Under his gaze (his forced bride) by Olivia Jessie (the giving tree read aloud txt) 📕
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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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" Tomato pizza for me and a coke. " Nidhi ordered. The waiter wrote it down. He then turned towards Advay. He was still looking at me.
" Red sauce pasta and choco lava cake. " The waiter again did his work and looked at me smiling watching my eyes.
Before I could say anything, my husband interfered.
" Same for her too. Leave. " The waiter walked out of the sight. He continued staring at my shoulders. He stood up from his chair. Nidhi was busy in her phone. He was going to hit me. Here and now! I clenched my dress fearing his next move.
" I have some work to do. I will return in fifteen minutes. " I watched him confused and terrified at the same time. " Mihika, come with me. " He said plainly.
Nidhi looked up at us now fully aware of the conversation.
" Why bhai? Is everything alright? " Her voice cracked in between. Why was she afraid? Did she know about him?
" I can't watch my wife sitting half naked here. Okay? " He said through gritted teeth. Nidhi chewed the inner side of her cheek. " Stand up. " He grabbed my arm.
" Bhai please. " Nidhi said half crying. " Bhabhi is really perfect and decent please try to give her a chance. Trust her. " She wiped one of the tear from her cheek.
" Nidhi don't worry. I will talk to you too once we reach home. Keep quiet for now. And wait for the lunch. I am not taking her with me to kill her. At least not now. " He grabbed my hand more painfully and started to walk toward the exit. I watched Nidhi crying by covering her face with hands.
What was actually happening?
We crossed the road and he kept on dragging behind me like a five year old. My blood was running cold and I could feel my hands getting too sweaty.
He won't kill me. At least now.
Once inside a shop, he asked the salesman where dupattas were placed. The salesman walked with us to the compartment. He smiled at me and watched my exposed body. Why were these men all perverts?
" Just leave. Okay " My husband literally pushed me to the other side. The man went away looking confused.
" I am sorry. " I was crying at this point. He looked at me with bloodshot eyes.
" No. You are not. I will make you feel sorry for being a whore behind my back! " He shouted at me. His voice was audible to me but others didn't hear or pretended not to.
He picked a very plain white dupatta from the stall. And covered me. I felt like a dead body. All colorful spark vanished at that moment. He grabbed a fistful of my hair in his palm. And examined them.
"Tie them.You will regret this haircut all your life without my permission." And handed me a rubber band. But before I could do anything. He took it from my hand and started pulling my hair in a braid. To all the people passing by he seemed like a perfect loving husband. But I knew his touch meant poison. He pulled the hair too painfully. I stopped him from my two fingers touching his hand.
" I will break all five of your fingers once we reach home. " He said forcefully trying to bend them at 0° level. I screamed lightly. " You won't be able to walk. " His eyes roamed at my breasts full of hatred.
Again we went out of the compartment and he was paying the bill. That's when the salesman came there too. He looked at me with wide eyes..
" Ma'am green would have looked too good on you. Matching eye color. " He smiled.
" Do you wanna keep my wife with you? " My husband said visibly annoyed. And angry
" Sorry sir? " He asked confused
" You have been taking a lot of interest in her. I thought so. " He stood in front of the poor man who was a lot shorter than him.
" What's wrong sir? " The manager came sensing the issue.
" Your salesman is keeping a lot of attention on my wife. " He informed
" Sorry sir. It won't happen again. Leave sudhir. Now!! " The manager screamed. He walked away embarrassed.
He took hold of my hand and we walked out of the shop. On the road..
" Enjoying? Oh hell alot !! Happy being a slut " His words pierced my heart.
We reached the restaurant. Nidhi was sitting with all food on the table. She had not touched anything. When she saw me first her eyes beamed with happiness but soon in distress.
I sat in front of her. She watched me and shook her head.
" She is not like ma, bhai. " She said again crying.
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