"Eat it…..”.

Virat whispered at Jiya calmly.

Jiya froze in her position, without chewing she swallowed the grape result in coughing violently.

Virat leaves Jiya’s wrist from his grip and offered her a glass of water, “Slowly……..slowly, chew the food well before swallowing………”, Virat said in a calm soft tone, as his left-hand was stroking Jiya’s back softly, by another he made Jiya drink water.

Jiya takes a sip of the water from Virat's hand, her form is terrifying by Vira’st action, while he grazing at her with a witty smirk on his face and said in a calm voice, “So…….. if you open your mouth……….or you wish that I will continue like this……….. I had no problem with it……… Infact…… I already told you…….. I loved to feed you like this…….” while saying this, Virat glaring at Jiya’s plump pink lips, caress it by his left-hand thumb.

“No…!… I will eat myself…..”, Jiya whispered in a low tone as her heart flinched in her ribcage. She tried to stand up from Virat’s lap but unable to do it, then shiveringly she put her hands on his hard chest for support, made Virat eyes widen as gratification raised his heartbeat, she pulled herself up and quickly stood up from his lap taking a step back, but abruptly Virat grabs her wrist and jerked her down again make her sit on his lap again but this time her both legs on one side of his thighs, her left arm was around his back of the neck.

Virat held her waist firmly by his left-hand, not letting her stand, Jiya gulped and struggle to stand from his lap, “Wait……… Don’t move……”, he said in a calm tone.

 Jiya lifts her face to see him, her black frightened eyes meet with Virat’s witty hazel eyes.

“I feed you with my hand…………”, Virat declared to Jiya, made her tremble more.

“No…!No…! I told you………. I will eat myself……..”, Jiya shook her head and whispered in a low disapproving tone.

Virat clenched his jaws and glaring at Jiya with wide eyes in slight annoyance, said in a hard tone, “You have two choices……. Eat with my hand or………. I feed you like the previously ……..”.

Jiya frightens now slowly change into a rage, with a harsh voice she screams, “I don’t want to eat…….Just leave me…..”, and struggle to get up from Virat’s lap.

Virat tightens his hold on Jiya’s waist and told her, “I think you chose the second one…..”, he took the grape inside his mouth, fists her hair tightly, and just about to smashed his lips on her softs ones.

“No……. Please wait….. I will eat with your hand…..”, Jiya screech, as she realizes it was unused to struggle to free herself from his hard grip.

Virat smirked, “Good………Now open your mouth………”, He took the plate full of vegetable pulao, placed it on Jiya’s lap, with the help of a spoon, he feeds her.

Jiya ate the full plate of Vegetable pulao within seven minutes, as she wants to get up from his laps hurriedly.

After finishing dinner, Virat made Jiya to drink the water with his hand, then wipe her lips with tissue paper. While wiping, his gaze was locked on her plump pink lips, Jiya notices it, flick his hand, and said in a slightly harsh tone with rage-filled eyes, “Now…… Leave me…….”.

Leave me..…, Jiya’s this word triggered Virat’s anger.

Before Jiya could say anything further, Virat abruptly knitted his hand in her black silky hair and brought her face closer to his and in the next second, slammed his lips on her soft plumpy pink ones, kissing her nastily and dominantly, he pulled back her hair made her gasped, Virat entered his tongue inside her mouth, he sucked her lips like a hungry beast while his tongue danced against her tongue, traveling around each corner of her mouth, caressed her mouth roof, he deeper the kiss more, but Jiya didn’t kiss him back, made him more aggravated.

Jiya struggled to get out of  Virat’s hard hold, she punched on his hard chest with her tiny fists.

Virat flushed Jiya’s soft body against his hard one and continued kissing her dominantly when she was about to out of breath, he broke the kiss and pulled back, loosen his tight grip on her waist.

Jiya panted heavily, with her teary rage-filled eyes she glared at Virat with so much fury and hate, she abruptly pushed him and stood up from his lap, staring at him while breathing profoundly. 

Virat stand-up from his seat and in a blink his face turns aside due to the impact of the hard smack on his cheek.

Jiya slapped Virat hard in anger as he again kisses her without her will.

Virat turns his face toward Jiya and takes the slow predatory steps with a dangerous calm appearance toward her, made her steps back frightfully.

Virat pulled Jiya’s wrist, carried her on his shoulder to near the bed. Jiya felt dread in her entire body.

Virat threw Jiya on the bed harshly and hovered over her body in the straddling position, by his one hand Virat gripped her both arms above her head. Jiya glared at Virat while a shudder got in her spine.

“Whatt are yyou… ddoing..,” Jiya shuttered in fright, looking at Virat with teary eyes.

Virat leans his face down, “Why you always thinking of leaving me….. I hate it……… Only the thought that you will away from me…….. was irking the hell out of me….”, Virat muttered to Jiya in his deep husky voice, made her face quizzically.

“I want you…. Jiya… you drive me crazy…..”, Virat declared his feelings to Jiya, made her eyes more widen like the saucers as her heart got jumped out from the throat.

Virat leans down more to slammed his lips on her plumpy ones, but Jiya frequently turns her face aside, Virat smirked and placed the kiss on her cheek.

“ Jiya……. I want you……. I want to touch you…. I want to feel you….. I want to bury deep myself inside you………”, Virat whispered, shamelessly expresses his desire in a calm tone, caressing her cheek then down her neck with his tip of the nose. The confession of his desire and his brazen action made Jiya tremble more.

Virat let go of Jiya’s arms from his hard grip only to hold her jaw to make her face himself, again taken her lips inside his in a forceful kiss, bit her lip again but Jiya shut her mouth tightly, Virat bit her lip very hard, tears fall from her black iris but she not opened her mouth, made Virat irritated, he released her lips, rumbling and trailed the feathery kisses from her jaw to the neck, bit her neck and sucked it hard, then travelled down to her collarbone. Jiya was wavering vigorously, tears were running in a surge.

“Stop……….Please Stop….”, Jiya screams, grabbed Virat hair in her fists to stop him.

Virat stops and rises only to gaze at Jiya.

Jiya blood becomes cold in her veins, when she looks at Virat,  his hazel eyes got darker as they were misted up with lust.

Virat pulled Jiya kamij (shirt) up to her neck by his one hand, caressed her stomach and waist roughly by another hand make her heart flinched in her ribcage, her breath got stuck in her throat, she hissed in humiliation and fear, “No-oo-oo…”.

Virat licentious eyes were on Jiya’s bra fleeced bosom, he squeezes his right bust and sucked another bust, his other hand was roaming in Jiya’s thigh, made her twisting and turning.

Virat moves downward sucked Jiya’s bellybutton and now his one hand was on the hem of her ligging and just about to slid down it,  a scream ripped her throat in horror, “Stop…Stop…. I hate you, Virat……..”.

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