Ruthless Billionaire's Little Sparrow Part 2
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Raghavi's POV
I stood on the balcony thinking about life.
had you ever felt that you have everything that a person dreams of in life but you still want nothing but peace??
I felt this not every day but every second of my life.
My family was happy to see me that I was living a happy and luxurious life where I didn’t lack anything and if anything was lacking then it was only my fault who was not happy despite having everything.
My relatives praised me that I must have done a lot of good deeds in my previous life, the result of which I got in this life, hearing which I didn’t understand that I should say thanks to them or shouted at them that if the sins and virtues of the previous birth decide our life, I had committed only sins in my previous life, for which I was getting punished in this life.
My life was as beautiful as people see from outside, it was as ugly, miserable and unbearable from inside. How did I tell people that what we see was not always true.
I just remembered one line for my life that suited it just right
"People will see what we show"
He had shown the world that my life was a bed of roses, but only I knew that there was nothing in it except thorns, which pierce my body, heart and soul every moment.
We humans were very good at one thing, you knew what???
If there was anything that created or increased guilt in us, then we accept the best option to avoid it or assured ourselves that everything was right and we made ourselves blind after which we live our life happily by ignoring everything.
HUMAN TENDENCY
Maybe everyone was doing the same with me otherwise how could it happen that those who claim to love me the most in the world couldn’t see my pain??
Ok let us assume that no one could see our pain but a mother could feel her child's pain even from a distance, so why couldn't my mother see my pain even ??
Why no one saw my pain???
Why didn't anyone help me???
Why didn't anyone help me to save my child from the demon that wants to kill him/ her??? Why???
My innocent baby
My hand came down from the railing on my flat tummy and started stroking it as if I was caressing my baby.
My lips formed in smile feeling my baby. Today I was smiling after whole damm five months, otherwise I had forgotten that I could smile.
Baby
Oh my god
My baby
I love kids
I still felt like I'm in a dream because it's still hard for me to believe that there's a tiny soul growing inside me that's a part of me, the news of whose arrival filled me with immense joy.
I never thought that I would ever feel this happiness as I thought that I would be deprived of it like all other happiness but no.
I thought that I would never get the pleasure of becoming a mother, not because I lacked something, but because I never wanted to bring an innocent life into my life, as I didn't want my baby to live the same life that I was living but this happened.
I didn't know how this happened as I never missed pills then how come??? And I didn’t know that I was pregnant, so then how that demon came to know??
Demon
Unwanted trash
His words started echoing in my ears and tears started falling from my eyes one by one as to what he wanted to do with my child. he wanted to kill my baby.
It's just my baby as no one called their baby by the names that bastard used for my baby.
Today he had once again proved that this demon didn’t have a heart in his chest, it was just a machine that was used to pump his blood and had nothing to do with his human emotions.
The thing that made my heart stop beating just thinking about it, how easily he said that he wanted to kill my baby.
Didn't he feel anything??
Yes, I agreed that the baby was unexpected but it didn’t mean that he should decide to kill him/her.
I also never wanted to carry his baby as I felt disgusted thinking that I would bear his child in my womb but as soon as I heard from his mouth that I was going to be a mother, I did not feel anything other than my love for my baby.
My hatred for him did not stop me from feeling happy that I was the reason for an innocent life to come into this world.
Why was he doing this because if anyone should have had a problem with this it would have been me as he was the one who dragged me into this hell and made my life a hell but no, he had a problem with this too and that too to such an extent that he had even thought of killing an innocent baby but how did I forget who he was?
Bloody Demon
The one who till date had only learned to take life, how could he give life, even if it was a part of himself, my baby may be a meat for that demon but she/he was my everything for me. The reason I was happy for the first time in five months and the reason I was thinking living my life again, I will not let anything happen to my baby.
I had given up in front of him as I was not going to win anything by fighting him, rather I would have lost everything, but today I had a reason to fight him. The cost of not bowing down to him last time was a life and this time the cost of bowing down to him was my baby's life and even so what else will he do to me that he hadn't done before when I could tolerate that once, I could tolerate again for my baby.
"Can you really take all that again, His tortures that no one can even dream of are you ready again???" my inner voice asked me.
No, to be honest I couldn't bear but did I have any option???
I had only two options me or baby.
He had killed me a long time ago, so there was no use to save myself but my child had not even come into this world yet.
Choice was clear that I will save my baby but how?
I started thinking how to save my baby from that demon.
I jumped backwards when I felt someone's hard and cold hand on my stomach from behind and my back hit something hard that I knew what it was.
He was here to quench his thirst.
My body started trembling with fear and my heart started beating like it was going to rip out of my chest.
“No no please don't go into panic mode” I mentally requested my body but my body was not ready to listen to me, sometimes even I hated my body when she started following all his orders like a puppet with his mere presence but it was not her fault because the torture, he had implicated on me was enough to make my body his puppet.
Whenever I thought of his tortures, my mind and heart started repeating only one word "DIE "
Because this was the only way for me to escape all his tortures.
But was it so easy to die???
I didn't know for everyone but I know for me that it was not easy at all because I had lives of other peoples attached with me which was the reason for my being in this hell to some extent but still, I couldn't take risk with them as I will have to pay for my one wrong move with the life of someone close to me, which I would never want.
I had heard people saying that we should not care about those who did not care about us, but I couldn’t do that. I may be angry with my family for not believing me and not standing by me, maybe even stop loving them to some extent but definitely couldn't hate them so much that let this demon take their life because if someone died because of us, this guilt never let us live peacefully, it always haunted us like a shadow and who will know this feeling better than me as I could never forget that he was killed because of me, neither did he help me nor did he die.
"What are you thinking??? Are you thinking about me being inside you???" His disgusting voice brought me out of my thoughts then I realized in which position we were in.
My back was touching his front and there was no room for air to pass between us, he had one hand on my stomach which was holding me firmly and the other hand was making pattern on my bare waist. His chin was on my left shoulder and I could feel that he was smelling my hair.
What fetish did this man have with my hair. He loved to play with them and sniffed them. When he smells my hair, I felt like a dog was smelling them.
Why was I comparing the dog with this man as it was an insult to the dog but not only the dog, this man was an insult to every living thing in this world because no matter how bad they were they were not even a single percent of this man.
He was not full of evilness but he was evil himself
His hand moved towards my breast and the next moment he groped my right breast tightly above the blouse which made me scream in pain but he didn’t leave but started squeezing mercilessly.
“They are good to play” he husked nuzzling his face into my neck while I was crying in pain.
"Why are you so tempting that I am not bored with this sinfully hot body of yours in five months but whenever I touch you my lust doubles instead of reducing?? Why even after tearing your pussy countless times I want more Huh??? what kind of black magic have you done on me that even if putting my dick in the pussies of beautiful and hot women, I did not feel pleasure what I feel with you???? I fuck them till I destroy their pussies but I still don't get one percent satisfaction. are you really not a witch???" Hearing his shameless words, tears started flowing from my eyes and I started feeling disgusted with myself.
He was asking me what black magic I had done on him???
Who would do black magic to make their own life hell??
If I really knew black magic, I would first erase him from this planet but I also had a doubt whether it would have any effect on this demon??
“You are all I need right now” he slurred seductively while playing with my breast and biting my neck as if I was not a human being but a piece of meat for him.
his hands and his mouth had started torturing me.
He groaned in my ear biting my earlobe harshly “Let start our passionate night filled with my pleasurable groans and your painful moans.”
He clasped my tummy painfully and hissed on my skin in his dangerous tone “help me forget about this shit like a good wife”
A shiver ran down in my spine but when I heard him calling my baby shit, these words automatically slipped out of my mouth before I could stop "Stop calling my baby shit, if anyone here is shit, it's only you."
I regretted very next moment.
I shut my mouth immediately when I realized what I had said, I shut my eyes thinking what will happen to me now. He will punish me again which I couldn’t tolerate in this condition, he will kill my baby with his brutal punishments as the final destination of each of his punishments was hospital.
My body started shivering and mind started cursing my tongue to lose control.
He turned me around by my arm and glared at me with his grey furious eyes that were enough to draw me into a dark place where only I could hear my painful screams.
"What did you say???shit, that's what you called me??? When you have got so much courage then why don't you show me how brave you have become" he mocked me which made my body tremble with fear and tears started flowing from my eyes like a waterfall.
"Sorry please don't do anything to me" I pleaded to him shaking my head hoping this monster would show me some mercy knowing that there was no such thing as mercy in him.
He was merciless demon. he loved to see me in pain.
Suddenly his lips curled into a smirk and his demeanour changed into dark and scarry.
No, this was not good at all.
Demon's smirk mean I'm gone.
He was about to do something which was not good at all for me and my baby but what??
“Just run” one voice nowhere shouted in mind but other voice warned me “Don't do anything that will make things more difficult for you than they already are”
"Show me your courage my little sparrow" his smirk deepened and I felt his hands on my waist and before I could understand anything, I found myself sitting on the railing, my hands automatically reaching for his shoulders and held his shirt tightly in my tiny fists and my eyes wad tightly closed with fear. My body cling to him, he stood between my legs.
"You are already scared when I haven't even started doing anything yet." I heard his chuckle which was as evil as him. his one hand started moving from my waist to my hand which made my heart beat fast. He took a hold of my fist and removed from his shoulder forcefully as I was not leaving it.
"You tell me what are you most afraid of after me??" his question gave me answers to my all questions that what did he want to do with me. He was going to use my fear against me.
Acrophobia
Fear of heights
He knew that I was afraid of heights, so he had made me sit on the railing. His room was on 3rd floor.
Sweat started forming on my forehead profusely, my heart started beating so fast that it will come out by ripping my chest and bad thoughts started flooding my mind.
If he wanted me to die, he could use any other method, then why did he have to do this???
“don’t forget, he loves to play with you” my inner voice replied making me cry loud.
Out of fear my hand reached out to hold him again while my other hand tightened its grips on his shirt but he held it and demanded me "don’t you dare little sparrow, pull back your other hand back from my body”
Hearing his demand my eyes shot open while tears spilling out of them.
“P……Please” I pleaded him between my hiccups while shaking my hand vigorously.
“don’t give me this puppy eyes of yours because it incites me not to pity you but to torture you to such an extent that you feel nothing but pain and at the same time you feel nothing just liking a breathing corpse.” He whispered dangerously while removing my other too from his shirt. I immediately grabbed railing out of fear of falling.
I sobbed hearing his words uncontrollably but he let out a dark chuckle pinching my already red nose with his one hand while his other hand still holding me firmly by waist “look down sparrow, I named you Sparrow and today I want to see you fly. Now come on………….”
Why didn't he kill me once?? Why was he torturing me like this?? He said that there was only one reason for my being here, that was just lust, then why were he doing all this with me?? I had already submitted myself to him so what did he get by torturing and scaring me like this??
He clicked his fingers in front of my face and whined in fake sad tone "Baby if you zone out again and again like this then how will I enjoy??”
"L…….leave m…me" I could hardly say these two words.
"Don't look down” my mind chanting this like a mantra.
This height was making it difficult for me to even breathe while till now I hadn't even looked down, didn't know what will happen to me after looking down.
"Come on, enough of talking, Now is the time for action. You don't have to do much, just walk from this side of the railing to the other side. Today is a small punishment for you because my junior is dying to take dip inside you and I don't like making him wait so now let's not waste time and before you start protesting let me tell you I'm in no mood to listen to your bullshit so little sparrow start your punishment.” He warned me with his intimidated eyes and dark aura scared me to the core but what scared me the most was that he was asking me to walk on this railing when I couldn't even move a single finger of mine because of fear.
No, I couldn't do that. As soon as I stood on the height, my head started spinning and darkness started falling in front of my eyes as if there was only darkness around me.
“don’t make me wait because if I take this matter in my hand, it will not be good for you at all.” He hissed at me darkly while removing his hand from my waist which was holding me tightly.
“N………..not t……this o…..one” I requested one more time to stop this madness of him but it went in vain when I heard his next words "If you do this by yourself then you will have fair chances but if I do this then all your story will be done in just one push, now you decide what you want to do???”
More fresh tears started falling from my eyes and I decided what I had to do, I will bear this punishment, will walk on this railing because if I didn't obey it, he will really push me out of here and I won't be able to save my baby even if I wanted to but if I did it by myself then I had a fair chance.
“I……..I a..……am ready” I spoke and heard him sighing “thanks to devil”
“Now start the show” he encouraged me taking one step away from me.
I closed my eyes and took few deep breaths to make myself calm to face my biggest fear after this demon who was enjoying my misery.
“Baby I don't have all night to spend here” he spatted rudely at me.
“Please god save me and my baby” I prayed in my mind and made my mind.
I held railing tightly in my hand and pulled my shaking legs up and put them on the railing still holding railing with my both hands.
“You complete one step now time for next step, leave railing sweetheart” I heard his disgusting voice which made me cringy.
“Don’t look down” my mind repeated again. I set my gaze in straight line so I could avoid looking down I knew once I'd looked down and I'll lose to my fear like I always lost to this demon.
“Concentrate on his deadly punishment” my heart reminded me.
Focus
I took sharp intake of oxygen before leaving my one hand from railing and relief that everything going to right to till now.
“Sparrow, look behind your back” I looked back and automatically my traitor eyes looked down and that’s it.
My phobia did its work and I lost my balance, slipped from the railing …………….
Continued……………
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