Heartless Billionaire ✔

Chapter-3 Let's Mend Each Other!

Arohi

The heat of hate and anger that radiated from his body was spinning my head. His fingers dug holes in my skin and I could feel the painful sting when the sweat flowed through those scratches.

Cursing me and gritting his teeth, he bounced above me watching my face. My tears exactly. His ruthless behavior was hurting me. My expectations and desires killed by him were hurting to realise that. I looked at his eyes.

I always saw different things in his eyes for me. Hate. Disgust. Content. Remorse. Pity. Love. And then again hate and this time he would hurt me sexually as he was doing now. This wasn't manly.

"You are not a Man! "

I don't know how it came out. It was instantaneous thought and I said that. I could see his hurt eyes. I hammered his ego.

I hammered any men's precious thing. His jaw tightened and his harsh glares send the great horror in me. I shivered under him as I felt his weight to double upon me.

I was suffocating in fear and breathing heavily. My breathing hitched as he suddenly caught my waist and sat up pulling me on his lap with little effort. I was like paper for him.

My arms wrapped around his shoulder due to the move.

What was he going to do? Beat me?He never beat me. But today he slapped me and he would surely choke me for saying this..

I waited to take what he was to reward me for my guts while he stared in my eyes.

What?

I saw his approval in that. He too believed that this wasn't manly. But I might be surely wrong this time. His eyes were full of sadness clouded with hate and anger. These clouds were probing the path of goodness. His heart sealed lot of love inside and showed arrogance to the world.

This man showed me different shades of him. Some deeply attracted me. And the one which was shouting to hug him and fill the void of his life made it even harder to hate him for what he was doing to me. I know how it was to be alone and I sensed that feeling in him. I determined to make him mine and love him no matter how he behave to me and fill the void in his life.

Though I would say things hoping it came for him but the next instant I take it back. I knew when he will know the truth he would break with guilt and even my forgiveness won't heal him. With the cloud of misunderstanding he felt bad, what if that cloud lifts away one day and he could see clear to what he was doing?

He will be punished that day.

His heart would never let him live a second without guilt and maybe this time he wouldn't wear a mask to hide himself because he will be scared to do it, to face the world again.

Would I really be gone that day?

I didn't know. I thought of running away but I knew I couldn't. His dark eyes always said I can't. And again his eyes made me to stay as sometimes he couldn't hide his real self from me. And so I knew I was stupid and I wasn't leaving him.

Well I was here now and he needed a hand to hold and I wanted to be the one giving it today. I wanted to clear all misunderstanding and teach him to love.

Will be able to keep this considering his attitude?

He was still staring me as his fingers dig my waist pulling me closer to him. I could feel his hardness in there.

His remarkably handsome face was looking rock hard and his deep dark eyes looked straight into my eyes. Sweat was dripping from his messed up hair through his clean shaved cheek and vanished down.

I wanted to trace his angular face, sharp nose and hard square jawline but I was forbidden to do so.

But next instant my fingers ran through his cheek, his nose and then his jaw and up again. He didn't twitch or push me off just looked into my eyes.

I raised my other hand and pushed my fingers Inside his messed hairs rubbing the scalp.

His eyes closed and I felt him at ease. His tight jaw was relaxing and his face looked satisfied. I kept running my fingers through his hair and face feeling him while his rough palms rubbed my back lightly with love.

This was he. This was manly to let yourself loved and love.

I will love you. I will heal you and I will all hurdles between us.

We both needed to mend ourselves. Seeing him react this way made me to mend myself the way that helped me to mend him.

I neared to him and kissed his lips lightly when this divine moment ended he pushed me away from him.

Anger again covered his face and his lingered over my naked body. Now I felt to cover myself. Because those eyes didn't deserve to see me.

That night is replaying again except this isn't our first night but everything else same. I could feel the fear that night. He savaged me like hungry animal on loose and still doing it. Eating a bit each day and night.

But again, amidst of all this I see his eyes sometime which told me different story. They helped me stay straight in this situation and hope for our union. Though my hope broke several times when he called me 'b**, h', 'wh**e' and threw me on Wall and floor. And when he used me, entered me without permission.

"I can't believe this. Dammit! " His actions shocked me and more tears fell down my tears.

Why was he doing that?

You will hurt yourself. Please don't do that.

I wanted to stop him but neither my mouth worked nor my legs. He was still punching the closet like madman muttering," Sorry Anya! Sorry. I am doing this and couldn't save you. I will find that bastard. I will kill him. "

Kill him? Anya? Who was she? Lot of questions revolved my head but his blood and sudden attack was more to scare me.

I was not scaring him but scaring how deeply he was hurt and needed the love. My legs were sore and paining but I had to manage to him and stop him before he the burden in his heart kills him.

"Dev. " I ran towards him and touched his arms. It radiated heat and the sweat ran down his glorious body due to this act.

He turned towards me and I was so scared to speak a word to him. His eyes was more red than those black balls.

I calmed myself and caressed his arm. He needs help. He needs someone. And I am the only one here.

"Dev. Don't do it. " I begged him.

He looked at me for long then his hurt arm went past my ears as he grabbed the bunch of my hair.

" Don't touch me again. " He shook me and my head pained. Pushing me away he palmed on the table and bent on it.

" Hate will only deepen your wounds. Keeping things in your heart won't help you but will kill you each day. Why are you angry always? Why don't you smile? Why you want to hurt me? "

He was there like statue, not moving and talking. His remarkable features were distracting me. He was so handsome and had the wife who didn't matched his standard.

" Talk to me! " I wondered my tenacity as I ran to him and shook his arm.

What would he do? Beat me? Kill me? My parents inflicted so much more than what he did to me and I never saw remorse in their eyes but in him

" You are one of the reasons of my wounds. You took away my little sister from me. You ruined her life. You!  "

I didn't had any idea of what he was saying. I never knew him or his family before I was pushed by my father to complete the seven ceremonial rounds with him.

He gritted his teeth sending daggers through his eyes and I was shivering standing against the wall between his hands.

"I don't know what you are saying. "

He smirked and then pressed my cheeks between his fingers.

" Look at this innocent face! Who could say what you did. You are nothing but a classless woman but still you lure a man. " His rough voice pierced my ears. He always said this.

" I didn't knew about you or Anya before we married. Even I saw you first time in our first.. night. " I gulped at the thought.

" Don't lie to me after what you have done. It's you and you know that. " His heart was filled with pain which seek a hug to intact him.

" There is nothing in my life for which I will lie. I want respect and love which never comes with lie. You need to earn that by giving your love to others. "

He gazed me and I saw love in him. He turned and walked towards bathroom. But I wanted to talk to him. I always wanted to talk someone but I never found someone who would understand me and even listen to me. I knew he would listen this instant and I spoke my heart out.

"Before I married you I worked hard to get my college fees day and night as I wanted to become a great MBA girl. With cleaning my home and my parents and sisters clothes,  and cooking for them I cleared my CAT exam. "

He was standing with his back but I knew he was listening to me so I went on.

" I wanted to get away from them, their beatings, their... " I choked at the thought how my father tried to force me when he was drunk.

" I got the scholarship and still I couldn't go. I had to marry you. Not that I would have been away in some good place if I hadn't married you. Because they would not want me to be happy. But when I saw you first time, I saw myself in you. I started to love you and then again it all messed up, filled with misunderstanding and confusion. "

" Whatever you are doing to me is due to misunderstanding and once I will clear everything I know how much love I am going to get from you. I see that in your eyes. Lot of love at times. Pain. Hate. "

" Remorse after you force yourself into me. They never felt bad after doing worst to me but you do. You have good man Inside and I want that man. I will help you. Love you. Love me back please. "

I  felt better. My heart heaved with pain and burden and now it was so consoled. I wanted him to come to me and hug me and say good things.

" Clear up the mess, take bath and from now on you will sleep in the couch. " He said plainly pointing the couch across the bed at the middle of this big room and walked Inside the bathroom.

" I will love you. " I muttered to myself. I loved him because he needed to be loved as I knew how it feels when you are not loved by anyone.