Chapter 2: The Claiming

The oil lamps continued to flicker weakly in the bridal chamber casting unsteady shadows across the walls. The cold semi winter night pressed in from outside making the air inside the haveli sharp despite the thick curtains. Raghuvendra wiped his mouth one last time with the back of his large hand. His cold piercing eyes remained fixed on Meera as she lay naked on her back on the large charpoy bed. Her petite frame still trembled from the powerful orgasm that had ripped through her innocent body moments ago. Fresh tears clung to her long lashes and her large doe like eyes stayed wide with fear and confusion. The rose petals beneath her were crushed and scattered. Her long jet black hair fanned out messily across the pillow.