She’s a widow and a single mother, and so the rest of the gang is quite protective of her. He came to me because he cannot talk to anyone else yet.” She gestured between him and her. “This, us, Aditya doesn’t know much, nor did I tell him. He was too busy talking about his own love life to discuss mine.”

His anger diminished on hearing her words.

He smirked. “I’m glad you think you have a love life. It means you’re still thinking about me, wife.”

“Stop calling me that.”

“That isn’t happening,Anna.”

“Oh God, you’re impossible.”

“You already knew that, yet you never stopped loving me.”

She glared at him. “Stop talking, Mihir.”

“Why? It is the truth. I know you love me.”

“I said stop talking.”

“So bossy!” he said. “Reminds me of all the times you’ve been bossy in bed. I think I want a repeat of that.”

Pink tinged her cheeks as she glowered at him.

“Why are you here in my house?” she hissed, changing the subject. “Didn’t I tell you that I needed space?”

He smiled. She looked mad at him. But, at least, she was talking to him.

“You said no texts and no phone calls,” Mihir replied. “You never said anything about not coming to visit you. Besides, I needed to talk to your parents about my intentions regarding you.”

“Which are what?”

“That I’m going to make you mine again.”

She looked mad again. “You’re impossible.”

“You’re repeating yourself, Anna.”

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