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Forced Marriage for Revenge

Forced Marriage for Revenge

BLURB “No please. Stop. Its paining so much. Please take it out. Please I beg you. Take it out. I will die.” I cried and screamed at the top of my voice. My palms pushing against his chest trying to stop him at least for a second. Seizing my hands with one hand above my head and grabbing my jaw with another, his fingers dug into my skin making my lips to pout, he whispered “Do you think I care?” and started thrusting inside me with renewed force. His each and every thrust earned a high pitch scream and endless flow of tears from me. But I knew he was enjoying it. Isn’t that the reason he married me??? So that he can give me endless pain and make me suffer. Well, he succeeded, with that I let the darkness consume me to escape the unbearable pain. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………. A mafia leader hell bent on taking revenge and a fierce mafia heiress never bending to anyone’s will. She was never meant to be for his world. And he was never meant to be for anyone. Then their worlds collided. He hated her with passion and she despised him with every cell of her body. And they both vowed to destroy each other.
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Chapter: Art of Losing
Ayaan POVPower and money were the lifeblood of their world, that bought respect, loyalty and ultimately, survival. For the men, who lived their whole life on streets on empty stomach had better understanding about that.They were like a double edged sword and they all were willing to wield it, no matter the cost. Those who held power were witnesses that wealth followed power, like a loyal shadow trailing its master. Every mafia man knew that to rise through the ranks, one had to be willing to do whatever it took to grasp and hold on to power.My nana, my dad, my uncles and maybe my mom and her sister knew it too. So, they did what had to be done to survive and rise above the ranks.Victory is not always about fighting till you die or till you win. No, sometimes it’s about mastering the art of losing. The greatest victories come from knowing when to surrender, when to yield. My nana, my mom and my Badi-ma had mastered that art.They knew survival was impossible on that day, if they ke
Last Updated: 2025-03-25
Chapter: How I met your mother
“Around thirty- five years ago, we were nothing but local goons. Doing petty crimes, getting the job done for big mafias and so on. But then we all got greedy except Aadi. He knew the risks involved in our line of work and we all knew once we are in, there was no way out. So he warned to not get ourselves involved in all those things but we aren’t the one to listen, like ever.We went for it for obvious reasons, of course. One, more power and two, we had nothing to lose except our lives. And believe me when I say, spending most of your life in an orphanage and then on the streets with no food and constant fear, kind of makes you lose interest in living.” Akash uncle started, reminiscing his old days.“So, you guys did it nevertheless.” I completed for him.“Yes.” Came my dad’s reply from the passenger seat.“We were on a killing spree. Committed series of murders, blasted ennumber of warehouses and so many dons’ houses. We were unhinged. I think in a span of three months or less, peop
Last Updated: 2025-03-17
Chapter:  The Story Began
Ayaan POVOur car hurtled down the road, eating up the miles in unimaginable speed. Its engine purring smoothly. Inside, we all sat in silence, all lost in our own thought. Akash uncle’s eyes remained fixed on the road ahead, his jaw set in a firm line.Beside him, on the passenger seat was my father, starring out of the window. His broad shoulders slumped slightly and eyes, exhausted.In the back seat, Viren uncle sat beside me. His eyes fixed on some point on the distance. From outside, his face looked calm and collected, but his eyes betrayed the intense emotions that threatened to overwhelm him.I ran my fingers through my hair once again, looking at the passing trees. So many thought running through our mind. Yet the main source of our thinking remains the same.Shweta.Save her. Get her back home safe as soon as possible. And kill the bastards who dared hurt my love.Clenching my fist, I took a deep breath trying to control the rage that is threatening to unleash on any second.
Last Updated: 2024-12-11
Chapter: Brought and Served
Unknown Person POV“Pack everything. We are leaving for Mumbai.” Said my daddy dearest barging in to my room. For heaven sake, it’s just six in the morning.This man has no manners at all, I thought to myself.“Now what happened?” I asked, frustrated to put up with my old father.“I don’t know, what I am going to do with you?” he screamed on my face. “Do you have any idea what the hell is happening in Maharashtra?”“What happened, again?” I stretched the word ‘again’ just to rile him up and got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom to finish my morning routine. And it worked like every other time. Because by the time I was out of the bathroom, my father’s face looked like a ticking bomb which could blast any moment now.“You useless piece of shit, somebody bloody blasted our house. And sent an anonymous mail which has every details of every crime we had committed till now. That bastard is threatening to expose us. Fucking check the phone.” Screaming, he threw his phone which I cau
Last Updated: 2024-12-02
Chapter: Happy Journey
Arjun POV“What? How?” Rahul asked, shock evident in everyone’s face except Aurora.Before any of us could answer, our maid Rumi came running to us. “Sir, all done. We have just get out of the door. And once we are all outside, I will burn it.”I nodded my head, forcing myself to pull my mind to the current situation and act spontaneously.“What about Shweta madam?” I asked next.“All done sir. She is perfectly dressed up to fly and still sleeping. She will be sleeping for next five to six hours.” She answered next.“Hm, it’s better if she is asleep till“We are flying.” Vikram asked, surprised.“How? We didn’t have our jet here or is it already here? Did you come here by our private jet? And what do you mean by Bhabhi will be sleeping for next eight hours? Did you do something Aurora? Did you hurt her?” Rahul bombarded with questions after questions.“Will you both just shut up for some time?” Aurora snapped, irritated with the constant questioning and screaming. She is just not buil
Last Updated: 2024-12-01
Chapter: Click. Click. Twice
Arjun POVBefore the trigger could be pulled and the bullet could be fired from the pistol, its deadly trajectory mere milliseconds away from being unleashed on Vikram’s heart, Aurora tapped on Rahul’s shoulder as if asking him to tap out.Her gentle tap echoed through the silent room and then she whispered, wrapping her fingers around his wrist, effectively stopping him from taking any further action. “You don’t have to do it. Let it go, baby.” Her voice deceptively soft and soothing.Rahul’s gaze came to mine and so is Vikram’s, seeking permission and answers to their unasked questions.Is it all over now?Is this some kind of joke? Is it a prank where I am testing their loyalty?Am I really holding Vikram responsible for any kind of betrayal?And so many more but I had answers to none as I, myself, am a mere spectator who just want to get out of this trial and tribulations that life has thrown on my way.My little brother and my Right-hand man did not show it on their face but I
Last Updated: 2024-12-01
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