Awakening Beast

Now he was staring enthusiastically at her as if he just won the game. 

“Oh so sad, you just lost this single last opportunity. Now let's get ready for your punishment, my beauty queen.” Shah Mir tucked back the strands of hair falling on her face and gazed at her face with investigative eyes. He wanted to see the drained colour on her face, but he couldn't find it.

He went to the changing room and came back taking out a box from the cupboard. He forwarded it to Aleezay. 

“Take this and wear it, NOW!” He said more like ordering, leaving no room for an argument. With a scoffing face, she snatched the box from him and opened it. She saw there was a beautiful red nightie in the box. 

Though she often wears modern western dresses, she was feeling ashamed of wearing the dresses which Shah Mir had kept in her room. 

“But, how can I….” He wasn't taking into consideration her reluctance when he cut her off.

“No more arguments, wear it quickly and come in front of me. And if you are still having issues with this order then tell me, I will help you myself in changing the nighte.” His bold and brazen words scared Aleezay more. 

This is how Shah Mir is, he truly does what he says, no matter what happens. This was in the betterment of Aleezay to silently obey his words and now she was also forced to follow his command, so dropping a glare at him she silently walked to the changing room taking the box with herself.

In an arrogant style, he was sitting in the chair with crossed legs while slowly shaking his top leg. He was waiting for her, but still she didn't come back with the changed dress. Clenching his hand in a fist, he tried to control his rage and there was also a glass of wine in his other hand, only a few gulp were left in it.

A while later, the door of the changing room opened. He turned his head and saw Aleezay stepping out. The moment his eyes landed on her, he forgot to blink it. 

In the deep red nightie, her clean white skin was looking more alluring and breathtakingly beautiful. It was knee length and every curve of her figure was clearly revealing in the silkiness of it.

Though she does wear such kinds of dresses that are knee length, today she was feeling uncomfortable wearing this nightie. And the reason for it was Shah Mir. He wasn't taking his eyes off her the moment he saw her. With his heated gaze, he was taking in her appealing figure. Every curve of her was perfectly exposed in that silky cloth.

He was staring at her as if he hadn't seen her before or maybe it was because of the power of the relationship he tied with her that was making her look more adoring and enticing to him. His eyes were filled with a desire for her. It felt hard for him to resist her beauty and the seductress look of her as his fingers and every inch of his body were urging him to get closer to her, pin her to the wall and suck every single breath out of her.

Feeling his warm and penetrating gaze, Aleezay felt uneasiness and a fear also took over her. She felt as if she was standing nude in front of him. She can't even raise her face and look up into his eyes because she felt if she made this mistake, she would see nothing else but an ocean of desire and ecstasy there.

Keeping his gaze fixed on her, Shah Mir put the glass on the table and stepped closer to her. With frightened eyes, she looked at him. She got alert by his movement as she didn't know what he was going to do with her. He forwarded his hand to her, gesturing her to hold it. 

But she was also Aleezay, she would never regard the craziness and feelings of this lovesick man. Ignoring his gesture, she averted the direction of her eyes.

To Shah Mir, this attitude of hers doesn't feel less than poison so without wasting a second, he moved closer to her and wrapped his arm around her waist. Aleezay, unaware of his sudden movement, collided instantly with his hard chest. She tightly fisted his shirt in her hand, trying to save herself from falling.

“You don't understand the language of love, right? How much more will you run away from me? What do you think, by adopting this attitude you will save yourself from me? It's just your delusion.” In a hoarse voice, Shah Mir whispered in her ear. He was standing too close to her and his face was almost caressing Aleezay's face from the side.

His warm breathing was airing on her face and neck, burning and redding her skin. Like a protector, he was tightly wrapping his arms around her keeping her safe in his hold. 

“Just leave your useless stubbornness and accept me as your husband. I swear I will love you so much. I will really adore my lovely life.” On his words, Aleezay looked at him. She can sense the sincerity in his tone. His voice was filled with a warm feeling of love. His brown eyes were speaking out loud of his intense love for Aleezay.

Though it was true, that he was way too harsh, cruel, and a heartless man, today no one can find any trace of that bitterness, harshness and extremeness in his tone and voice.

Other than love, craziness, and extremeness there was also something else in his mysterious eyes and Aleezay, after staring into it, felt herself lost in it for some moments. There were so many secrets buried in his deep black eyes and today it was forcing Aleezay to remind her again of one of her biggest losses.

She just remembers how he kidnapped her from the room, brought her to his place and forcefully made her marry him. She jerked her thoughts, coming out of her trance.

“I don't love you. I will never accept you.” She declared herself in a low-pitched voice.

“You will have to love me, you will have to do it no matter what. And as far as my acceptance is concerned, then let me make myself clear to you, my life, I will make your condition such that you would be forced to accept me and love me.” His deep intoxicated voice sent a shiver down her spine. 

With his words and his acts, he was making her restless. At last, how can she love him and desire for him? It's not possible for her, not at all.