Priya’s heart raced as she jumped in her place, hearing his loud and anger-filled voice, not knowing what had made him angry at her when she hadn’t done anything to provoke him.
He looked at her in anger, without any reason, his eyes screaming that he would kill her and then eat her, without remorse.
She gripped both sides of the couch firmly, feeling fear coursing through her veins.
“Tell me, what are you looking at?” Priyank asked angrily, his eyes blazing with anger.
The man who was standing also started trembling. Without wasting a second, he left from there.
“I… was…”
“What did I tell you about stuttering in front of me?” Priyank cut her off, hearing her stuttering fueling his anger further.
Priya closed her eyes tightly, feeling even the veins of her body pulsating too fast; she could hear them in her ears.
That’s how scared she was in the moment due to his presence, his eyes, and his anger.
“Nah, you like it when you defy me, right? Open your damn eyes, Priya,”
Priya immediately opened her eyes, knowing the matter was serious when he used her original name, even though she didn’t understand what the matter was.
But the way he sounded made it clear that he was pissed.
“I was not looking at anything, I was just watching because you were angry,” Priya controlled her shivering and stuttering as she spoke, trying her best to get her heartbeat under control due to what was happening and how his eyes were looking at her, as if he was going to drill holes with just the look in his eyes now.
“Shouldn’t your eyes be on me then, if I was angry? You were clearly watching that motherfucker. Do you think he’s more handsome? Is that why you were looking at him?” Priyank questioned with jealousy in his eyes and voice.
Huh? Priya looked at him with confusion. She didn’t know where he was getting the idea that she found that man handsome when she didn’t even find Priyank handsome.
Still, she could tell Priyank was better looking than the models themselves.
Priya’s confusion deepened as she tried to make sense of Priyank’s accusation. She hadn’t been looking at anyone in a wrong way, let alone finding them attractive.
“No, Priyank, I wasn’t looking at anyone. I was just… startled by your sudden outburst,” Priya explained, her voice trembling slightly despite her efforts to maintain composure.
Priyank’s expression softened slightly, but suspicion still lingered in his eyes. “I don’t like it when you lie to me, Priya. I can see it in your eyes,” he said, his tone dangerously low.
“I’m not lying, Priyank. I promise,” Priya insisted, her heart sinking as she realised how precarious the situation had become.
Priyank seemed to consider her words for a moment before his features hardened again. “Fine. But you have to prove me that you are not lying”
In fact, he was sure she wasn’t lying. She couldn’t possibly find anyone else attractive, given her lower IQ. But that didn’t mean he would let her off without consequences for not fulfilling her purpose.
Her purpose was to look at him and only him. She couldn’t just gaze at other men, regardless of her intentions.
“What?” Priya gasped in shock, uncertain of what he wanted her to prove. Whatever it was, she knew it would be otherworldly and could plunge her into an even worse situation.
“There’s no ‘what,’ sweetheart. I want you to prove that what you just said is true. Otherwise, you might not face the consequences, but because of you, I might kill the person who is responsible for everything,” Priyank threatened, his eyes narrowing as a thin smirk formed on his lips.
Priya’s mind flashed with memories of the man whose nose had bled, and then she recalled how Priyank had killed her dog. It was clear that his words couldn’t be taken lightly at all.
Priya’s heart pounded in her chest as she struggled to comprehend the gravity of Priyank’s threat. She knew he was capable of carrying out such ominous promises, having witnessed his brutality firsthand.
With a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, Priya realised that she had no choice but to comply with his demand.
The consequences of refusing were too dire to contemplate.
Summoning her courage, she spoke slowly. “What do you want me to do?” She steeled herself for whatever twisted test Priyank had in store for her.
“That’s my good girl, Angel. Come here, close to me,” Priyank smiled, pleased to hear her compliance, knowing she was ready to do anything for him.
He didn’t want to scare her like he did with others, but after yesterday, Priya’s behaviour had improved significantly.
Perhaps a hint of fear wouldn’t hurt; it might help curb the feral behaviour she often exhibited.
While he didn’t mind chasing her, grabbing her, and pinning her down, it didn’t mean he didn’t enjoy her submissive side. He loved how submissive she could be at times, finding it intriguing to possess this aspect of her personality.
Priya dug her nails into the side of the couch, gripping it so tightly that her palms turned white.
“Walk, sweetheart,” Priyank ordered, his tone soft yet commanding.
Without wasting a moment or waiting for further instructions, Priya stood up and began to walk towards him. She was well aware of the consequences of making him angrier or forcing him to repeat his commands-it would only worsen the situation.
As Priya moved closer to Priyank, her mind raced with apprehension.
She knew she had to comply with his demands to avoid further provoking him.
Each step she took felt heavy with the fear of what might happen next.
Priyank’s eyes followed her every move, his expression unreadable yet filled with an unsettling intensity.
Priya’s breath caught in her throat as she finally reached him, unsure of what he had planned for her next.
She stood by keeping the distance in between, the table was big enough to separate her from him .
“Come closer to me. You’re not an employee; you’re my soon-to-be wife. Stand here,” Priyank pointed to the space in front of his chair, noticing her standing so far away from him.
Priya hesitated for a moment, feeling a wave of discomfort wash over her at Priyank’s words.
With a deep breath, Priya obediently stepped forward, positioning herself in the space indicated by Priyank. She kept her gaze lowered, afraid to meet his eyes, as she awaited his next command with a sense of trepidation.
“Eyes on me, sweetheart,” Priyank commanded firmly.