Coerced To Be His by Yarmia Tariq (room on the broom read aloud .TXT) 📕

Leaving her in affliction. She became unconscious and lost her senses. Her hands still tied to the headboard. She don't know when her mind became a fuzz, tunnel vision appeared before her eyes and she could feel her heart beating slowly. She could feel everything around her getting dark. There was no light in her sight. Everything disappeared from her vision. And she went into a dream, where she couldn't feel any pain. There was no sign of torture. She couldn't feel her body with herself. Only her soul was there. 
She fainted.

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Umer took out a bottle of beer from the shelf as he stood in his study room. He poured the ice cubes and added the beer. He sat on the couch and sighed. He took a large sip from the glass and gulped it down. He took a deep breath and looked at the large table in front of him. Although he took out his rage on her but still it didn't cooled him down. His loss was unbearable for him.
He didn't cared even if he has to kill someone for it. It was common thing for him. How many people he killed until now, he himself lost count.

As he took a another large sip, his eye caught something beneath the table. It looked like a corner of the paper. 
He stood up from his couch as he placed the glass on the table.
Curiosity got best of him and he leaned down to pick it up.

He forwarded his hand to pick it up. As soon the paper got in his hand and his eyes fell on it, he became shocked.

It was the same document of the contract for which he lost millions today. He fisted his other hand and dug his nails in his palm in frustration as he closed his eyes.

"Fuck it!" He cursed loudly making the whole room echo.

He stood up and kicked the table hard. 
All hovered by wrath, he picked up his phone from the table and dialled the number to call Betty. 
She picked up at the first ring.

"Set another meeting with those bastards! Right now!" He said through gritted teeth, but she could sense the rage beneath his words.

"But sir they won't...." She was cut off between.

"If you don't want me to fire you then do the fuck as I say Betty. Or I guess you know better what will happen to you" he warned her in threatening voice. He cut the call immediately after stating his last words.

The only thing which occupied his mind was to get this contract sign as soon as possible. He wanted this project more than his life. He never compromised on his business and killed those who tried to place thorns in his way.
And he didn't regretted a bit to punish Ayleen in his way. 
But something he thought, that she was weak to bear his cruel ways.

Author's note

Sorry for the late update, I was not mentally healthy to write it and was too busy. Maybe you know writers need some relaxed environment to mould their imagination into words. 

I hope you like the chapter although it's too much, like dark romance, and some of you might not like it but my story has this genre. It's up to you if you wanna read it or not. I'll update another chapter tonight. What do you think Umer will feel something for her or not? Tell me in the comments. 

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