8 ~ The Love Bites

Gulaab POV

Unknown to my situation. That was the best thing that could describe my situation perfectly. My lashes felt so heavy to push up and I almost cried in pain when I try to move my neck. My head felt heavy and I try to open my eyes.

My hand was resting on someone's naked back and so do my head. I straightened my neck and forced my lashes to open properly. The sight was slightly blurred in front of me and I noticed my hands. I didn't have bangles, rings or anything in my hand. I looked beside me and the sight made the rug swept through my feet.

It was the sultan lying half-naked weighing on his chest and facing another direction. Suddenly, I felt the shoulder of my blouse going low. My blouse felt loose and I instantly felt scared.

Oh My God!

Tears started to erupt in my eyes when I noticed myself properly. No jewelry at all. Loose hair strands, no nosering, earrings, bangles nothing as if someone removed them. A tear fell from my eyes when I see what has happened to the bed. There were flower petals scattered all over and the fabric seemed almost crushed as if we both had done it...

It was still not morning as the room was filled with darkness. The light was low as compared to last night the much I could remember. Trying to catch on to my memory I realized that I didn't remember anything properly. There were slight visions of Sultan lying over me, then myself hugging him and then he picked me up in his arms and made me lie over the bed. I couldn't remember anything else.

My heartbeat didn't increase but denied coming back. I felt as if someone has pierced my heart and soul badly. I tried to look for my dupatta and pushed the comforter away. My fingers trembled to hold and I cried in silence. I stood up from the bed and parting the curtains trying to find my dupatta.

I didn't know what has happened last night and why didn't I remember anything. How come my head was hurting like this and just when I parted the curtains and walked a little in the room I realised what a mess it was. My dupatta was on the ground and I quickly picked it up. My bangles, anklets, rings, everything was scattered on the floor.

I couldn't believe it. I didn't know and realized how harsh he went or maybe I enjoyed with him. The thought just made me cry even more. How could I be so easy that I slept with my enemy and that too on the first night but the main problem was why didn't I remember anything?

I collapsed on the floor trying to hide the voice of my cries. How could he do it? and the question was hitting my brain again and again. Why didn't I remember anything of last night?

I stood up from there and sat back on the bed. Feeling my movement, he turned in his sound sleep. He opened his arms wide, eyes still closed and my eyes just noticed something more. He had some sort of marks on his neck and chest. There was a mark of teeth too. Noticing his bare chest properly in the slight dark yellow light. My sight fell on the Kajal on his chest just below his neck.

My fingers trembled as I couldn't believe that I made those marks and I bite him like that. I tried to remember again but I couldn't remember anything other than those few moments. To be honest, I scared and frightened to hell. I didn't know what he does to me and what has happened between us last night. I never thought I would be ever sleeping with him. He was the one who wanted to kill my brother. How could I spend the night with him?

I raked my finger on the teeth mark he had on his chest washing my tears away. I didn't know if he forces himself on me or I agreed to all this. It was not possible that I made those marks in anger and then there was a vision of me begging him continuously erupting my thoughts.

My fingers moved on the mark and he took a deep breath. I shivered almost and looked at his eyes which were now open and darted over mine.

"Begum... Are you okay?" He said holding my hand and it just confirmed my doubt.

"What happened last night?" I asked with a husky voice and almost scared with the answer.

"What?" He asked almost straightening himself and sitting against the pillows.

"I don't remember anything. Please tell me someone else made all those marks on your chest" I said and a tear slipped my eyes.

"No, It was you," He said cupping my cheek and feathering a little, continued. "It was you who climbed over me, who sits over me, who sucked on my neck, chest and bite me like a wild cat." He came closer and leaned into my ear.

"And I really liked it. I really want to spend all my nights like this." I closed my eyes in submission as his hot voice went through my ears. My heartbeat slowed down and for a moment, I felt mesmerized.

He feathered his finger again on my cheek and I came back to senses.

"But, I don't remember anything," I said and one more tear slipped through my eyes.

"Leave that! We need to meet a few people today and I want you to look perfect" He said not looking at me.

My eyebrows knitted and I didn't know what he means by 'Perfect'. Nobody ever said that I am not perfect. I was born perfect.

"Go, get ready, and then meet me... Begum" He said and threw the comforter away from his legs and parted the curtains aside.

He quickly parted the curtains aside and my sight was fixed on half-naked him roaming in the room finding something. He picked something from the floor and my sight again fell on those marks again. There was no chance that anything has not happened between us.

He moved to the chandeliers and lightened the lamps. The room again filled with the good brightness and soon he went from there disappearing himself towards the hammam.

I just couldn't stop my tears. I lied back on the bed and all my anger came out on the flower petals and the pillow on which he was sleeping sometimes ago. I tore the pillow and the feathers covered the bed. I didn't know how the hell it all happened.

I tried to calm myself as I couldn't erase what has already happened rather I needed to focus on Vishakha. He was planning something against my brother and I needed to know what was he planning.

I stood up from the bed and looked around the bed. My jewelry was still scattered and I thought of picking it up as I didn't want anyone to know about what happened between us. He entered the room wrapping a cloth around his waist and disappeared into one of the doors.

But before he could get inside, I asked.

"Where are my belongings?"

"Here," He said signaling towards the same door he was entering. I waited till he comes out.

He came out after wearing a maroon-colored plain kurta and lower and holding a dress of blue color in hand. He placed it on the bed in front of me and signaled me to move. He got ready and I saw him getting ready for something else too. He walked to the other side of the room and placed a carpet on the floor. He sat on his knees and started praying.

I also stood up from the bed as I didn't want to disturb him. I took my clothes from the bed and I went to my hammam. My Hammam was something similar to his but quite small compared to the size. I removed my clothes and walked inside the Hammam not before tying my heavy hair in a bun, I didn't feel any change in my body. I have heard that after consummation there were slight soreness and pain in the body but I wasn't feeling anything.

I diverted my mind to the bath and took the bath quickly. I dried my body with the towel alone in the hammam and came out wearing my Lehnga of peacock color. It had a dark royal blue color base and there were borders of green and dark pink exactly like a peacock. It was beautiful. I wore it and placed the dupatta on my head.

I walked back to the chamber and saw him sitting on the bed. He had the basket of fruits in hand and I felt him on the mission of finishing it. I ignored him and walked to the other door. I opened it and stepped inside. It was a huge room just a little smaller than the bedroom. It also had a maroon floor and a round roof.

I walked a little and then my sight fell on something like hangers. There were clothes and clothes only. My right side was filled with the trail of his clothes and my left side filled with the lady's dresses. There was a huge mirror in front and a big couch in front of it. I walked towards it and my sight fell on the craved wooden boxes. There were uncountable wooden boxes there and I couldn't stop myself from opening them. It had one breathtaking necklace and I touched the one. It was beautiful, heavy, and made of white diamonds. It had a dark blue big stone in between that just enhanced its beauty.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was clean, only wearing Lehnga. I turned all of a sudden as I realized him entering the room. He walked towards me and stood behind me. I could still see the mark on his neck and I didn't know what exactly has happened between us.

"Begum..." He said.

I didn't know why I always found his voice mesmerizing. My sight just stuck on his lips which I could see through the mirror when he continued.

"We need to meet my stepmother and I want to do something with you before that." He said.

"What?" I asked curiously.

He placed both of his hands on my shoulder and to be honest, I shivered slightly. His fingers were long and so do his palm. I was quite smaller than him. I could only reach his shoulder. He leaned into my neck and forced a little weight of him on me. My hand rested on the couch's edge which was in front of me. I horrified and my heartbeat raced.

He leaned into my neck, and his hands moved from my shoulder to my hands. He gripped both of my hands and I just went out of the world. I saw him sucking on the side of my neck, he deepened, my mouth hung open. He turned a little harsh and my lashes forced closed. I felt his lips on my skin, I felt his tongue dancing on that particular part and I felt the warmness of his assault.

I cried a little when I felt his teeth. Water collected in the corner of my eyes as it was the first time I felt something like this. I had always seen the marks of my friends in my palace. He moved a little backward on my nape. He did the same again and It drove me crazy. My knees weakened and I didn't know the reason behind it.

Then, he did something that I didn't expect. He placed a small kiss on the place where he made those marks and I lifted my gaze to him.

He turned instantly and tried to walk away. But, before he could I held his hand and stopped him.