Agle din ki subah. Penthouse ka master bedroom dark silk aur black velvet se saja hua tha. Tara hosh me aayi, uske jism par kal raat ke Vikram ke rough touches aur kisses ke faint red marks abhi bhi the.
Woh uth kar living area me aayi. Vikram ek white shirt pehne huye tha, jiske top 3 buttons khule the, aur sleeves roll-up thi. Couch par baitha woh espresso pee raha tha.
"Mujhe yahan se jaane do, Vikram. Tum mujhe captive nahi rakh sakte," Tara ne gusse me kaha, par uski voice me ek ajeeb si kashish thi.
Vikram ne glass table par rakha aur khada hua. Uski aankhon me kal raat se bhi zyada dangerous darkness thi. Woh chalkar uske paas aaya, itna paas ki Tara ko uske seene ki heat feel ho rahi thi.
"Captive?" Vikram ne ek dark smirk ke sath kaha. Usne apna haath badhaya aur Tara ke baalon me ungliyan fasa kar uske sar ko peeche khincha, taaki Tara ko uski aakhon me dekhna pade. "Door khula hai, Tara. Jao."
Tara ruki. Uski dhadkan tez ho gayi.
"Lekin tum nahi jaogi," Vikram ne uske hothon par apna angootha ragadte hue kaha. "Kyunki kal raat jab maine tumhe wall par pin kiya tha, tumne mujhe dhakka nahi diya. Tumne apne nails meri peeth me gaad diye the. Tumhe meri ye dark, twisted side attract karti hai."
"Tum ek monster ho," Tara ne whisper kiya, par usne apni nazar nahi hatayi.
"Haan, hoon," Vikram ne dheemi aawaz me kaha. "Aur tum is monster ki aadat ban chuki ho. Agar tum is door se bahar gayi, toh main tumhe dhundh kar wapas laaunga, aur is baar... chain se baandh kar rakhunga."
Tara ke andar ka gussa aur passion ek sath blast ho gaya. Usne Vikram ke shirt ka collar pakda aur use apni taraf khinch kar uske hothon par khud ek aggressive kiss kiya.
Vikram ke chehre par ek shaitani, victorious hasi aayi. Usne ek second waste kiye bina Tara ko apni baahon me uthaya aur use wapas heavy leather sofa par gira diya.
"Deal," Vikram ne growl kiya. Usne apni black silk tie nikali aur Tara ke dono haathon ko sofa ke handle se tightly baandh diya. Tara ne gasp kiya, par uski aankhon me surrender tha.
"Welcome to my dark world, Tara," Vikram ne uske kaan ke paas whisper kiya, uske neck par ek deep kiss mark chodte hue. "Ab main tumhe bataunga ki jab koi cheez meri hoti hai... toh main uske sath kya karta hoon."
Penthouse ke band darwazo ke peeche, unka ye dark, intoxicating khel bas shuru hi hua tha, jahan koi rules nahi the, sirf junoon tha.
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