Rich Brat: Sweet Revenge Of A Lazy Princess

Charan stopped breathing. He just kept staring at her to make sure she was actually here and saying the words to him rather than him being in his office, daydreaming.

But of course, Shreya did not really realize anything wrong or peculiar about anything she said. So she just continued her rambling.

"Without my uncle and aunt, I wouldn't… I can't imagine it. SO please understand okay… even if my uncle did do anything wrong or said anything rude… I won't… I can't stand up for you. I am sorry. I am really really sorry. I know there is a lot of baggage that comes with me. But I am trying… I am trying with my everyth…." but her mini-lecture got interrupted midway when Charan's warm pair of lips crashed on her plush one as he kissed her senseless. He kept one hand on her cheek while the other rested on her small waists keeping her in place. He pulled her face closer to carter to his need as his lips made sparks fly all over the places.

This was definitely not one of the slow sweet kisses they had shared; his lips were hungry, desperate and scorching hot against hers and Shreya forgot everything else. Charan's tongue dived into her mouth hot and slippery while his teeth desperately slurped on her lower lips on their way back. All Shreya could think at that point were the pair of lips devouring her to point where she felt like her whole being was being s.u.c.k.e.d in and not just her lips.

Charan, at last, pulled back when he felt her struggle for air but kept them close. Both of them were panting for air and their heated breaths brushed each other's faces.

When at last Charan leaned back and actually saw Shreya's face, his eyes were met with extremely dazed eyes and a quivering pair of lips. He tentatively ran his thumbs over her lips and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Do you even know what you just said, sweetheart??" There was also a hidden layer of desperation in his voice.

But Shreya did not understand what he was asking. Her dazed eyes were now filled with confusion. She looked at him with so much innocence. Her completely oblivious eyes were almost like torture for him.

A deep throaty groan escaped his lips as he buried his face into her necks in frustration. He was desperate to hear those magical words from her sinful lips all over again. He would beg is he had to. He felt as if he would never get tired of hearing them from her no matter how many times she said it. But he wanted it to be from her own accord. Like she just confessed so naturally as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

On the other hand, Shreya racked her brains but still came up empty. She knew she rambled a lot just now but she did not remember saying something that could spite his anger. But then she never remembers much when she is fl.u.s.tered and anxious. So she mumbled, "I'm sorry… I did not realize what I said. Please don't be angry…" She begged in a small voice.

"Oh sweetheart, you have no idea what all crazy sinful things you are making me feel right now… but anger is just not one of them…" He whispered against her neck in his deep voice while his lips conveniently touched her milky skin as he spoke, making her shudder. Shreya lost her train of thoughts all over again.

Charan could hear her voice confessing over and over again in his head like a broken record making his stomach flip. But along with it also came a surge of possessiveness…

'she loved him… she confessed to him… and she was his. Just his…'

These thoughts plagued him like a disease. And just the thought of her confessing the same to someone else made his blood boil. Just imagining the possibility left a sour distaste in his tongue.

An animalistic need rose in him to mark her as his. He wanted the world to know that the one she loved was him and HIM ALONE.

At last, he understood Shreya's need to mark him as hers. He wanted to do the same.

"Mine…" He growly harshly against her neck.

He then ran his tongue and s.u.c.k.e.d on her neck region uncontrollably. His lips and tongue played with her skin eagerly and freely making her see stars. Just when he was sure she was fully distracted in p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e, he dug his teeth in just over the blades of her shoulders.

Shreya winced in pain but then it died down into a m.o.a.n when Charan licked the place better and continued his magic with his mouth.

Only when he was satisfied with his own handy work did Charan let go of her neck but by then Shreya had already turned into cloudy eyed shivering and whithering mess who had to hold on to his shoulders desperately for some support.

Charan patiently waited for her to get back her bearing while his eyes trailed on her face without blinking. He memorized each and every small freckle to her big brown unfocused eyes.

He wanted to know and remember exactly how she looked the first time she had confessed. He wanted to commit it to his memory and relive it. And a dandy proud smile adorned his face when his eyes landed on the impression of his teeth just over her shoulder blades. It was already turning pink.

For Shreya, as she was getting her heart to calm down and make her lungs work properly, fatigue also came along.

Charan's eyes eventually met with her tired ones. He remembered she had told him she had been busy with work the whole day. And on top of it, her emotional state must have taken a toll on her.

When all stress, at last, blew away, she felt tired… extremely tired. So much so that her eyes started drooping on their own accords right there when she was still sitting on her l.a.p.s. Her face fell and landed on his shoulders while her hands went limp around her neck. Sleep slowly drowning her in bliss.

Charan cradled her carefully. He knew he was supposed to go back home but he did not have the heart to leave her today. He rocked her slowly and patted on her back just like one would lull a baby to sleep.

That night he couldn't really bear to take his eyes off her. Sleep felt like the pit of hell as compared to staring at her sleeping form. It just gave him a sense of solace and peace.

He kept showering her with small little pecks the whole night at any place he could reach while whispering sweet nothings into her ears. Sometimes she would react with a very mumble or a slightly frustrated groan and then there were times when she would just lean and snuggled closer to him. But everything she did brought a smile to his face regardless.