《Once again king's obsession and love》Frustation
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Everyone are whining as if Manik is your husband guys chill pill he is Yuvaraj with many wives he already had slept with them once, Nandini never ever get jealous so cool.. It's just a story and my gutter mind
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When they both woke up it's almost evening, Manik got freshen up, Nandini brought him his medicine along with some snacks "I am not hungry" Manik said making face
"The taste of medicine is making you say it, just have little Hukum, empty stomach medicine is not good combination"
"What will I get if I eat?"
"Anything"
"Are you sure?" Manik raised his eyebrows
"Yes" Nandini blushed
"Ok then, to night we will sleep in vasthamandapam, all climber around nice smell of jasmines, moon light naked you, best combination"
"Openly?" Nandini asked with wide eyes
"Who on the earth dare to look at us? No one is allowed to do so I will pluck their eyes from socket so don't worry will you arrange?"
She blushed and nodded.
Manik kissed her so sensual, and slowly Nandini felt aroused at once
"I can smell you, so sweet smell it's like drug do you know that?"
"Hukum we just had" she remembered
"I will wait till night ok I have some work I will come early." Manik said getting up.
"Be careful Hukum give rest to your hand"
"I will" He this walks out.
Manik came to Hema room, it's small room back of mahal, no one is here to help her, he knocked door, Hema came opened door
"Hukum!!!" She said with gasp and got tears "see Hukum how they kept me here, this all because of your choti wife" she started complaining
Manik took deep breath looked all round, he took place on a flat bed, Hema came to him,
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"Sit down Hema" Manik showed her earth.
Hema took it having no choice. Manik looked at her, no jewellery, no silk cloths only cotton cloths, no shingar, just minimal things, her mangalsutra, sindhoor. Two bangles. Anklets, that's all.
"You are looking best now, those jewellery and all made you plastic and un natural"
"You are bullying me Hukum?"
"No I mean it"
"See I said I am beautiful still you never gave me a look" she said with pride
"You too never let me look at you this natural Hema"
"At last now you know"
"Yes, leave it, why are you here?"
"Because of that orphan Nandini" she gritted her teeth
"What did she do?"
"Because of her you got hurt, how dare she??? She teared your back then she brought some jungles, to treat you? The Yuvaraj? When I stopped she tried to kill me see I got scar because of her"
"But she saved me at last, that matters most"
"Yes but she should know standards, I know that she don't have any class after all" she said sarcastically
"Why did father gave you this harsh punishment?"
"He biased with her"
"But father likes you most"
"The day she entered mahal he started liking her because of his guru"
"Ok So didn't do any wrong?"
"No" she said stubbornly
Manik took deep breath "Who was the one tried to kill Nandini?"
"How will I know?"
"Yes how will you know?, Hema do you know why I hate you so much from starting?"
"I don't know" she said sincerely
"Because of your cunning nature, you don't try to get things you snatch them for you. Like you made yourself pregnant by snatching away my senses from me, if not I would have made you pregnant either way, atleast for heir, but no you have to snatch and it felt so easy for you that you did it again. I so want to kill you then I so want to kill you now but no Nandini is correct, death is easy for you, you need suffering lot of suffering for ages, what do you think I don't know anything? The man who shoot arrow was your guard, how foolish????"
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"Hukum?" She totally drained out in fear
"You tried to kill her, our children if she missed it, it would have been father, do you still think, I will let you breath properly? What did you call my children in front of all in front of father?" Manik is in rage his eyes are bloodshed, body is dangerously near her, she is scared like cat, she just want to run away.
Manik held her arm tight took his Kangar, "what do you think after saying that I will leave you?" He kept it on her throat, started to tear it such a way that only skin is torn not any nerve is damaged she screamed in fear and pain
"You compared my children with bastards? How dare you?" He again cut her cheek, this time she is horrified.
"You are so obsessed with your title as rajkumari and this face na, father took title I will tear this skin, when you heal I will again come to tear it, till lose your life, I will not kill you nor allow you to die," he left her she is crying mess blood is oozing from the cuts. Manik cleaned his Kangar kept back
"Keep turmeric I want it cured by seven days so that I can give you another scar, you called my children ..... god knows how I am controlling to kill you" Manik said with disgust.
"Hukum!!!! Please I beg you forgive me please let me have a doctor please it's burning with pain" she is crying more.
Manik shouted for guards they came "I will kill each and every person of you all, if she get any treatment, no one will help her, and if she dies I will hang you and your family too so be care full" Manik warned and walked away leaving crying Hema.
Manik came back, Nandini who is making Mala of flowers, she smiled looking at Manik then her eyes went to his shirt which had some blood stains, she panicked "Hukum??? What happened are you fine? Did you get hurt?"
"No, parihar" he shouted all ran away
He removed his dress, "just let me have you don't you dare ask me anything come on" he lifted her dress with out giving her any stress and weight he adjusted her position and then entered her, Hema screams and her words of sarcasm are ringing in his ears he felt more frustrated he started going deep and fast Nandini moaned hard, Manik looked at Nandini, her messy hair little sweat made her look sexy he instantly forgot about Hema and started to kiss her while going into her in wolf speed she is enjoying every bit. He filled her after she got released Nandini took deep breath "did I hurt you?" He asked kissing her forehead
"No never" she hugged him
Manik made her sleep on his chest "I am frustrated, angry and hurt"
"May I ask you why?"
"No" Manik said with stern tone and hugged her to himself
Night as Manik asked Nandini arranged, in Vasantha mandapam for them, she made a soft bed, added small diyas, flowers added to bed, she kept some drinks snacks fruits. She got ready with red saree as it's his favourite colour, she added flowers to her hair, she made Manik get freshen up, and eat uninhibited dinner, night both enjoyed lot
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