Please take the warning seriously, this story is not about your everyday romance. This is book is a story about two people who have gone through hell and suffered unimaginable pain, especially the female character who had been subject to humn trfcing and has painful past.And if you don't like sensitive subjects this may not be good book toread for you. With sexual violence and abuse triggers, it is for above 18 and especially for the readers who think thatthey can handle such a story.DisclaimerNo part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, includingphotocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without written permission of the author.His Broken Princess © A. Gupta 2021.All rights reserved.This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated
PastSix years agoColeI blinked my eyes open, noticing the sunrays filtering through the curtains on the window. For a moment I was lost in asleepy haze and then I became aware of the soft sleeping form beside me. And it was difficult to ignore her when herslender arm came around my torso and she came over me. Her beautiful body draped across mine like a blanket."Happy Birthday.….." She whispered, her sleep roughened voice making me hard under the blankets. "Welcome toadulthood, baby." She giggled, teasing me with the endearment like always as she was two years older than me. It stillfelt like a dream that this beautiful woman was mine. That I would get to spend my whole life with her.When I had met her, my fifteen years old self had fallen head over heels for the girl of seventeen she had been. For allthose twenty ye
Four years ago...Dark can give you monsters and friends, you just have to be awake to fight one and find the other.ColeEvery day seemed the same and yet each day was different behind these walls. As each day brings out a new kind of agony, and a part of my soul chips away in these dark gritty walls. My father probably thought that it would be best to send me in a solitude cage to carry out my two years sentence. I knew he had his reasons. He wanted to protect his only son from other unsavoury criminals and the other reason was he couldn’t let the people know where and why his son was. 
Chapter OneVioletThe sound of a lock disengaging entered my ears and I looked up to see the man standing there. He was the one who had threatened me that if I didn’t scream, he’d make me bleed.I didn’t.And he did.It wasn’t like I didn’t want to scream, it was more like I didn’t care. And the fact that I had forgotten how to let my mouth make a sound. I used to cry. I used to scream. I used to pray. I used to beg. But I stopped all of it when I learned how useless it was.In the beg
Every person has two faces, the one they show to the world around them and another they see in the mirror.Three months laterVioletEverything has changed.Everything was different.And yet I still felt like a prisoner in my own body.I still felt like the monsters were out there to get me.It had been three months, twelve whole weeks
A smile hides many secrets..Cole“Congratulations.” I said to my best friend as I hugged him and thumped his back.Maddox gave me a grin as he replied, “Thanks, man.” And a moment later his arm was back around his... Wife. I watched them with amazement as in that dark cell talking to him I would've never thought that this man who had been filled with cold need of vengeance for this one girl would end up falling for her and then would marry her. Since the moment they had come back from their vacation, that now we all realised was Maddox’s impromptu plan to whisk Brenna away for a quick Vegas wedding, they hadn’t parted away more than for a few seconds.
Once you choose hope, anything is possible. . Violet I woke up to the sunlight streaming through the gap in between the curtains. I laid there for quite some time thinking about last night’s dinner. It had been.... nice. It had felt good to be part of these people’s happiness. Mad and Bree had looked so happy, and after what they went through they definitely deserved that. Kiara, Dominic’s girlfriend was all smiles and ready with her quips, most of her jokes were at Dom's expense. But the way he adored her it was obvious he didn’t mind it. After what happened to her when she had been kidnapped, I didn’t think it was capable of going back to normal but I think Dom’s love and everyone’s support was responsible for that.  
Everyone has their own language, it just depends on you if you want to learn it to understand them. . Cole One week later I slid into the chair at the back of the room, my eyes fixed on the back of her head where she sat in the front row. Mrs Pamela was writing something on the board. She was a married woman in her late thirties. She was the only female available who taught sign language to an afternoon batch. Every other batch was taken by a male teacher, either in his late forties or someone in their early twenties. Both options weren't what I wanted for it, not just because of my preference, but I knew that she wouldn't be com