Bab 5: Knock before entering your room.

The room is dark like his soul.

stepping inside the room is just like a dark cave.⁰ It is shrouded in darkness, with a reflection of the occupant's somber and brooding soul. Every surface, every piece of furniture, seemed to be drenched in the deepest shade of black as it is absorbing the every essence of his melancholic spirit.

My eyes roamed around walls they are painted in a matte obsidian hue, creating an air of mystery and introspection. the black curtains draped from the inside blocking out the vibrant light of the outside world from windows, mirroring the isolation and introspection that resided within. The furniture was sleek and modern in design, upholstered in midnight black leather, exuding a sense of austerity and elegance.

Even the artwork on the walls, though subtle, was a study on the darkness, with hauntingly beautiful and enigmatic images capturing the depths of the human experience.

Every corner held a mystery, every whisper echoed with a sense of despair. The darkness was palpable, leaving an indelible mark on my senses. At that moment, I couldn't help but wonder what secrets this room held, just like the darkness that consumed within its inhabitant.

searching for lights switch, the air inside was heavy, a suffocating shroud, making it difficult to even breathe. I signed in relief when found a switch of the lights. still the room spoke volumes, where the absence of color seemed to invite introspection and reflection, revealing a soul consumed by shadows, seeking solace in the embrace of darkness.

I desperately need to change the interior of the room, now I Can't do anything. my eyes seeking to find a walk-in closet, It was in the left corner of the room. I opened the dressing room,

everything is black. except for a few outfits, which was hanging. I started flipping and tossing every outfit from the shelves and racks of wardrobe cabins finding some thing comfortable to wear.

I found nothing comfortable to wear,

maybe I should go and ask for some clothes from Divya, we have similar frames. when my eyes scanned around, the clothes are scattered around. this is not my concern, at least for not now. I made my way toward the door, after opening the door. I find three ways,

where should I go, straight, right, or left? If I go to left It will take me towards the stairs.

after searching for ten minutes in the floor, from three sides. I walked back to the room. there is no one around to even enquire, pulling the door I entered the room. I will call My mother-in-law, It clicked me I had never asked for her contact, Just great. should I call and ask for Meera's contact number from Mrs. Bhatia? At this hour, No. I kept my mobile aside and sat on the bed.

I started to play with the long diamond chain,should I at least remove the ornaments, heaving a quick breath. moved into the dressing room. There is a stool in front of mirror, slowly started to take off one by one, "what the heck had you done?" Akash yelled. "can't you see?" he rolled his eyes. "don't you have basic manners to knock on the door when you enter someone's room?" I try to shift the topic. "No way in hell. I will knock the door to enter into my room." I rolled my eyes while trying to free my hair from the ornaments.

" please knock before entering your room, From now on I'm sharing your room with you." once I am over and done with my mission, I will throw a divorce papers on his face. "I don't care." His reflection is moving towards me in the mirror in front of me. when he extended his hand, I shift my head before even he touch my hair. "I can slap you again if you even dare to touch my hair. stay in your limits It's better for you."his prominent black eyes instantly snapped toward me.

"You don't like if I behave kind and gentle." he yanked my Hair back, to face him. "Akash leave my hair." Its hold is getting stronger on my Hair, forcing me to lean backward, his other hand sneaked on my waist and pulled me up and caged me with his both hands leaving my hair.

"About staying in limits, your mine. I own your body, soul, mind, when I made you mine."his hot breath fell on my side neck I raised my shoulder feeling shiver and he closed his eyes inhaling my Jasmine flowers on my hair, while holding my waist firmly. I tried to remove his hold on my waist with my both hands, but his grip is getting stronger on my waist.

I scratched his back plam with my sharp and long nails deeply, he grabbed my forearm and turned me around to see him. I fisted the collar of his dress with my both arms to keep little distance, "your fistey and cute." He pulled me into him by my waist.

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