My childhood love ravished me whole night!

As soon as I turned around, I spotted my friend Mrunali standing there. Thank goodness she's here. I'm certain she'll believe me. I hurried towards her and embraced her tightly.

"Look, Mrunali, everyone is accusing me of being Sophia's murderer." However, Mrunali didn't return the hug, instead, anger was written all over her face.

"What's going on? Why are you looking at me like that?" I tightly held her hand, but she jerked it away harshly. I stood there, bewildered, unable to comprehend what was happening.

"You're the cause of all this trouble. Because of you, I've lost my sister." With those words, she slapped me hard across the face.

"You've killed my sister and her unborn child," she accused, her eyes blazing with anger. Why is everything going wrong? Why is everyone treating me like this?

"It's all a lie. Sophia meant everything to me. How could you even think that I would harm Sophia or anyone else?" I pleaded, attempting to reason with her.

But Mrunali remained there, clenching her fists in anger, and I couldn't back down. I needed to prove my innocence.

"Read this letter carefully; it seems like Sophia was forced to write it since she doesn't use such language." I handed her the letter penned by Sophia.

"You're utterly shameless, trying to appear innocent after killing my sister," she began to laugh, tearing the letter apart. In a single night, another friend turned against me, and my life crumbled beneath my feet.

"Don't try to deceive me. Sofia herself told me that you desired Elijah and were obsessed with him, willing to do anything to have him. And now, you've killed my sister to get to Elijah," she exclaimed in disbelief. T

his is all wrong. How could Sophia say something like that about me? I was so shocked that I felt transported to a different world when Mrunali...

"But why is Elijah keeping her here? Elijah should have killed her at the first opportunity," Mrunali seethed with anger.

"Elijah married her for a reason, and I don't think you should come between him and his revenge," James interjected, stepping in front of us.

"What the hell? Elijah married my sister's murderer," Mrunali was in a state of shock. "Yes, and he has his reasons," James clarified.

"I don't care about his reasons. I'm not going to let this woman go," Mrunali said as she began to drag me away. When James intervened once again, Mrunali looked at him with teary eyes.

"If you love me, then don't stop me. It's about my sister." James took a step back, looking at Mrunali's tears.

What the hell? James loves Mrunali? I had spent years with these people, yet I never knew that James had feelings for Mrunali. How much more do I need to learn?

As I tried to comprehend what was happening, Mrunali started pulling me away. "What are you doing?"

"Believe me, I'm innocent. Sophia was my best friend. I could never harm her." I continued shouting, but Mrunali didn't listen, and we were just a few steps away from the mansion's gate when she forcefully pushed me to the ground.

I closed my eyes, fearing the impact of the fall, but a strong arm caught me.

"What's happening here?" Hearing a loud noise, I opened my eyes and realized I was in Elijah's arms.

His body trembled with anger.

"Let me go," I struggled in Elijah's grasp, but he held me firmly by the waist.

"Have you forgotten that your mother is still in my possession?" Upon hearing this, I ceased my struggle, and tears welled up in my eyes. I had always desired Elijah's touch, but not with hatred, only with love. Elijah's hand rested on my waist, and mine on his chest.

We gazed into each other's eyes when Mrunali's voice pierced through the air,

"Wow, it hasn't even been two days since you killed my sister, and you've already taken her place."

"Shut up, Mrunali, or you'll witness the worst side of me," Elijah threatened her, his gaze cold and piercing.

"Sophia will never forgive you. You're an unfaithful husband and partner," Mrunali angrily addressed Elijah before looking at me with pure hatred.

With that, Mrunali retreated to her room, crying, and James followed her. I never thought James would fall for a passionate girl like Mrunali, but love is unpredictable.

"My little seductress, you're only allowed to look at me," Elijah forcefully pulled me towards him, and I stumbled against his chest. His lips formed a twisted smile. I knew the worst was yet to come, but there was no one I could trust.

"So, what have you decided? Will you give yourself to me, or will you let your mother die?" Elijah moved closer to my lips, his breath caressing my face. I never expected that the man I loved would treat me like this.

"I am willing to do whatever you want with my body, but remember, you'll regret it because I am innocent," I tearfully expressed, but all I could see in his eyes was hatred. Elijah roughly pulled me closer and forcefully began to kiss me.

I wanted to resist, but how could I stop the love I had for him? Lost in the moment, I failed to realize when I collided with the wall. I was completely consumed by the intoxicating essence of love, and my ability to think vanished.

We kissed passionately, my way of expressing the immense love I held in my heart for him. But suddenly, Elijah stepped back, leaving me flushed.

"You have an insatiable desire within you. You claim you're doing this for your cause, but your sinful body tells a different story," he pinched my nipples, causing me to arch my back in response.

Elijah was right; I had no control over my body. But how could I explain to him that this wasn't mere lust, but love? I knew the circumstances were wrong, but my heart refused to listen.

"For your lust, you took my wife's life. From now on, this lust will only bring you pain. You may have ended my wife's life, but every night, your soul will be crushed under my feet," Elijah's jaw tightened, sending shivers down my spine.

As I tried to cope with Elijah's threats and the shattering of my innocent heart, he untied the knot, and the bedsheet fell from my body. I stood there, completely naked in front of him.

"Please, Elijah, stop," I pleaded, covering my body with my hands. But he continued to move closer.

My breath hitched. Fear enveloped me as I realized the pain Elijah was about to inflict upon me....................