Under his gaze (his forced bride) by Olivia Jessie (the giving tree read aloud txt) π
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I was standing there in front of his house shivering as the december breeze hit me. I was trying to get hold of my heavy lehnga and the dupatta. A newly bride was not allowed the entry to enter the house. And that bride was me and i didn't know even the reason. Suddenly , the door opened and he was in his casual outfit as if we weren't married just 2 hours ago.
" You can come inside. But learn to be out of the fairyland. I don't want to be a husband that you have dreamt of. " he was looking straight as he told me all that.
" you can't leave. i mean i don't like to let go of MY things ." He said
His possessive tone rang in my ears.
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As we finished with the lunch, i started cleaning the kitchen which was a mess. my hands hurt but i have to do it otherwise he will do something again. Only if i could get a phone to talk to my sister then everything can be solved. i will leave this place.A smile spread on my lips thinking about my life .Β
"why are you smiling?" that irritated voice shudder me.Β i turned back to see him holding a book in his hands. he raised a brow at me.
"nothing." i replied softly. Again indulging myself in cleaning.Β But maybe this answer wasn't sufficient . I heard him placing the book on the counter.
"i am going for a walk. you better prepare a good reason for that kind of smile. like you remembering someone." he glared at me and walked out.
Insane! i can't even smile. oh god!
As i cleaned everything , i sat in the balcony. After few minutes, the window of our neighbor opened . there was a woman with a child. she looked at me and smiled.
" Dhruv told me about you. Welcome here!" she smiled brightly at me.Β
"thank you. " We talked for a while. She was a nice lady. Her name was prabha and she was Dhruv's sister. As we were talking, i saw a tall figure staring at me from the street. My husband!Β
I walked back again and sat on the sofa. I was talking to a WOMAN. he shouldn't be mad ..
I heard the click of door twice and he threw something on the floor. I looked for the damaged material and it was a pizza. Wow. All destroyed. My legs were shaking .
" What were you talking about to that woman?" he shouted.
"just casuals." my voice was shaking . i tried talking normal but couldn't.
" GET UP!" He screamed at me. i felt my heartbeat rising and my blood being cold.
i stood up . he grabbed my upper arm and shook me several times.Β
"You better learn a good way of answering my questions.. Do you get that? one or two word pisses me off." he yelled. i was nodding all the time.Β
let it pass. just be over. leave me alone.
" listen very carefully. i don't like making friends. i haven't any so nor will you. okay?" he was breathing heavily. i nodded with a small 'yes'.
" Let's go upstairs. I need something to get my normal mood back." he said looking down at me.
" I have to clean this." i replied hoping he will leave me here.
"JUST COME.." his voice was slow . I walked behind him. I don't want to do this.Β
He finally carried me to bed as he couldn't wait due to my slow pace.My back hit the soft bed. He came hovering at me. He unsnapped the button of his jeans and threw the shirt away. Only in boxers, he looked at me . Not at me but at my breasts. He is a doctor. Why does he behave like a pervert?
After removing every clothing from my body he gulped . I saw the huge bulk in his boxers. His rough hands squeezed my breasts. My nipples erected. but i couldn't control it. his hot breath was all over my body. i closed my eyes as we tried to fit in.Β
After few minutes, with my chest bouncing i didn't look at his face. he was all sweaty and was grunting hardly. He grabbed my mouth and watched my hazel eyes turn all red and puffy.Finally when he was finished, he lay on other side of the bed . i felt wasted and my soul cried. Because i let it happen. I didn't say or do anything. Neither i tried to cover myself nor flinched.
" Clean the mess in the living room." he said half awake.Β
What am i ? A doormat? You use me and then threw me. Can't i rest after the molestation? Don't i deserve to be falling asleep to reduce the pain?
he looked at me angrily. i wiped my face.And collected my clothes. After i was dressed again, i went to the living room. And cleaned the pizza sauce. but still a few dots were on the carpet i couldn't get them off.
i slept on the sofa thinking nothing but to relax me. i had never imagined myself in a situation like this. i wanted a normal life. but now i am trapped. i need to talk to my sister. This was my last thought.
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