Bride of Sultan ~ The Bleeding Rose

8 ~ The Love Bites

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Gulaab POV

Unknown to my situation. That was the best thing that could describe my situation perfectly. My lashes felt so heavy to push up and I almost cried in pain when I try to move my neck. My head felt heavy and I try to open my eyes.

My hand was resting on someone's naked back and so do my head. I straightened my neck and forced my lashes to open properly. The sight was slightly blurred in front of me and I noticed my hands. I didn't have bangles, rings or anything in my hand. I looked beside me and the sight made the rug swept through my feet.

It was the sultan lying half-naked weighing on his chest and facing another direction. Suddenly, I felt the shoulder of my blouse going low. My blouse felt loose and I instantly felt scared.

Oh My God!

Tears started to erupt in my eyes when I noticed myself properly. No jewelry at all. Loose hair strands, no nosering, earrings, bangles nothing as if someone removed them. A tear fell from my eyes when I see what has happened to the bed. There were flower petals scattered all over and the fabric seemed almost crushed as if we both had done it...

It was still not morning as the room was filled with darkness. The light was low as compared to last night the much I could remember. Trying to catch on to my memory I realized that I didn't remember anything properly. There were slight visions of Sultan lying over me, then myself hugging him and then he picked me up in his arms and made me lie over the bed. I couldn't remember anything else.

My heartbeat didn't increase but denied coming back. I felt as if someone has pierced my heart and soul badly. I tried to look for my dupatta and pushed the comforter away. My fingers trembled to hold and I cried in silence. I stood up from the bed and parting the curtains trying to find my dupatta.

I didn't know what has happened last night and why didn't I remember anything. How come my head was hurting like this and just when I parted the curtains and walked a little in the room I realised what a mess it was. My dupatta was on the ground and I quickly picked it up. My bangles, anklets, rings, everything was scattered on the floor.

I couldn't believe it. I didn't know and realized how harsh he went or maybe I enjoyed with him. The thought just made me cry even more. How could I be so easy that I slept with my enemy and that too on the first night but the main problem was why didn't I remember anything?

I collapsed on the floor trying to hide the voice of my cries. How could he do it? and the question was hitting my brain again and again. Why didn't I remember anything of last night?

I stood up from there and sat back on the bed. Feeling my movement, he turned in his sound sleep. He opened his arms wide, eyes still closed and my eyes just noticed something more. He had some sort of marks on his neck and chest. There was a mark of teeth too. Noticing his bare chest properly in the slight dark yellow light. My sight fell on the Kajal on his chest just below his neck.

My fingers trembled as I couldn't believe that I made those marks and I bite him like that. I tried to remember again but I couldn't remember anything other than those few moments. To be honest, I scared and frightened to hell. I didn't know what he does to me and what has happened between us last night. I never thought I would be ever sleeping with him. He was the one who wanted to kill my brother. How could I spend the night with him?

I raked my finger on the teeth mark he had on his chest washing my tears away. I didn't know if he forces himself on me or I agreed to all this. It was not possible that I made those marks in anger and then there was a vision of me begging him continuously erupting my thoughts.