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I'm dying tonight. 

With a palpitating heart, I waited for him to open the door as Satan was not letting me go from his rigid grip on my waist. Today is the day I'm digging my grave even deeper. 

If dad saw me with him then the nightmare of him printing my wedding cards will come true. 

This thought made me want to run away from Jack the satan more. As I tried to stride in his grip but his hold became more firm on me. Dad again twisted the knob and I closed my eyes shut like he won't be able to see me if I shut my eyes tightly. With a running heart, I waited for him to come inside and find Jack and me in the same bed. I waited and waited as a few seconds passed but the door was still not open by dad. 

"Kitten are you alright, why is your door locked from inside?" Dad asked in his worried voice as he again knocked on my bedroom door. The uneasiness in his voice is because I never lock my door. I promised him I would never lock my door after that incident of my eighteenth birthday. But this time I breathed in relief as the door was closed from inside. I send my thanks to God as he saved me this time from this devil's evil plan. Dad knocked again and I didn't want to make him worry more so I opened my mouth which had been in a mute mood a few seconds ago. 

"I...I'm totally fine dad. Wait a second I will open the door," I said and looked at the person who was still holding me tightly with a big devilish grin on his face. He was the one who locked the door from inside. He kept me under the false impression of the door being open. He purposely almost gave me a heart attack. Looking at my annoyed face he grinned even big. "You evil man, you purposely made me afraid," I said in my angry voice while trying to move him away from my waist.

"It's your punishment for not telling me in person that you were coming here," he said lazily with a sluggish grin on his face. His words made me look at him with angry furrowed brows. Giving me a heart attack is my punishment God this man. He never lets go of a chance of getting on my nerves. I was almost on the verge of going mad. 

I will deal with him once I talk with dad. 

"Remove your hands from my waist," I said as I tried to move his hand away from my waist. 

"Nope," he said, moving further to grip me more tightly. 

"Are you out of your mind, let me go, dad, is waiting outside of my bedroom door" I said in my annoyed voice. 

"Only if you promise me that from now onwards you tell me in person before going anywhere," he said in his firm voice, making me look at him with a more deep frown. What's with him and his in-person tell? I had no time to waste in negotiations with him. Dad is waiting for me to open the door. 

"Yes I will now let me go," I said in my same annoyed voice. 

"Ok then kiss me and seal our deal," he said in his burly voice making me curl my fingers into a fist. 

If I was not in a hurry my fist had kissed him to seal this stupidly. 

With burning eyes, I bit my lower lip in resentment while looking at his annoying faces. He was about to open his mouth and add something but I quickly pecked his lips before he could. With a little shocked face, he let me go as I agreed to all his demands without any protest. He let me go. Take it as my chance I pushed him down from my bed making him fall on the floor with a thud. He winced in pain. 

"Kitten what that noise. Are you fine?" dad again asked me in his worried voice. It made me look at the closed door and stand up immediately. 

"Yes dad" I yelled while fixing my camisole straps on my shoulder properly. "Get out of here before I come back," I said in my angry voice and ran to the door to open it. I opened the door to meet with Dad's frowning face. 

"What took you so long to open the door," he asked as I kept standing, blocking his view from inside. I turned my face to look if he had got out but he was still there. 

"N---nothing, I was j---just preparing some s---stuff for tomorrow. You know it's the big day and I'm l---little nervous about it" I said, in my shuttering voice still blocking his view of my bedroom. 

"Yes, tomorrow is a big day and I came to talk about it with you. Let's go inside" dad said with a small smile on his face still trying to look inside by getting suspicious of me blocking his view. 

"W---why inside. We can't go inside" I said as I didn't want him to find out I was hiding Satan himself inside my bedroom. 

"Why can't we go inside, is there a problem," dad asked in his suspicious voice. 

"Yes six feet tall one" I mumbled under my breath. 

"What," dad asked again in his suspicious voice. 

"My room is a mess so we should talk here," I said while trying to convince him. 

"I don't have a problem with it. My half-life went into cleaning your messy room so it's not anything new. Let's go in" he said while moving me away from his path and getting inside the room. 

I shut the door and put my forehead on it while closing my eyes tightly. I braced myself for the worst. But a few seconds past I didn't hear anything. I opened my eyes and turned to look. I moved my eyes all around in my room to find him but he was nowhere to be found. I breathe in relief. 

Where is he? 

You should not be worried about it now. 

Be thankful that at last, he was able to hide. 

"Kitten why are you still standing there come here so we can talk," dad said while patting the side beside him on the bed. I swallowed hard and went to sit beside him with a small nervous smile on my face. "I know tomorrow is a big day for you and you need rest before so I won't take much time of yours," dad said in his calm while taking my hands in his.

"Dad," I said as he was trying to say his presence was bothering me. He smiled listening to my whine. 

"I dreamed of the day that you will join the company willingly and tomorrow my dream is going to come true. I'm so proud of you. If your mom was present here today she must have been so proud of you too. Well, I know she is. All people who love you are looking down on you from heaven wishing for better things for you" dad said while patting my cheek lightly as I smiled back at him. I nodded my head in understanding. He looked at me lovely while making my heart swell with the love he has for me. Dad was the only person in my life who understood me the most. 

"Just remember if you face any kind of problem we all are here to help you," dad said as I hugged him while resting my head on his chest with a big smile on my face. 

"I know," I said in my small happy voice with a smile on my face. He hugged me tightly back making me feel secure in his embrace. I knew I can come back anytime if I feel defeated and he will shield me no matter what. Letting me go from his warm hug, he handed me a mug making me look at him. 

"I bought hot chocolate for you as you didn't eat much at dinner, drink this, and sleep well," he said with a smile on his face. In all this, I didn't even notice he had a hot-chocolate mug in his hand. I smiled sweetly at him. 

"I will," I said with a smile and started blowing the steam away from the rim. Kissing my forehead he stood up to go. I kept looking at his back while sipping on the hot chocolate. 

"I was thinking on my way I will give Jack hot chocolate too," dad said, stopping suddenly while turning around to look at me. His words made me burn my tongue by sipping hot chocolate. I swallowed the hot liquid in one go. If he goes into Jack's room to give him hot chocolate he will find out that he is not in his room. Then he will get more suspicious about my behavior and everything. This increased my anxiety. 

"Dad," I said while still soothing my burnt tongue. 

"He doesn't like hot chocolate" I blurted out in a hurry as he was almost at the door. I heard a groan of protest coming from behind the long curtain of my windows. So the always hungry monster is hiding behind the curtain. Wasn't he able to find a better place to hide? Dad turned and looked at me. 

"But I certainly remember that he likes hot chocolate" dad said while looking at me with furrowed brows. 

"Well he used to like it but now he doesn't," I said while flashing him a convincing smile. He looked at me suspiciously. 

"How do you know that," he asked as he knew how much I don't like Jack then how I know his likes and dislikes. 

"I---just know I heard aunty Sam saying it" I blurted out with a sheepish nervous smile on my face. 

"Ok I won't take a hot chocolate for him," dad said, making me look at him with a relieved smile on my face. 

"So let's ask him if he likes it or not. Jack, come out of the curtains and tell us if you like hot chocolate or not" dad said, making the mug almost slip out of my hands. I gasped in horror while looking at him with wide shocked eyes. Jack stepped out from behind the curtain while flashing his sheepish smile to dad. He looked at my shocked face and grinned.

"Yes I do," he said shamelessly with a smile on his face making me facepalm my forehead. 

"Now we know he likes it so you should share your hot-chocolate with him and don't forget to rest," dad said with an amused smile on his face. His words had a double meaning to it and it made my cheeks burn red. 

"Dad!" I exclaimed in annoyance with a burning face. He moved his head in amusement while turning to leave the room, not before mumbling "kids this day" in his amused voice. Biting my lower lip in anger I kept looking at his retiring back. 

He closed the door not before flashing me a knowing smile. My face was hotter than hot chocolate that burned my tongue. My nightmare of him printing my wedding cards is going to come true and all of this is happening because of Jack the cocky Miller. I kept the mug on the nightstand and looked at Satan with angry narrowed eyes. He was looking at me with an innocent smile on his face. 

"You are so dead today," I said in my angry voice while trying to find something to beat him. Listening to my angry words his eyes widened a bit but soon it was covered with a grin it made me more furiously find something to beat him. Not getting anything I grabbed the pillow and threw it on him. But that bitch avoided it successfully which made me even madder. Taking the pillow in my hand I started running in his direction which caused him to run. Now we were running in a circle around my bed. 

"What did I do, cupcake," he said innocently while running. What did he do? How the hell can he ask me this? He fucking gave my dad a reason to nag at for a grandchild. 

"I will tell you what you did once you come in my hands," I said while grinding my teeth as my fingers were aching to grip his throat. I picked another pillow to throw at him. Like this, I threw almost all the pillows off my bed, some hit him and some missed him. "Everythings in my life is getting upside down and the only sole reason for it is you. Why did you come here to make my life harder?" I yelled in my angry, annoyed voice while trying to chase him. I was trying to get his hold when my upper thigh smacked on the corner of my bed. It made me wince in pain while making the last pillow fall from my hand. 

"Ouch" I cried in my anguish voice while making him immediately stop running and come to me. He bent on his knees and started looking at the red mark appearing on my thigh. I hit my thigh hard and it was the pain now. 

"Let me see it," he said in his uptight voice when I tried to get my leg away from him. But he took firm hold of my leg and started examining it. I looked at him with a pained face as he didn't let go of my leg from his hold. His callous fingers traced the line on the bright red mark on my pale skin. As he traced the line on my bare sore skin, it passed a different feeling inside me. 

This running emotion inside me was mixed with so many things I couldn't put a finger on it to point it out. But one emotion was at the peak and it was fear. Fear of losing myself in the battle of the hate war. My breath quickened as I felt his warm breath on my bruised skin. He was still stroking my skin like taking away the pain and I don't understand how it was even working. The power of understanding inside me was fading with each stock of his callous fingers as the pain became less replacing it with a tingling sensation. It made me curl my fingers and close my eyes tightly. My breath jagged as I felt his wet lips on my bruise skin. 

The fear of losing which I was feeling inside me reached the next level as he continued kissing my bruised skin and moving further up. I couldn't bear the intensity of this emotion and pulled my leg away from his torturing lips. 

What is he doing to me? Why he is making me feel the things from which I'm running. 

He looked at me with angry hooded eyes not liking my action. 

"Don't do that let me see it," he said in his dominating voice as I didn't let him see it when he moved his hand to take hold of my leg. I could see the concern in his eyes but I didn't want to believe my eyes. 

Why should I trust him? Didn't he always have fun hurting me? Maybe by showing his fake concern he wants to hurt me more.

With this raging thought inside me, I glared at him as he wanted to play with me again.  

"Stop showing your fake concern? Stop pretending as if you care because we both know in the end you only want to see my pain and get pleasure out of it." I said in my anger as he was looking at the red mark on my thigh with a clenched jaw. After making my life hard he thinks I will let him come near me because he showed me his bogus concern. 

I won't get caught in his trap this time. I just want him to stop confusing me so much sometimes he says one and does something that I never expected from him. Just like now, he is showing me his fake concern trying to break my protecting barrier to ruin me. He never let go of a single chance of bringing a storm to distort everything in my being. I don't want to let him near me just to shatter me. 

Listening to my words he let go of my leg and moved his angry light brown orbs to my face with a clenched jaw. He kept looking at me with his angry orbs. It made something tick inside me but I stood my ground. He stood up with a hard look on his face and the next thing I knew he pushed me on the bed making me lie flat on my back. I gasped at his sudden action. I glared at him with angry wide eyes as he started opening the buttons of his black shirt while looking straight at me. His hard gaze somehow was pinning me to my place. 

"W---what are you doing," I tried to say in my firm voice to him but it came out as stammer as he was now opening the last few remaining buttons of his shirt. He still didn't say anything and removed his shirt and threw it somewhere in the room revealing his bare body to me. 

His dark angry hooded eyes moved all over my body; they lingered on the red mark on my thigh for a few seconds, making me shiver. His changed demeanor made my heart leap with more fear. I tried to get out of bed when he started climbing up the bed without uttering a single word. But before I could run away he caught my upper arm pulling me back to make me lie back on my back. He looked straight in my eyes with his piercing mad look in his dark orbs. 

"I'm going to get my pleasure exactly as you said by giving pain to you," he said in his anger dominating voice making a gasp of horror leave my mouth. Before another protest voice could come out of my mouth he smashed his lips on mine. 

He kissed me hard. I moved my hands and pushed his hard body away from me but my push didn't have an effect on his heavy body. He didn't budge from his place; instead, he took my protesting hands and pinned them on either side of my head while kissing me more roughly. He silenced all my protesting voices with his dominating mouth. I kept my lips tightly closed, not letting him dominate me but a gasp of agony left my mouth when he pinched my bruised sore skin off the thigh. It let him invade his tongue inside my mouth and torture more as he kept pinching my sore skin increasing the throbing pain. It made warm tears to pull at the corner of my eyes as he dominantly kept kissing me. Showing me his anger with each rough lip movement on my trembling one. 

My hands moved furiously in his hold to get them free but he made his hold tight stopping my revolt. He moved his lips down letting me greedily gasp for air to fill my lungs. I swallowed a shaky deep breath as he bit me on my neck with his sharp teeth. A whimper left my mouth when he was aging biting further down on my neck drawing almost blood out of my pale skin. 

"Get off me" I tried to yell in my strong voice while still trying to fill my lungs with air. Instead of letting me go he again brought his lips to mine bruised one and bit my lower lip drawing blood out of it. Everything was happening too fast. His beast was taking pleasure out of my pain by continuously persecuting me. I couldn't take this anymore with all my strength. I made my right hand free from his tight grip and pushed him while slapping him hard in his face. 

It made his face move to the other side filling the room with the loud noise of slap. My palm started to throb at the intensity of the hit. With glass angry eyes I glared at him not allowing my tears to slip. With angry hard burning eyes, he looked at me making me inwardly swallow hard. My angry stare involuntary moved to his lips. His lips were bruised too with little blood at the corner. His jaw set and he kept looking at me with wild burning eyes. I moved my face to the other side as I couldn't bear looking at scorching eyes. 

He let go of my hand from his hold and stood up with a murderous look on his face. He grabbed his shirt and left the room not before smashing a flower pot on the floor on his way to show me his anger. He closed the room door with a loud thud. When he was gone I curled my body as a single warm tear escaped from the corner of my left eye. Today was the day he proved he gets immense pleasure by giving me pain. Today was the day he showed me his beast which was restless to get satisfaction from my cries. Another warm tear slipped from the corner of my left eye.  

With this heavy feeling of hate for him, I closed my eyes while silently sobbing to sleep. The next day I woke up with the same feeling of pain and fear inside me. It somehow was making me feel agitated inside. After taking a shower and dressing in trousers and shirt I went down while letting my hair down. He was nowhere and it was good as I didn't want to see his face. Dad didn't ask me anything at breakfast and it was another good thing about my morning. 

But this feeling of agitation inside me was still at peck spreading bad feelings inside me. I didn't want to ruin my first day at the office by seeing his face. I went to the office with dad. Uncle Richard was already present there to introduce me as the new co-CEO of the company. All the board members congratulated me and my formal introduction to them went on for a few hours with them discussing share and current situations of our company. 

I could feel from their conversation they were trying to test me but from their pleased smile at the end of our conversation, they knew my caliber. My introductory meeting was about to end but he was nowhere to be found and the person I was waiting to meet was too nowhere to be found. Uncle Richard and dad were talking with some investors when I went near them. They gave me a polite smile acknowledging my presence. 

"Where is our co CEO Mr. Miller," one of our investors asked uncle Richard. "Jack is busy with meeting with our foreign investors," uncle Richard said with a smile which made the investor nod his head in understanding. So there he is. 

"Gentlemen I will take my leave to go to my office to take charge of it," I said while making them smile at me and nod in appreciation. As dad had already given me the direction I went to the twenty-seven floor and opened the second door as soon as I opened the door my eyes widened looking at the scene in front of my eyes. The woman with all beautiful looks in her was standing so close to Jack with a smile on her face. 

He was sipping on his coffee while she was fixing his tie while laughing at something. I instantly knew who she was. Looking at their closeness while he was laughing with her, my grip became rigid on the handle of the door. 

So this is where he's meeting with foreign delicate is going one. 

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