All Chapters of Forced Marriage for Revenge: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ARJUN POVHow easy it was for her to say that I don’t deserve to be a father.How easy it was for Rahul and Vikram to say that I will be the best father.But one can never understand the amount of pain one would go through while losing a child.It does not matter if you heard his or her heartbeat sound for the first time. It does not matter if you have seen the first picture of his or her sonography. It does not matter if anyone else knows about your pregnancy. It doesn’t matter if your belly was swollen with your baby in your womb.In fact, nothing matters. Nothing at all.Just the mere delay of your menstrual cycle is enough to rise hope in you if you are trying to conceive. Also, no one can measure the heartbreak one would go through when they get their period and they realize they are not pregnant.Just two pink lines in a small stick are enough to make you feel on cloud nine when you are trying to conceive for so many years and was unsuccessful. Also, no one can stop the tears on

Silence reigned over the dining room except the sounds of cutlery. Each one of their mind thinking and analyzing so many things at the same time. The constant chewing and drinking were the only thing indicated their physical presence.After a long time, they were having their dinner together. Helping each other in passing the dishes to one another as well as self-serving themselves. The maids stood in the corner of the room ready to take orders from their bosses whenever called. It was a long time ago since they shared the same meal time.The last five days were relaxing for Shweta but the same cannot be said for the three men having their dinner. If anything, there were storms brewing in their minds.“What are we going to do?” Vikram was the first to ask. He knew Arjun and Rahul were worried about him. In fact, they should not because he is more than capable of taking care of himself. Arjun and Rahul were aware of it, yet they are not ready to risk it.“Nobody knows we are here. We h

Vikram POVA week. Seven excruciatingly slow days. Seven days since I am cooped up in this magnificent mansion which has now started to feel like a bloody cage.After our last meeting in the dining area, where my boss had in not so threatening manner appointed Rahul as my shadow, my life has become like a prisoner put under strict security. All my belief about Rahul being my friend flew out of the window in the past seven days. He is an asshole, just like his brother.And there is not even a day went by where I did not think about thousand and one ways to kill him. He practically made my life a living hell in the name of taking care of me.After our meeting in the dining area Arjun and Rahul started doing all the digging except nothing came in our hand. Every clue we tried to follow led us to dead end. Two days later one of our trusted guards, Joseph guarding our Mumbai mansion called us to inform that they received a pen drive along with a note attached to it. But that was not what ma

AYAAN POVPlacing the post mortem report on the table, I slumped in my chair.My father, Viren uncle and I are currently in a hotel in Daman. After our previously planned blast did not go the way it should have been, we thought about changing our tactics.There was utter chaos in all over Maharashtra. None of the gang members could even guess what we are looking for or who we are looking for. Raising further suspicion that either they were not involved in Aadi uncle’s murder and Shweta’s abduction at all or the culprit is just way too smart to get caught.With all the chaos taking place between the gangs, it is easy to conclude that a war is on the way. When it would happen no one could guess, but it is sure to happen. Since it has been a long time, that my dad and Viren uncle had stepped down from their position as a boss, no one would suspect us.And about me, I am just a ghost in our world just like Shweta. Whoever, knows about my existence, except our trusted men, are six feet und

ARJUN POVI woke up with a soft body pressed against mine. Her head on my hand, face pressed against my chest, an arm around my torso and a leg over my legs.I have been awake for the past one hour but somewhat I did not have the heart to get up. This small room which is smaller than my bathroom and this bed somewhat made all my pain and exhaustion go away. It’s eleven in the morning. As far as I remember, we went to bed around eleven in the night. I slept for more than ten hours. I don’t remember when was the last time, I slept for so long, but it is the longest I have slept in the last three years.The maids knocked the door twice. First to bring her clothes, so she can freshen up and second to bring breakfast. And I dismissed them both the times and went for sleep again and I slept. That itself is a miracle considering my sleep pattern.Shweta sleeping for so long is what caught my attention. She would normally wake up around eight in the morning. In fact, she would be awake even b