9.3|Aaira • Again|
The Art Of Love ✓
The car halted in front of a luxurious building which was as high as the clouds in the sky. Anay immediately ran into the building to reach his apartment, not caring how much tired he was.
"Dina, how's Aaira?" He asked as soon as the servant opened the door and marched inside.
Dina visibly looked tense. Her old eyes looked a decade older than what he saw just a day before.
"Mr. Anay, she is resting in her room. But something is wrong with her. Last night, I heard her screaming. I opened her bedroom's door with the spare key you provided me. As I entered she said You want to kill her. That just a while ago you were gripping her neck. She was a crying mess."
Anay was shocked as hell. Previously she used to claim about how he seduced her or how he lied to her, but now she claims he wants to kill her.
He entered their room. Careful. She thinks he is a threat to her life. Which means Aaira too can be a threat to his life.
She was idly sitting on the bed, covered in a duvet and looking into the infinity.
"Aaira." His voice startled her.
She looked at him and clutched the duvet. Her eyes already heating up and turning red due to fear.
At that time Anay realised how tired he was. Not because of jet lag, because he was restless.
Whatever problem Aaira had, it was impacting him as well. He needs to find it out or he will get mad just like her.
He sighed. If he moved closer to her she will panic. How cruel fate can be, he can't even calm down his wife because in a mysterious way he is the reason of her fear.
Tears of helplessness moistened his eyes. He wiped them but couldn't hide them from her.
He sat on the couch placed opposite to the bed and kept looking at her.
Aaira felt guilty. But what she could do? Last night it was him who attacked her, who tried to kill her.
Previous night, when Dina entered the room, all of a sudden he disappeared into the thin air, as if he was never present in the room.
It happened all those times when Anay did something unusual and then denied those happenings.
What if he was right all those times?
What if he never did those unusual things, that were out of his character?
He was very unromantic, someone who struggles to express his love.
Maybe all those surprising romantic moments were something else.
Something strange. Something mysterious. Something she doesn't know.
Maybe a hallucination?
"Anay..." She cried out and the very moment he moved to her side, comforting her with his warmth.
She hugged him, feeling safe in his arms.
This man could never hurt her.
"Anay, what's happening with me? I'll get mad. Please, save me."
She was getting mad, to a point where death seems a reward.
"Aaira, we'll do something. I am here for you."
"I am sorry. I trouble you a lot."
"Aye, we are made to trouble each other." He smiled and caressed her hair, kissing her forehead.
"What about your business trip? You told it was a month long."
"I cancelled my trip." His tone clearly told he didn't matter to him. His wife was more important.
"Sorry, because me-"
"You are more important to me than anything else. Understood?"
And she went quiet, feeling his overwhelming love for her.
He pecked her lips, smiling at the way she turned shy all of a sudden.
But before moving forward he first closed the door, because these things are better done behind closed doors, you know. ð
As the door was closed and they had their privacy, he removed his coat. He was taking time with undoing his other clothes, tempting her. Making her restless by every second, looking at him and his... umm whatever.
"Anay, fast!" She whined.
"I haven't even entered inside you, sweetheart." He teased her. And she blushed.
"I am sleeping." That said she laid down and closed her eyes.
Anay smirked and finally joined her on the bed. But Aaira kept her eyes closed, trying to give him a hard time. But Anay didn't waste any more time and removed her pyjamas, making her yelp.
He laughed at her reaction.
"Mr. Anay, is everything alright? I heard Aaira yelp." Dina asked while knocking on the door.
"Everything is alright, Dina. Don't worry." His cheerful tone was enough to make her understand what was going on behind the closed door.
"As you say, sir." Dina smiled and left.
"Anay, this is very bad." She opened her eyes and glared at him.
"Yes, very very very bad." His husky tone and his fingers touching her private part, was intoxicating her.
She moaned out his name as his fingers started their magic. To intensify her pleasure he entered her at the same time without warning.
She moaned out loud, she was sure all the servants heard her.
"You are so evil, Anay." Her tone was breathless.
And he smirked, again.
And this continued till the afternoon.
She was a moaning mess and Anay was her troublemaker in bed.
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The same evening they were having a delicious dinner in their room. Aaira was pretty cheerful, and Anay was keenly observing her. Since the time he has returned nothing changed in her behaviour. She was calm.
Maybe because she had his full attention.
"Aaira, we should consult a psychiatrist." He asked carefully, because he knew this will may be trigger her and it did.
"Why?" The way she asked this was rude.
"For you, I mean, we need to know what's happening with you. That why you are seeing things which never happened."
"But I am not a lunatic." She was seeing this from a very different view, a view which says Anay thinks she is turning lunatic.
"I never said that, sweetheart. But I can't risk your mental health. Try to understand. Visiting a psychiatrist has no harm." He avoided any kind of arguement, he simply manipulated her in a positive way. He continued, "Remember, I love you."
"Yeah, that's the reason you avoid my pregnancy."
And that's where he lost his patience.
"Aaira, this has nothing to do with your pregnancy." His tried to sound calm.
"Why? Maybe it's happening because of my desperation to be a mother. Anay, let's have a baby and everything will be okay."
The way she changed the topic from her mental health to her pregnancy, he knew her strange behaviour has began again and he should not give into her desires. But he needed to handle this with calmness or this will worsen her state.
"Aaira, it can risk our baby's health as well. We need to confirm what exactly is this. What if it restricted your pregnancy?" He was manipulating her with his words.
She was deep in thoughts listening to him.
"Then we'll go to a psychiatrist. But we will start family planning, right?"
"We will, sweetheart." He smiled, a half-hearted smile.
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