175. Smelling Like Him

I was waiting for his kiss but it didn't came. He tilted his head and sniffed my neck thoroughly. His hot breath hitting my soft skin. I got goosebumps all over my body without him touching me. A low sound of moan escaped my mouth.

He said in a deadly low voice -" You are smelling like him."

A shiver went down my spine from his cold voice. I looked at him. He looked so dangerous. For the first time I was scared from him. I don't know what did he mean. I took deep breath and said -" Wha..."

" Don't.." I flinched.

...why is he behaving so cold to me..... why did he seems so far away....

I was so shocked from his unusual behavior. I was looking at his eyes continuously to find my sweet hubby but he's nowhere to be in his cold eyes. He again grabbed my wrist and opened the car's door and throw me inside and loudly shut the door.

I hold the seat tightly to balance myself. He always put me down so carefully before but today he throws me. my heart was throbbing painfully. He get in the car and fire the engine to its full speed. I was seated shockingly there. I don't know why is he doing this.

If he got upset with me about something then he avoid me or ignore me but he never do this to me. may be he's more angrier this time. but why is he angry. what did I do wrong to made him this angry. but I did nothing wrong in the first place.

I think he wants me to get in the car and used more force to push me inside... yes..... that's what happened right?...but if..no no no.... that's what happened... I try to assure myself but somewhere I know the truth that he throws me.

We reached to his penthouse. I have a really bad feeling about this. whenever we came here before he always punished me and they were so pleasurable. but tonight I feel really scared.

He parked his car at his allotted place and came out hurriedly. He pulled me harshly out of the car. I stumbled and fell on him. my mind was in a chaos. I don't understand what's happening.

He grabbed my arm tightly and pulled me inside the elevator. Its a private elevator for him and directly stopped at his pent floor. I leaned against the wall and looking at his back.

I wanted to talk to him asked him why is he doing this. what did I do wrong.... why.... I don't have any answers. He stands so calmly like nothing happened.

He's looking at the elevator doors and waiting for the floor to come. I was continuously looking at him but he didn't looked at me for once. my heart's beating faster with the distance becoming shorter.

...oh god what will he do to me...