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Meera ~"Why don't you just kill me Abram? I am tired , please kill me I can't do this anymore. " I sobbed as the pain surged in my body. I should have prepared myself for getting hurt. But for a fleeting moment when I saw peace in his eyes when he was standing at my doorway made me believe him, that maybe he won't hurt me like this. But now this, all the pain he has put me through came back with a force. And this room, these four walls are suffocating me, that I couldn't even breath properly. I closed my eyes letting the tears fall from my eyes. "You think I did this on purpose? " My eyes flung open and I glared at him through my teary vision, and frown etched between his eyebrows. I didn't say anything and he leaned down, staring into my eyes, I trembled as he caressed my cheek and a yelp escaped through my throat as he turned me over, on my front. My heartbeat fastened as he started to hike up my crop top and I heard a sharp intake of breath from him. I clenched my eyes shut
Last Updated : 2025-03-20My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Happy
Meera I snuggled deeper into the warmth, a contented smile playing on my lips as soft sunrays seeped into my skin, waking me gently—like an angel’s touch. The familiar scent of the pillow surrounded me, a mix of cedarwood and spice. His scent. My eyes shot open as realization dawned. Last night, he left me tied up and half-naked. But now… I was free. My shorts were in place, my wrists unbound, and I had woken up comfortably in his bed. I glanced around. The room was vast and elegant—an exquisite blend of power and personal taste. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked a glittering city skyline, the tinted glass offering both privacy and an uninterrupted view. The golden glow from recessed lighting highlighted the handcrafted mahogany walls and the smooth Italian marble floors. It felt so much like him—arrogant, dominant, and utterly rich. My heart pounded as the silence was shattered by a deep, commanding voice. His voice. "Even though you deserve punishment, Pigeon, I s
Last Updated : 2025-03-21My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Divorce her
Jessica~ I froze in the doorway, my breath catching in my throat. My mind struggled to process what my eyes had just seen. Oh. Oh no. I looked at my son and his wife, mortified. They were naked, and I could see that they were doing the deed. He was holding her from behind, not letting go. Heat flooded my face, my fingers tightening around the pie dish I had brought, as if it could somehow shield me from the absolute horror of this moment. I hadn’t meant to barge in. I had knocked. Hadn’t I? Oh, God. Had I knocked? I coughed and, without saying a word, left the room. I squeezed my eyes shut. Nope. Not happening. I cannot process this. This was my son. My baby. And his wife—my jaw clenched as their intimate moment burned into my memory. I hurried down to the kitchen, filled a glass with cold water, and gulped it down, trying to calm my anxiety. How could he touch her like this? Didn’t he swear that he hated her? And now, he let her into his room—how could he do this just for a
Last Updated : 2025-03-24My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Little punk
Abram ~ I clenched my fists as I stormed into my room, slamming the door shut behind me. My mother’s words echoed in my head like a poisonous chant. "Divorce her." The audacity. The fucking audacity. My jaw locked as I raked a hand through my hair, pacing the length of the room like a caged animal. She wanted me to leave Meera. The moment I touched her, there was no going back. And now, after everything, after the war I fought within myself, after the nights I spent battling my desire for her, after the way she made me feel—there was no fucking way I was letting her go. I turned my head sharply, my eyes landing on my wife who was scurring through her clothes in the closet. She had no idea what just happened downstairs. No idea how my mother seethed with hatred for her. How she was trying to rip her away from me. I took slow deliberate steps towards her and wrapped my arms around her from behind and kissed on the cute mole on the curve of her neck. The fresh bite mark was al
Last Updated : 2025-03-25My 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
Last Updated : 2025-03-26My 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
Last Updated : 2025-03-27My 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
Last Updated : 2025-03-28My 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
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Meera~I was in the air, waiting to die but then I felt it, his bulky arms around me hugging me closely as his dear life. So, I am really going to die in his arms, even if it is a dream. I smiled and wrapped my arms around him too, hugging him closer. "Open your eyes, baby".*Splash* my eyes jolt open as I fell in the ocean, drowning. But he was here, smiling and bubbles were coming out from our noses. His baby blue eyes held so much peace right now that I didn't care if I died today. It has to be a dream, a magical dream. The ocean water surrounded us, and my eyes widened as a small fish swam between us. I looked up at him with excitement as he was still holding my hand. And just like that we pulled ourselves up, baring ourselves to the atmosphere again, gasping for air. The blue water surrounding the entire Island was inviting me to explore its depths. "We will explore more but tomorrow" I heard and then I realized what just happened. It wasn't a dream and I didn't die. My
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Meera~"You are never touching me without my permission". I seethed in hot burning rage. He looked hurt. Good, he deserves this. Because he has hurt me, if it were someone else on my place she would have left his pathetic being long ago. "Pigeon--"."Don't pigeon me" I gritted out, glaring at him. He got up from the floor and came towards me, taking my face between his palms. I turned my face to the side, because I don't even want to look at him. "Please look at me, I have a good reason for doing this" I look at him in disbelief. Is this man for real? God, why I was such a fool to fall in love with him. "Good reason, Abram? You fucking sent me to an unkown island, you injected me. You fucking betrayed me and you still have good reason for it. God you are an asshole".I backed away from him and pulled my legs to my chest, because right now I want to be far away from this man. "I know I was wrong, but I had no other option. If I would have told you would have never agreed to leave
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Abram~Honey brown eyes stared at me, without any ounce of emotion. And I stared back. "So, you came for therapy because you are possessive of your wife?" The psychologist asked with astonishment in his voice. I nodded. "But women like it when their partners are possessive of them or are obsessed with them". He said as if it is the matter of fact. I don't know about other women but my madness is hurting my pigeon. It is distancing my wife away from me. "Just give me some damn pills doctor, so that I can stop myself from hurting my wife".He looked at me intently and opened his wrinkly mouth to say something. "What do you feel when you look into her eyes?" he asks and her amber pools flashed across my eyes, making me smile. "Peace" I said, without any hesitation, without any doubt. I was lost in her thoughts, in her smile, in her eyes, even in company of someone else, I cannot help but think only about my pigeon. My beautiful pigeon, my wife. "And what do you feel when you se
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Phrase
Meera~My head. It hurts, it hurts so bad as if someone ran a truck over it, and crushed it. I groaned in severe pain, and slowly opened my eyes causing the pain to only intensify. I look at the unfamiliar mirror celieng and my gaze darted to my sides, it was all unfamiliar. Where am I? I sat upright on the circle shape bed and glanced around again, it wasn't my room. Infact, none of the room in the mansion looks like this. My heart started to beat rapidly in pure terror, I clutch the satin sheets to my chest. Tears streamed down from my eyes and choked sobs escaped from my chest.All the memories rushed back in my mind and my whole body started to shake. He injected me. My own husband injected me. 'I don't want to, but I have to do this' his words echoed in my ears. "If you didn't wanted to, then why did you do this Abram".I screamed in the empty room, no one was here to listen to my cries. He wasn't here. He betrayed my trust. He betrayed me. "How could you do this, Abram"
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred You will only choose me
Meera~A heavy weight pressed against my chest, causing slight discomfort. I open my eyes and look down only to found mass of brown hairs sprawled upon my chest. His arms were wrapped around my waist, soft warm breaths escaping from him. An involuntarily small smile formed on my face and I dip my hand in his wavy curls, combing my fingers through his silky locks. How can someone be so perfect? From head to toe, he is all beautiful. He groaned as I stopped my moments, causing me to chuckle. I put my hand in his hair again, stroking gently. This is the kind of morning I always dreamt of having with him. And now I am having it. Having all of, what I dreamt of. But still nothing feels right. Instead it feels like everything is going down hill. Last night, god last night was the first time I have seen him relentless that he lost control. He said, he is not in any pain but I know him better. He misses him mom, and I can do nothing to bring her back. I know his possessiveness for me
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred I am not in pain
Abram~"Papa".My palms are clenched into a tight fist, my nose flaring, heart beating fast. I could feel the heat emetting from my body. My eyes were stuck on the man sitting on wheelchair, his blue eyes staring back at me, as if seeing my soul. I watch my wife kissing on his burnt cheek, as if she is not disgusted. God, he is so ugly and disgusting. I need to take my wife away from him, or he will contaminate my pigeon with his ugliness.My wife should stay far away from ugliness. "Abram--" I felt a hand on my shoulder and heard mummy's voice. My jaw grounded. How could she bring him here? "I want him out of my home, right away".Mummy came in front of me, and my heart thrummed painfully as I noticed weariness on her face. My Mummy is getting old."He is sick" she said, her voice croked and my jaw clenched further. I don't want my mummy to cry, I can't see her cry. "I am paying for care, ain't I?" I ask, my gaze moved on him again. Anger surged inside me as I saw my wife talki
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Papa
Meera~I arch up a little and placed a kiss on his adam's apple, making he groan, which made me giggle. I was still in his arms, as he strode towards the car, as fast as he could. "You really want to have me tonight, don't you? " I ask while trailing kisses up to his sharp chiseled jaw. His grip on me tightened and a low growl rumble through his chest. "Don't tempt me to take you here, on this very concerte. Or you want yourself on the headlines tommorow? News Flash : Mrs. Oberoi got all messy as her husband banged her".I slapped on his chest, feigning anger but I know the truth. The man who doesn't even like my hair up, because it shows my neck, will never exhibit me, even if I would ever want to. He opened the car door and settled me on the passanger's seat, buckling the seatbelt securing me. I watched as he hastily put on his own seatbelt, but failed. I chuckeled and leaning over his side, I buckled seat belt for him. "Don't be such a despo, honey" I mocked and he coughed,
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Hit me
Meera~I stirred in my sleep, and opened my eyes groggily. I could feel the dry burning itchiness in my eyes. I sat upright, and groaned in discomfort, as I felt my back and neck aching sore. I slept on the floor, against this door last night. My room was dark, just like my life. Usually, I would wake up early and pull up the blinds of our room. But this wasn't our room, this is my room and I no longer have energy to do anything. I feel low. I feel like all the loving passionate touches, all those firey words, all the time when we slept together, vanished into thin air and we are back to zero.I blinked back the tears that I thought I emptied last night by crying. But I guess god has instilled a dam inside my eyes that I can cry all the time. I sighed tiredly and got up from the floor, my feet sore but the cold tiles started to awake my body slowly. I was about to walk towards the bathroom when I felt something unusual. I frowned and slowly turn around. Yesterday, I decided to s
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred You always hurt me
Meera~"Who were you with, pigeon? " I frowned, all my excitement to meet him after this whole day and missing him, vanished as soon as he spoke in a harsh way. "If you will ask in that tone, I won't tell" I said, keeping my voice from trembling. He has done so many brutal things to me yet today is the first time I am feeling hurt. His tone, I didn't like it. My heart, it is not linking it. Maybe my heart has gotten used to his gentleness. "Answer the damn question" I flinched at his angry voice. My eyes brimmed with tears. I watched as he got up and marched towards me. Will he slap me? No, please no. I won't be able to forgive him, I won't be able to bear it now.I clutched the paperbag in my hand tightly, as he gripped on my arms, dugging his fingertips in my flesh. Glaring at me with mad anger. "You went out with that bastard Ian didn't you?"I look at him shocked. How did he know that I was with Ian? Did he stalked me? "Were you stalking me Abram? And don't you ever fucki
