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My Husband's Vengeful Hatred How could she do this
Meera~"I loved her Meera. How could she do this, how could she leave me like this? " I gently stroked Derek's back as he cried for his dead lover. His dead lover. Who died while looking into my eyes, as if accusing me of the unknown pain I caused to her. My chest suddenly started to feel heavy and my heart beat fastened as if it would rip through my chest. Her beautiful brown eyes flashed in front of me, they held so much pain so much agony, that made me cry every time. Because I feel, I feel as if I have somehow wronged her, as if I have caused her some great pain. Why it is always me who is being accused? Why do I hurt people? Her eyes will forever haunt me. Now one more thing which won't let me sleep at night. But we have only met once before the wedding then why? Oh lord. A sob brought me out of the trance, and I look at Derek who is dying with crying. It's been four days since that dreadful incident, and he called, so I decided to meet him. And now here we are in a park,
Last Updated : 2025-04-03My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Luckiest Bride
Meera ~ "I wish you died the day you were born" Keeping a straight face, I let my heart shatter into pieces as my father spouted Venomous words into my ear. Ain't I the luckiest bride in this world? Who gets to hear such words from her own father, and is marrying the man who does not love her? A wedding is supposed to be the greatest ritual for anyone, such a blissful ritual but for me it is nothing but a sham. I am marrying my sister's fiancee, the man I love with my whole heart but he does not love me back. I am donned in a beautiful custom-made white lace gown with real diamond adorned on the bodice in floral embroidery. It is one of those rare beautiful dress that was made by greatest designer for the beautiful bride, and that was my sister. My beautiful sister. Whom she--. I blinked back the tears that were forming in the back of my eyes, as my sister's smiling face flashed across my eyes. I took a deep breath as the church gate opened and the red carpet followed
Last Updated : 2024-06-13My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Fragile Doll
Meera ~'Mimi, I am your big sister I will always love you and protect you. I will never leave you alone my baby sister, never ever.'Tears streamed down from dull ambers on the porcelain skin, flushed with dark red hues. Vacant eyes staring out of the window, gazing at the bright stars. As she remember her sister's saying. My granny once said if she dies then look for her in the stars. And after the death of my grandmother , I always gazed at stars and will talk to the brightest among them. It gave me the calmness in lone nights I needed. But I did not imagine that someday I would be searching my sister, my lottie among the stars. "I miss you lottie" I whispered and closed my eyes letting the tears fall from my eyes. I was in my new home, in my new room which I am going to share with my husband. It is his room. But he was not here, he left me home and did not come back. It was almost past mid night and still he has not come back. And he won't, I just know that. Because he hates
Last Updated : 2024-06-13My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Humiliated
Meera ~PastLub dub lub dub lub dub lub dub two hearts beating in the same synching rhythm, like thunder, blood pumping into their veins like a downpour. One bursting with joy and pride for starting a new and beautiful life and the other beating with the sorrow of losing. "I can't believe it is finally, happening" I gave a small pretensious smile to my sister who was beaming and glowing with utter happiness. "I never imagined that I will find love this easily, I am so blessed to have him". My sister spoke and I could not help but feel a pang of jealousy. How easy it is for some people to get everything in life so easily. Loving parents, love, beauty everything. Someone said it right, loving can hurt. Loving can make you lose yourself. It is a painful loop of a vicious cycle that no one can make it out of. And that is what I am feeling, sorrow, about losing my everything. My life, my love, my soul, my everything. Taking the hand of my beloved sister who I loves so much, I hande
Last Updated : 2024-06-13My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Behave
Meera ~I winced as the hair curler touched my forehead, causing my skin to burn slightly "I am so sorry, Ms. " I heard the stylist and sighed "it's okay, just tell someone to bring me an ice pack" I said to her. Today, I am attending the first event with my husband after my wedding. It is a party hosted by one of his partners at their home, and they has sent invitation to bring me along. That is why, my husband sent all the stylist to doll me up in the best way possible, to make me look presentable, that was his exact words. It hurt, it hurt so much, when he humiliates me, I know I am not pretty enough, no, I am not pretty at all but atleast he could have the decency not to humiliate me in front of outer world. "Done, you can see yourself now" I heard the hair stylist, the makeup artist has already done my makeup. I slowly opened my eyes, and blinked slowly, taking in my whole appearance. My face was done in light summer makeup with glowy blush and hair was done in French sid
Last Updated : 2024-06-13My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Best Friend
Meera ~I washed my hands and walked out. Feeling a little content, I know I shouldn't have said this but it was fun until. Until I saw my own husband who told me to behave, is now cozily laughing with Hannerina. They both are standing so close to each other that he is not even realising that he putting a show of our marriage in front of others. I stood there in the middle, stuck as if my feet are glued to the floor, why would he do something like this in public? No, he can't make me or him a joke in front of world. I am now cursing myself for being a bitch to Mrs. Decker, my karma is hitting me back. I need to stop this, I have to stop this, I can't bear it. My body loosened as, I saw Derek my husband's best friend joining them in. I could literally make out the facial expression of Hanne bitch rina that she was clearly annoyed. Good. I thought of going in between them but didn't. Because I am already feeling out of place, these people are making me out the f place. Even though
Last Updated : 2024-06-13My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Privacy
Meera ~I punch and punch and punch my fist on the dough and again did the same thing, hurting myself in process. Tears were blurring my vision but I kept on over kneading the dough. "You are a whore" . "You are a whore"."You are a whore" . That's what he called me, a whore. I have been called ugly, freak, fat, bitch but never whore, because I am damn fucking virgin. I always kept my distance from boys other than my best friend. But I and Ian are platonic lovers, there is nothing sexual or romantic between us. It's pure care and loyalty for each other. But he called me a whore, I know he hates me, but how can he use such a derogatory term for a woman, for his own wife. Do I really deserve to be call a whore? Do I really deserve all of this? Maybe yes. Because what Abram is doing to me is nothing compared to what I did. So, probably yes I deserve this, I deserve to get hurt, I deserve to get humiliated, I deserve to burn in his hatred for me, I deserve all of this for the sin I
Last Updated : 2024-07-01My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Redemption
Meera ~The universe has brought down,the stars on the Earth. But still my heart is not happy Because It has come without him. The image of that woman sitting on his lap, flashed across my eyes and she shut them close tightly, and a lone tear escaped from her eye. Falling on her red hued cheeks. My chin wobbled, and lips quivered, tear drops falling onto my lips. My heart is in pain, a kind of pain I never felt before, not even when I committed the greatest sin. Finally a sob left from my mouth and I cried, sobbing my heart out, holding the railing of my balcony tightly. I am once again standing in my balcony, in a starry night, stars blinking, glittering, moon shining high above in the sky. I feel like as if it is moking me, telling me that I do not deserve the moon nor its moonlight. I look up in the sky and licked my lips, why? I stared at the moon questioningly. Why it has to be me? Why can't you shimmer my life with your light? Why does it have to be always dark? I questi
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Meera~"I loved her Meera. How could she do this, how could she leave me like this? " I gently stroked Derek's back as he cried for his dead lover. His dead lover. Who died while looking into my eyes, as if accusing me of the unknown pain I caused to her. My chest suddenly started to feel heavy and my heart beat fastened as if it would rip through my chest. Her beautiful brown eyes flashed in front of me, they held so much pain so much agony, that made me cry every time. Because I feel, I feel as if I have somehow wronged her, as if I have caused her some great pain. Why it is always me who is being accused? Why do I hurt people? Her eyes will forever haunt me. Now one more thing which won't let me sleep at night. But we have only met once before the wedding then why? Oh lord. A sob brought me out of the trance, and I look at Derek who is dying with crying. It's been four days since that dreadful incident, and he called, so I decided to meet him. And now here we are in a park,
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Abram~My hands etched to touch her, hold her, pull her close to me, because it's been a week since I went without touching her, talking to her. I don't even know how I am even surviving. And today in this damn saree, I could feel my patience tearing. She is looking like someone out of world , like an angel. I glanced at my side to look at her and she was looking out of the window, her fingers fidgeting and her palm was still very red. A sensation ran through me, as her slapping Ariana flashed across my eyes. The way her eyes were ablaze, I have never seen her so fierce except that night when Ethan tried to--My grip tightened on the steering wheel, my jaw clenching and suddenly I felt a soft hand on mine "slow down, please" I heard her honey like voice.She was about to remove her hand away, but I quickly grabbed it and interlocked our fingers, she is all I need to calm the chaos of my mind. We reached the destination with silence hung in the car. But this silence wasn't disturbi
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Third person pov~A tear trickeled down from her brown eyes, as she saw the seen unfolding in front of her. She has seen this before, decades ago. She saw two hearts suffering, withering in pain but she couldn't help them, because they will have to figure it out themselves. She won't interfare again, but she swore she would protect them with all her might. She won't let history repeat again. She should have known that her family is bound to sufffering, and unfortunately she can't even prevent it. But she won't let them fall apart. She will make sure they hold each other's hand by the end of the day. ***Meera~I wiped my eyes for the tenth time now but these damn won't just stop. I curled up and hugged the pillow which has his essence on it. My whole body wrecked as sob after sob rip through my chest, my tears wetting the pillow. His absence in the room is feeling heavy, my body is feeling cold because he hasn't touched me for hours now. I haven't seen him for hours, and my h
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Hurting
Abram~I drove off, away from her but my mind still lingered at her sad face that kept on flashing across my eyes. She looked so happy while holding the baby, so serene and at peace. And I know at that moment what she wanted but I can't fulfill her that wish, ever. I won't let any baby come between us, she can play with my nephew and nieces for all she wants but at the end I want her as completely mine. No hinderance. I sighed and the phone blared, I frowned as my gaze fell upon the phone on the passanger's seat. It was Meera's phone. Such a careless woman. I glanced at the time in my watch, fuck I was already late for the field trip but she also can't go without her phone either. 'No, fucker you can't go without talking to her'. I scoffed at my mind. I rolled the steering wheel and took a sharp u-turn and drove towards my home. I grabbed her cell and got out of the car. Whistling my way inside the home, I frowned as I saw a familiar car of mom. I hurriedly pushed open the ga
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Baby
Meera~Warmth.A steady, firm heat pressed against my back, an arm draped protectively over my waist, fingers lightly resting on my stomach as if afraid to let go. A slow, rhythmic rise and fall of a chest against me, and the sound of deep, even breathing filled the quiet room.Abram.My eyes fluttered open, greeted by the soft light filtering through the curtains. For a few moments, I just lay there, unmoving, trying to piece together the remnants of the night before.I looked at him, and my heart skipped a beat. His hair was falling over his forehead, and he was exuding innocence.I raised my hand to push away the hair and stare at him all day, but I refrained.Did he bring me here to his bed? But why? He doesn’t like sleeping with me in the same bed. And then, piece by piece, I realized—nightmare.No. Terror filled me, and I tried to move away from his hold. But as soon as I moved, his grip tightened, pulling me closer. A low, sleepy groan rumbled from his chest, his lips ghosting
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Nightmare
Meera~He gently rolled my hard nipple under his thumb, and a soft, low moan escaped from my throat. He was still on my chest, trailing his fingers over my arm, planting feathery kisses on my chest.My hand itched to run my fingers through his mass of brown wavy curls, but I restrained myself from doing it because that would mean I had lost control when I had not.Control is the only power I have right now, in me. Even though the thread of control is wearing out with each passing day.I don't want to control myself; I want to lose myself in his touch, but I can't. And that's a fucking tragedy.Suddenly, a thunderstorm boomed, lighting up the whole sky, and my body convulsed, earning a low chuckle from him.I tried to push him away, but this beast of a man only forced his body down on mine."Abram, we need to leave," I said, but he just groaned in response and tightened his hold around my body."It's an abandoned road; we can't stay here any longer," I said through gritted teeth. He si
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Dance for me
Abram~The silence hung in the thick air, suffocating me. I loosened the tie around my neck and opened two buttons with a single hand.None of us spoke as I drove the car in eerie silence. My grip tightened around the steering wheel as her words from earlier echoed in my ears like venom."You are free to hurt me, but do it without this facade, without this pretense."The weight of her words settled in my chest like lead. I wanted to argue, to tell her she was wrong, but I knew better.The city lights blurred past the windshield, neon reflections casting fractured colors across her face. She sat beside me, staring out the window, arms wrapped around herself as if shielding herself from an invisible storm.A storm that is me.I stole a glance at her—at the way her fingers trembled ever so slightly against the fabric of her dress. She wasn't crying, but the silence between us was louder than any scream.The pain in her voice still cut deep.Does she really think I am pretending to be gen
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Pretense
Meera~I paced back and forth in the room as anxiety clawed its way inside me. I was supposed to feel good, happy, but I felt as if something inside me was breaking.I felt so guilty for liking my own husband's touch, for liking his gentleness towards me.I clutched my hair tightly as silent tears streamed down my face."No, Meera, you can't do this. You have to control," I said to myself and started to take deep breaths.But as if all my self-talk vanished into thin air.I strode towards the bathroom and plunged three fingers deep down my throat. I vomited all the contents out of my stomach.I collapsed onto the cold bathroom floor, my body trembling as I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. My throat burned, my stomach clenched painfully, but nothing compared to the agony twisting inside me.I wrapped my arms around myself as if that could hold me together, as if I wasn't already breaking apart.Why am I like this? Why can't I just be normal?I should have felt happy with the li
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Eat
Meera~I sat on the floor, tired. I bit my inner cheek, trying not to cry. My eyes glossed over, and just like that, traitorous tears dropped from my eyes, rolling down my cheeks.He is trying to change the last shred of me, trying to mold me into something I am not and could never be.I glanced around the closet full of luxury clothes with expensive brands, high heels, bags—everything a fashion girl would dream of.But I don't.My old clothes, without any fanciness, were donated to some NGO.Yes, I was born into a rich family, but this is not me. I don't like fanciness; I like simplicity. But who cares about what I like? It's what my dad liked, and now, it's what my husband likes.These clothes are not me. I am not this way, and now he is forcing me to be something like this. He knows I don't wear such revealing clothes, yet he is making me realize that he is the one who holds power.I am a mere puppet, dancing on his strings.I wiped my tears with the back of my hand, taking a shaky
