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Devil Husband Prologue
Morning sunlight peeped through the nailed wooden barriered window just to remind me of my existence. That I’m alive. To bear another day of torture. The coldness of the floor penetrating through my skin as I tried to adjust my blurry vision. The silence around the room is the only companion in my miserable state. When I tried to get up, my famished body could hardly move without making me realize how vulnerable and weak I am. The chain around one of my ankles jiggled breaking the calmness as I try to rose up to my feet. Slowly limping on my way, I tried to reach near the door but a sudden tuck on my ankle crushed my frame back on the floor, knocking the breath out of my lungs. I lift my head up and peered back at the door, again. This time I crawled but like before my movement halted due to the chain in my ankle. After several failed attempts my hands lay empty. Defeated and disappointed I inhale deep breaths. Suddenly the door opened and I yanked my head to look at the
Devil Husband Escape
Zara.There is a saying that it doesn’t take long for your life to get flipped upside down.One wrong choice.One mistake.And it’s over.If I had known what cost I have to pay for my foolishness, I would have done things differently.But the thing is no one can predict the future.Time passed in snail pace as I tried to stay calm and wait for her to open this door. The same door which is nothing less than the entrance door of my cage.Cage.My doom.Since last one month I’m held confined in this room. Like some captive. I’m treated worse than an animal. She entered inside halting my thoughts closing the door behind her back and I kept my facial expression neutral. My heartbeat began escalating with each step she was taking towards my bed. My chest constricted while gathering all the courage in the world to do what I intended to do. This is do or die for me. I can't breathe under the same roof. Inhale and exhale the same air. With him. I can survive with the physical pain he
Devil Husband My star
Aslan I stared through the opaque glass window at the beautiful night. The lights from the houses appeared as if stars descended down the sky and spread on the floor of the earth. I like to pass my handful time staring out of the window. This gives me a delusion that some stars can even land on the earth. But it's only my delusion. I told you. Such things can never happen in reality. And those lights are just cheap bulbs like my life which could be replaced anytime. There’s a saying that - Behind every successful man there is a woman. In my case it’s no different. Today I'm one of the top ten businessman. The credit behind my success only goes to her. She is the star in my darkness. The star whom I watched every night afar from that bench. My Zara. My star. People in the society gossips that she was born fortunate. The fate of her parents changed when she was born and mine the day, I met her. This sumptuous cabin, giant office, deluxe hotels, extravagant resorts and clubs , l
Devil Husband Miscarriage
Whatever amount of milk you feed a snake; it never leaves its habit of biting.---------- Zara--------- "I WILL GO TO HIM. YOU CAN'T STOP ME. " " IN THAT CASE, LET ME SHOW YOU WHOM YOU BELONG TO. " "DON'T TOUCH ME WITH YOUR FILTHY HAND. ""LEAVE ME... YOU ARE A MAN-WHORE... A BASTARD ... I HATE YOU ...LEAVE... WHAT ARE YOU DOING? " "I'M DOING WHICH WILL REMIND YOU WHO IS YOUR HUSBAND."Beep... Beep... beep... My eyes flew wide open as if I had relived the scene just few second back. I started taking large gulp of air through the mask attached on my mouth. "Doctor, she regained conscious... She is conscious... " My ears filled with someone's desperate scream. Then I heard some footsteps approaching near me. I was staring at the ceiling fan which was moving rapidly. My eyes wide open as if I had a worst nightmare. My surroundings slowly come into focus. The white walls, the smell of antiseptic and the familiar smell of lavender mixed with bodily scent… my mother. Where a
Devil Husband Bouquet
Zara. "She doesn't want to meet you, " my mother snarled at him. "She is my wife. My legally wedded wife. Do you get it. Nobody can stop me from meeting her. Zara.... Zara... " He kept on growling. His distinctive manly voice echoed outside the cabin. He was behaving like an unhinged animal. In the past I never got to witness this kind of unrestrained behaviour from him. He was sweet and caring until he got me completely in his mercy and only then he showed me his true colours. His ugly face. "I will stop you. Wait, let me call the police commissioner. Two days in the lock will teach you a good lesson." My mother retorted to which he scoffed. "Do you think he can stop me?” My heartbeat increased drastically hearing him. “No power in this world can stop me.” My whole body shivered in fear. I refuse to get dragged into that hell. His voice and the way he declared war felt like whips against my ears. I don't want to hear these voices. Mostly I don't want to hear him. I
Devil Husband Meeting
*Meeting *It's been two weeks after my discharge from the hospital. I didn’t return back to him as per my mother’s decision. It wasn’t only her decision but mine too, but she is been more vocalized in this matter when I was in emotions and pain. I was like take me anywhere but nowhere near him.Since then, I’m living with my parents. Both of them were taking good care of me. More than my dad it was mom who would run to attend me not waiting for the nurse whenever she heard a single sound of pain from my mouth. It was like her whole earth revolves around me.They tried their best to make me feel comfortable and I put an act to smile when I can feel the sense of void inside me. I can’t talk about it to anyone, not even to my parents. They will be in pain to know that I’m broken beyond repair.I stuck in a deep breath.With god’s grace my health has recovered speedily. Now I can freely move around the house without any assistance of my dad and mom. But still, I keep my movement slow.A
Devil Husband Ultimatum
"How are you? " His fake caring voice echoed after some time and my eyes lifts on its own accord. After everything he did to me, he has the audacity to enquire about my wellbeing. "She is fine." Before I answer him, my mother did rather sternly. She has always lacked kindness for him. He clenches his jaw squeezing his eyes shut for some seconds and I know how hard he’s trying to stay calm. The moment he opened his eyes they measured me from head to toe and then back to my face meeting my eyes. His burning stare heating my skin. How much he hates to see me with Rihan. But I tried to remain unaffected. I looked at the lying papers on the table. The one side of the blank space holds my signature which I did two days back. The other side is still empty. I kept staring at the empty space. "Zara, come back home," he said with longingness. Home? Which home? That hell of a kind. Why? To punish me Force himself on me. Tie me up. My mind recalled all the bitter moment spend with him. “I’
Devil Husband Secret talk
*Secret talk *Zara Five more days passed after meeting him. These days I kept myself confined mostly inside the bedroom. Even this room reminds me of his essence. Sometimes dad use to visit me in the evening and recite some verse from the Holy book. He never inquired about what happened between us. Mayhap he wants me to heal my wounded heart without scraping. I want to flee away from all the memories which I have with him. Those bitter-sweet moments we shared in our childhood days.Whenever he saw me with Rihan, he goes insane whereas he is the one who has been cheating me. He can do whatever he wants and I have no right even to befriend with my childhood best friend. Double standard mentality. My trance of thought halted when I heard the knock on the door.“Come inside.”" Madam, dinner is ready, " the maid spoke after she closed the door behind her back. Nervously she walked towards my bed. I noticed how she was fidgeting holding her cell phone in her hands. "Madam, here is a ca
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