Sayantika's POV

“Now you will be getting punishment, wifey.” His harsh breath fanned on my right ear as I felt my breath hitching at it. “Because you deserve it,” he completed; his palms rose up to palm my breasts; his actions were not at all smooth as I felt him unpinning my saree.

Shit, is he really planning to do shit with me on the stairs? “Abhimaan, this is not the place,” I tried hesitantly, only to receive a chuckle from him. The sound was too dark, too dominating. What's wrong with him? He is not even drunk.

“You don't get to choose the place, baby. This is your punishment,...