Page 33 of Twisted Deceit
Like the strip-down event was not enough insult, she tried to be nonchalant on their way back and expressed her wish to go meet her friends when they returned to Singoor. She had been missing her friends since she chatted with them that morning and asked for arrangements to be made, and he declined.
Not only did he say she could not go, but to make it worse, he used a clause she had written in the document. How was she supposed to break out of the cycle of him holding her captive under a contract she wrote herself? She needed to find a weakness for him, but the man seemed invincible and unshatterable.
She sighed softly, brushed away all thoughts, and focused on what was happening around her. She looked at herself in the mirror and was pleasantly surprised by the natural makeup on her face. She didn’t feel nervous about messing it up since she habitually touched her face for no reason. Her hair seemed to be taking time, and from what she could see, the stylist had opened the high pony they had started with earlier.
As if the woman styling her hair picked up on Aadhya’s confused expression. She smiled at her through the mirror. “You have beautiful hair, madame.”
“Thank you!” She was happy with how her hair fell to her waist in waves.
A few minutes later, one of the women bent in front of her to slide off the foam slippers she had on to replace them with high-heeled shoes. They were a metallic shade and looked great on her feet.
As she stood up with the woman’s assistance, she realized how much of a confidence the five-inch heel added to her look. She felt elegant just wearing the robe, and when the stylist pulled that off her shoulders to reveal the full look she was blown away.
Aadhya blinked, wondering if she was looking at her own reflection. “You look stunning, madame.” The woman adjusted the belt and the pleats on the dress, but Aadhya could only look at herself in disbelief.
The deep emerald green dress made her body look like a goddess. The way the dress hugged her torso, it accentuated her tiny waist and the pleats at the front and the ruched sides added extra curvature to her bottom. Her lower half of the body which she was always conscious about as it was fuller, was what made her look sexy.
“Thank you,” she said, taking the clutch that she was handed by one of the stylists.
“Enjoy your evening, Ma’am.”
Aadhya took a few steps away from the dressing room and walked toward the landing area on the upper floor of the suite. The air held the beautiful cologne scent from her husband, and as she approached the stairs, she heard him speak. As usual, she knew he had to be on a phone call.
As she went down the stairs, one hand on the smooth railing and eyes on the steps just so she didn’t trip, she could hear him talk. Moments passed, and she became aware of a sudden silence, and her awareness grew, making her look up impulsively.
She felt her step falter as her eyes came in contact with deep ones trained on her. An intensity in them held her gaze captive as she descended the last few steps. Her heart was on a rampage as she took in the beautiful stature of the man she was married to, and as if it was what she was supposed to, she walked over to where he stood, somewhat frozen.
Her chest was heaving as the drumming in her chest deafened her, but as if she had a script to follow, she walked right up to him as he moved close to her. And everything froze at that moment. She noticed his breathing was shallow and swore she saw him clench his teeth like he was fighting something.
The way he looked at her made her feel powerful and gave her the confidence boost to step closer to him, and even with her heels, she had to tilt her chin up to maintain the gaze.
“Beautiful,” he said under his breath, and it was so soft she thought she had imagined it, but the look in his eyes gave her the validation.
Heat crept up her cheeks as she leaned closer and went up on her toes, gently mashing her lips to his. New sensations exploded from within when his hand came up to curve her neck as he slowly pulled her into the kiss. It was a slow, soft moment, but explosions were happening inside her.
Her fingers found the lapel of his suit jacket, and she pulled on it like she feared the kiss would end. His lips were enticing, and his touch was gentle at first, but the longer their lips melded together, the deeper his touch got, and the kiss intensified.
Just when she thought she could not handle the emotions anymore, he pulled back, his breathing ragged, as he held their foreheads together. He slowly pulled back, the depth in his eyes morphing into something else. “What are you trying to do? First the adult store and now this—”
His words hit her like a ton of metal.
What did he think she was doing? Seducing him? How dare he?
It took her a moment to recover from the lack of air in her lungs, and with the confidence that her look gave her, she leaned into him and said, “Wasn’t it part of the contract? Didn’t you tell me people needed to see the normal things between a wife and husband on their honeymoon?”
She saw the conflict play in his eyes, which soothed her outrage from his words. “Let’s go.”
Aadhya wanted to scream and celebrate her first win, but she couldn’t. Suppressing the need to jump joyfully, she slid her hand around his elbow and walked close to him.
Did she finally find a way for her to have a leg up, at least on occasion? She was vexed by being suffocated and cornered by the contract she had written up. It gave her a new high to know she had a way to get under his skin, and she would milk it however long it lasted.
Nakul Thakvar, you have no idea what’s in store for you!
She planned to make every moment so torturous for him that he would leave. She smiled at the possibility of the outcome. She got a double-kick out of it as the clause where the contract would be null and void if either party breached physical boundaries was what he added.
She would push him to the edge and drop him. He wanted to abide by the contract; she would use that to get him out of her life and the Kanwar region.
Aadhya was reeling from her newfound powers and the possibilities when their car stopped. Lost in her thoughts, she had moved around in a daze, going from their suite to the vehicle, and the entire ride she was thinking of how she could push him to the limit without breaking the contract.
