Ananya's POV
"Ba... mma" Aarav called me. He is still trying to inculcate the habit of calling me Mumma as he has called me Bambi for more than a year, the name has created its place in his mind and heart so badly that most of the time he starts calling me Bambi and ends up calling Mumma. After the wedding when I asked him to call me Mumma he got very excited and almost danced at his place but then he recalled his father's words and said that he would be mad if he calls me Mumma. It is only when his father and granny told him that now he can call me Mumma and I am his Mumma that he started calling me that. When he called me Mumma that time we felt equally good. "Mumma" he shouted again from his room. "Wait for a minute" I increased the speed of my steps and turned towards the kid's room to fill my nerves with anger. "What is this Aarav!" "ThAnanya's POVI am in my 2nd trimester of pregnancy. From the day we have got the news of my pregnancy he has started working from home. He and his mother take care of my everything even more than before. My life has changed a lot.The smile never leaves my lips in the daytime and sweet dreams never end without a happy ending at night.I, my rude, and Ma are sitting on the bed forming a circle and his childhood album is placed between us.Aarav is in school as today was his exam and Anirudh is running from here to there on the floor. From the day he has learned how to walk he has developed it as a hobby. He wants to walk and run all the time and he cries a lot if we stop him from running aimlessly. He keeps on running no matter how many times he falls or collides with furniture.My eyes were moving from here to there on the album holding the moments of his childhood when he placed his hand over a photograph.&
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**Warning** The story contains violence and 18+ content. You have been warned. It is a mixture of dark and sweet romance. It is a rollercoaster ride of hate, love, and emotions. If you like this kind of story then move ahead you won't be disappointed. Any resemblance with the character's name, personality, or place is completely a coincidence. As this story is fictional and imaginary so it has nothing to do with real life. Happy reading :-) ----------------------------------------------- ANANYA KAPOOR My name is Ananya Kapoor, and I am 25 years old. I am an orphan, my parents died in a car accident when I was two years old. My uncle and Aunty are my guardians. For my entire life, I have yearned for love. My Aunt's behavior was never good to me. I was nothing more than a burden to her. Although my parents left enough money for me to live a decent life, she took everything from me and claimed that she had done me a favor by teaching and nurturing me for years. My uncle and aunty
Ananya Kapoor I prayed to God not to let him into my room. Looking at him in this terrifying form worried me to my core. I'm not sure what he'd do to me or how he'd punish me. My hands and knees are trembling, and I'm not sure I can face him after what happened in the stable. It could also be my last day of life. When I heard the door click, my heart fell to the pit of my stomach. I can't see his expressions because the room is dark, but his physique exudes hatred, rage, and wrath. He took predatory strides towards me, and I took the same steps back. When my back hit the wall, I came to a halt. I wished the wall would eat me right now in order to save myself from this terrible man. I close my eyes tightly, and I can feel his breaths fanning my face, indicating that he is extremely close to me. I was just pleading with God to save me at the time. "Open your Eyes." In a low but frightening tone, he said. I didn't even flutter my lashes. "I said open your eyes." He pinned my hands
Ananya's POV "Happy birthday, Ana," one of my friends wished me."Happy birthday cutie""Thank you" I'm celebrating my birthday for the first time in my life, and I'm overjoyed. They have done a great deal for me. Although it is not a large party, it means a lot to me because no one has ever done anything for me.After cutting the cake and receiving sweet wishes from my friends, I gathered all of my presents and placed them on a table."Cheers," everyone said as they clicked their wine glasses together."Ana, what happened? Why aren't you having a drink ?" One of my colleagues at the company where I work inquired."Umm...I don't drink""Oh really? Please say you're joking" She burst out laughing."No, I'm serious." "Girl, you're 25 years old and you've never tasted wine?" In disbelief, she inquired."She is our cult girl, shy and religious." Shanaya, my roommate, told her, laughing.I smiled "But today you have to drink," to which she replied, "NO!""Only one sip," she was about to
Ananya's POV I awoke in a different room after I don't know how many minutes or hours, and my ears were filled with the sound of crying. I looked around and noticed that there were a lot of girls around me. They'd thrown me into a room full of girls. They appear to be very young to me, and many of them are minors. Almost every girl's face was filled with fear and dread. "Hmm, so you're finally awake, Barbie," the man who drove me here said. I'm not sure when he entered the room or if he was already there. I simply stared at him. The way he referred to me as "Barbie" sent shivers down my spine. "Please don't call me Barbie!" I yelled at him. "Fiesty much? Huh?" He stepped closer to me, raised one of his brows, and touched my cheeks. "Don't come near me!" I yanked his hand away from me. "Hahaha.....you know I like wild cats. And I hope you're just as wild in bed as I am. Your attitude is turning me on so badly that I want to take you right now in front of these girls" he said with
I don't know from how many days I am locked in this room. There is no source of sunlight in the room so I don't know when the sunrise and sets. I guess two days back one man came with food and water but I refused because they put the offer that I have to remove my clothes for the inspection. But right now I am in dire need of water. My throat is completely dry and I am not able to even open my eyes properly. My body is giving up slowly. If I didn't get water soon then I will definitely die. It is getting hard for me to move even my legs and hands. Suddenly I heard the sound of the door opening. The ray of the sun entered the room and hit my eyes. I closed them instantly not able to face the light and then slowly opened them while blinking many times adjusting my eyesight to the sunlight. The man who took me here stood in front of me with a glass of water in his hand. "Water," I said with a cracked voice. "So now you want water. But you said that you want to die" I looked down moist
Left with no other option I slowly moved my head up with closed eyes. When I was face to face with him I opened my eyes slowly and found him directly looking into my eyes. The moment our eyes connected the world around me stopped. My heart skipped a beat and my breath hitched in my throat. I lost my senses and my mind stopped working. We continued to look into each other's eyes. I can feel the electricity between us. It is happening with me for the first time that I am so spell bounded by someone that I am not able to move or even blink my eyes. He was too staring deep into my eyes without blinking like he wants to dive into them. I got goosebumps all over my body and all the blood rushed to my cheeks heating them up. I can feel the outflow of heat from my ears. My knees were wobbling and legs were becoming weak because of his deathly stares. Then after a minute which felt like an eternity, he blinked and moved his eyes from my eyes to my forehead then to my cheek, nose, chin, and f