"Why am I doing this?" Alice wondered aloud as he carried the girl to the bathroom.
"A maid could have done it, but she would have touched her. I didn't want anyone to lay a finger on my angel," Alice thought, his voice brimming with concern and protectiveness. "What on earth is happening? Why is this crossing my mind? She is not mine.""No. She is yours," his conscience chimed in."She is not," Alice retorted, his voice filled with denial."So why do you want to bathe this girl? You know she wouldn't appreciate it," mocked his conscience. "A man cannot simply bathe any girl if she is not his."Alice pushed aside his thoughts and firmly resolved, "No. I am only doing it for her sake, as she needs a bath, her unconscious body reeking of blood."With determination in his voice, Alice brushed away his conflicting emotions as he entered the bathroom and prepared a soothing bubble bath for her. As he undressed both himself and the girl, he couldn't help but notice how delicate she was. Her captivating red hair and eyes held him spellbound, and her pale, snow-white skin ignited a wild sensation within him." Control yourself, Alice. Just control," he whispered to himself, his voice filled with a mix of desire and restraint. "No woman can seduce me, but this little angel is captivating me effortlessly."Alice gently placed her in the tub and sat beside her, cradling her against his chest. The touch of her back against his hardened body sent a surge of desire through him.He continued to wash her, his actions filled with tenderness and care.After bathing her, he carried her out of the bathroom, dressing her in his shirt, his voice brimming with a mixture of protectiveness and affection.Alice settled her on the sofa and changed the bedsheet, noticing a bloodstain from a dog's injury."I am doing something for someone, something I have never done for anyone, not even for my own mother or my closest friend," Alice's thoughts were consumed by the girl's beauty, his voice filled with admiration and fascination. "When I bathed her, everything about her, from her smooth and silky long hair to her radiant presence, was simply exquisite.""I have encountered many women who desired me, but I never desired them. Yet, I desire this angel. Whatever Alice Sharma wants, he will obtain at any cost, regardless of the obstacles," he spoke to himself with determination.As he lay beside her, Alice could hardly believe that he held her in his arms, his voice filled with awe and disbelief. "She is so soft, so warm. Before, I was all alone, but this feels so right.""She may despise me, but I will not leave her. No matter how much she hates me, she must remain here, forever locked in my embrace."Alice acknowledged his forceful nature but emphasised his capacity for love, his voice filled with a blend of strength and tenderness. "I may assert myself forcefully, but that does not mean I am incapable of love."Even in his half-asleep state, Alice's thoughts were consumed by her, his voice filled with a sense of obsession and infatuation. "Her face, her breath, her fragrance—I cannot get enough. She is the beacon of light in my dark world, and I am prepared to bask in her radiance.""I must confront my own anger issues, and she, in turn, infuriates me. However, her innocence sets her apart. She is a special angel, and I refuse to taint her purity."Lost in his thoughts, Alice drifted off to sleep with her in his arms, his voice filled with a sense of contentment and longing.In the morning,Alisha woke up feeling as though she was in someone's embrace, only to find herself face to face with a man.Overwhelmed with grief, she cried out, "Who killed my Lucky? And why am I only wearing a shirt? Where are my clothes and undergarments?" Her tears flowed uncontrollably as she believed that her love had been taken away from her.Startled by the sound of her cries, Alice jolted awake from his sleep and angrily shouted, "Who dares to wake me up? Do you want to die?" Hearing his harsh words, Alisha's tears intensified, and she sobbed even harder.Alice strained to listen to her cries, and amidst the sound, he realised that he had his angel right there with him. Her voice, even in distress, was like music to his ears. Without hesitation, he gently lifted her onto his lap, disregarding the slight lift of her shirt caused by his sudden action. With a commanding voice, he asked, "Why are you crying, Angel?""Let me go, you murderer! You killed my love." Alisha cried out
"Thud."Alice rose to his feet, his hand connecting with Alisha's cheek in a resounding slap. With a firm grip on her hand, he pressed her against the wall, his voice seething with anger. "How dare you leave," he exclaimed, his voice laced with fury.Confusion clouded Alisha's face as she asked, her cheek swollen from the impact, "Is this some kind of truth or dare game we're playing?" She struggled to comprehend the sudden assault.Frustration etched on his face, Alice retorted, "Damn it, why do you have to be so clueless?" His voice dripped with exasperation.Defending herself, Alisha replied, her voice filled with determination, "I'm not clueless. I'm right because you said 'how dare,' but we're not playing a game, so why would I dare? Yeah, I have to go."Alice sighed, his mind swirling with questions. "Why does she have to leave?" he wondered, his thoughts racing.His conscience taunted him, reminding him, "Because she doesn't belong to you. She can go wherever she wants. What do
"Darling, take this first aid kit", Alice's mother tenderly passed the first aid kit and softly urged.With utmost care, Alisha led Alice to the sofa, then knelt before him to attend to his injury. As she tended to his wound, Alice's gaze never left her."She's my guardian angel. Unfazed by my blood staining her dress, she cares only for me," Alice pondered, looking at her with newfound admiration.Alice's mother noticed a longing in his eyes, something she had never seen before, a desire he kept hidden. She understood he yearned for this girl, yet she feared that his darkness might consume her purity."If Alice truly desires something, he'll stop at nothing to attain it," she thought, her mind troubled by it.Once Alisha had finished dressing Alice's wound, she gently declared, "Alright, I must be on my way now. Mr. Alice, promise me you won't harm yourself or others."Alice snapped out of his daze, but her words ignited a storm of anger within him. "How dare she lecture me as she lea
"You can't hide anything from me, you know," his mother states. "I'm your mother, and I can see that you feel something for her, something you've never felt for anyone else."Alice leaves without a word, his mother's observations weighing heavily on his mind."I may have made a mistake by involving that girl. Perhaps she doesn't deserve to be protected by someone like him. If fate brings them together, I'll leave it to destiny to decide. It's hard to coexist with Alice," His mother sighs, thinking.In his office, Alice's anger intensifies as he begins hurling objects around. His previously injured hand, tended by Alisha, starts bleeding once more.Sitting on the office floor, Alice contemplates his feelings. "I want her. I want her in my life. That foolish girl has made me fall for her."He questions himself, "Do I love her? No, Alice, what's happening to you? Why have you fallen for someone so half-minded?"Closing his eyes, he reflects, "It's only been three hours since she left, bu
On another side .Alisha walked back to her orphanage, her steps heavy with the weight of the night's events. After a 30-minute walk, she arrived at the familiar gates.Mary, the caretaker, rushed to Alisha, enveloping her in a warm embrace. "Where were you all night, Alisha? You have no idea how worried I was."Alisha held Mary tightly, tears welling in her eyes. She couldn't find words to explain the turmoil inside her.Mary gently led Alisha to the sofa, where she lay down with her head on Mary's lap. Mary tenderly stroked her cheeks, urging her to share what had happened.Alisha recounted the entire ordeal, leaving Mary in disbelief. "He killed Lucky?" "Who ?"Mary gasped in shock."A guy whose house I was in the whole night ", Alisha while crying explained the whole situation.Alisha continued to cry, and Mary comforted her. "Don't worry, dear. God will make him pay for his sins. You need not fear.""Mother, he killed Lucky, and I saw it happen, "Alisha whispered.Mary reassured h
In the morning, as the sun gently peeked through the curtains, Alice stirred from his slumber. His eyes fluttered open, and he immediately noticed the wounded hand resting by his side. A pang of pain shot through his injured hand, but he found solace in the thought that soon his angel would be by his side, soothing not only his physical pain but also the ache in his heart."Mine," he whispered softly, his voice filled with longing. "Mine to ruin, mine to soothe, just mine to do whatever I desire." With these words, he rose from his bed and began his morning routine.Making his way to the dining table, Alice took a seat, his mother already seated across from him. She looked at him with concern in her eyes and spoke gently, "Alice, my dear, let that poor soul be. She is not meant for you and your cruel world."A surge of anger welled up within Alice, causing his eyes to turn red. He retorted fiercely, "Mom, she is meant for me, and even if she isn't, I will make her mine forever, no matt
As Alice reached the beach he got down from his car and he noticed Alisha surrounded by children, hugging and comforting her. Alice's anger flared up at the sight. "How dare they touch her? How can these children have the audacity to be close to her?" he thought, his possessiveness intensifying.Alisha who was still crying, her knees injured from the fall. Alice's anger grew even stronger seeing her. "How can she be so careless? She is mine to protect, she has no right to hurt herself like this. I need to do something about her clumsiness," he thought, his frustration mounting.Alice approached the group of children and Alisha, his voice filled with authority. "Move," he commanded, causing everyone to turn their attention towards him. Alisha's eyes widened in shock at the sight of him."You murderer, why are you here? You killed my Lucky. What do you want now?" Alisha exclaimed, her voice filled with anger and pain.Alice's anger flared up even more at the mention of "lucky." With a sm
The car came to a halt in front of a magnificent mansion. Alice stepped out of the vehicle and swiftly made his way to Alisha's side, lifting her up in a tender, bridal embrace. Alisha, still shaken by the events that had transpired in the car and the harshness of Alice's words, make her remain silent, not daring to utter a word.Alice carried Alisha into the grand mansion, where the sight of him carrying her like a princess left the servants in awe and disbelief. Without saying a word, Alice proceeded to his room, gently placing Alisha on the bed. He retrieved a first aid kit from the cupboard and sat down beside her."Give me your leg," Alice said softly, "I'm going to dress your knees."Alisha hesitated, replying, "No, I don't want you to."Upon hearing her response, anger welled up within Alice, but he firmly took hold of Alisha's leg and began dressing her injured knee. Once he finished, he spoke to her in a menacing tone, "Never think of defying me, angel. If I can tend to your i