His House

Naina's POV-

I don't know what's wrong with me and this feeling; I don't know how to handle it. I think this is all happening because of the books I read. I think I should stop reading them. whenever I read them I started to behave like I'm the female lead of the story and the male lead is doing all this with me but then if he cheats on her or beats her in the name of punishment and then behaves like a love puppy and apologize to her and promise her that he will not repeat this stupid she forgive him too and then they start to make out I feel like to enter in book and put some sense in her brain or slap her too.

At that moment, I felt guilty, sad, and angered at the same time, trying to imagine myself in that character. It takes me 1 or 2 days to get over that part.

I was still in my thoughts when I heard the voice of the door opening.

I looked up and, as usual, saw him coming from the washroom, almost naked. He had a towel on his waist, but this was not enough. His whole body was on display, and shameless to me, I did not even realize it when I started to drool over him like a pervert.

"Isme kya shaq hai tum hu besharam and pervert tabhi tho tumhe uske kaise kaise sapne aate hai," my bitch subconscious said.

(There is no doubt that you are shameless and a pervert; that is why you have such dreams about him," My Bitch Subconscious Side.)

I don't want to admit it, but this is true. For the first time in my life, I dreamed of something dirty. not something, but so many dirty things. and in the morning, when I woke up, I saw my pants wet.

I shook my head to clear all these dirty thoughts, looked up again, and saw the whole room was empty. I thought he must be standing here with his stupid smirk.

I stood on the bed and started to open the door, but it was still locked.

"Ughhh, yarr mujhe ghar jaana hai, mujhe yaaha nhi rehna, please mahadev meri madat karo," I said. I almost had tears in my eyes. In my whole life, I never felt this helpless. No, I can't be weak; otherwise, he will be happy that he got successful in his plane.

I felt a presence behind me all of a sudden, and I did not even need to look to see who it was—the devil.

He placed both of his hands beside me, sandwiching me between the door and himself.

With a chuckle, he said, "Trying to open the door again." His deep laugh sent a current shiver through my entire body.

"Baby Girl, I promise that no matter how hard you try to run away from me, you will always end up in my cage, in my arms."

I don't know, but I know one thing: he is capable of completing this promise.

"Go now and take a shower. He said this, taking his hands off the door. "I am waiting for you at the dining table. You can find your clothes in my closet." I wasted no time at all running to the bathroom.

and noticed a large bathroom—I mean, really large.

I went to his closet after taking a shower and was amazed by how large it was


"Ye Closet, tho mere ek room se bhi bada hai, itne kapdeye pahenta bhi hai jitne yaha saja rakhe hai... khair mujhe kya me mere kapde dhundti h, usne bola tha mere kapde yahi hoga tho kaha hai.".

I opened one door and gasped

" WOW'

"Ye tho closet ke under closet bana ke rakha hai, but ye sab kapde kiske hai, pakka uski ex ke hoge."

But what I saw shocked me so much.

The whole closet is filled with Indian and Western clothes. saari, ghagra choli, anarkali, salvar suits and more. In western, there were so many short dresses that I looked more and saw something that made my face red. there was so much lingerie. which was covering nothing.

which was covering nothing

Did he want me to wear them??

"So what do you think he borrows them just to make you blush??" Bitch again mocked me.

"No, no, I will not wear them; never in his dreams.

"I think in his dreams he prefers you to wear nothing, and in reality too, maybe he already took your virginity in so many different positions in his dreams." She again mocked me.

"Ugh, shut up, shut up; otherwise, I will kill you, you dirty bitch. I did not even realize it when I shouted.

With a red face, I closed the door and opened another drawer. which made my face more red. I'm sure right now I must look like a tomato.

There was so much innerwear that also covered nothing.

After searching so much, I found innerwear that would cover my body

After searching so much, I found innerwear that would cover my body
Surprisingly, they fit my body like they were made for me. Wait, did he know my size??.

"What a stupid question. You know, when you first meet, he touches your almost whole body. Wait, wait, not touched but squeezes them or you. That time he must know about it," my subconscious said or put some sense in my brain.

I don't want to agree, but I think this bitch is right this time.

"I'm always right, but you're the only idiot who can't see this," bitch again told me.

I ignored her like always and started to look for dresses. Today, I feel like wearing something Indian. and there is so much profit from that too.

First, they are so comfy.

Second, that will cover my whole body and be hard to open so that the pervert will not get a chance to touch me.

He doesn't need to open them when he can tear them so easily." Bitch said.

I saw a black salwar, kurta, and big silver jhumka and left my hair open. leave the washroom.

I came to the room yesterday in a hurry. I only noticed the color, but because of the darkness, I wasn't able to look properly around after looking at the washroom and closet now, this did not shock me.

He likes Dark colors

After shaking my head, I left the bedroom and looked around

I saw a maid who was standing at the end of the corridor. I went toward her and wished her good morning. which she returned without a smile.

Ager yaha log aise good morning wish karte hai tho hu gai meri morning good at least smile. Yar smile karne ke thodi koi paise katega. Wait for us, Khadus ka koi bharosa nhi hai kar bhi sakta hai.

After not-so-good wishes, she told me to follow her, which I did.

I was following her while looking around. There were so many different kinds of paintings, vases, and idols.

We took turns, and there was one more corridor, which was bigger than the last one.

Yeh log kitna thak jate hoge isko saaf karte karte bechare, me tho itna bada ghar kabhi lo hi na bhai diwali ki safai karte karte hi me hospital pahuch jaugi, isliye mene tho apna apartment liye hi chota liya hai jaise shuru hote hi khatam ho jaye. na bada ghar na jyada safai.

We again took a turn and entered a corridor. Yaar mere pair me dard hu raha hai ager iske baad bhi corridor aaya tho me tho wahi beth jaugi mujhe ni jana aage. mere pairo ne jawab de diya hai.

I don't know why, but this corridor reminds me of 1920s movie corridors. where the ghost grabs the female lead leg and then takes her with him.

Who knows if this house is also haunted? or upper se mujhe hanuman chalisa bhi nhi aati. Mummy ne bola bhi tha ki sikh le kaam aayega, but nhi tumhe kaha sunna hota hai ab bhugto.

Ager ya boot hua, and use mujpe hamla kar diya too. nahi nahi aisa nhi hoga kuch bi mat soch. think positive.

We again took turns, and guess what? There was one more corridor. Hehe, just kidding. I saw stares, and finally, we came to the main room.

Wait, this is not the main room; this is a fucking main hall.

I know if I come here alone, then I will get lost in this haveli.

Here he is having his breakfast, or more like using the phone.

I went toward the dining table and was about to sit on the last chair when I heard.

"Not there; come here; sit beside me." Saying this, he pointed to the seat, which was so close to him.

No, I don't want to sit beside him; I need to do something.

"N..NO, I'm fine here.. hehe," I said while shuttering.

That is when he raised his head from his phone and looked at me, or more like, at my soul.

"I said, Come sit beside me," he said while pausing after every single word.

I gulped and still have not moved from my place. I want to die.

"Oh, I see you don't easily like things, right? You like to do things the hard way, right? Okay," he said, saying he was about to stand from his seat.

"No, no, no, I'm coming, I'm coming." Saying this, I run to the chair beside him and sit on it, still not looking toward him. but I can feel he is still looking at me.

Taking a deep breath, I raised my head to look at him and come face-to-face with him.

I was about to move back, but suddenly he grabbed my neck from behind, and in a second, I felt his lips on mine.

I was still shocked. when he bit my lower lip, asking for entrance. and I gave him. I opened my lips because I didn't want him to touch me.

He was sucking my lip like he had been waiting for this for ages.

He holds my face with the other hand for better access.

After like ages, he finally showed some mercy on my lips. I was also taking deep breaths.

"No matter how many times I kiss you, I never get over it." Saying this, he again smacked his lips.

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