บททั้งหมดของ Forced Marriage for Revenge: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Arjun POVMaking myself wet with her juices I plunged inside her in one go. She screamed. A painful cry left her mouth as I remain lodged inside her tight hole. She whimpered and her breath came short. She was in pain, too much pain. And seeing her whimpering in pain made my heart clench. I wanted to pull away.But then she said "Don't stop. Don't pull away." I leaned down and kissed her back, "Are you sure? Do you really want me to continue?"I could read her mind. A part of her wanted to say yes and another part which was crazily in love with me wanted to fulfill my desire. So she chose the latter part.Licking her dry lips, she answered "Yes." Then adding further, she continued "Fuck me. Fuck my ass." And I did. It was painful, not just for her but for me too. She was too tight. Sometimes, she whimpered in pain and sometimes moaned in pleasure. Hearing her moan, I pushed my cock deeper and pounded into her without taking any care, like a beast.And then it happened, the dam that ba

THIRD PERSON POVPlacing the brown bag in the furthest corner of the bathroom, Shweta headed straight to the bucket of water that she has filled in the morning. Opening the tap, she let the water overflow and spill on the bathroom floor. The luxury of a shower was long forgotten. Carelessly undressing, she filled the small mug with water and poured it on her head.Mug after mug of water was poured on her. She was feeling hot, sweaty, sticky, and dirty. Whatever this place was, it was too hot for her liking. Taking the loofah, she started scrubbing herself determined to remove each and every trace of him. She was feeling dirty not because there were blood stains on her, but because she could still feel his hands on her. Moreover, his cologne and unique manly smell still lingered in her mind.Her snow white skin started turning red due to the vigorous rubbing and her dry eyes once again filled with tears. She was feeling sore all over her body and the cold water was doing nothing to soo

THIRD PERSON POV The next time Arjun opened his eyes, he noted a lot of things. There was another warm body pressed to his. One hand on his chest and a leg above his thighs. A crease formed on his forehead. This was not how he laid beside her. Somehow he felt relaxed and his headache was long gone. From the small window of the room, he could see the sky has turned dark. There was a persistent knock on the door. For a moment, he could not comprehend if it was still nighttime or early morning. That is when the realization struck him like a lightning bolt. He had slept. No, slash it. He had overslept. He slept so much that he could not even guess if its night or morning. He had slept without any nightmares. There was no blood, no screams, no gun, and no death in his sleep. No, he was not supposed to sleep here. He was supposed to just lie down for some time and leave for his room and continue his day. He was not supposed to sleep with his enemy’s daughter. He was not supposed to ge

THIRD PERSON POV The next time Vikram woke up, he was back at the mansion in his room. He could feel a pair of eyes scrutinizing his every move. He also knows to whom those eyes belong. It was none other than, his best friend, Rahul. Vikram knew his friend won’t find peace until he has cleared each and every doubt of his. Sighing, he prepared himself for his interrogation. Taking a deep breath, he asked “How long was I out?” Checking his wristwatch, Rahul answered casually “Three hours.” Nodding his head slightly, Vikram said, “Ask away.” “Explain Vikram. What happened out there in the club?” Rahul asked without beating around the bush. “Nothing much. I just fainted. You know, it’s been a long time since I slept properly. And see now I am all fine.” He replied casually, spreading his hands wide, trying to lighten the tense mood. “Fucking don’t bullshit me, Vikram. Just fainted you say. You bloody behaved like an old man having a heart attack. So please spare me with your I- am

Unknown person POV“Aadi is dead.” I said taking a long puff from the cigarette.“Dead?” he whispers yelled in shock.“How and when? How the hell I did not know about it?” he screamed once again.“10 days before. It’s all over the news. They fabricated it as a fire accident due to a short circuit in his mansion.” I replied taking another long puff from the cigarette.“And you are informing me now.” I nodded my head slightly.“You were out of town. Meeting in person was not possible. Did not find it safe to inform you on the phone. You never know who could be the next between us. Don’t want to put your life in danger. I lost my one brother, not ready to lose another” I replied.Taking a deep breath, he asked “They fabricated, you said. Then what is the actual cause.”“Bomb blast. Nothing was left of the house except ashes and his burnt body. It was all planned. The cops closed the case saying it was a fire accident within ten hours after the accident. No further investigation was carri