Don't snatch my beauty !

“Look at yourself in the mirror now, and see how beautiful you look?”

After saying he immediately takes out all the tissue paper out of her mouth and sticks his cheeks over her. While Hiya trembling, closes her eyes with pain. In the embrace of Rehan her whole existence was wobbling, even her breathing was getting shallow and weak slowly, she could feel.

She was shaking in his arms only when he roared again, “See yourself in the mirror Hiya… see how beautiful you are?”

At his request, she peers her lashes up and stares in the mirror. The kohl, flowing from her soaked eyes, had turned her face black. Swollen cheeks bore marks of a belt, and amidst the blood, only her chin remained intact, adorned by her beautiful, long, black, thick hair.

She closed her eyes in fear and, sobbing, said, "N... no... no, I don't look good. I'm not... not beautiful at all."

While she continued to sway her neck, he yelled, pulling her hair, "I said, say yes... say I look very beautiful."

In pain, Hiya began to whimper before him, "Utkarsh, it hurts a lot, please let me go... it hurts.”

As she wriggled in his arms, he chuckled and said, "Sweety, where is the pain now? The pain is just beginning."

Then, placing his hand on her chin, he continued with a mischievous smile, "Yes, so what was I saying? These black, lovely, thick, and long hair of yours that keep your beauty intact."

Gently running his fingers through her beautiful hair, he whispered with a wicked smile.

Then he paused, leaning even closer, "That's why every other man gets attracted to you...right, my baby?" he asked, looking into Hiya's eyes.

Upon which, Hiya's sobbing intensified. "I'm thinking, wouldn't it be great if these were cut off? What do you say, Hiya, baby...?" he laughed heartily as he spoke.

"N... no, Utkarsh, you can't do this, you know how much I love my hair. Please, Utkarsh, don't do this. I'll do whatever you say, just don't cut my hair," she pleaded, holding his hand, tears streaming down her face. Her tears rolling fell onto Utkarsh's hands, but he showed no mercy towards her tears.

Ignoring her pleas, he had just picked up scissors from the dressing table when she fell to his feet, grabbing onto his legs, crying, "Utkarsh... Utkarsh, please don't do this. You can do anything to me, but don't take away my hair... my beauty, please.”

"See, you came to the track now... first, you were saying I'm not beautiful, and now suddenly, you're saying don't take away my beauty, so you can flaunt it to other men," he said, lifting her with anger, pulling her towards him, and continuing to pull her hair.

Hiya continued to look at him silently with empty eyes. While he badly runs the scissor over her hair, cutting it bluntly in a irregular pattern. In the midst of this, she desperately tried to save her beautiful, black, thick, and long hair. She screamed and struggled against the beast, but couldn't save her shining locks from being destroyed.

It's said that the beauty of a girl or woman lies in her hair. And today Utkarsh snatched away Hiya's all shine and grace, and buried them.

Looking at her cutted off hair lying on the floor here and there, she was driving crazy. But Utkarsh didn't even give her the permission to cry over it.

Before she could pay a martyr to her cutted hair he took Hiya and dragged her over the bed. Then he opened his shirt buttons one by one and hovered over her. No matter how much she tries to save herself from a monster like him, she miserably fails.

Even today he forced himself over and even tore off her dress from here and there. And then like a vulture, feasted over her body, scratching and biting her skin. Her own husband was harassing and raping her while her screams were not ready to die only. The more she used to struggle and yell, the more he used to enjoy and find relief in it.

What more disgraceful can happen with a woman than this?

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The night had fallen, shrouding everything in darkness, and there was an air of uncertainty about Ahil's whereabouts. Shalini, Ahil's mother, found herself torn between frustration and concern. A sense of disappointment lingered, leading her to refrain from making any calls to him that day. Yet, beneath the layers of irritation, a mother's worry persisted.

In the dimly lit hall, Shalini moved anxiously, her black gown gracefully flowing with each step. Her hair was secured in a catcher, and a pair of crocs adorned her feet as she paced back and forth. The ticking clock seemed to echo the rhythm of her restless thoughts.

Ahil's father, observing Shalini's unease, suggested, "Shalini, let's retire for the night. Ahil is no longer a child. If he hasn't returned yet, he will soon."

However, Shalini couldn't shake off her concern. She spoke, her voice a mix of frustration and deep maternal care, "How can I not worry? He is the sole heir to our family legacy. I only wish for his life to be free from the burdens of sorrow and pain. I can't bear the thought of him spending nights toiling on the streets. My only desire is for him to settle down quickly, to come home on time. I long for the day when we can revel in the joy of grandchildren. What more could we ask for?" Her words carried a poignant blend of love, apprehension, and the timeless hope for her son's well-being.

With a wry smile, she lamented, "It's almost as if every girl is more fascinated by the digits in my son's bank account than by him. Aakriti followed the same pattern. One of these days, she'll surely earn herself a mother's curse. He, who was once such a compassionate soul, has been transformed into someone with a heart of stone. Day and night, he buries himself in work, oblivious to the toll it's taking on his own health."

As Ahil's parents continued their conversation, the atmosphere suddenly shifted with the intrusive ring of Ahil's father's phone. The screen displayed Ahil’s number, momentarily raising hopes. However, the voice that greeted them on the other end was not Ahil's.

"I'm Doctor Sushant from Max Hospital. Are you Mr. Ahil Raizada's father?"

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Will Hiya's life end as soon as she endures the atrocities of Utkarsh or will something more happen?

What will be the reaction of Ahil's parents when they come to know that their son met with an accident?

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