"Where the Dot. Dot. Dot. Dot is my partner?", Taapur thought as she stood still in the centre of the stage.

Standing on the stage, Taapur prepared to leave but soon she heard the sound of firm footsteps. All Lights were dim and she was unable not able to see the person.

However, the strong scent of masculinity hit her with the strange hint of alcohol mixed with his sweat.

Taapur was rooted to her place and she didn't know why but she thought of him for a second. 

"It must be him", Taapur knew who that person who stood close to her was at the center of the stage but she ignored his presence at that time.

And started to move out of the stage but the next words of him made her stop from going away. 

"Where do you think you are going?", Abhimanyu asked her in a low voice but she heard it properly and she squirmed again because of his cold thick voice.

Her heart and mind were right about him and a jolt of shivering ran into her system. She didn't dare to face him. She was shy and panicked at the same time.

Panicked because of Abhimanyu's cold presence with her, at the stage but shy? It was out of her mind also.

Taapur felt his hands grab her hands and she froze for a moment. She gasped when she found him getting close to her.

The lights were too dull to see his face. The whole soft lights were highlighting only on her. 

No one was able to see his face and his broad shoulder was facing the crowd. His close presence was making her nervous she softly placed her hands on his chest to stop him from coming closer to him but felt an electric shock run through her body. 

"Why are you here?", Taapur whispered only to him to hear but as usual his mouth didn't form a word.

"You! Mewling squirrel", Abhimanyu said in his cold tone and her mouth was wide open at his words.

"Not a word", Abhimanyu spoke in an authoritative tone and pulled her towards him. Her mouth was wide open and she looked around the surroundings and found every eye was at them. 

Gulping down the nervousness, Taapur tried to stand a little bit away from him but his rough hands pressed her back, stopping her from going away from the stage.

She didn't feel good at all in his presence. His overpowering dominating presence was suffocating her.

Taapur wanted to run away from him but his low growl erupted in his chest and he yanked her towards him. Her hands landed on his wide chest.

The continuous biting of her lips distracted him from his aim but he narrowed his eyes dangerously when he saw her glaring murderously at him. 

Suddenly musical instruments started to play and Abhimanyu held Taapur's hands in his and other hands were on her waist.

Both stared deeply into each other eyes. Their breathing was fast and short. Both looked away immediately but his tall figure was making it difficult for her to stand properly. 

Taapur understood his concerns that her partner didn't appear for the dance which was why he took the place of her partner.

Again, the music changed suddenly and her breathing labored because of his touches and his two shining eyes which were glued on her. 

His touches send cooling sensations all over her body but a wave of heat in her core. Her heart was running wildly.

She clenched her thighs for the new unknown sensation which was making her discomfort in her lower area. 

His hot breathing fanned her forehead and she realised how close he was. Her hands shot up to his wide chest and tried to push him but he wasn't even budging from his place.

He got even closer almost touching her. Panic struck in her system and she hit his chest and got a dark chuckle from him. 

"Listen here you little Candy. I don't want to hear any bad words about today's function", Abhimanyu's face neared her ear.

His beard touched her skin and she closed her eyes in fear. Fear of his eyes and just flow with him, sync her legs at the beats of the song, and move with him.

The way her long, silky hair was flowing with the beats of music and matching the steps with them, evoked a desire to feel her, touch her.

He was controlling his urges. He lost himself in the pool of desire and marked her smooth slender neck with his teeth. She yelped and jumped out in fear but he held her body in his hold tightly.

Taapur felt a cool soothing on her neck and gasped when her mind hit her that he was peppering kisses on her neck.

Taapur was about to scream but again he cut her off.

"If you don't want me to do something wrong here with you, in front of the whole family then Just follow my leads", Abhimanyu spoke in a commanding tone and moved intentionally closer to her.

His tall masculine shoulder was towering over her petite frame and hiding her from the crowd. He covered the mark with her hairlocks and stroked her cheeks with his thumbs.

Her teary wet eyes were adorning her red nose and puffy cheeks. 

"It hurts", Taapur cleared her throat and glared at him but again his blank gaze sent chills to her and he arched his eyebrows at her in an asking manner to continue whatever she was saying a few seconds ago but she chose to shut her mouth.

She was baffled at his behavior. At one time he behaved like a grumpy wild boar and another time he turned into a black Mamba, ready to swallow her.

It was written clearly on her face how much in dazed she was. His breathing was echoing on her face. 

The songs ended and he left her alone at the stage with puffy eyes and a little pout.

Without wasting any second there Abhimanyu marched inside his royal chamber. 

Inside the king's chamber, A Loud cracking sound of a mirror was showing how pissed he was.

Abhimanyu broke the mirror with his fist. The shattered small pieces of glass pierced his skin and blood dripped down from his hands. 

Abhimanyu was standing in the darkness and staring at his reflection in the scattered pieces of mirror. 

Abhimanyu cursed himself for losing his patience in front of everyone and did what he never wanted to do. 

Now he wanted her and he would have her either by hook or by crook. He laughed manically ran his bloodied hands in his hair and hissed slightly.

Abhimanyu looked at his bleeding hands and chuckled remembering how fucking beautiful she was looking while dancing with him.

Her brown wavy locks, small button nose, chubby cheeks, and plumpy body. A completely jaw-dropping beauty for him.

The girl was small in front of his tall, wide figure. She was hardly reaching his shoulder but again her body was a different story for him.

She was exquisite.

She was a rose.

A rose and he was the thorns. She was like a quest that he wanted to conquer.

He wanted to possess her.

A slave of his Desires.

A bird of His Cage.

An Enchantress Of his Heart.  

He couldn't control his enraged heart whenever he found males around her.

He was the 'King', the great Alpha male of the second generation who wasn't able to understand a little Candy. He didn't know how to deal with that plump tiny girl.

He always got what he wanted and now his mind wanted her.

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