Her Obsession

Her Obsession Prologue 

Aadhya's pov.

Arain Malik You are mine. only mine.. no one can snatch you away from me.. you are mine to touch.. mine to kiss.. mine to savour.. mine to own.. You are mine, only mine; you can be anyone else, and tonight I will make you mine.

Arain's pov..

Aadhya Datta. I hate you so much. I just hate you. You've spoiled my life and even my career. I hate you more than 

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"You are mine, Arain," said Aadhya while kissing his neck and opening his shirt buttons. He closed his eyes in disgust.

"I hate you," he whispered, but she slammed her lips on his and started kissing the hell out of him. But he is not responding.

"GODDAMMM, respond, Arain Malik!" she shouted.

"I will not," he said coldly.

"You hate me right." "Huhhh, you hate me; then show me; show me your inner beast," she shouted and opened her shirt. In no time, her shirt kissed the floor, leaving her in her bikini.

"I hate you!" he shouted and took her in her arms, threw her on the bed, and pounced on her like a hungry beast, kissing her roughly.

And the night went away with their raw passion and desires for each other, and the hatred for her increased more in his heart.

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Her Obsession, Part 1

"I will help your company, but I have one condition," said the woman.

"What condition?" asked the man.

"You have to be my bed partner, and then I'll help your company," said the woman.

"What are you out of your mind about? How could you say like this, "I am getting married in a month?" "No, I can't do these, Miss Datta." That man freaked out.

"Ok, the decision is yours." "I am not forcing you, Mr. Malik, but your company is on the verge of going bankrupt," said Aadhya while getting up from her place.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Arain shouted.

"I am not doing anything, honey; it was you who was driving me crazy," said Aadhya seductively while sitting on his lap. and tracing his front with her fingers.

"You are irresistible," said Aadhya seductively, and she traced his earlobe with the tip of her tongue, and he closed his eyes. But one phone call broke their moment.

"Yeah, I am coming," she said and hung up the phone.

"Meet me tonight in my farmhouse," said Aadhya, and she left the cabin without kissing his cheeks.

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Arain was driving his car like a madman, and then he stopped at the cliff.

Arain's pov..

Why are you doing this to me? Aadhya Datta I hate you. I hate you.

One month ago, everything was fine, and now.. but I have to do this because I have to keep my company from going bankrupt. I am getting married to the love of my life in a month, then you. I hate you, Aadhya Datta.

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She was sitting on the couch with a glass of red wine in her hand. There was a smile as well as a smirk playing on her lips as she got what she wanted. She turned on her phone and stared at the picture that was on her home screen.

Aadhya's Pov..

Arain You are mine, and you will always be mine. No one can snatch you away from me, baby. You are my obsession, and I hate sharing...

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"I knew you would come," she said as she saw him enter her farmhouse.

"Do whatever you want but just save my company," the coldness was clearly visible in his tone.

She stood up before taking the last sip of her red wine.

"Sure, but first you have to sign this." She forwarded him some papers.

"What is this?" he asked perplexedly.

"This agreement states that you will be with me till the time I want," she said with a smirk.

Being helpless, he signed the agreement without reading it.

She smirked and sat on his lap.

"Let's start, Mr. Malik," she said, tracing his abs with her fingers. He closed his eyes.

He pushed her lightly and got up from his seat. She smirked and held his hand, pinning him to the wall.

"You are mine, and only mine," she said in a hushed tone, her warm breath fanned on his neck.

"I hate you," he whispered, his eyes full of hatred for her, which she didn't care about and slammed her lips on his, kissing the hell out of him.

"GODDAMMM respond, Arain Malik," she shouted, breaking the kiss.

"I won't," he said coldly.

"Your touch disgusts me," he said, his eyes spitting fire.

"But your body is reacting the way I want," she said, smirking evilly.

"I hate you," he uttered once again.

"You hate me, right haa? Then show me how much you hate me; show me your inner monster, your inner beast," she shouted, opening her shirt buttons, and in no time, her shirt kissed the floor.

"I hate you more than anyone." Saying this, he picked up her figure in his muscular arms, took her to the room, threw her on the bed, and pounced on her like a hungry lion.

She slammed her lips on his and started kissing; he too started responding; he was dominating the kiss, biting her lips, removing his frustration and his hatred towards her.

She moaned in his mouth.

Both were breathless and broke the kiss.

She changed positions and came on top of him, opening his shirt fully.

She trailed wet kisses to his neck and bit his collarbone, to which he hissed in pain.

She looked at him smirking as he was lying under her, totally at her mercy. His six-pack abs were in her view. She smiled seductively, tracing his abs. He breathed heavily. The hatred was gone, and now there was only lust in his eyes.

She pulled the duvet over them, and the night went away with their raw passions and desires.

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