Chapter 17
Tanya's pov
I can't believe my 'husband' bought sanitary napkins for me. Although he acted harshly before, it has been two days since I am home but he didn't touch me inappropriately even once.
I mean yeah he held me by my waist, shoulders, etc. but I guess it is common in husband and wife... So, I don't feel anything for that. Strangely, I was missing his touch. But, he is controlling himself; it's a big step in itself.
He even called all the servants back. While sleeping, he spoons me. Unbelievably, the feeling is so awesome that I want to lock this feeling away and keep it safe in my heart...
I know you will feel that I am crazy but these two days that he has taken care of me, I think that I have started loving him. His 'care' just included him hiring his servants back and then serving me but all of that feels so good, especially because of his earlier beha
Chapter 18Aarush 's povI wake up early in the morning, as always and my wife is still sleeping, like always... Should I wake her up? Of course. Today is the day from which I will punish her by fucking her hard. She will scream in pain and beg for my mercy but I will not leave her...I yank the sleeping figure from the bed roughly. She yelps in surprise but when she sees me, she turns beetroot red. What the f**k is happening? Why did she blush at my rough behaviour? I pull her through her hair roughly but she doesn't whimper, in fact she moans softly... What is happening?I pull her close to me and kiss her roughly, biting her lower lip hard but she is still moaning. What happened to her overnight? Is she drunk? But I didn't give her anything like that... Is something wrong?I leave her lips and get up but there is a small pout on her lips. What is happening here? Why is she acting lik
Chapter 19Aarush 's povThe next few months go like this. I am having pleasure while enjoying my time with my wife and the fact that I don't have to go to any office is like a cherry on top... Every time I f**k my wife, she bleeds a delicious colour of red blood. I love seeing blood... I know it is kind of weird but I am somehow addicted to blood.It fascinates me how it drips down from a deep wound, how it appears on a slight scratch... Our life is nothing without blood and I love watching blood leave from someone's body and Saanvi, her blood drips from my favourite body part... How can I hate it? I love how red her long beautiful legs become after blood tickles on it, drop by drop, by drop...Every night I f**k her, her erotic screams and moans echo in my mansion. Every guard, maid or other staff member present here knows what happens after the night approaches... Every night, when I throw her out of my room and
Chapter 20Aarush 's povI am getting my daily share of pleasure from my wife. She never fails to please me.Her moans always seem to make me hard. I want to remember that this is the same woman who bewitched my brother once but it seems to fail. I neither love her nor care for her but yes, I lust for her...Everyday I wait for night, just so that I can pleasure myself and my wife... She is amazing. She is ready to give herself to me even during her menstrual cycle. I know that it hurts her but my pleasure is always her topmost priority...I had my daily pleasure and am about to throw my wife out of my room when my phone rings. Ugh! Don't they have any sense of privacy? I answer the call. It is Leo, my second in command in London. He is the one who is handling my Mafia in London.I quickly answer his call because I know that he will not call without any reason and
Aarush's povI am entering our regular Mafia spot, the house where we meet to discuss Mafia things but the things that happen in the next instant shocked me... My gang members and leaders suddenly appear out of nowhere in the dark house and scream, "SURPRISE!"I freeze and look at all of them in confusion. They all are smiling widely. After they see my expressions, they start laughing like the mad men they are and when I growl at them, they immediately stiffen and apologise in unison. What is happening here?And from a corner, my friend Akshit comes near me and hugs me tightly. What is he doing here? Akshit is an Indian and was my junior but my best friend in my London college. He was in Shweta's batch.. He was never in my gang because unlike me, he never craved for power. I being I, exposed to this world at a young age, knew the power of fear and knew that without that, you can't get a single thing. So, I joined the Mafia.
Aarush's pov"Sir, ma'am is not eating anything. We have to make her eat the food and also bite it. She is not cooperating at all. What should we do?" my personal bodyguard, who is supposed to stay with Saanvi tells me through phone."Make her eat something daily, I don't care how you do it but make her eat. Is it understood?" I ask with authority."Yes sir," and just like that, I hang the call.If it would have been two months back, I would have scolded him for calling Saanvi ma'am but I can't anymore. Reason? Because I love her. I miss the fire she had in her eyes which was extinguished by me two months ago and after that, her eyes are lifeless. They have nothing, just deep depths. There is no life in them.I want to hold her, apologise her for what I did. I want to tell her that I love her, finally. But I know that after what I did, she hates me. The woman who loved me even after I disrespe
Aarush's povI feel sun rays in front of my closed eyelids and groan. Why didn't anyone close the curtains? I look beside me, feeling that I am hugging someone and then I realise why no one came here. It's because I am with my wife and this is supposed to be my private time with no one disturbing me.I look at my wife. Her eyes are wide open. Did she even sleep? But her eyes are neither red nor swollen. I don't know how her body is still functioning and I even checked for paralysis but no, she is not paralysed.I sigh and look at the wall clock to see that it is already 7 AM. I got ten hours of sleep finally after I slept for an hour or two for two months. I look at Saanvi. She is the reason of my peace and I am the reason of her pain. I don't know if I feel sorry for killing our child but I feel sorry for making her like this, totally lifeless.I sigh and wake up, going to the restroom. I do my business and t
Tanya's pov(the day before Aarush went for London)Everyday seems like a struggle. Everyday Aarush makes love to me, he is always rough. In fact, the word used for his type of love making is fucking. Yes, he fucks me brutally everyday.But what makes me happy is that he gives me attention that I want as his love. Although everyone may think that I am mad but hey, I am not mad, I am Tanya and Tanya always wants to stay with the person she loves, even if she harms herself in the process...Yes, in the past, I did harm Jaanvi and even Saanvi and I regret it but I know that now, no one is being harmed and moreover, I quench my husband's thirst of desire everyday myself. He doesn't need any other woman for that and in the process, maybe he will actually start loving me...Today also, I get ready for my husband. I know that he will take me with him to our room two hours later. So, I shower once again an
Tanya's povI don't know what is happening with me. I mean I can't recognise anything around me. Who am I? What am I doing here? Why can't I walk and talk like other people?I want to move around, to move my stiffened muscles but a voice in my head always stops me. Today, I have decided that I will question this voice. Why can't I have my freedom like others? And why do I always listen to it and not do what I want? It's frustrating to always lay on a soft bed. I am a real human being who is breathing and not a doll...Anyways, I don't know what I should do. Whenever the voice orders me not to move, it sounds so cold that it can give me shivers if I could move but the question is, why can't I move?I can only see and sense things. Yes, I also need to go to restroom but someone helps me with that daily. I also want to sleep but the voice in my head says that I can't. So, I can't even close my eyes and slee