I hate you………. Virat…”.

Jiya screeched in revulsion, her body shuddering robustly, as howling her black eyes were engorged, her cheeks were wets, her plumpy lips were swollen due to the rough kiss, her chest was heaving up and down as of panting heavily.

Virat paused for a movement, gaze at Jiya with a cold face.

“I hate you, Virat….. you are a monster……”, Jiya screams top of her lungs, her eyes filled with rage and fear, both these emotions were strong in her heart for Virat were completely visible through her eyes.

Virat stun on his spot as the first time, he heard his name from Jiya’s lips, but with so much hatred and fear which clearly perceptible in her beautiful blacks teary eyes, felt him as if someone had broken his heart into thousands of pieces. Virat gets numb for a second.

Virat left his hand from the hem of Jiya’s Lagging, pulled down her Kamij (shirt), and made her sit on the bed.

Jiya was vacillating and breathing heavily, Virat sits near Jiya on the edge of the bed, dragged her softly in his embrace, which made  Jiya widen her eyes in more fear, she tried to push him but no energy was left in her body to struggle more.

Virat placed Jiya’s head on his hard chest, stroking her back and caressing her black silky hair to alleviate her.

“Le…Leave….m..me…..”, Jiya shattered in sobbing as she felt wretched because of Virat, tried to push him on his chest to get free herself from his enfold.

Virat release Jiya from his embrace, lift her chin from his index finger of left-hand to face her up, wiping her tears from his right-hand, he leans down and gives a comfortable and light kiss on her forehead.

“I am sorry, Jiya……… I don’t mean it that…….”, Virat whispered in a calm soft tone, in his hazel iris a concern appeared for Jiya.

Virat stood up from the edge of the bed, cover Jiya with the comforter,  caressing her left cheek smoothly with his right-hand fingers.

Jiya still quivering, due to the presence of Virat, observing her uncomforted, Virat mumbles, “Take a rest, Jiya…….. No one will hurt you…”, and saying these words softly in his deep husky voice, he leaves the room.

Jiya clenched the comforter tightly, started to weeping out loudly as she wants to take out her fear and pain of humiliation from her heart, which she felt before due to Virat brazen action, after some time her sobbing stops, her eye-lashes becomes heavy, and sleep consume her.

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New dawn begins, Jiya was sleeping wrap the comforter on her body like a cocoon, her sleep was broken when a deep husky voice enters her eardrums, “Jiya….Jiya…wake up…Jiya….”.

Jiya’s eyes hastily opened in wide as her ears identified the voice, seeing the acceptable person who just raises his hand only tried to touch her, she swiftly seat on the bed and flinched back, “D….Don’t come…n..near at …m..me…”, She mumbled, as the memory of last night flash in her mind.

Virat heeds Jiya’s state of mind, he takes back his hand but seeing Jiya affirm, wrapping the comforter like cocoon made him amused his lips raised upward, and an attractive, sweet smile form on his handsome face.

“Relax, Jiya…. I just wanted to wake you up…..”, Virat mutters Jiya calmly and pointing to the new dress and breakfast placed on the table of her room, he gives smiles at her and said in a calm tone, “Get ready, Jiya quickly and have breakfast…….. We have to go immediately……”.

“WWhere…?…. I don’t want to come with you….”, Jiya whimpered in her cocoon form, clenching the comforter more tightly.

Virat smiles now turn into a slight grimace, taking the slow steps towards Jiya, he leans slightly toward her and whispered calmly yet dangerously, “Be ready and finished your breakfast in thirty minutes……..otherwise…… I will make you ready with my own hands and feed you the breakfast like the previous night…..”.

“No…! I will be ready in thirty minutes…… you just leave from here……”, Jiya screams, as one thing, she knows about Virat,  He doesn’t talk in the air, he will definitely do….. What did he say?

Virat smirked, “I will be back after thirty minutes………  you should not just ready but also finished your breakfast……… contrarily….”, He paused and moved his gaze from  Jiya’s head to toe,  indicating to her, What he said before!, and leaves the room.

After Virat left the room, Jiya stood up from the bed hurriedly, removed the comforter, picked up the dress from the table, rushed towards the restroom, doing her morning jobs, pour the shower on herself, dry her with a towel, she gets out from the restroom wearing the new dress which was a beautiful tint pink color straight cut embroidered suit with dupatta (scarf), finished her breakfast as fast as possible.

As the thirty minutes was over, Virat enters the room back wearing the army uniform, glancing at Jiya who was frozen at her spot because of his petrified presence, Virat looks out the Jiya from her head to toe, as she was looking so adorable and gorgeous in tint pink suit, the loose black straights cover her face slightly, accelerate the Virat heartbeats, he marched toward her, and raise his hand, caressing the cheek of Jiya from the back of his hand,  he tucks the loose length behind her ear.

Jiya jerked back because of Virat touch, which made him exasperating as he doesn’t like her resistance against him whenever he takes a step to come close to her, she takes four steps back to maintain distance with him.

Virat fists his palm to control his annoyance and said in a calm tone, “That’s Good….  You obey me… Now let's go….”.

“Where…..”, Jiya asks Virat in a low tone, as she still feels trepidation and annoyance in her heart because of Virat previous night’s action.

“Why you always resist me…?…… Why you did not trust me…at once..”, Virat questioned Jiya in a soft tone, whereas a fury builds inside him because of  Jiya’s every time confrontation.

“No…. I will not trust you at a bit….”, Jiya responds to Virat in a low calm tone but her eyes filled with rage toward Virat.

“Why..”, Virat asks Jiya calmly, where the fury inside him increases, but he controls himself, tried to not shown to Jiya.

“Because,  I hate you…..”, Jiya answer Virat straightly without hesitation in a rough tone.

Virat fisted his knuckles until they turn white, Jiya’s words hurt him inside hard, however, he controls his emotions.

“Let's go……..”, Virat grab Jiya’s hand in his tight hold and drag her outside the mansion,  make her sit on the passenger seat in his Willeys Jeep shut the door harshly,  got inside on the driving seat, roared the engine to life and conveying his direction.

While driving, Virat silent iris was completely on the road while Jiya stared at Virat with rage and fear, “Where are you taking me…? .. tell me now….. otherwise…. I jumped from the Jeep…”, Jiya growled at Virat in her shaky voice, tried to be strong in front of him.

Virat stop the Jeep at the side of the silent highway, turn toward Jiya, in a blink, he picked her from under her arms, separate her legs, places it on either side of his thighs, set in a position of straddling.

Jiya’s eyes widened as tears gathered, her breath clogged in her throat and her heart was thudding like any time it comes out soon, “ No…! not again…..”, She whimpered, shaking her head in negative.

“SSHHHH….”, Virat hissed, placed his right-hand index finger on Jiya’s plump pinky lips, “No …more words…..”, he said in a calm tone while removing his index figure from her lips.

Virat glancing at Jiya with witty eyes, poking her cheeks with his fingers, he muttered, “You said before that…. You hate me…….. How about if I give you more reason to hate me... I can resume work from where I left off last night….. Do you really wish me to continue….”.

“No…!”, Jiya sob as tears flow out through her iris, shook her head in complete denial.

“Then…… Kept your plumpy pink lips shut tightly……….  And one more important thing………. I don’t like to see, again this tear in your beautiful eyes…. So sit quietly and relax……”, saying this Virat leaves Jiya cheeks and made her sit back to a passenger seat.

After some time, they reached their destination, Virat parked his Willys Jeep, got Jiya out of the Jeep.

“Go straight….. I’m following you….”, Virat order Jiya, to which without asking anything further Jiya turn to move forward, and Virat followed her from behind.

Jiya gets stunned when she noticed the palace, “Why he was brought me…..here…?”, she murmurs in her subconscious mind.

“Why are you stop…? Go ahead….”, Virat said to Jiya from her behind.

After walking through the long corridor, Virat stop Jiya told her to turn left and enter the cabin with him.

“Good Morning, Sir…”, Virat said in a formal tone.

“Very Good Morning …Captain Virat Singh…. So…this is the girl…… you were telling me about last night….”, Commander Rathod asks Virat in a blissful tone.

“Yes, Sir…..She is the one…..”, Virat answers Commander Rathod in a formal tone with a cold face.

Jiya’s eyes widen as she completely gets puzzled at the spot.

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