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His Widow Chapter 10
"Damn fucking tempting".She pushed him away taking his distraction as a chance as she immediately run to the other side of the kitchen island. With tears streaming from her eyes, she immediately spat the words."This is why I slapped you. You touched me. You shouldn't have done that. This is wrong".She said and the next second she realized what she did. She just pointed out his wrong when he can harm her again"." What did you say".Saying that he took a stride to reach her when she immediately turned around and yelped in fear running to her room.He stared at the spot she left from and didn't take a step to follow her and teach her a lesson. Instead, he just snickered at her. Not a joyous one. But a wicked one.Reaching her room she turned around to see if he is following her and immediately she entered into her room and bolted the door.A sob tore from her lips as she hiccuped and cried leaning her forehead to the door, her hand clasping her mouth.She was kissed again. No that wa
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Before he drag her to the room he was stopped by Yamini in short she reached home and clutched her hand. With deadly eyes, he turned around and looked at her with his hooded eyes."Leave her. Why are you taking her"?"As I said, to take her".Saying that he continued to drag her to his room while she resisted her best to get away from her. Twisting her hand, pinning her foot to the ground, begging to leave her, gripping the staircase handle. She did all. In the end when she collapsed on the stairs to prevent him from dragging her but yet he dragged her this time by her forearm forcing her to get up on her legs and walk with him.Though Yamini was ought to stop him from dragging her he paid no heed to them.Once he dragged her to his room he gave one forceful push flying her to the front wall with her hands first on the wall saving her face from the brutal force. Her eyes widen and her heart shuddered when she heard a click sound which she could guess was a bolt of the door. Franticall
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"Drink it, Aasha".She shook her head again as his grip tightened on the glass."Why? So that you can have chili powder to get rid of my taste on you. Then I'm hell-bent on making you drink water".She was shocked to listen about the chill powder thing and yet to process it but he was fast to proceeded the glass of water to her mouth.She immediately shook her head but he caught her cheeks steadily and forced her to drink water. Her hands tried their feeble attempts to get his hold loose on her cheeks where as he was forcing the content in her mouth with ease. She didn't allow the water to enter at first but at last, she have to drink water. However most of the content spilled out of her mouth until she coughed out water and he let her go putting away the empty glass.Her body limply slid down to the wall as she coughed vigorously with her hand over her mouth. It felt difficult for her as water has entered her nose as well. His massive figure bent down on his one folded knee leveling
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The next day she was in the kitchen wrapped in her white saree cooking his breakfast as he said. She doesn't want to take any chances with him again. Doesn't want to anger him which could lead to anything. Yesterday night was one dreading night for her. Her anxiety reached the peak that she fainted and was woken up in the morning by some Ridhima as she listened calling him.Her eyes were swollen her cheeks chubby from all sleeping and crying early in the morning. There is a hint of redness all over her bare skin as she rubbed herself roughly. Her routine was largely disturbed but remembering that she doesn't have to sweep and mop the house she did her head bath and did Pooja spending an extra half an hour complaining about all his actions and her accusations on him at last seeking strength from the lord.And right from one hour, she prepared four dishes. Gobi Paratha with a side curry if needed, Rice, and paneer curry. Ridhima said he would also take lunch from home so she cooked his
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****"This is stinking".Samira exclaimed as the food slid down from her hand sloppily. Yamini looked into her daughter's food and then into hers. And as said the food is stinking and sloppy."This is stale food".Yamini yelled out loudly disgusted with the food as a deep scowl was left on her face."What is this? Are you stopping this low right now. You can't even serve proper food for us. Do you know how hard work we did in the morning". Meera exclaimed as the lines twisted on her forehead. They were seated down on a mat line-wise.Ridhima who stood just a little bit away leaning on the kitchen counter with her hands folded looked at them and spoke in her monotonous voice."This is what you were given to eat today mam. Either have this or starve for a whole day"."That's rubbish. We worked hard and this is what we get". Meera spoke as she pushed away the plate."I'm no one to answer your questions, mam. It is Arnav, sir who said. Please do talk to him. I'm just following his orders.
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"Please! Please"!She screamed as she backed away from him with the back of her hand over her mouth to avoid his brutality on her lips when he leaned forward. Despite her pleadings, he moved forward again and leaned only for her to back away and clamp her mouth with her hands to avoid his kiss.Her Hair disheveled when she shook her head in no followed by her hands joined together begging him not to advance any of his assault on her."P-please. Don't. I-I didn't (hiccup) did--Her words were blurred as his eyes took in the way her lips moved when she pleaded with him and he gulped as his Adam's apple bobbed while he felt a little strength in his junior.Suddenly her hand was caught in a lethal grip as he pulled her and it was so sudden that she got no time to use her hands as her shield when his lips took hers with his hand gripping her jaw tightly.She struggled in his vise grip when his hands fisted her hair and tucked them back, her face facing the ceiling as he got better access t
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"Did I tell you that writing with three pens at a time isn't valid"?Her head shot up with dread afraid that it is ain't valid. She wrote those many papers all night and her hand has that numb pain in her veins. It would go in vain if he would say that.His eyes lit up as he read that dreadfulness on her face. Looking back at the book turning over pages he repeated." Did I"?She gently and cluelessly shook her head and he nodded." Hmm. We'll then. Since I didn't say it is valid then".The rock from her heart has been lifted as she took a breath of relief until he spoke again." But again you didn't complete the book"." I--I. Please give me some more time I'll finish it"." How long "?" Few more hours "." How many few hours ".Her mouth was open and closed as she looked down unsure to name the number of hours as she herself has no idea about how many hours would she take to complete the book."Let it be". He dropped the book down gaining her eye's attention to him as at the same t
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She was bedding her bed when suddenly she heard her door opening and clicking immediately in a second hand her startled. She turned around in fear and her eyes widened looking at the intruder as fear gripped her heart.She was sure he went to the office but... she isn't sure if they will be watched.”Maa. W-why are you here. If he knows--h-he will-punish".Yamini hastily pulled the bolt securing the door and walked to her in quick steps."You think he will not punish us. Look at this".She talked in a hushed tone and turned back taking off the veil from her head and exposing her back to the Aasha. Looking at her back Aasha gasped with a hand on her mouth as her wide eyes stared at her back.There are whip marks on her back."H-he did this to you all"?She asked in disbelief when Yamini put her veil back and turned to her daughter-in-law and nodded yes."Yes. He did this to us. Just because we ate food which wasn't allowed to us".Her eyes beaded with tears as she grasped the informati
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He stared at her, suspicion and surprise etched across his face. “What do you mean you didn’t receive it? I sent it directly to you.”She shrugged, a weary look crossing her face. “Maybe it never made it to me. Maybe the girl you gave it to tore it up. I don’t know. But I never saw it.”He looked away, processing her words, his face betraying a rare vulnerability, as if he were realizing what might have been. A faint trace of regret crossed his features, as though he’d lost a chance he’d never get back.“Then tell me,” he said, his voice breaking the silence. He looked back at her, his eyes almost pleading. “If the letter had reached you—would you have said yes? Would you have married me?”She exhaled sharply, a scornful smile tugging at the corner of her lips. She ignored his question, refusing to indulge him. But he pressed on, a spark of desperation in his tone.“Don’t ignore me. Tell me, once and for all. If you’d known, would you have agreed? Would you have been willing to marry
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After the nurse treated her minor injuries he was all set to carry her to the car in his arms as she again started struggling not come with him which led him to forcefully carry her to the car. He partially understands why she is showing resistance today. He shouldn't have stab him infront of her. He guesses that might traumatized her. He settled her in the room, guiding her gently onto the bed, but she quickly scurried away, retreating to the washroom and locking the door behind her. He watched her from a distance, his expression neutral, almost as if he had expected this."I don’t want you near me. Please... leave me alone... for a while," she said, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and exhaustion. She knew that by asking him to leave, she was giving him another opportunity to impose himself on her. But she tried to make herself clear, hoping he wouldn’t interpret her request as an act of rebellion. It was more than that. She was traumatized, panicked, and needed s
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"Drop whatever you have in your hand and raise your hands up."The thug’s voice was cold, steady, with the knife pressed threateningly against her neck. Asha stood frozen, her wide, tear-filled eyes fixated on Raghav. Fear shimmered in her gaze, the glistening tears catching the dim light, but the terror radiating from her was far more intense than the tears could convey. Raghav stood just a few steps away, his body taut with tension. Inside, his blood boiled as his gaze locked onto the knife, anger burning through him like wildfire. His jaw clenched so tightly it ached, and his hands fisted at his sides, but he knew he had to stay calm. For her. "Leave her," Raghav growled, his voice low but filled with barely contained rage.The thug smirked, tightening his grip on Asha. His eyes glinted with malice as he twisted the knife ever so slightly, causing Asha to flinch."Give me the keys," the thug hissed, his tone mocking. "And you'll get your wife."Wife?The situation was perilous, a
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The crumpled sheets lay loosely over their entwined bodies, a delicate cover that barely concealed the warmth they shared. Her hair was spread out like a dark halo above her head, wild and unruly, as he traced a gentle finger along the smooth curve of her nape, savoring the softness beneath his touch. The early morning light filtered softly through the undrawn curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room. He had deliberately left the curtains open, not wanting to disturb the peacefulness of her sleep.She slept delicately, with an air of exhaustion that told the story of the night before. Her hands were pressed beneath the pillow, her breathing slow and rhythmic, a picture of serene vulnerability. He found himself mesmerized by the way she looked in her sleep—so peaceful, so unaware of the emotions she stirred within him. His fingers moved through her hair, feeling the silky strands slip through his hands as he brushed them away from her face.Propped up on his elbow, he supported
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A flush sounded as she exited the washroom, making her way to the wash basin. Turning on the tap, she let the cold water run through her hands, washing them thoroughly. After turning off the tap, she reached for a tissue when she heard the creak of the door opening. "Excuse me." A male voice startled her, and she swiftly turned around, astonished to hear a man’s voice in the ladies' washroom. He stood in the doorway, wearing sunglasses, and seemed momentarily stunned by her presence. There was a brief silence until she broke it. "Yeah?" Her voice snapped him out of his daze. "This is the gents' washroom," he said, still looking at her, unblinking behind his shades. Unaware of his intense gaze, she replied casually yet politely. "Umm, you might be mistaken. This is the ladies' room. The gents' might be on the other side." There was something almost enchanting about the way she spoke, her voice carrying a calm assurance that caught him off guard. For a moment, he questioned his
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"Get ready," he said firmly, his tone brooking no argument. "You’re coming to the office with me."Her heart raced, caught off guard by the sudden change in plans. She knew she had little choice but to comply. With a sigh of defeat, she realized her hopes of a quiet morning had been dashed."Can I not come—""Didn’t I make myself clear? What’s there to question?"His voice was stern, leaving no room for negotiation."Go. Change into a dress. I’ll be waiting."The tension in the air was palpable. She hesitated for a moment, caught between frustration and resignation. His unwavering command left her with no room to argue. Slowly, she turned away from the door, her shoulders slumping in silent defeat. The weight of his expectations pressed heavily upon her as she trudged towards her room to change, her thoughts a jumble of frustration and acceptance. The morning she had hoped for had vanished, replaced by the inevitable reality of his demands.Raghav's pov...She finally gave up, no lon
