Claimed by force (II)

In the morning when bright light fell on her face, she opened her eyes tiredly but all her tiredness and drowsiness vanished into thin air when she felt something on her chest. Rubbing her eyes, she touched the weight with her finger but her entire body turned rigid. She felt someone's head on her chest, opening her eyes quickly she witnessed her husband's head resting on her naked chest. Redness occurred on her cheek, She was embraced and tried to wriggle out of his embrace but he was clasping her so tight in his arms. She also felt her bare legs were tangled with his legs, And the chiseled waist was stuck with her waist. **He is possessive** She thought and closed her eyes as his soft breath was fanning her n*****s and making her feel ticklish. Soon she realized what she had been doing, so pushing all the thoughts out of her mind she once again started attempting to free herself before he woke up. She didn't want him to see her like this, Her heart was beating fast and goosebumps erupted all over her skin. She had been feeling butterflies in her gut that were making it hard for her to think straight. Looking down at his face, she held her breath. He was sleeping like a small baby on her chest And looking so innocent. Her palms started itching to touch him and brush the hair that was covering his forehead. She listened to her heart and very slowly put her palm on his cheek. A smile was about to erupt over her lips but last night memories flickered in her mind making her think over her sanity. **What the hell are you thinking? Are you mad? This demon beat the s**t out of you and you find him cute like a baby, ** scolding herself she gently untangles his arms from her body. Then very gently she removed his head from her chest. He groaned, making her halt her attempts. After a five-minute pause, she once again started untangling his body with her, but his leg was so heavy. For a second he removed his leg and then once again wired his leg around her torso but this time a little tightly. Gritting her teeth in anger, she once again tried to remove his hand from her bare body but he was holding her like his life depended on her. With great difficulty, she finally succeeded in removing his hand from her and walked inside the washroom, she did her business and walked out. She wore a beautiful saree with all her ornaments then filled her head with the crimson powder. When she was walking out she noticed some fresh dents on his body and those dents raised many questions in her mind but she had neither the guts to talk to him nor had guts to wake him. Walking into the kitchen she started making breakfast, To her surprise, the kitchen was too clean and all the things were arranged neatly just the way she liked it. She halted for a second and closed her eyes, No matter how good and luxurious this mansion can be, still she is scared of this place. While preparing Avocado toasts, her family thought was appearing in her mind again and again. She promised herself that today she would ask him about her cell phone. But the thought of seeing him angry at her was enough to give her goosebumps. Pushing her fear aside, she started working on the gypsy toast and then made delicious fruit salad along with yogurt salad. After making the breakfast, she got busy setting the dining table. She was careful with every single thing, All thanks to her mother and her kitchen chores interest That she was already aware of such table settings. But in the process of making breakfast for him, She completely forgot that she left the devil all alone in their bedroom. She had no idea what would happen when he woke up all alone on the bed without seeing her face. Inside the bedroom: With half-sleepy eyes, he woke up, but when he didn't find his wife beside him He sprawled his arm over the bed so he could pull her close to his chest but she wasn't on bed. Opening his eyes with a jolt, he sat on the bed and started calling her name but got no response from her. Instantly getting down from the bed, he started looking for his wife like a desperate Alpha. He opened the door of their washroom in the hope of seeing her but instead of seeing her, Her fresh aroma filled his nostrils. Running his fingers into his hair, he made a frustrated sound and then started cursing under his breath in anger. Moving back to his bed, he called the security guards and started yelling at them. It was the very first time he was yelling at his home servants, Yes home his wife made his lifeless mansion, his home, their home. Once he was done yelling at them, he opened all the CCTV cameras, and the moment his gaze met her He breathed in relief. Without thinking twice, In his boxers he ran downstairs to see his wife. He finds her near the dining table, rage fills his veins, and he starts burning like a volcano. With long steps, he walks near her and slams his hands hard on the table, trapping her between him and the table. A growl came from deep in his chest, a warning for her to stop pushing him away in every way like she always does. He could hear her heart beating faster than normal, and he could also smell the arousal coming off her along with defiance and stubbornness. Leaning close to her to the point where their noses nearly touched, He gripped her hair and fist them so tightly "Why the hell you leave me alone on our bed hun" he yelled at her harshly. She flinched and closed her eyes tightly. Seeing her close eyes, he gritted his teeth and clenched his Jaws. Leaving her hair, he grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back making her moan in pain. Their chest was glued with each other now, there was no space between them not even for air. His angry breath was fanning her head, and on top, her bangles-filled wrist was hurting her so badly as his grip was super tight on her wrist. She kept her mouth mum and tried to digest what had been happening to her but it was impossible. He is, He is hurting her just because she left him alone on the bed. What is he a kid, But a kid can never harm anyone the way has been hurting her painfully. He was expecting an explanation from her but now her silence has been triggering his nerves. He presses her more into him, letting all his hard curves poke into her skin. Suddenly he noticed the tears escaping out of her closed eyes which made it hard for him to control himself. "Stop giving me the silent treatment goddammit! (He cursed) Don't you have a f#cking mouth? (He gripped her jaws but his gaze was fixed on her trembling lips which were looking so alluring to him) If you don't want to use it, allow me (Her blood curled up into knots) I'll gladly find other f#cking uses for it, and trust me I would love to use your mouth for my pleasure " he said harshly but his mind was occupied with imagining her lips around his shaft. She wasn't an i***t, she instantly comprehended the meaning behind his words. " I...... I came here...... to make .........breakfast ............. for ...........you .........." She stuttered Tears now shamelessly started rolling down from her eyes.