Chapter 15: Chapter 15

"Don't snoop." Yuvraaj warned without looking back as he put the tickets in the drawer and turned back to Anahita who was unwillingly doing his packing.

"Huh!! You don't have to hide them, I know I will not be able to cancel it because I have understood that I can't win over you. So chill!!" Anahita let out a dramatic sigh, folding the clothes.

"That's....good." Yuvraaj eyed her skeptically, she wouldn't give up easily, he knew it well.

"Okay then, goodnight!" Anahita yawned, slipping under the comforter and pulled it over her head. "I am very sleepy."

"Good night!" Yuvraaj laid down beside her after switching off the lamp. His mind was still not able to believe that she was giving up, without even trying hard.

Somewhere in the midnight, Anahita jerkily pulled out the blanket and looked at the sleeping figure beside her. Yuvraaj's calm breath told her that he was fast asleep. Slowly tiptoeing near the cupboard, she opened the document drawer vigilantly, glancing at Yuvraaj time to time to check if he was still asleep. She carefully pulled out the envelope that contained the air tickets. She grinned mischievously as she tore the tickets in two pieces, dramatically.

"No tickets! No honeymoon!" She whispered giddily and locked the cupboard back putting the torn tickets in the envelope.

"Well done Anahita, good work!" She patted her back and looked back at peacefully sleeping Yuvraaj. She strolled near him and bending a little she snapped her fingers before his eyes, fortunately enough he didn't react.

She smirked, kneeling down beside him, propping her arms near him and cupped her face, "Look at this face, how innocent. Who will say this devilishly sexy face hides a monster behind it?"

"Tch tch tch poor husband, how much you wanted to go for the honeymoon right? But baby, tickets are WHOOSH, how will you go now? Ha!" She talked, animatedly.

"I've told you, don't mess with me but no, you have to do it all the time. Like fighting with me is your oxygen but guess what husband dearest, your wife is smart." She finished her immature banter and got up, sighing.

"Now sleep peacefully because I am sure after tomorrow your nights are going to be sleepless." She turned back but a sudden pull made her startle and she shrieked. Within seconds, she got flipped over Yuvraaj and found herself crushed beneath him who was wide awake with a teasing look on his face. Anahita widened her eyes as she noticed how close he was and he'd gripped her wrist in his hand firmly, keeping another hand near her face.

"You..you are awake?" Her voice surpassed all the boundaries of surprises.

"Mmhmm.." Yuvraaj responded, noncommittally, making her gulp. Sure of this that he'd probably seen her tearing the tickets but wait did that matter now?? No right!

She managed to grin, "Whatever! I've torn the tickets, so, by no chance, we are going tomorrow."

Yuvraaj stared at her, adorably and blew her hair from her forehead, making her shiver. Anahita started wriggling, feeling the unfamiliar sensations again.

"Get off me, you are so heavy." She cringed.

"Tearing the tickets doesn't certifies that you can escape from this honeymoon." He kept his chin over hers, subjugating her personal space. His action made both of them so close that Anahita forgot if it was his breathe she was breathing. Their lips were inches apart but Yuvraaj behaved inadvertantly. He toyed with her fingers.

"I've already confirmed the tickets and the tickets that you tore wasn't ours. It was of my last air travel. Knowing you bit to bit, I had hidden them somewhere else."

Anahita visibly sulked and looked at him in hurt. "This is not fair, you traitor!"

She tried to hit his chest once his grip loosened on her hands but Yuvraaj swiftly caught her hands and kissed her wrists.

"Ah ah ah! Not so soon baby. So, I'm really going to sleep because my wife have some crazy fantasies as she's warned me that my nights are going to be sleepless, God knows what she'll do to me?" He winked at her, mischievously and rolled on his side, leaving an irritated Anahita.

"Oh han!" Yuvraaj turned back to her. "I forgot to tell you that yes, you're smart but your husband is smarter."

He fueled her more and with such anger, Anahita gripped his T-shirt and straddled his waist, coming over him. Yuvraaj widened his eyes in shock, sensations ran through his body.

"Why are you not understanding that I don't want to go? Why do you have to be so stubborn, Yuvraaj? Can't you just allow me to be the ruler for once? Why are you doing this to me?" She frustratedly yelled and Yuvraaj pulled her more in him, making her fall flat on his chest. It was then Anahita realised her mistake of straddling his lap and wriggled.

"Don't move." Yuvraaj flared at her and switched their positions, "I have told you several times that don't raise your voice at me. I don't want others to know what goes behind the closed door, understand?"

"But.."

"I am not going to repeat myself again." He kept his finger upon her lips.

Knowing that anger wouldn't work with him and the more she would yell, the more he would dominate, Anahita sighed calming herself down. She had expected him to crawl away but Yuvraaj astrayed his hands to her side and caressed her waist.

"Why don't you cancel it?" She ignored the tingling and murmured looking down directly at his chest, making puppy face.

"I can't." Yuvraaj looked into her eyes tilting her head up.

"Why?" Her eyes pleaded to know the reason and Yuvraaj exhaled, dipping his face in her neck. Anahita closed her eyes, swallowing hard. Her heart drummed in her ribcage. She waited for him to answer.

Yuvraaj began to peck her skin, rubbing her nose in the hollow of her neck. Anahita scowled and start to wriggle, pushing him back gently. "Yuvraaj, answer me."

"I can't because I've got my wife only for five weeks and I want to live with her." With this, Yuvraaj kissed her chin embracing her gaze with his and scrolled back.

Turning to his side, his back faced him. Anahita gawked at him in surprise, his words ringing in her ears repeatedly.

"Good night Anahita and stop staring my back." Yuvraaj's voice boomed in her ears and Anahita immediately closed her eyes, tossing another side.

***

"Nice tattoo!" Yuvraaj remarked, rubbing his scruff as he noticed a patch with stroke of colours in her lower back when Anahita's top rode up a little as she bended to pick up her hairbrush that had fallen on the floor.

As his teasing comment reached her ears, Anahita widened her eyes and quickly got up adjusting her top. She whipped her head at him and taunted, glaring at him, "Why your eyes always roam where they should not?"

She turned back again and brushed her hair elaborately in steps. One stroke. Two strokes. Switch sides. Three strokes. Four strokes. Satisfied with the outcome, she adjusted Bobby pins in her hair and sprayed perfume.

"Why should I miss this stimulating sight? Don't tell me, you got that done for me. Tattoos are my weakness, Mou." He replied cockily, tying up his shoe laces and glanced at her.

"Why do you have to self-centered all the time?" She rolled her eyes, stopping midway while unscrewing the cap of moisturizer and gestured around. "Look around Yuvraaj. This world doesn't revolve around you."

"I don't care about the whole world." Yuvraaj smiled getting up and strolled next to her, "I want your world to revolve around me." He held her one hand in his, knotting their fingers together and slowly manipulated her to look into his eyes.

Anahita, being aware of his advances, stayed on alert, "What are you upto now? Do not try to touch me else I will really shout this time. Being my husband, doesn't give you rights to touch me as and when." She threatened him.

Yuvraaj laughed and pressed his lips together. "It does. I can actually drag you to court for keeping me sexually deprived and law can force you to give in but I won't do it."

He finished and released her hand, making her gawk at him in disbelief.

"Unbelievable. I see no virtue in you to be a compatible partner and I don't know what my dad saw in you. You are a total jerk." She muttered shaking her head.

"Hey, Our opinion matches. I think the same of you." Yuvraaj flashed a grin and avoiding him, Anahita swept her hair on one shoulder, forgetting about moisturizer and picked up her lipstick to apply, "Very well. Now go, I am coming and I won't run."

"I don't trust you. You get done fast, I will wait." Yuvraaj leaned against the mirror and gazed her.

Anahita squinted her eyebrows, "Yuvraaj, my foot is still not cured completely and I am up to no adventure like jumping off the window. So you can chill."

"You don't like me?" Yuvraaj eyed her intently.

Without witnessing him, Anahita snapped. "Nope. Not at all."

"Not even a bit?"

"Not even a particle."

Rolling his eyes, Yuvraaj looked at her slender waist and demanded out of blue. "Show me!"

Anahita held the lipstick midway and darted her eyes at him. "Show you what?"

"The tattoo!" He pronounced, latching his eyes with her, "I want to see what you've got."

His velvety tone and thick texture of his voice stirred up something in Anahita's heart. She hadn't even showed it to her love, Mukund. Yuvraaj was not even in the list. So, Anahita quickly adjusted her top and twisted her lips. "I will not. It is just a fireball."

"A ball?" Yuvraaj's eyes danced in amusement and he smirked, retorting a double entendre. "You've got balls, Mou?"

Judging aptly from his tone, Anahita flashed a fake smile. "Ball. Singular. A fireball tattoo."

Yuvraaj chuckled at her antics and Anahita applied the lipstick, pouting her lips. "One more thing, my name is Anahita. A-N-A-H-I-T-A. Don't call me, Mou or anything."

"Okay, Come here!" Yuvraaj abruptly pulled her to him and she let out a surprised squeal, pausing her hands on his chest, her heartbeats fastened and her eyes transformed into panda ones.

"What....are you doing Yuvraaj?" She shuttered as his hands crawled upon her waist circling it. He pulled her dangerously keeping his eyes latched with her. Anahita sensed his fingertips, hiking up her top a bit and fingering her skinny jeans. A gasp left past her lips.

"Yuvraaj....no....I said. Stay away." She shuddered and squirmed but Yuvraaj held her tight in place. "Shhh...don't move. I won't do anything, trust me." His voice full of honesty and rich with passion.

She didn't want to trust him but her body obeyed and her movements ceased, she gulped when she saw him crouching low on his feet, still looking at her eyes and brushed past her waist.

Anahita forgot to respire as she felt the sudden jerk forward and rested her hands upon his broad shoulders when he practically, hugged her waist.

Her heart came to her mouth and sweat drops dribbled on her forehead outlining her eyebrow arc. Her eyes closed tightly and she unknowingly pressed herself into him.

"It is indeed a fireball." She felt him whispering above the small of her back. His fingertips tracing the awesome ink job and just like that, her top glided back to its place. Yuvraaj stood up on his feet brushing their fronts ever so lightly.

The moment of weakness was gone. It torn Anahita from the desire of succumbing to his touch. Yuvraaj distanced her from him and resumed back to his position, leaning against the dresser.

"What the hell was that?" Anahita gnashed her teeth, glaring him and lifted her hand to do some serious damage on his face but he grabbed both of her hands, calming her down.

"Relax! I wanted to see your tattoo and I just saw that."

"I refrained you." She shouted.

"I know but you can't stop me. Just like you didn't stop me." He challenged, "Or perhaps you're disappointed that I didn't do what you were so eagerly expecting." His lips stretched in a sneer.

Anahita curled her hands down her sides in anger. "You are a per—"

"Don't. Complete. That." He glared her punctuating his words, "I didn't kiss you, I didn't force myself on you. I just saw your tattoo and I see nothing wrong in it, so before you spell that word, better know its meaning."

He walked away to the exit, "I am downstairs. Come fast and don't try to be late because if we miss the flight, i will take train, bus, car, bike, rickshaw, even a bicycle but..we will go."

"Why are you obsessed? Why do you want to go there? I can't understand. I don't want to go, not when you're invading my space here." She was pissed off, done with her makeup and crossed her arms.

"I think I've answered that last night. Haven't I? And about invading space, well I do invade because I believe in conquering." Yuvraaj chipped arrogantly.

"Now come on! Drag your feet down." He clasped her wrist in one hand and dragging their luggage, descended the stairs.

They took their leave after bidding byes and Yuvraaj decided to take his car to the airport and later on, left it there only.