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Forced Marriage for Revenge HER SCREAMS
She wiggled and tried to free herself. Smacking hard on her left ass cheek, he warned "Don't make me hurt you more."Unzipping his pant, he held her ass cheeks wide apart in a tight grip. Hearing the zip sound and feeling his tight grip on her, made her legs shake with dread. She was scared, anticipating the inevitable pain.And with a hard thrust he penetrated her ass, making her scream like banshee. Shaking her head, she screamed "Nooo. Stop please. Ahhhhh. It's hurting. Please stop." She was not lubricated at all. She was dry, as dry as a dessert. Squeezing her waist tightly, he slowly moved out only to slam back in with double the force, making her scream more. "STOP PLEASE. TAKE IT OUT. AHHHHH. HELP ME. SOMEBODY HELP ME."Each thrust created an excruciating pain through her body, made her feel as if her insides were torn part. Her screams filled the small room. With each thrust her body moved forward and the bed shook with the impact. "Scream more. I want your scream to echo all
Forced Marriage for Revenge WISH AND HOPE
ARJUN P.O.VPutting my clothes on, I left her room in a hurry. It was mandatory for my sanity to leave that room. Staying away from her whimpers and painful moans was important.Her smell engulfed my senses. I smelled of her, though she didn't even touch me. Yet her unique smell lingered on me.Taking long strides, I headed towards my bathroom. Undressing myself, I stood under the shower, turning it on. The cool water settling my chaotic thoughts and providing some comfort for my aching head.Standing under the shower for a good thirty minutes washed every remnant of her or at least I hoped so . Drying myself, I stood in front of the mirror in my walk-in closet, with just a towel on my waist. Her innocent begging and screaming for help were the only sound resonated in my mind.With Tanvi, the begging was only to want more, to go harder and faster. It was never a mere fuck with her; it was always making love. And she always made sure that she marked me.Our lips would be swollen due to
Forced Marriage for Revenge NO PAIN NO GAIN
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
Forced Marriage for Revenge SMALL AND VULNERABLE
ARJUN POVPastRummaging through my closet for the tenth time, I fearfully asked the question that was on the tip of my tongue for the past twenty minutes."Uhh... Tanu..." She hummed pulling the covers over her head even more."Did you see my maroon tie?" I questioned rather fearfully.Throwing the covers away from her, placing her hands on her waist, she yelled "Ahhh... seriously Arjun, can't you even find one simple thing without me. Like seriously, what do you think about me? Do you think, I am your servant who will be in your beck and call every time, huh?"Gulping, I replied "You know it is not like that."Cutting me in mid-sentence, she yelled once again "Then how is it? I don't understand, how are you even a boss to such a big crime organization. You can't even find your own fucking tie.""Okay... Okay... don't stress. It's okay. It won't be a big deal if I, don't wear tie for one day." Saying, I started packing my bag, eager to exit our bedroom. Something is wrong today. I ca
Forced Marriage for Revenge ONE MORE TIME
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
Forced Marriage for Revenge PUZZLE PIECES
ARJUNShweta settled on the bed, when I pulled the tea table near her. Sitting in Indian style, she first took the bowl of soup. Spoon after spoon she drank the soup; not even once did she look at me. Then came the turn of rice and Manchurian balls. Smashing the chicken Manchurian balls, she mixed it completely with the fried rice.Occasionally taking a bite of chicken lollipop, she devoured the fried rice as if I, was starving her for one week. After every two or three bites of rice and chicken lollipop, she would take a sip of coke. Eating the last bite of rice, she placed the spoon back in the plate and finished the remaining coke in the tin.For a girl, who is so thin, it is almost unbelievable that she has such a big appetite. Out of curiosity, I said, "Looks like you prefer Chinese food a lot." And continued filling the same plate with food for myself.Her blank orbs flickered between I, and the food plate I was carrying. Her brows furrowed in confusion. Before she could voice o
Forced Marriage for Revenge BLOODY FIGHT
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
Forced Marriage for Revenge A Wild Night
Third Person POV“Will you please tell me why are we here?” Vikram asked, getting irritated with the bright, colorful lights and loud music. His eyes begged him to sleep for some time.It’s been more than a week since he had a good night’s sleep. Ever since his boss, Arjun, got married he was burdened with tons of work and security protocols. He has to make sure every minute that they are well protected and no harms are on their way as they are not in their territory that too with limited guards.Even though he is the right-hand man to Arjun, Arjun and Rahul never saw him as just an employee, and the same goes for him. They are more of his family than a mere employer. And he would do anything to protect them.But Rahul would really get on his nerves sometimes, just like now. They have been in this stupid club for the past hour and Vikram doesn’t even have an ounce of knowledge as to why they are here. It is not like his friend is very fond of clubbing or pubbing. No, he would spend hi
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Forced Marriage for Revenge Game over
Arjun POVShweta was fast asleep on my bed by the time I was done with my morning routine. I towel dried my hair looking at her sleeping face. Soft snores escaped her lips. She was fast asleep and she would not wake up for next twelve hours. I made sure of that.She was not given just TT shot but also high dosage of sleeping medication.Walking up to her, I sat on my knees on the floor and ran my fingers on her cheek. “You are not aware of it but you are a very important pawn in my game, Shweta. And I will be damned if I let you go or let someone else take you away from me before its game over. Sleep tight, princess. We have a long way to go.” I whispered and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.I walked to my closet and picked up a pair of cargo pant and white t-shirt. Hurriedly wearing them, I got out of the room to call Rahul and Vikram except I did not have to. They stood in threshold with multiple bruises and bandages on their body.Shaking my head in annoyance, I said “I see, it
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Forced Marriage for Revenge Her well-wisher
Arjun POV“Leave me, you disgusting bastard.” She screamed on my face, tears welling up in her eyes.“I don’t plan to, baby.” I whispered and licked her earlobe.She scrunched her face in disgust and tried pushing me away, but failed miserably. Holding her neck, I pushed her behind on the bed making her lay flat on my bed and hovered above her. She trashed in my hold, her fingers trying to remove my grip from her neck and legs trying to kick me. Her wounded knees restrained her movements and she whimpered in pain.Before I could smash my lips against hers, my phone rang. The loud ringtone echoing in the whole room and both of us stiffened. This is not the right time to call someone and it just means one thing.Something had gone wrong.Someone from my circle is in danger.There’s an absolute emergency situation.Pulling myself away from her, I picked up my phone that laid beside her and walked up to window.The screen displayed one of my trusted men’s name from Mumbai mansion. Swiping
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Shweta POVMy knees looked like there were not one but more than one knee cap attached to them. My palm looked like I was holding a small cushion in my hand by the time he finished bandaging my wounds.I took multiple deep breaths to control my growing irritation and frustration seeing my knees and palm. I wanted to scream at his face and say ‘You have done a pathetic job’ but I cannot. Of course for obvious reasons, one even I cannot bandage myself and two, he may go back to his hulk mode once again and start hurting me again.Therefore, I tried controlling my growing irritation but it finally snapped when that monster started tying another knot behind palm. “Have you ever, like ever done this before?” I asked, pointing towards the bandages on my knees and palm. Keeping all the things back on the first-aid box and locking it, he got up from the floor and replied taking his sweet time. He must have surely got the hint about my question and if not then my voice must have given it away
Forced Marriage for Revenge You look familiar
Shweta POVThere he is, on his knees and removing every small glass pieces that had pierced my knees, one by one. Relief flooded me the moment he lifted me off the ground. But soon it was replaced by fear. Fear of what he might do to me now?Every time he removed a single piece, I hissed in pain and a small drop of blood oozed from my skin. Seeing blood on my knees, my eyes went to his hand where I had stabbed him some time ago. His right hand which has cradled my ankle gently, had dried blood on the back of hand. Blood still flowed from his left bicep, making me gulp in uneasiness.How did I get so violent? I was on the verge of killing that woman today. I, myself would have become a monster today, I thought to myself.I winced when he held my palm, the glass shard had drawn a crimson lines and some small pieces were still stuck in my palm. Unable to look at blood that marred both of us now, I averted my gaze. His phone laid on the ground now, probably fell from that woman’s hand whe
Forced Marriage for Revenge Kneeled in front of her
Author POVThe door broke with a thud awaking every asleep guard and alerting every awake guard.Shweta sighed hearing the door break and muffled her face more in to the soft bed. From the small room, existed Arjun in his half naked glory. Blood flowing continuously from his both hands from the wound given by Shweta. But he did not have time to look at his injuries now. He has to find her. And find her fast.Guards ran in the whole mansion to see the intrusion. The number of men in the house was limited, therefore the possibility of some enemy trespassing was higher than compared to their Mumbai mansion. Hurried footsteps echoed in the whole house.Whereas, every fight left Shweta’s body almost for a fraction of second. Closing her eyes shut, she thought to give it one last try. Because if she did not, she may be even killed by the monster as obviously her time is up.Screaming, she used all her strength and kicked the woman’s leg on her knee who had caught her hand in a death grip. T
Forced Marriage for Revenge Burner phone
Riya POVI woke up with a soft naked body pressed against mine. My face pressed to his chest. Soft fingers running through my hair gently. After our make out session, sleep engulfed me almost immediately. I could hardly keep my eyes open. I was exhausted not just because of us fucking each other but also crying for his well- being. By the time we were done, it was way past mid-night.I would not have ever imagined that I would end up sleeping with him. It was not to be taken so far. He is a dangerous man. Also even he may have hand in my bestie, Shweta’s abduction or worst he and his brother would have been the killer of Aadi uncle, just like my brother said.The question is even after all this; do I regret doing what I did? No, never. I might die of guilt each and every second of my life but regret, I doubt it.It was perfect in a way that I could never describe it in words. And I would never exchange this moment with anyone else. I never thought my first time would be like this and
Forced Marriage for Revenge Beautiful and passionate moment
Author’s POVThe air was thick with anticipation. The dimly lit hospital room played a warm and desirable ambiance.They parted their lips, both breathless. Their eyes met in a silence and words became unnecessary for consent at that moment. None of them wanted to stop and were extremely eager to explore each and every nook and corner of each other’s body.Rahul could hear Riya’s heart pounding and he placed his lips on his forehead silently in assurance.“You sure?” He asked, want to be sure of her answer.“Absolutely.” She murmured, her voice barely audible yet he heard it. Smiling, he placed a peck on the corner of her lips.Gently getting up, he walked away towards the door. “Where are you going?” She impatiently asked, confused with his action. “Well, I don’t want your brother or anyone else to barge in our room, when we are doing ‘it’?” Saying he locked the door. Turning, he looked at the beauty on the bed, memorizing each and every minute details about her.Looking at the heate
