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He stared at her for the longest time before his eyes fell on her hand that was attached to the drip. His hand caressed the back of her hand without touching it and placed a kiss on her knuckles. Her hands are warm as well. Let alone be the hands but her whole vibes are warm and calm. She is so innocent and simple, elegant and graceful. Her every movement and her every action looks graceful. Maybe because of the fact that she has been a dancer for most of her life. Today in the office he wasn't able to concentrate on his work so he asked for her background check though he already checked them when she was marrying his stepbrother. There he again went through her life events and found out that she was a dancer for almost half of her life. She started dancing when she was pretty young and then got to know about her nothing-for-good father. Her father was always drunk and suddenly his mind started to run in another direction. Her father could be useful to him. He immediately dialed a ca
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10 days passed and she was in turmoil. What should she do? Betray him? Or run away? Both looked selfish. Betraying him would be a stand against her morals. Betraying isn't just her cup of tea. And today's mistake reflects tomorrow in the worst way. Why think about the future? Just think about him at the present. He will not leave her after knowing this. He already had given her enough examples. And she can't believe she is still thinking to betray him. If he knows, the consequences would be gruesome. Already, every day she is on edge afraid that he will know someday that she met with her in-laws. One drag of her name from him and she is on her tiptoes. If not betraying then what? Running away? If she chooses to run away one day let's think if she really ran away and that is a benefit for her knowing that her dignity is not at all safe here. In these 10 days, she had been extra careful of him. Every minute felt ticking tension for her. Then what about her in-laws? How can she l
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A day passed by and I decided to keep the papers back. All night I was on my toes afraid of getting caught. And I thought about it all night. It isn't safe for me to betray him. He could do anything to me. And he would harm them as well. And I'm not going to betray him when the property is his own. I have no right to do that. That's not my business to meedle in. All I should do is get away from him. They can fight for the property legally if they want.**It was the next day early morning at 4 AM when she sneaked into his office room after checking that he was in his room sleeping through the crack of his room. Taking the familiar file she placed the papers in and put back the folder in the see-through Almar. A doubt struck her mind as she thought about the random papers she put in the file back then which weren't there. Tension sprouted in her thinking if he realized that the papers were stolen. Immediately closing the Almar door she turned to her right ready to leave and her eyes wi
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"S-sir. Please"."You are not leaving the house".He stated in affirmation as she trembled feeling tense. Her breath came out shivering as she exchanged her look from him to her mother-in-law."Sir. Please? Leave me. I am sorry. I-I wouldn't have done it ever. I-Im ---- Please leave me"."But you betrayed me".His hold tightened on her."B-But I didn't. I-I came back to keep the papers in your office. We did nothing"."That doesn't matter".Her panic grew more as now she tried to jerk her hand from his to get out of his hold but his grip is like a leech attached to the skin. She broke into a cry as tears trailed down while he looked at her adoringly. She looked back at her in-laws and spoke."Ma. Please help me. Ask him to leave me".She cried and Yamini looked at her with a sharp glare. Anger surged in her veins knowing that she is the reason that they were at this stage now. Right from the marriage to the papers. Everything started with her. If she would have handed the papers to he
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"You don't have another option than to believe me".That left her speechless as the glint in her eyes dimmed. He isn't helping in making her believe his words. He isn't giving a guarantee of his words." What can you do anyway except for leaving when I allow you to. So just eat and you can leave".Saying that he resumed his breakfast as she still didn't touch her food. She looked around clueless of what to do. But her plan B reminded her that she need energy to run away from the place.Her eyes fell on the food as she lifted her hand and gripped the spoon and began to eat. Maybe her eating was the only thing he was waiting for as he asked Ridhima to serve her various dishes present on the table. It looked as if he is treating her as his guest. A special guest. He behaved with her with utmost respect and manners. She was served to her fullest with various dishes but she ate in limit.Soon they completed the food as all the items from the table were being cleared. Hesitantly she lifted
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Her innocent eyes begged him as she tried to twist her hand in his hold but he didn't allow her as he caught her in a quite right grip. "Sir... Please"?She begged as her tears drizzled down while her other hand was working on hers. Her gripped hand turned white as he caught her too tight. "Chup chap chal mera saath". (Shut your mouth and come with me). He warned in a low voice as she shook her head and tugged her hand hard. "Nahi". She denied it by shaking her head. (No). "Fucking come out". He growled loudly as she flinched. She shook her head again. Having enough he jerked her body into him and the person who sat beside her immediately got up in reflex because of the sudden pull from him. Pulling her to him he lifted her up in his arms and began to take her out. She started screaming for help. Few people tried to stop him but Arnav's men took care of them.She screamed for help and began to trash her legs in the air and hit his chest with her fists as he began to walk out of
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A soft unnoticeable smile spread on his lips as he stared down at her crying face. " Follow me". He said before pushing her face into his with his hand that was holding a gun. Her lips were pressed harshly to his as he began to kiss her roughly and when she didn't reciprocate he growled at her to move her lips. His hands hugged her tightly and tilted his face and entered her mouth. He forced his tongue more and more into her and their kissing sounds resounded in the area while her tears ran through their lips tasting salty. Still, with his gun in his hand, he motioned Ridhima to shoo off and she walked away without a sound. Since Aasha's back was facing Ridhima she couldn't see her walking away. He controlled her tongue movements and sucked her tongue. Pulling away he demanded her to put her tongue out. Hesitantly she put her tongue out and he put his mouth on her as he sucked her tongue in. She cringed as she shut her eyes, her hands becoming a little
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Saying that she ran out of the room to find him and say the same to him that it wasn't her account. As soon as she stepped out of the room her hand was gripped by his big hand as he pulled her to him and put his hand on her waist and began to walk with her. She blabbered about the account not being hers but he gave a deaf ear to her and drove the car to a site. The gates were opened as he drove the car all the way in front of the building which looked like a palace. She ogled outside of the window and was amazed by the exterior design. The garden, the fountain in the middle with few statues around it looked marvelous. The planning and decorating looked so cultural. And when she saw the building she tilted her head a little to the window side to look at the whole building view but the side extension of the building looked endless. Suddenly her side door was opened startling her poor heart. She looked up at him as he gave her his hand but she took off the seat belt and got o
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Lifting the bottle, Raghav tilted it back, the bitter burn of wine sliding down his throat, doing little to numb the storm raging within him. He set it down heavily on the table, his trembling fingers returning to the laptop in front of him. The screen flickered as he sifted through empty folders, hoping against hope that something—anything—remained. But it was all gone. Every file. Every image. Every trace. Asha had done it. She had deleted everything before she ran. His jaw clenched at the memory of her defiance, her determination to break free. He had promised her she would be free after two weeks. He had told her he would let her go, but deep down, he knew he had never intended to. The thought of losing her was unbearable, and he had broken that promise. She couldn’t live with him, though. He had seen it in her eyes every day—the silent resentment, the way she shrank from his touch, the way her spirit dimmed under his control. And so, she had waited for her moment. The bla
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Later, the dim light of the bathroom door crept into the room. She emerged, clothed, her hair damp and framing her face. Her steps were deliberate, yet her expression was icy and unreadable. She avoided looking at him for too long, her gaze cold and detached. The faint rustle of her movement woke him slightly, but he only stirred, his arm falling lazily over the side of the bed. She paused for a moment, her heart hammering, before slipping out of the room. *****In the kitchen, she opened the refrigerator, the cool air brushing against her face as she retrieved the juice. Pouring herself a glass, her hands trembled slightly. From her pocket, she retrieved a small packet of powdered sleeping tablets, her eyes darting toward the doorway to ensure she was alone. She emptied the packet into the glass and stirred quickly. The sound of footsteps behind her made her freeze. She turned sharply to see him standing shirtless in the doorway. His disheveled hair and the soft expression
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He didn’t relax. His body remained tense, his eyes sharp and searching. “Fighting what?” he pressed, unwilling to let the matter drop. “Fighting all this,” she replied, her voice barely audible. Her gaze lifted to meet his, her sharp eyes piercing his. For a moment, she gathered her courage, the weight of the truth heavy in her chest. “In these days, I’ve realized that my fighting doesn’t change anything,” she said, her voice carrying a bitter edge. “Does it?” He didn’t respond, his silence a confirmation of the unspoken reality between them. Her next words came more forcefully, her resolve strengthening despite the tremor in her voice. “If I say I don’t want to marry you and want to leave, would you let me go?” She already knew the answer. It was etched into his every action, every word he had spoken. The announcement of his proposal was proof enough—he wasn’t planning to let her go. But still, she asked, the question hanging heavily in the air. “Tell me. Would you?” Fo
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He sighed softly and extended his arm to her, an unspoken gesture of comfort and reassurance. "Come," he said, his tone gentle but firm, as if nothing unusual had just transpired. She hesitated for a fleeting second before slipping her hand into the crook of his arm, allowing him to guide her back to the event hall. The rest of the evening passed in a haze. Applause, congratulations, and polite exchanges surrounded them, but she barely registered any of it. Her mind was elsewhere, replaying his confession on the stage and the storm of emotions it had unleashed within her. Finally, the event came to a close, and they made their way to the car. The silence between them was heavy, yet he seemed unbothered by it, his demeanor calm and peaceful as he navigated the dimly lit streets. As they drove, he reached over and took her hand in his, his grip firm yet warm. She looked at him, startled, but his eyes remained fixed on the road ahead. "I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a w
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Her lips parted slightly in shock. Every new piece of information about his life left her more confused, more trapped in this strange, dangerous world he had forced her into. Noticing her reaction, he smirked. “Relax. My brother doesn’t kill people unless it’s necessary.” She looked down, willing her face to stay neutral. He didn’t need to see how unsettled she was. Living with him, she had learned to mask her emotions, knowing that any visible discomfort could make things worse. “Doesn’t your grandmother say anything about this?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly. “About you and your brother’s… profession?” He laughed outright at her question, the sound echoing off the kitchen walls. “She’s the one in charge. She keeps us in line. But she doesn’t approve of my brother’s work. It’s complicated. He joined the mafia to protect me. Back when I was in observation homes, I was safer there because of him.” “Eat,” he ordered, his voice firm, breaking her train of thought. Sh
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No one in the room could sleep. She lay awake, her body tense as she remained acutely aware of him behind her. There was an unspoken understanding between them, fragile but present, like a thread stretched too thin. She was holding up her end of their silent deal—staying close, talking to him when he needed it—but she also drew her boundaries firmly. He had agreed to respect those lines, promising not to touch her, and she held him to his word. He lay on his side, clutching the loose end of her saree in his hand. It wasn’t much, but it was all he had, and he clung to it as if it could soothe the ache in him. His gaze rested on her back. If only she’d face him, he thought, he might have been able to lose himself in her expressions, her eyes. But she wouldn’t. She had made that clear. “Listen,” he said softly, breaking the silence. His voice was low, uncertain. Her eyes fluttered open, reluctant. She was on the edge of sleep, drifting, but his words pulled her back. “Yes?” she a
