Chapter 16: Chapter 16

Anahita closed her eyes, sighing as the plane took off. Her flight fear gripped her in steel clutches whereas Yuvraaj was all cool, busy in his iPad. They had boarded the plane and managed to secure the seats beside window. For the first time, Yuvraaj's courtesy kicked him and he offered the window seat to her, sitting beside her on the aisle one.

Announcements were being made by the stewardess. They were strolling around to check whether everyone had tightened the seatbelts and it was making Anahita nervous. She was a proper Indian, comfortable in the dancing trains to travel across the country but planes never went well with her. What if it crashed? What if she died? So many questions flooded in her brains.

She peeked at Yuvraaj through her lashes and hesitated, “Yuvraaj?”

“Hmm..”

“Will you please hold my hand?” She solicited flouncing and he glanced at her, “I won't.”

His eyes darkened and his features constructed. Yuvraaj didn't want to hold her hand because he was afraid, perhaps, he wouldn't ever leave her hand but he knew very well that she would not be with him for ever and he couldn't hurt himself more.

“Why?” She mumbled, still clutching and releasing her fist in fear, the plane was still running on the runaway.

“I am not here for your petty fears. You're grown up, stop leaning on others. Face your fears.” He gave a mini speech and focused on his iPad again.

Anahita clenched her jaw and unable to fight, she tightly clung his arms, shutting her eyes squeezed. She requested, “Please let me hold you. Don't push away, I am afraid.”

Yuvraaj didn't bother to reply and pretended to stay oblivious. Nonetheless, he covered her hand with his and closed his eyes. Gradually, the plane soared up in the air, amidst clouds and Anahita opened her eyes, thankful that she was safe.

Untangling her limbs from Yuvraaj, she straightened herself and gazed at him who was stoically indulged in his iPad.

“Thanks. I am, um, afraid of take off.” She verbalized in gratitude.

“I figured, when you jumped upon me like a kangaroo.” He nodded, uninterested, sparing her a look.

Surprised to an extent, Anahita stared at him for his disinterest. What could've been possibly the reason of his sudden rudeness? Not that he was lovely before but now he had gotten a bit too worse. Perhaps; he had finally chalked out that I won't give up before him. Dominant part of her smirked in glee and she sighed.

Good riddance!

“What are you doing?” She asked noncommittally, after an hour of boredom. A cup of coffee and twenty minutes of retaliation plans to piss him off for his earlier acts, couldn't enchant her.

“Watching porn.” He apprised her without filter much to her horror and went on, “Need a little tutorial on new positions.”

Anahita choked on the coffee she was drinking and coughed. She cringed at the moment, her brain processed his words and she made a face. “Chiii...you are watching it in public? There are people around us. What they will think? Is it the only thing that swings in your head?”

“You're saying as if you hadn't watched any. C'mon, you had a boyfriend. I believe you must've enjoyed phone coital.” He said with a straight face and amended, “Oh, you have a boyfriend.”

“That doesn't mean I could do phone...um...you know what. I haven't and I haven't watched what you're watching.” Anahita retorted looking away and unnecessarily enlightened him as if she were washing off the blame.

“What? Porn! Are you serious?” Yuvraaj asked surprised. “Anyway, don't disturb me.” He focused back on his iPad, titling it away from her, this time.

It was becoming unbearable for Anahita. She looked around to check if anyone was watching them. Every time, the stewardess came near their seat, Anahita gulped in shame. Though she couldn't hear or watch anything but having a man seated beside her who was watching something forbidden in public wasn't tolerable. Anahita was feeling thirsty but she didn't have the nerve to call the stewardess and expose her unapologetic husband.

“Yuvraaj, shut it now. It's been an hour. I think they are looking at us.” Anahita whispered in his ear. Yuvraaj glanced at her impatient, horrified face. Anahita made a puppy face, “Please na.”

Yuvraaj sighed, putting the ipad on his lap. “They don't snoop like you Anahita. Everyone is busy in their own and the only 'people' who's dying to watch it is you.” He thwacked his cocky words, filled in arrogance and she clicked her tongue.

Anahita leaned back on his seat. She was confused, confused about what to be mad about; that he was doing something which was a taboo and if he got caught, they would face huge mortification or the fact that she was worried for him, even after what he did, even after when he treated her like a trash.

One thing true as being said, she hated him but she was not the one completely right here, he also had so much rights as her to hate her because in a way, she had done injustice to him but all he did was tease her, fight with her and still touch her.

A few moment flew up. Anahita was constantly in stress with the disrobing of privacy beside her. Her head was aching. Since Yuvraaj was a quick-to-answer-without-doing-filter guy, she was not quipping anything. She blinked and craned her neck a little to peak on the screen when Yuvraaj shifted in his seat. Her eyes went wide and jaw dropped.

Temple run!

He was playing bloody temple run and he gave her headache. For nothing.

“You liar!” She slapped his arm, “You said you were watching porn but it is temple run. Why did you lie to me? It was all to piss me off?”

“Even though I told you what it was, you still sneaked, bad girl, eh?” Yuvraaj winked at her and shut his iPad. He quoted her words facing her. “Why are you so self-centered anahita? Look around, the world doesn't revolves around you.”

“Ha. Ha. Very funny.”

“No, it was actually lame.” Yuvraaj pinched his nose laughing. “But I've gotten a gift for you. I bet you gonna love it. This will be your farewell gift.”

Whatever he was going to gift her, Anahita was sure as hell that she wouldn't like it even a tiny bit. His face said it all and his unwavering tone was a big telltale.

****

After exhausting 9 hours flight schedule, add on the travel from Naples international airport to millennium gold hotel, Anahita felt that her legs were going to dissipate and her body was going to liquate.

Her sleep laden eyes made it almost hazy for her to look ahead and the trolley bag of hers were not less than a devil's punishment. She slowly uplifted her eyes to glance at gracefully strutting, Yuvraaj ahead of her with his own bag, clouding his eyes with shades. Not a muscle of his body was looking tense whereas she was all spasmodic. He had been walking as a model just right out of the Pg3 magazine.

Sensing everyone's eyes at her, she became sure that her straw hair must be creating a bird's nest. Her face visibly grimaced and pasting her eyes at the ground she followed Yuvraaj inside the hotel.

“Watch!” Yuvraaj warned her as she was about to collide with the bellboy, being too sleepy.

“I can't.” Anahita whined, dropping her luggage on the marbled floor. “My vision is too foggy and I feel tons of weight on my lashes to even blink them. My legs are going to dissipate, I want a bed, right now.” She sniffed, not caring how idiotic and toddler she had behaved and leaned on his shoulder.

“You're saying as if you've been walking all the way from India.” He scoffed, supporting her and helped her in plopping on the couch in waiting area, “Sit here, I'm bringing the keys, alright!”

He waded away without waiting for her answer, well good for her, because she didn't even have the energy to bob her head. Supporting her head on the leatherette couch, she closed her eyes and fell asleep in nano seconds.

Yuvraaj handled the formalities and swivelled the keys at the bellboy with luggage before returning to Anahita. He sighed and his lips twitched in a smile seeing his wife sleeping on the couch like a baby, cocooned in a embryo position.

He slowly shook her, “Anahita. Get up!” The process followed itself two three times and the extremely comatose Anahita refused to reply. So having no other option, he cooed in her ear, “Anahita, get up. We need to go to our room. C'mon, get up.”

Her eyes blinked at the interruption and she slowly rubbed them before gliding her hands around his neck. She murmured in her snooze, “Take me there, I can't feel my legs.”

“Shut up!” Yuvraaj freed himself and pulled her on her feet, “Come with me.” He clasped her hand but before he could drag her, Anahita collapsed on the couch again, shaking her head. Her eyes still closed, “I am good here. I am not going to come. Either take me there in your arms or I am going to sleep here.”

“Fine then sleep here.” He angered and she waved her hand dismissively, crouching her knees near her chest.

Yuvraaj waited for her to move but she didnt. Huffing in defeat, he scooped her up in his arms, letting her head fall over his heart and her arms encircled his neck.

“Anahita Yuvraaj Prakash, you're so gonna pay for this.” He murmured, unaware that she couldn't hear him as she was already asleep. Yuvraaj called the bellboy to open the suite door and placed Anahita on the bed before going to pay the bellboy and locked the suite.

Clapping his eyes on her sleepy figure, he opened the bag and picked out his trousers. He, himself was too exhausted but his saturation level was better than the woman on the bed. Nonetheless, he needed a bath.

Stepping into the shower before striping off his garments, Yuvraaj closed his eyes letting the fresh refined water cascade over his entire back and then forking his fingers through his hair, he shook his head tilting downwards, letting the water trace the outline of his jaw and tip on his chin.

Once contented, he stepped out winding a towel around his waist, dangerously low and grabbed another towel to dry his hair.

His habit of changing clothes in the room didn't get objected as the girl, the only girl in his non existent romantic life, was sleeping. Changing into his casuals, he checked documents and booked tickets for their destination, Sardinia. They'd to take flight from Italy to Olbia Costa Esmeralda Airport, Sardinia the next day.

Stretching his limbs, he ordered soup for both of them and glanced Anahita who was sleeping peacefully. He crouched low, shifting beside her and propped his weight on his elbow.

“What are you doing to me?” He murmured tracing her contours, “Why can't I control myself when you're around? Why can't I keep my hands off you?”

He rubbed his thumb pad over her lower lip and paused to look into her eyes, “You're not for me. I can't bind you to me. You've to go but....” He trailed off, lowering his head and stopped right when his lips lands on her, murmuring on to them “..I want to keep you to me.”

And slowly ever than the lighter, he kissed her, sucking her lip and gripping her neck for less than a minute. His thoughts turned to necrophiliac and he smiled, sucking her lip deep, keeping his eyes fixed on her as he knew that she would throw a fit if she got up and found him this close, breathing in her breathes, sucking her lip.

So, he pulled back exalting her beauty. Presicely, the doorbell rang and Yuvraaj glid out of the bed to approach the door. Their order was ready. Yuvraaj asked the bellboy to place the order on the table and emptied some cash from his Wallet before putting a do not disturb sign on the door.

“Anahita get up! You need to eat something.” He forcefully made her sit and Anahita whined, struggling to fall back but one hard jerk and her sleep flew off the window.

“Drink this now or I will make sure that you don't get any sleep tonight.” He threatened her much to her annoyance. Glaring him, Anahita throated down the whole soup in a go. She realised she didn't have the enough energy to fight back and the jerk before her could really do what he claimed.

“Happy!” She asked sarcastically, wiping her mouth after finishing the large bowl that was filled with chicken and corn soup.

“Very. Now remove your shoes and change your clothes.” He commanded still swigging his soup and Anahita twitches her lips, throwing the boots casually on the ground and covered herself with the comforter, murmuring curses under her breath.

Yuvraaj grinned slightly at her antics and finished his soup. Extremely lethargic, the moment he switched off the, he fell on the bed doing a face plant and instantly fell asleep.

The shrill of her cellphone broke Yuvraaj's sleep. Annoyed much, he groped for Anahita and shook her, “Hey, your phone is ringing. Pick it up.”

Anahita tossed in her sleep and shielded her head in his chest forcefully wrapping his arms around her to slacken the annoying buzzer. “Turn off the alarm, please mom.” She blabbered in her sleep.

Yuvraaj came on top of her to reach for the bedside table where her phone was kept. Without checking the caller ID, he switched it off and laid on her, tugging her head more in him and wrapped his hands around her frame. This time, neither she held herself back from rubbing her nose in his neck nor he curbed his urge to kiss her forehead.