ARJUN's POV:- She was stunned. Her face was blank, which made me anxious. “What did you say?” She asked me. “A baby. I want a baby from you. Can you please give me?”, I asked her. “I don't know. We are moving too fast. I'm scared,” she replied. “Scared of what? Pashika! Don't you want to have our baby in your womb or, still, you don't want me or anything related to me”, I was pissed at her? I knew what I was saying was wrong, but she had to understand our situation. It had been one year of our marriage, and we were still talking like a dumb. She sobbed softly. I hated myself for hurting her. “It's not like that. I love kids and I want a baby, but I am scared because the baby is a big responsibility for us as parents”, she said to me. “I'm sorry, Jaan. I know what you are telling me is damn true, but I want a baby from you, and I'll always be with you in every way. For taking care of you and our baby too. I'll always be there for you, Jaan. So just tell me, will you or will
PASHIKA's POV:- [At the Hospital] I'm looking at my sexy husband. He caged me in his arms and ducked his face in my bosom. Aah! I can't understand men and their obsession with breasts. The more I tried to free myself, the more he tightened his grip on my body. He is different, a different creature of God. The way he loves me, cares for me, carries me, holds me, scolds me and even his anger is all a symbol of his obsessive love. His beastly possessiveness, dominance, and cold behavior always scared the shit out of me. His beast is passionate, and I love both of them equally. I love to wake up in his arms. I love to run my fingers in his thick black hair. He is snuggling more into me. I still remember the day when I got a call from the hospital about my grandpa that he was fine and was out of the coma. I was too happy and wanted to share this news with my husband, but was not there with me. He went to NY for an emergency meeting. I rushed to the hospital without thinking abo
PASHIKA's POV:- [One week later] I'm feeling bored. There's nothing much for me to do. He did everything for me. It's been one week now since I last saw my husband. I'm getting worried about him. I want to see him. Let's go to him and ask him about his problems. When I go to his office. All the staff were looking at me with respect. No one dares to say something inappropriate to me. Sister Porishma saw me and immediately hugged me. I asked about my husband. I saw some hesitation in Sister Porishma's eyes, but she said nothing to me. Brother Neil was in a meeting and my husband was in an important meeting also, so I decided to wait in his cabin, so I got into his cabin without knocking, and I saw my nightmare sitting so close to my husband. Rubbing her dirty hands on his shoulders. I was shocked and my breathing got fast and heavy. I was about to collapse on the floor, but Brother Neil scooped me in his arms. What is she doing here with my husband and in his office? My days
“Ji, don't do this to me. Please don't. I want this baby. I love him, please don't snatch him from me. Furthermore, I'll do whatever you want, or I'll accept anyone whom you desire, I'll never say anything about it. Please ji, please. He is our son. He is a part of us, a symbol of our love. Please. You wanted a baby from me. I'm giving you so why ji why you're doing this?”Beauty screamed at the beast. However,The beast was staring at her.Her breathing was labored as she glared at him.“I don't want anything from you, not even a baby".Beast was deeply looking at her. Beauty sobbed loudly at his words.“This is yours. This is your baby”, Beauty broke down in front of him.“I know that and I never, ever in my wildest dreams, point wrongly to your character Pashika", He wrapped his arms around her.“You're a pure soul, Pashika! I'll never get any doubts about Your purity, dignity, and innocence", He wiped her tears.“You gave your precious flower to me then how would I disgrace you.”,
PASHIKA's POV:- ~Mumma~ ~Mumma~ A soft giggling sound makes me wake up from my dream. It was a dream. Dream of my baby boy. I'm not going to cry. I'm strong enough to stand for myself. He snatched my happiness. He snatched my soul. Not only that, but he killed My unborn baby. I'll hate him forever. He is the sole reason for my miseries. I'll destroy him. I'll leave him because I don't want to live with my baby's murderer. Only heaven knows how I'm managing myself to not break down again, especially in front of him. His eyes were as cold as ice when I got consciousness after the abortion. He drugged me. I confronted him, but he didn't appear remorseful for his actions. Before Marriage, he broke a woman. After marriage, he broke a mother now. He is an animal, and I wished to make him pay for what he did to me. There is no love or any emotions in my heart for him. It had been 10 days since my loss He didn't even come to see me, how heartless, animal he is. I would rather not meet
Pashika was going to meet her grandfather for the last time before She would leave Arjun's House and this marriage. She was walking in the corridors of the hospital, and she felt someone was following her. She ignored her gut feelings, but soon blackness covered her vision. Pashika woke up and found herself tied to the chair. She was Panicky, looking here and there as fears filled her heart. Presently, She immediately thought of Arjun. Arjun and his ways, specially the way he always saved her. Her heart said that this time, too, Her husband would definitely save her. She cursed her brain for her stupidity, that how would he know where she was and the fact that someone had abducted her for no reason? Her thought of trail broken by the sound of steps. She looked up at the face of her kidnapper. She was hell shocked to see a man who was in his early 50, was standing with his all glory in front of her. He looked a little familiar to her. She observed to see that man and suddenly, s
Pashika was shivering from fear. Fear of Arjun. Fear of his anger, fear of the car's speed. Arjun was driving the car very rashly. She stole glances at him. His grip on the steering was so hard that his knuckles turned white, and his face was red because of the anger. However, her nagging mind was making her disturbed too. Which was loaded with numerous questions. Whenever She tried to open her mouth to ask him about the mysterious man who was claiming to be the father of her husband, but one glare from Arjun made her shut her mouth completely. Arjun stopped the car outside the house, and Pashika jumped out of the car and ran into the house without looking back at him. .... PASHIKA's POV :- I rushed towards our bedroom hurriedly, not wanting to face the angry Beast, what I only to see the mess that had been created by my husband. Our room was destroyed. The table lamp and all the decorative items were broken. Everything was scattered around the corner of the whole room.
Arjun's POV :- “Where are you going, wifey?”, I teased her and knew where she was trying to go. Aah! This woman is really something, but what can I accept from her? I hurt her and broke her. She thinks that I'm cheating on her because of the stupid woman named Fiona Faisal and yeah, my Jaan already announced me that I am a murderer who killed our babies. She tried to leave me, but somehow all the circumstances weren't in her favors. “I'm going away from you and yeah, don't disturb me because I am too sleepy to fight with you," She said. She finally accepted that she didn't want to fight with me. I think it'll be helpful for me to win her again. “Come and sleep in bed with me and don't forget about your grandpa, wifey," I threatened her. Shit, but I really don't have any choices. Her legs are wounded too. She didn't turn around and quietly stood at the door. “You're mine, you are mine and you can't run away from me because I am going to imprison you in my heart and in my arms