Chapter Fourteen

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!!!"

With his grip tight, Dhruv pounded into Sheetal and released his load within her as her back arched. As soon as he was done with her, he pulled out of her and moved away, going to the balcony of the room. Sheetal laid there, exhausted and out of breath. As always, Dhruv had been intense and she could feel the ache between her legs already.

Suddenly Dhruv's phone began to ring. "Dhruv Singh Raizada."

Hard as Dhruv tried to be better than his brother, he simply wasn't. Even if it was just simply stating his name.

"WHAT," Sheetal heard him yell.

She slightly flinched at the loudness of his voice.

"What do you mean he didn't transfer the money into my account," Dhruv growled.

Sheetal was slightly confused and was curious to know what he was angry about.

Dhruv turned around and went back into the room. Taking out some money from his trouser's pocket, which was on the floor, he threw it at Sheetal. "Get the fuck out!"

Flinching once more, Sheetal quickly jumped up and took the money. Though she wasn't supposed to leave like this, she did before Dhruv did anything. She dashed down the halls, bumping into Payal and Seema.

"What the hell are you doing here," Payal asked, looking at Sheetal's naked state.

"Dhruv Saab," was the only explanation she needed to give.

Seema quickly led them to her room and shut the door behind them. "Spill."

"He got a phone call. All of a sudden he yelled, something about not getting money transferred into his account, then he threw money at me and told me to get out. You should have seen him, he was pissed as fuck!"

"Well that's weird," Payal said with a frown, her head tilted.

Seema turned the other, going into thought. "I wonder why that made him so mad," she thought aloud.

"Well for a man like him, I'm sure that the money he was looking forward to was a lot of money," Sheetal said. "If I were him, I'd be pissed too if I didn't get that large sum of money."

"I guess," Payal agreed.

Seema thought about it and then shook her head. "True but... for Dhruv Saab to get angry like that? It has to be something more."

"Like what?"

Seema thought about it a little more, when something occurred to her. "What's one thing everyone knows about Dhruv Saab? That we know?"

"Uh... that all he likes to do is fuck," Payal tried.

"That he does nothing but fuck," Sheetal said.

"Exactly," Seema said. "I highly doubt that the man has worked a day in his life. Yet he has all this money not just because of the late Lord Raizada, bless his soul, but because Raizada Saab does all the work."

"Well technically, Raizada Saab is now Lord Raizada since he's married Khushi," Payal reminded them.

All three of them scoffed and rolled their eyes. "That bitch," they all muttered.

"Whatever," Seema said. "The point is, Dhruv Saab has never worked a day in his life, yet he has the money of his family. There's no way that the money he was referring to was a work thing."

"So," Sheetal questioned.

"So? Where else do you think he was trying to get that large sum of money from?"

"I don't know-! Wait a minute...."

Seema smirked as realization hit Sheetal.

"Wait, what," Payal questioned, still confused.

"That means Lord Raizada didn't give him the money, "Sheetal said.

"But why," Payal asked.

Seema crossed her arms. "That's what I'm about to find out."

*~*

Dhruv Singh Raizada came stomping out of the room, ready to go give his step-brother a piece of his mind. However just as he turned around the corner, he came to a halt. He found Seema in a dark red, silk robe, leaning against the railing. Her hair was up in a bun, her lips covered in a tempting shade of red, her long legs exposed.

"What are you doing here," Dhruv asked.

"Nothing, just having a moment to myself. Why are you leaving so soon Dhruv Saab?"

"Like I need to answer that to you," and he started to walk away.

"You don't need to," he heard her say, "but what will other people say?"

Dhruv stopped and whipped back around. In an instant, her cheeks were being squeezed by his hand. "What are you trying to imply," he growled.

Seema smirked. "Nothing at all. I'm only advising, after all, no one would want to hear such terrible things about you, now would they?"

Dhruv arched his eyebrow and moved dangerously closer. Seema's eyes remained on his, her smirk still there. In an instant, his lips crashed onto hers and she moaned. Her hands came to his chest and she ushered him back into the empty room behind him. As soon as they were inside, they shut the door behind them and Dhruv picked her and threw her onto the bed.

"Planned this out, didn't you," he breathed.

"What can I say? No one else but you can satisfy me," she grinned devilishly.

"Damn right."

Dhruv undid his pants and lowered them, releasing his length. He moved over Seema, undoing her sash and pulling her robe apart. With one swift move, he entered her, and both groaned in satisfaction."

"How is your cunt so tight," he growled.

Seema slapped him. "I do not fuck that many people."

Dhruv's eyes filled with anger and he slapped her back, then gripped her throat with a growl. He fucked her hard, taking hold of her hands and moving them above her head. He pounded into her, hard and deep. And even though he had been cruel to her, Seema was smirking.

This was how it mostly was with them - rough and hard. Dhruv had to admit that out of all of the whores in this brothel, Seema was his favorite. Of course he would never admit that, and had to change the girls and brothels from time to time so no one caught wind of it.

Seema moaned and groaned, as did Dhruv. Both were about to come, and as they got closer and closer, their breath shortened, Seema's back beginning to arch. It was only a matter of seconds before both came together and hard, Seema's back arched into his body. Both landed with a thud, breathing heavily. Dhruv released his hold on her and pulled out of her, rolling over to her right. He breathed heavily, trying to regain control of it.

Once she had regained control of her breathing, Seema turned to Dhruv. She placed soft kisses over his chest and heard Dhruv sigh. Seema smiled inwardly, as she knew how to deal with this man so well.

Moving over him and straddling his waist, Seema looked at him for a moment. "What's wrong Dhruv Saab?"

Dhruv arched his eyebrow.

"I can see that something is troubling you. It's in your eyes."

Dhruv rolled his eyes and looked away. Seema bent down and kissed his cheek, then made her way down. She felt him slightly stir beneath her, and just as she had expected, she felt his length poke her. She made her way lower and took his length in her mouth. Dhruv groaned and picked his head up slightly to watch her head bob along his length. Her eyes met his, filled with confidence and they were teasing. He gripped onto her hair tightly and she moaned around his length, it sending tremors along his body and causing him to moan, lifting his hips slightly and thrusting into her mouth. Seema moaned once more around his length and he pulled her off and pulled her up. He looked at her while she bit her lip, looking at his lips. He instantly pulled her down and kissed her while he felt her move his length inside her. Both sighed in satisfaction as she moved along his length.

Moving back, Seema arched her back, leaning slightly backwards. Dhruv reached out and squeezed her breast with one hand while the other went to her waist. He slightly urged her against his length, needing it to be slow. He felt her try to urge it, but he stilled her.

Seema moaned. "Please Dhruv Saab," she gasped. "Let me pleasure you. Let me remove whatever it is from your mind that is upsetting you."

Dhruv sat up and gripped her hair. He pulled her forward, causing Seema to gasp and moan.

"And why is that," he asked, looking into her eyes.

"I hate it when you're upset," she said innocently with doe-like eyes. "All I want is for you to be happy and to pleasure you," and she purposely clenched around his length.

With a growl, Dhruv sealed her lips with his. He moved across to her cheek and to her neck, sucking and nibbling. Seema's thrusts began to quicken and Dhruv let her gyrate her hips.

"Please don't be upset," she moaned. "I hate it when you're upset," and she clenched around him once more.

Dhruv groaned, taking her nipple in his mouth. He bit down on it, causing Seema to yelp in pleasure. Pulling on her hair once more, he made her look at him. "Ride my cock faster."

Seema nodded and she moved faster along his length, looking at him with innocent eyes. Dhruv groaned and gripped her waist with both hands, and began to thrust into her. They established a rhythm and it was only a matter of seconds before both came with a scream, gripping onto the other tightly.

Dhruv took Seema down with him, wrapping his arms around her tightly. Both came down from their high and Seema felt him go limp and slip out of her. He was done and Seema knew it. So she moved beside him and leaned back against the bed, placing a pillow behind her. She had him lay his head on her lap and ran her fingers through his hair.

"What's bothering you," Seema whispered.

Dhruv groaned and nuzzled into her. "My stupid step-brother, that's what."

"Oh? What did he do to upset you," she asked, her voice soft and caring.

"The bastard didn't put the money I had asked for into my account."

"Oh, how cruel!"

Dhruv huffed and nuzzled into her again.

"What will you do?"

"I'll deal with him later. I was going to do it now, but I doubt I would've gotten a chance. He's too busy fucking that wife of his."

Seema was surprised to hear this. "Really? I would've thought she'd be as scared as a mouse."

Dhruv scoffed."She was. Now she's this brave shit and fucking around with him everywhere in the fucking house. She cares for him and it seems that he does too."

Are you fucking kidding me, Seema exclaimed in her head.

"That bitch was supposed to be mine, I was supposed to fuck that cunt of hers first. But as always, Bhai always has to get to it before me," he growled.

Seema continued to run her fingers through his hair. "She's nothing," she huffed.

Dhruv scoffed and picked up his head, looking up at her. "Is someone jealous?"

Seema scowled and Dhruv smirked with a light chuckle. She rolled her eyes and looked away. "I hate that bitch. Just like you hate your step-brother."

Dhruv cocked his eyebrow. "Is that so?"

Seema looked straight into his eyes. "Yes."

Dhruv looked at her for a moment before sitting up. He said nothing and continued to look at her. The hate that he felt for his step-brother was reflected in her eyes as well, only for his bhabi, not for his Bhai. He scoffed lightly with a small smile and kissed her. Seema was confused by his actions and watched him as he made his way down along her body. She let out a breathy moan when his tongue swirled around her nipple and watched him make his way lower. His lips hovered over her sex and he glanced up at her.

"You're in luck," he began. "This just may be a new beginning for you."

Seema's eyebrows met at the middle. "Meaning?"

But without giving her an answer, he latched his mouth to her pussy and pleasured her, Seema burying her hands in his hair and gripping tightly. She could feel him smirking against him and knew that something was going through his mind, which indeed, there was.

Perfect.