Why do I feel like there is a rock on top of me? I touched the rock and the surface was strong yet felt pinchable..

I pulled the surface and I heard a small yelp, throwing me out of my imagination...

I opened my eyes and looked at my husband who cuddled into me with his head in the nape of my neck and his arms tightly around my waist... His legs were entangled in a weird way not allowing me to move even a bit....

Godddd... He is heavy!!!

Why the duck is this guy holding me like a bear?? Do I look like a soft toy for him? I pushed him but he didn't even budge... I hit him, shaked him but nothing disturbed him from his kumbkaran sleep...

The last resort... Hope god helps me...

I pulled on his hair hardly and he groaned in pain removing my hand from his hair...

He rubbed his eyes and looked at me, supporting on his arms on either side of me... His messy hair looked soo bad boyish type... only devils are given exclusive beauty....

He again slept on me in the same position and I yelled loud in his ear

" wake up you Godzilla! "

He rolled to the other side immediately and looked at me leaning on to his hand... Did I forget to mention that he is not wearing shirt? and now his arms are flexed with muscles popping out... This is a mouth watering scene... God really gave me a beautiful handsome husband with the soul of a demon...

" what ! Do you see movie on my face? " I asked him irritated by his constant stare... But he looked drowsy and slept not before saying

" good morning to you too little wife " he said ,

I looked at him... He is impossible!... All my days were terrible beacuse of him and now he is wishing good morning!? My only wish for today is not being punched by him....

I got out of the bed

" get me coffee " he said... Yah... Slavery started... He married me only to cook in quarantine... Or when his chef is absent... Cha... I'm in a worst position than them...

I went inside washroom and done with brushing and shower... I came out in a robe Which is long enough below my knees..... I went straight into my closet and changed into a saree... I let down my wet hair and dried them with towel...

I went to kitchen to make a coffee for my Kumbhakaran pathidev...

I took up coffee for him and milk for me... I placed it on the table beside bed and he looked up at me from the phone... I went away into the balcony sat down in my lovely cozy balcony, inhaling the smell of wild forest and mud.... Nature therapy....

I looked up to see my husband who is sitting on the other side of the balcony on the floor... He looked like as if he was doing a photoshoot for coffee... Shirtless and a coffee mug, One leg extended and the other one folded....

Shut up lakshmi, he is a shaved Godzilla, concentrate on your milk!

I drank my milk in a single take and stood up, I heard the sound of metal on the floor and looked at my husband who put the mug down...

Arrogant kahika, could have atleast said me to take the mug rather than doing like this....

I went to him and took the mug from the floor. I went out of the room, down the stairs and into the kitchen.. No need of gym for my body, roaming in this house would make me burn a lot of calories...

I sat down in the hall as he is there in my room and I realy don't want to stay in the same place with him...I then prepared breakfast.... Later I started watching TV and I heard footsteps...

He was already dressed in white shirt pants... I looked back at the TV , ETV news... Goshhhh the cases in NYC has increased alot ,more than a lakh...

I felt someone leaning on the back of my couch and looked behind...

Ofc who could it be other than my husband... He is watching the news...

Suddebly he got a call and I turned back to the TV...

Hope he doesn't goes out today..

I woke up with her pulling and screaming in my ear... I ignored her and rolled to the other side...I wished her seeing her messed up bed look which is no less than a ghost...She left the bed.. It felt empty...

It was empty all these years then why am I feeling it today? She was soo soft and the whole night I couldn't keep my hands to myself.. I held her and slept.. This was one of the peaceful sleep after a long time though I wouldn't like to admit.

I heard the opening of the washroom door and she came out in a robe, perfectly hiding everything...

She went inside her walk-in closet and came out in blue Saree with her hair dripping onto her waist... She was patting it continously and later went out of the room..

Does she know that I'm here in the room? Or is she doing it to seduce me?

She is a little girl, don't expect too much from her... She is too afraid to take those steps after what u have done to her... Spoke my mind...

After sometime she entered the room with a glass and a mug, she put the mug on the table beside bed and went out into the balcony... What does she mean by doing this? She just put the mug and went? Did she forget what I did? Isn't she scared anymore? How could she balantly disrespect me?

I took the mug and went out to see her standing near the rail and then sat down on the couch... The balcony was beautiful... Cozy...

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imagine this in the morning )

I have to appreciate her skills, she has made best out of the worst that I have given her...

I sat down on the wooden floor and looked out into the forest... The aroma of the coffee and the forest breeze were soothening all my nerves...

I drank the coffee and put the mug down, she took it and went away..

After a few minutes I went back to my room.

I showered and came out in my towel, about to go into the closet but my phone rang.

" boss, caught him " my right hand, vardhan said .

" coming " I said and cut the call..

Ohh now another person, soon to be added in list of dead is found...

I smirked. Tsk tsk... No one can escape after putting their finger in my business... Why do you think all of them fear me? Only because I have money?

Nah nah.. Because I eliminate all the hurdles and not move them, without a trace... Am I scary? No! U shouldn't be scared of me! Why?

Because I should inflict it in you... Not the rumors... That would make me alot happy... When I give you painful death slowly and you beg me to leave and I would leave you...

But only to bring back more painful torturous pain... Hahaha....

I dressed up in white shirt, black pants. I went down the stairs and looked at my wife sitting in Indian style and looking at TV as if the news anchor will take her inside the TV anytime... I looked at her expression morphed into fear looking at the news... Oh it's about the increased cases in NYC... She looked at me and then looked back at TV...

Maybe she wouldn't want me to go out again... But why do I care?

I got a call again

" done sir " vardhan said, indicating that everything is set...

" mansion " I said and cut the call, why did I say to get that traitor to home? I don't know... I looked at my wife who is still stuck like chewing gum to the TV...

I went to the dining and heard her anklets sounds... Ah, how much i miss the sounds of those annoying things since past few days...

She set the table and stood behind me. I ate and left as soon as I received message.

I went to the backside of the mansion which had a seperate basement door to the underground.

I made sure that eslecially that stupid rat ain't following me. I looked behind and then entered through the door which had my fingerprint , Iris scan and code.

The door opened on its own and I entered through the dimly lit pathway. All my members were standing on the either side heavily quipped in armed black suits. They bent in respect as soon as I passed through them. Fear~ unseen in their posture but seen through their eyes.

Vardhan stood near one of the metal door and opened it. I entered inside followed by all my men .

All the sides of the walls had fire arms, grenades, knives, whips, and rest other equipments... Oh this is my most favourite room which I especially built for my favourite persons.

I sat on a chair in front of my prey...

He feared my presence.. I gave lope sided grin.. He sweated..

" vardhan remove " I ordered and he removed the cloth tied to his mouth..

This man is already battered...

" Sir sir, I didn't do anything sir

I was accused falsely! Please sir, I didn't do anything sir. Believe me sir " he said shaking vigorously and crying.....Cha Cha... I hate crying men more than woman...

" vardhan " I yelled and he bought a nail plucker...

I sat infront of the man and held his hand tied to the arm of the chair.

I pulled out a nail and he screamed in pain.

" Anil desai, Cheif manager of project 'delaaiyal hotel' construction in Italy."

I said and pulled out another nail from his ring finger. He screamed in pain...

" u changed the construction materials for the foundation " I said slowly and pulled out another nail from his middle finger.. Blood poured out and another ear piercing scream..

" Sir sir ,I di...didn't ch...change sir " he groaned in pain... And I pulled out another 2 nails quickly...

I threw the cutter to vardhan and he pulled out all of his nails. I hate it when people lie. When they don't accept. Am I inflicting less pain? Yes Ofc.. Otherwise he would have admitted it!

I turned around and looked at the traitor who would have made a loss for me... Money dosen't matter , but my name and reputation in my field would have been damaged beacuse of this bastard!

I fisted my hands in anger...my efforts would have been drained in this project if it would have been failed...

I took a knife from the wall and rushed to the man with anger and cut off his both arms. The blood spilled on my clothes. I raised my hands and vardhan put gloves on them and handed me an acid bottle. I opened it and poured it on his shoulders. He screamed in pain and it soothened me but not enough.. I took another bottle and splashed it on his face...

The skin on his face eroded quickly and it bleed onto his body.. He screamed more in pain.

Consequences would be really bad if someone does something I don't like then think how it would be when they betray or cheat...

The screams stopped and I looked at his body covered with blood . Vardhan checked him and stated that he has died..

Tsk... Tsk..

He couldn't enjoy the money that he stole from materials.. What a fate...

I heard a sound from behind me and looked at the source...

She saw me with widened eyes and covered her mouth from making sounds.. Tears were rolling down, but what intrigued me was fear. Fear of not the body behind me but fear of me....

Oh little 🐀 rat has seen something she shouldn't...

What should I do now?

I smirked at her and she ran away...

Tsk..tsk... wrong step darling...