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Forced Marriage for Revenge The Kiss felt Intimate
Rahul POVPain.Excruciating pain all over my body, that is what I felt the moment my eyelids opened.The bright white light was even more painful for my eyes and head. My nose could immediately register the smell in the room. The smell of disinfectants hit my nostrils strongly and I have been enough times to this type of place that I know exactly where I am. The typical hospital smell. The disinfectants, sterilizing chemicals and so on. And my ears registered the sound of beep- beep, which I suppose is from various machines that is attached to me to monitor my vitals. But my eyes, my eyes registered her.The young woman who made my heart miss its beats. The woman who unintentionally and unknowingly has got me wrapped around her pinky finger.Riya Mehra.An innocent yet not so innocent angel.“You are awake.” She whispered, her voice sounding extremely relived.Her once lively eyes looked tired and exhausted.“You came.” I whispered, my throat feeling dry and itchy.“Let me call the d
Forced Marriage for Revenge We are in the Hospital
Riya POVThis is not what I planned to do. All I had to do was reach his accident spot and take him to the hospital. Admit him and Vikram Bhai, then leave.That’s it. That’s all I should do and that’s all I should have done.Not this.Definitely not this.I definitely should not lay on him. I should not have kissed him. I should not let his hands roam all over my body.I pulled away from his lips, breathless.“You are hurt.” I whispered, worried about his injuries. There are not much wounds other than the deep cut on his forehead and some abrasions across his shoulders which had painted his shirt crimson. However, I knew better, the bruises are nothing in front of the injuries he would get every day in his line of business.His thumb slightly swiped my lower lip and my eyes went his lower lip and then went to his dark orbs. His gaze filled with absolute desire. Unfiltered desire for me. I should be scared of him and the emotions he held for me, openly. He is a dangerous man, like lite
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
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 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 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 Entertainment
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 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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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
