A mountain of nervousness built within her heart. She could just hear her heart beating violently within her chest cavity. As if she was just able to feel the ferociousness of its uncontrollable beatings. The wild and rash heart beating, ringing her ear drums. She sensed the life slowly slipping away from her limbs, making her body ache with sudden tension and nervousness."Yes," Without contemplating, she answered directly so he won't suspect her."So what are you hiding, Roshanay?" he questioned, slowly digging his fingers into her waistband, playing with it."I'm not," she shook her head. Her body a bundle of nerves. Tears of apprehension burning her eyes, making her eye balls glisten."You are," he asserted.She gulped, feeling her composure sliding away as she just continued looking into his eyes worriedly. His hand slipped down, caressing her inner thighs and she felt her anxiety reaching at its highest point."I wanted to tell you something," she said again, her body going in a
She stopped dead in her tracks and when she looked at him, he was already turning off the phone before placing it on the site table and looked at her."Hmn?" he insisted. "And why did you leave this bed without my permission?" he questioned, looking at her."I didn't know...I'd have to...to take permission," she answered, looking down."Come here," he tapped the place next to him and watch her taking small step towards him and stood by his side.He held her hand before looking at her. Already feeling, slight tremors exuding her body.Within a flash, she was pulled down to his legs, face first. Her hips resting on his thighs and he placed his hand on her waist to hinder her movements."What are you doing?" she asked, swaying her legs in the air.He turned her body around in a swift move as now she faced him, with her terror stricken face. He pulled her body completely on the bed, hovering over her."Why the fuck have you removed your wedding dress?" he asked again."I'm sorry....I'm so
Tick TockTickTockHer ears were just able to detect this sound and her eyes kept on staring at the ceiling without a blink. The room was silent and she could hear his soft breaths as he was in a deep slumber but whenever she closed her eyes, trying to sleep, she would wake up.It wasn't due to the anxiety or anticipation of her future but she missed someone, dearly. On and on, she could see her mother's beautiful face imprinted, behind her closed lids. Since the day, she had gone and caught by those terrorists, Roshanay couldn't sleep. Her every night was sleepless just like this one.She knew her mother was most probably dead. Her unsurety about the situation was the only ray of hope for her. She could never assuredly claim that her mother was dead, there would always be a 'probably' there. If she could say, her mother was most probably dead then she could also say, her mother was most probably alive. That probably was a hope for her.A hope she was relying on and going to rely fo
"Slept well?" he asked, sitting beside her.She just gave a nod to him."Good. Any intent to get up yet or not?"And again her answer was a nod. She left the bed and was standing up when her hand was snaked against her waist and she was pulled to his lap.Her first instinct came in and she began to wriggle against his hold. Doesn't matter, how many night she had spent with numerous men she had always demonstrated her resistance and now it became a part of her instinct. Never in her life, she thought, could ever be able to get used to a man's touch. Never.Be that man, her husband."What are you doing?" he asked, pulling her more towards him.And here he despised this thing the most, her struggling and trying to go away whenever he touches her."Please," she pleaded, her fingers trying to pry off his grip of from her waist."Please what?" he clenched his jaw."You said, you've given me... time," she negotiated in her tremulous voice."It excludes coming near you. Don't twist my words,"
Chewing on her fingers, she was sitting anxiously on the off white couch. Anxiety rolled off her face. She could hear the water running in the bathroom that meant he was taking a shower. And she didn't want that shower to be over ever. She, now, wasn't having the courage to face him.Afraid and scared. And you've earned a punishment, my wife.His dominating voice again ran within her ears.What would he do?She kept on thinking that, making more and more chills to walk on her spine.Her eyes moved left then right, moving to and fro among the four walls. Her throat had caged her breath and her whole body was cold.The fear of punishment was making her heart beat to rise rapidly.Would he beat her?Slap her?Rape her?How he would punish her?The scenarios running in her mind made series of goosebumps to rise all over her body. Her body getting more and more cold.All the anticipation flooded inside her and she felt tears running to her eyes but she blinked them in.Disturbed, she sto
"There's this one more rule. Most important of them," he uttered, his fingers slowly caging her slender neck. "You're not allowed to talk any other men which is not me. Unless necessary," he warned, calmly, freezing her by his words. Her eyes widened with surprise. Why did he utter those words. That sentence made her tensed. "Not even look at them," he emphasized, slightly putting a pressure on her neck, "You would not want to test me in this regard.""I won't. I....I assure you," she answered breathlessly, moving his eyes towards his chest. "Good. And if I found out that you did, I'll skin you alive,"She shrunk back and stared at him, fearfully. Tears welled up her eyes, sparkling them and made her vision blurred. They were at the brink of cascading down her eyes but she blinked several times to drink them in."Take my words very seriously. I'm not playing around," he threatened and she felt threatened."I'm," she whispered."Good girl. Now calm down, don't shiver," he spoke. His v
That night.Those green eyes.Her first time.And what he did to her.How he treated her.It was all unforgettable."Moosa," the man's voice reached her ears and her mind was clawed by the painful memories of the pastIt was unbelievable. Surreal!Unrealistic!Impossible!!!"Ayaan," Moosa acknowledged and walked down the wooden stairs. His gait strong and powerful, while Roshanay stilled at a spot. Feeling all the life draining out of her body slowly and steadily. Her heart racing a mile a minute. Within seconds, she began to feel suffocated and felt hot tears rushing to her eyes.She knew they were uncontrollable.They would break free through the barrier of her eyes, wouldn't matter how much would she try to cease the. Control them. Those watery tears would gush through her eyes like water running wildly through the waterfall. Not wanting anyone to witness her state, she stepped back. Taking one more step backwards, she turned around and ran towards the room. ......"Roshanay you
"What?!" She uttered in disbelief and began to free herself from the men who had caught her arms. Her legs trying to walk but they caught her arms."Leave me! Leave me!" She thrashed her arms. Her voice breathless as she tried to go for Moosa."STOP! STOP!" she screamed upon seeing Moosa who was already walking towards the door."Leave me! Don't do this to me! I beg! I BEG!" she shouted, still trying to free her arms.Moosa who was half-way opening the door, felt someone hurriedly moving towards him and then caught his legs. Sitting in his feet, she joined her hands, looking upwards toward him, helplessly."What are you doing to me? Please no! Please don't do this to me! I'm sorry. Have mercy," she cried and begged but he stared down at her, with blank eyes and tugged his hands inside his pockets."Please! What are you doing? Please! What are you doing?!!" she begged again, tightly holding her hands together."A prostitute like you don't even deserve to breathe in the same air as I an