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Forced Marriage for Revenge Calculate her Ovulation
ARJUN POVPast“Tanu. Tanu.” I called entering our house and removing my shoes and socks.“Arjun Baba, you came early today.” Sarla Aunty asked.“Haan (yes) there is no more meetings today so I thought I will have lunch at home. Where is Tanvi?” I asked removing my coat and watch and gave it to a maid.“She is in her room. She said she is feeling sleepy and wanted to rest.” Sarla aunty replied.“Sleepy at 1’o clock in the afternoon?” I asked again.“Yes baba. She said because of tablets she is feeling sleepy, so I let her rest. I was just going to wake her up for lunch and you came.” She said.“Okay. You set the table, I will bring her down. And Sarla aunty please take help from other maids. Don’t do everything by yourself.” I said but knew she would not listen; she never did till now. Especially after our multiple failed attempts to get pregnant, she had taken the responsibility of our diet on her shoulders. And I am forever grateful to her for being a second mother to Tanu.Turning
Forced Marriage for Revenge Typical Wife
Shweta POV“Give me the passcode, Arjun.” I asked rather demanded.Letting out a humorless laugh, he mocked “And here I thought you would threaten me with something like ‘I would chop your fingers and unlock your phone.’ But nope, here you are still asking for the code as if I would tell you just like that. Are you really a don’s daughter or some imposter? You should really start behaving like a Mafia Heiress otherwise the villains in our world will eat you alive.”Taking a deep breath and once again reminding myself that he is carrying a bloody freaking gun and could practically kill me within a fraction of second, I controlled my anger and said “Stop behaving as if I am asking for some nuclear launch codes or your safety lockers code.”“Trust me I would have given you both if I have knowledge about those without any hesitation. But not my phone. That’s beyond your reach. So be a good girl, listen to me and give me my phone back before it turns ugly for both of us.” It was a warning
Forced Marriage for Revenge Baseless and Useless
Third Person POV“Let me go.” She whispered, her voice hoarse from all the crying yet one could not miss the fire in her dark orbs.“I am not the one holding you.” He stated, indicating her hold on his wrist with his eyes. Shweta’s eyes travelled to his wrist where she has held him and she immediately left his hand as if she would get burned if she touched him.She walked up to him, her toes almost touching his and her head reached up to his chest. Lifting her head, her bloodshot eyes met his, “You can never avenge your wife’s death. Your revenge is bound to remain unfinished.” The hurt she was feeling, she wanted him to feel at least one percent of it. And she knew she did hurt him with that one single sentence. It was visible like day light with the way his body turned rigid.Arjun clenched his jaw in anger and before he could give lash out at her, she continued “I am not her culprit. I never was. She did not know me. I did not know her. In this lifetime, we never crossed path and e
Forced Marriage for Revenge Six Weeks Pregnant
Arjun POVPastWe are in Dubai for more than one month now. This one month was absolute bliss and hectic for both us. We both were extremely busy indulging ourselves in extending our business as well as enjoying the city as tourists. There were back to back meetings with investors, employers, managers, civil engineers and so on. Tanvi was more than happy as she is finally able to put her MBA degree to some use also she is finally able to move around without any bodyguards tailing behind her.I own multiple chains of hotels and motels all over India. Rahul and I thought about extending our business in foreign countries too. Considering our line of work, it was kind of difficult to leave India and stay in another country for longer period of time to set up new hotels in other countries. After giving it an ample amount of time and thought, Rahul and I decided to go ahead with our plan. We were considering different tourist spots which are cheaper and affordable for Indians like Bali, Vie
Forced Marriage for Revenge Unattainable Dream
Arjun POVPastWe all have heard and believed in love at first sight. Something that is not very uncommon. But have you ever fell in love with someone who has not even arrived in this world yet. Someone whom you have not even met. All you had seen is a tiny black dot in a black and white picture. And you know deep in your heart that your whole existence would revolve around that person.That person would soon be the reason for your existence. And you know you would protect it with your life. This is the exact feelings Tanu and I, are going through for the past ten days.After receiving the good news in the hospital, Tanu had cried rivers. Her tears were unstoppable. For the first time in the past five years, they were not tears of sadness or broken hope.Instead they were tears of happiness.Tears of relief.Tears of surprise.Tears of fulfillment of a desire.Tears of fulfillment of prayer.Tears of hope and many more.She had cried her heart out, hugging and kissing me not caring ab
Forced Marriage for Revenge Then you walked in
Shweta POVIn the hushed embrace of the night, memories came haunting. Sleep, the only coping mechanism that I had used till now was far away from me eyes tonight. All his atrocities flashed before my eyes.The echo of cruel laughter of that monster and his men and the wound inflicted on my father’s body, did not let me close my eyes. After my recent encounter with him, I am sure about one thing. His revenge-driven mind would not let me go without breaking me beyond repair.There are times when his logical mind kicked in and he let me go unharmed. But there were also times when he stripped me of my dignity without any remorse and I am scared of that part of his mind.He won’t let me go unharmed every time. If there is one thing I am sure about then that is his primal need to avenge his wife’s death. And he would do it at any cost. So I have to be prepared. I can’t always escape merely by back answering him.I have to be prepared when I meet him next time. Also I have to think of way t
Forced Marriage for Revenge We Blast Them
Third Person POV“Yes. Yes. I know. I know that monster’s name. His name is Ar……Aaaaaaaaaaaa” Before she could take her tormentors name, the phone was snatched away from her hand making her scream in horror and terror. Fear of getting caught and the aftermath, gripped her throatAnd she turned her head, ready to face the monster and what or she should say whom she faced left her frozen. The face which welcomed her was not the one she thought it would be.“Baby, Shweta. Jaan, are you there? Shweta, are you okay? Tell me you are okay. Shweta. Shweta.” They both heard the voice coming from the other end of the call and before Shweta could answer, the call was disconnected by the snatcher.Ayaan grew restless the moment the call got disconnected. The caller Id being blocked made it difficult for him to reach out to Shweta. Yet he tried calling the private number from the call list again and again but to no vail. The call got disconnected automatically every time he dialed.“Aaaahhhh.” He
Forced Marriage for Revenge Destroy or Get Destroyed
Riya POVRelief coursed through me the moment Vikram bhai and Rahul left the room. I slumped on the chair in exhaustion and took a deep breath, grateful that it is all over and it went exactly as we planned.Rahul.Rahul Singhania.The man who made the ground beneath my feet slip.Tall, dark and confident, exuding a calm and murderous aura at the same time. Sharp jaw line and piercing eyes that would lead anyone’s soul naked. Left my soul naked for his bare eyes. And the impeccably tailored expensive suit, he was clad in exuded sophistication and elegance. Turning every one’s heads wherever he goes without any effort from his side. A man of refined style and natural charisma.If anything, I was not prepared for the Rahul, I met today. I did not brace myself for a man who stood extremely relaxed irrespective of the fact that I knew he was a mafia man. My team did their fair share of research before trapping them in our web of lies.Yes, lies.Everything is a lie. I expected a fierce per
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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
