All Chapters of Broken scared love : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 11Tanya's povI can't take this anymore. I thought that maybe I could love him but I can never love someone like him. I hate him. He is a monster. I can't take this anymore. The way he raped me last night even when I had my periods was the worst. I always had a painful period but this time, with all the work and rape, I can't bear this anymore. What will happen if I escape? Surely, he will find me but maybe I can stay away from him for these four days. And this will ensure that he doesn't think about researching Sanvi more. It is a win-win situation for me."What are you doing my whore? Serve me the food as soon as possible and then wash the bedsheets because my whore decided to bleed on them. She can't even control her bleeding. She is such a pathetic excuse of a wife," my eyes sting with tears. I really have to get out of here. My stomach is already in pain. I can't take this anymore...I serve him food a

Chapter 13Aarush 's povI know that whatever I am doing is wrong but I guess she deserves it. I don't know how it feels during your menstrual cycle because I never had one but she used to be in so much pain during those five days. I guess Saanvi will also feel the same pain and it will be pleasurable to rape her during her menstrual cycle or so I thought but right now, I am regretting it.I don't know about her but my conscience is killing me. I want to ignore this conscience. According to it, no one deserves such a treatment and once again I can feel my resolve breaking. So, I do the thing which generally helps me during such conditions, and that is remembering why I am doing all this.Being a Mafia king is not easy. Many times you have to go against your principles. At such times, the only way to move forward is to remind yourself again and again why you are doing something. I walk to the room where I can still

Chapter 15Tanya's pov I wake up after some time, I don't know how much, by a beeping sound near my ear. I groan in frustration and look at it, finding the sound coming from the hospital machines. My eyes widen and I try to look at my surroundings, my jaw hitting the ground with how luxurious the room is. Even though it's just a hospital room, it has a couch, two comfortable beds including the one I am laying on, a nightstand, two windows with beautiful floral curtains, a television, an air conditioner and a restroom. It feels as if this is not a hospital room but a VIP hotel room. But the white walls and the white bedsheets make this room a hospital room. I can't believe he spent so much money on me. I am thankful that I am in this room and not Saanvi. I hope her child is healthy and happy. I wish I could meet it, see it, touch it, feel it...I try to look behind me when I hear the sound of footsteps from that side and my sig

Chapter 17Tanya's pov I can't believe my 'husband' bought sanitary napkins for me. Although he acted harshly before, it has been two days since I am home but he didn't touch me inappropriately even once.I mean yeah he held me by my waist, shoulders, etc. but I guess it is common in husband and wife... So, I don't feel anything for that. Strangely, I was missing his touch. But, he is controlling himself; it's a big step in itself. He even called all the servants back. While sleeping, he spoons me. Unbelievably, the feeling is so awesome that I want to lock this feeling away and keep it safe in my heart... I know you will feel that I am crazy but these two days that he has taken care of me, I think that I have started loving him. His 'care' just included him hiring his servants back and then serving me but all of that feels so good, especially because of his earlier beha

Chapter 19Aarush 's povThe next few months go like this. I am having pleasure while enjoying my time with my wife and the fact that I don't have to go to any office is like a cherry on top... Every time I f**k my wife, she bleeds a delicious colour of red blood. I love seeing blood... I know it is kind of weird but I am somehow addicted to blood.It fascinates me how it drips down from a deep wound, how it appears on a slight scratch... Our life is nothing without blood and I love watching blood leave from someone's body and Saanvi, her blood drips from my favourite body part... How can I hate it? I love how red her long beautiful legs become after blood tickles on it, drop by drop, by drop...Every night I f**k her, her erotic screams and moans echo in my mansion. Every guard, maid or other staff member present here knows what happens after the night approaches... Every night, when I throw her out of my room and