HIS DARK LOVE

Sitara looked at Ram with hope in her eyes which is just ignored by him .He is only capable of giving pity to the young girl who has many dreams in her life which will never be fulfilled . Every ounce of his nerves are screaming at him to leave the girl but only he knows what will be the consequences for his stupid thoughts .

The girl who was pleading for him to show some mercy on her is the one who had caught the sight of the satan himself.

The Satan who will be not having any remorse of killing any one cruelly who comes between his dark love towards the girl. Ram looked out of the window not able to fight the urge inside him to help her. Helping her means signing his death with his own hands and also making the girls life more miserable. The whole car is echoed with loud sobs of the girl who is in bridal attire SITARA SINHA.

Yes , Today is her wedding with the devil who is disguised as a human named SAMRAT RAICHAND. A name which is enough for her to go numb in fear. But overcoming her fear with lots of hope she managed to escape from his clutches which is turned to be futile. Not after about half an hour of her escaping she got caught by his second in command and most trusted person Ram.

She is fiddling her fingers in tension while shedding tears. She was only capable of cursing her fate and the day when she came in front of the devil. It was her only option which the devil left.

" You shouldn't had done that now there will be only consequences for your stupidity", warm tears left her eyes hearing Ram.

After a few moments the car halted causing the girl to look outside. Her breath got hitched in her throat and a loud gasp left her mouth when she felt a hand wrapped around her wriat tightly immediately after the car door of her side opened.

She was harshly pulled out of the car by none other than her brother Angad. She is struggling hard to get out of his grip.

" ENOUGH ", Angad screamed at the top of his lungs while looking at her with his furious eyes. The eyes which once filled with love towards her was now looking at her with full of hatred and anger.

He dragged her towards the mandap and pushed her onto the ground. She looked around with tears in her eyes and found her soon to be husband is performing the rituals calmly . She is trembling badly looking at the devil. She knows that his calm will not brings any good to her. His calmness will be like before the storm. She can't imagine how to deal with the devil.

With each passing second she is sweating profusely. Her thoughts came to halt when her hair is pulled by holding it in a fist earning an Yelp from her.

Her heart broken looking at the person. The person whom she loved dearly and the person who is the reason of her birth. Her own mother is holding her hair in a fist and made her stand on her own feet. Her sobs are not even considered by her mother but they made her more infuriated.

Sitara gulped the huge lump that formed in her throat looking at her mother for not supporting her but she tried her last chance and uttered with great difficulty " Maa.... I...i .... don't....want ...to ...marrry ....".

Her words stoppped with a stinging pain on her cheek.

Samrat who is performing the rituals tightened his fist not to outburst. He doesn't want to reveal his true facade on last moment when he is going to get his victory.

She knows that no one in her family would take her side . But she didn't have the bravery to accept that she is left alone. She is looking like an orphan who has no one to take her side. Realisation hit her hard that she was struck in this miserable situation and there is no going back.

" What Sins I had done to get a daughter like you ", her breath hitched when she heard her mother.

She don't know how to react. Her all senses went numb . She is not understanding what is her fault for her family's behaviour towards her.

She looked at her father but she is just ignored by him.

" If you have any ounce of love towards us then go and marry him , am begging you to show some gratitude towards us for rising you all these years ", her mother said while joining her palms.

Sitara made her way towards the devil . By now all her tears are stopped. She is not feeling anything. She is doing everything the devil ordered to save her family. But here her own family is treating her like a stranger.

She walked towards the mandap but she is feeling like giving up on her soul. She knows that she is fated to that devil.

She took her place beside Samrat. Her hands are trembling badly. Samrat is smirking at his victory. He is feeling like he is the most happiest person in this world.

His happiness knows no bounds. He is feeling like flying on the clouds. His most prized possession is becoming his. The girl who took his breath in just one glance. The girl who will make him to feel things by doing nothing. The girl for whom he will bring the whole world to her feet.

But to her she is the most unlucky girl on this world. Her emotions are not even considered by anyone.

For her , he had won in breaking her. He made sure that his every promise became true.

Her thoughts stopped when pandit ji asked Samrat to tie the nuptial chain around her neck.

She looked at him who was smirking and pleaded him with her teary eyes. But her pleas were negelcted as usual. He tied the nuptial chain around her neck and filled her hair with vermilion.

That's it now she is his.

" You are mine....my sugar....i fulfilled...my promise ", he whispered to her.

Sitara just sat there like a lifeless doll. She didn't even look around. She doesn't want to look at the people who betrayed her. The betrayers are none other than her own family.

She just performed every ritual with a heavy heart.

After performing the marriage rituals , the time for bride and groom's leaving ceremony.

She just followed Samrat with out talking to anyone.

Samrat helped her to climb the car  which will be very difficult for her in her bridal lehenga.

She didn't objected. She knows very well what is in storage for her . She doesn't want to add more .

" Sugar", Samrat called her to which she looked at him with fear completely evident in her eyes.

Tears flowed down like a waterfall.

" Sugar don't cry I didn't done anything ", Samrat said while wiping her tears.

" This is the best day of my life Sugar. Do you know how much I waited for this day ", she is just listening to him silently not to infuriate him more. She has clear view of what is with his behaviour.

She is able to handle his furious form too but she is not able to analyse his  calm nature.

He took her hand and held it in his and caressing it .

" But you disappointed me Sugar ", by this his grip tightened on her hand . She is not able to  bear it .

" Please..... am.....sorry...", She pleaded and apologized but nothing worked .

" You will be Sugar, you will be sorry once I will be done with you ", he said making her more panic.