Meher's p.o.v
I turned towards him and said wiping my tears," Now, your wish of marrying me is also fulfilled. Please, let me return to India."
I requested him hoping that he will agree because I think his wish of binding me with him is fulfilled now.
" Why so hurry love? We will return. But, first, we will celebrate our honeymoon here as well," He said smiling and came forward.
My face becomes paled after hearing him. All those humiliating moments from the past started flashing in front of my eyes and my heart is becoming heavy. Will he again treat me as his mistress?
I asked him blankly," So, you will force me again to sleep with you?"
This time he clutched my ch
Warning- Mature scene ahead with trigger warning scene and language. If you are uncomfortable then kindly don't read. 🔞🔞🔞Author's p.o.vSehreyar hovered over Meher and as a reflex, her hands came between them to stop him. She looked at him with her teary eyes and found him looking at her with lust.Sehreyar held both wrists of her tightly and pressed them against the bed. He placed his lips on her lips licking and sucking her pink petals hungrily.She is keeping her mouth shut so that he can't enter his tongue inside her. But, Sehreyar pressed her wrists with more force and the glass bangles of her hands got broken. They pierced through her soft delicate wrists and she screamed aloud.Taking this as an opportunity, Sehreyar entered his tongue inside her invading every inch of her mouth. Her sweet saliva is making him crazy and encouraging
Meher's p.o.v"Pain and fear"That's what I am feeling right now. My whole body is aching because of the brutality he has done with my body. I am still lying on the bed naked. Just a thin blanket is covering my bruised body.I am looking at the ceiling and remembered my time from 3 years ago. He used to have sex with me without my consent and it didn't change. Even after marrying me, he is treating me as his mistress, his property.I am afraid of him. I am afraid of his sudden change of mood and behaviour. His dark eyes, his anger, his obsession, his possessiveness are scaring me too much.Suddenly, I remembered Mehrab and my heart clenched in pain thinking about him. It's been hours since I have last seen him. I need to meet him. He must be frightened as its a new place for him.I tried to get up from the bed but failed misera
Sehreyar's p.o.vI wore one of my blue Armani suits and applied my usual Cologne. I wore my Rolex watch and looked at the mirror. I am looking good but I need to set my hairs.Well, I am taking out Meher for dinner and then we will explore the nightlife of Barcelona. She should go out for relaxation. If I lock her inside this house for a long time then she will fall into depressions. I don't want her to suffer anymore.I am now combing my hairs when Mehrab said clutching my one leg," Abbu.......How am I looking?"I looked at him affectionately and found that he is wearing little jeans with a small t-shirt. His honey brown colour hairs are combed in a side and he is looking so adorable.I picked him up and kissed his chubby cheeks. I said pulling his chubby cheeks," You are my handsome boy. You are looking like your Abbu."" Chale? ( Shall we go?)," I he
Meher's p.o.vIt's been 20 minutes since I am running on the street like a hobo. Mehrab is in my arms and looking very frightened. My poor son!" Mamma, where are we going? Why isn't Abbu with us?"He asked me innocently.I said holding him more protectively," We are returning home, baccha(kiddo). Don't be afraid. Mamma is with you. Your Abbu will not come with us."He nodded his head and snuggled more into my chest. I kissed his forehead and patted his head gently.Well, I was just waiting for a chance to leave that restaurant. Sehreyar was talking about past incidents. I wasn't interested to talk about all those times which still hurts me.After he left for washing his coat I managed to come out of the restaurant. His guards were everywhere as per his order and keeping their eyes so that I can't run away. But, Allah was with m
After twenty daysAuthor's p.o.vIt's been twenty days since Sehreyar has locked up Meher inside a dark room. The room has become a hell for Meher. She is suffocating in the room like a caged bird.The room is very creepy without any window. It has just a small ventilator for the air system and a washroom for the natural activities of Meher. The only source of light in this room is a small yellow light. It's more like a prison for Meher.Sehreyar didn't remove the chain from Meher's feet. She has to move with this heavy chain. Her one ankle is bruised as the chain got tightened whenever she moved or tried to remove it. Her conditions are getting worsen day by day.In these 20 days, Sehreyar didn't touch Meher sexually nor he abused her physically. He has given her the proper amount of food and clothing. He was t
Author's p.o.vSehreyar and Meher have returned to India. Both are too much happy with each other.Sehreyar is happy that finally, Meher is with him and Meher is happy that she has returned to India. Now, she can meet her family members and execute the plan which she was making in Sehreyar's captivity.Sehreyar and Meher have entered Sehreyar's house. Mehrab is in deep sleep in his mother's embrace. The long journey from Spain to India has exhausted him.Sehreyar and Meher are passing the hall room area when they heard a clapping sound.Both looked forward and found that Sehreyar's Dadi is sitting on the couch and she is clapping her hands. She is mocking Sehreyar by her clapping."Woah!!!!!!! Bhai dushman ki behen sey shadi kar leta hey aur behen dushman sey hi shadi kar liya( Wow!!! Brother has married enemy's sister and sister has married the e
Meher's p.o.v"At the end, the mother became stronger and taught a good lesson to the devil who tormented her. Finally, the mother and her little son lead a peaceful life," I finished the story and looked at my son who is in deep sleep snuggling into my chest.It's night time and I was telling Mehrab a bedtime story. It has become his habit to hear stories from me.I looked at the clock and it's 9:30 p.m. Sehreyar hasn't returned from the office and I am not waiting for him either.I kissed Mehrab's forehead stroking his baby hairs. I covered him and myself with a duvet. I closed my eyes to sleep when I got a message.I took my phone and found that it's a message from my brother Asif. I opened the message and a smile formed on my lips.I replied writing," Keep searching. You will find out more proofs. Remember what we have deci
Meher's p.o.vI am sitting in the living room with Mehrab who is busy playing with his toys. His wound is now bandaged. Thanks to Allah that the wound wasn't very deep.I saw Sehreyar coming towards me with a big smile on his face. I smiled back looking at him." What are you doing, love?" He asked sitting beside me. He patted Mehrab's head and checked his wound first. I saw tension in his eyes for Mehrab.Then he kissed my forehead gently and I again felt something that I shouldn't feel. I am still stupid who always fall for his gentle side. I shouldn't forget about his misdeeds.I replied blushing," Nothing. Just watching our little son's playing with his toys."" You look so cute when you blush," he complimented me tucking a few strands of my hairs behind my ear. He touched my lips with his thumb gently and smiled brightly.I looked away and s