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She was becoming more restless by each passing second, she was damn sure Akshat that saw her and now he knows that she is married. He might have not seen Abhimanyu but who knows? She couldn't make out his features clearly in the dark yet her eyes captured the look of hurt and anger in his eyes. What he must be thinking now? He must be feeling betrayed. Sh didn't tell him anything and got married.

Her chain of thoughts broke as the car stopped and he cleared his throat. Abhimanyu got out of the car and soon after the driver opened the door for me as she came out.

Standing before her was this huge mansion painted in white. The mansion looked familiar and obviously why wouldn't it? She has came here once to beg him to not force her into do anything with him.

Dhriti flinched feeling his cold hand on her waist. Her breath hitched and eyes widened feeling his touch on her skin. She felt as if his mere touch burnt her there, where he placed his hand. She gasped as he pulled her closer from the side.

"See, I bet you haven't seen this mansion even in your dreams." He stated so proudly as if he just came after winning a war.

She smiled bitterly before looking into his eyes. Due to tears, her vision blurred a bit but she could still see his face holding a smirk.

"I would rather call it a nightmare." Her reply amused him making his smirk grow. He was not expecting such feisty reply from her. He was quite impressed, but at the same time, her audacity was irking him.

"Then darling.." he pinched her waist making her hiss in pain. "..get used to this nightmare." He whispered the last part with a sinister smile.

"Sir...ma'am." The staff members came running towards them and greeted by bowing their heads. There were four women wearing a uniform.

She was shocked seeing the respect they were giving to this man. She couldn't even imagine their pain of bowing before him even after knowing what kind of a human he is.

"Take her to my room." Abhimanyu ordered finally removing his hand from her waist.

Dhriti heaved a sigh of relief feeling the burnt sensation subsiding from her skin. She was not even shocked hearing his uninterested tone. He ordered the maids to take her to hai room as if he just brought some furniture for his room.

The maids nodded and one of them gave a pitiful looks to Dhriti. Tears of shame filled her eyes but she quickly blinked them away.

What else was she expecting? Respect and honour?

She chuckled mentally at herself.

Without even giving her a glance, he strolled inside leaving her standing outside all alone in a bridal attire.

The maids looked at each other feelings pity for the poor young girl. She was looking so innocent and they could only pray for her now as she is in the clutches of the devil.

"Come, dear. I will show you your room." Geeta, the oldest of them said placing a hand on her shoulder.

"My name is Geeta. I am the head maid here." The old lady introduced herself.

"I am Shruti." A girl of her age or maybe few years older smiled.

"I am Shanti." Another girl younger than the previous one said.

"And...I am Ava."

Dhriti smiled seeing their sweet gesture. The youngest of them was Ava and Dhriti was feeling bad seeing her age. She is hardly sixteen and was looking even younger.

The maids smiled seeing Dhriti's smile. They felt good for a moment as they finally took her mind out of everything even though just for few seconds.

"I am Dhriti." She introduced herself then.

"Nice name." Ava said looking at her in awe.

Actually, all of them were looking at Dhriti in admiration. She was looking so pretty in that red bridal lehenga. Her big eyes covered in kohl, the dark red lipstick and the vermillion was enhancing her beauty.

"Let's go inside." Geeta said guiding her inside the mansion...

Dhriti was looking at the mansion with wide open mouth and awe in her eyes. He was right indeed, she never in her dreams had imagined of seeing let alone living in such kind of a place.

It was majestic. Each and everything of this place was screaming money and royalty. She can't even imagine of buying such things. Each piece of decor was looking mesmerising.

The giant hall was decorated with numerous showpieces. The huge couches were placed and a big television set was set on the wall.

There were two staircases, on the either side and in the middle there was the kitchen.

The fact that this man has no family and lives here alone was shocking. Why would anyone want to spend so much money on such things when he lives all alone.

She climbed the stairs and Ava and Shruti helped her with the heavy skirt as climbing the stairs was quite difficult wearing heels and that lehenga.

"This is your room, ma'am." Ava smiled opening the door.

"Tell us if you need anything." Shruti said and then both of them left after bowing before her.

Dhriti was not liking this. She is not some queen or princess to get such treatment. She doesn't even belong her.

Closing the door behind her, she slowly stepped inside the room. The room was even more beautiful but there was only one thing which was not settling well with her.

The walls were painted in dull colours. A faint combination of grey and black. A bright color would have given a more beautiful look to the room, that's what she thought.

However, she would rather die than telling him her preference.

"As if he will ask you." She chuckled muttering to herself.

The kind sized bed was at the centre of the room. There was a door probably leading to the closet, on the left corner. There was a huge slider giving her a perfect view of the balcony.

The stars were shinning brightly in the sky. She smiled looking at the sky. She always used to look at the sky from the window of her room. The night sky provides her comfort and a sense of relief.

Her lips started trembling and a bile rose in her throat remembering her room, her family and everything she has left behind.

"How lucky these stars are. They are free, they are not caged by anyone. They can shine happily without any fear." She whispered.

She was not liking the lights as her eyes were hurting so she found the switchboard and randomly touched a switch. The lightning turned dim making her eyes feel a bit relief.

Dhriti settled on the couch and let out a huge sigh of relief. Her legs were hurting like hell by wearing those heels. Her waist was itching and burning at the same time because of the skirt. Her head was hurting because of that huge bun.

She just wanted to remove all these jewelleries and clothes and get into her regular PJs. Her back was also hurting a lot.

She was tired and hungry. Her eyes felt drowsy and heavy as she closed them slowly...

.

She flinched badly followed by a gasp hearing the loud thud of the door. The sleep immediately left her eyes as she got alert. He was standing few feets away from her looking at her as if he was a predator and she was his pray.

She gulped getting off from the couch and looked at him with fearful gaze. His face was not visible due to darkness. She couldn't decipher what he was feeling or going to do.

As he took a step forward, she took two steps backward. Her heart beat was racing in her chest and legs were shaking already. She felt her feet feeling cold and numb and so did her palms.

She flinched feeling her back getting collided with the wall. Only then she realised, there was no other way to go. He approached her taking his time. He was enjoying the fear her eyes were holding for him.

Now, she could finally see his face. The top few buttons of his sherwani were undone and the sleeves were rolled up till his elbows, giving a perfect view of his veiny forearms.

"Why are you stepping back?" He whispered as now they were only few feets apart.

Her heartbeat dropped in fear smelling the alcohol from him. He was intoxicated and anyone could tell it by just looking at his eyes.

The amount of fear she has for him increased. She has never seen her father drinking ever. She hates drunk people and this man happens to be her husband was really drunk.

"I...I..ple--"

"Shhhh.."

Tears gathered in her eyes as he put his finger on her lips shushing her completely. His hold hand reached out to hold her waist. His fingers dug into her smooth skin painfully as he yanked her closer.

He felt erratic seeing the moonlight falling on her face amid the darkness. Her pretty big brown eyes were looking at him with fret while her soft petal like red lips were quivering. She was his now and this fact made him feel proud of himself.

Her head got hit by his chest. His gaze darkened seeing her fitting perfectly in his arms. She was so small, so petite and he was surely enjoying seeing her withering in his arms.

"Lea-ave me..please.." she stuttered pushing his chest with all her might.

His jaw clenched as he gripped her arms painfully pulling her more closer. His harsh breath was hitting on her face as his eyes bore into hers.

"I did not marry you to leave you." He gritted digging his nails into her arms.

She cried in pain and fear. He was not in his sense and this fact was making her more scared. She just wanted to hide in the embrace of her parents.

He pushed her on the wall making her body freeze. His eyes were drowned in lust and desire as he was momentarily distracted by her painted lips. His gaze travelled down to her cleavage and his hands fisted feeling the rush of adrenaline.

She tried to push herself more into the wall as if the wall will swallow her. Turning her face away, she started crying closing her eyes as she felt his hot breath falling on her neck.

Dhriti gasped as he latched his mouth on her neck hungrily. His lips felt as if she was being stabbed by a dagger several times in that spot. Disgust crawled onto her skin feeling his hands on her waist and stomach.

"STOP...PLEASEE." She cried trying to push him away.

Her denial made him angry and he bit her nape. The stinging sensation was too deep that she almost screamed. However, a hand on her mouth seized her sobs.

"Don't you dare shout or tell me to stop. Got it?" He asked looking at her with his dangerous eyes. "GOT IT?" She immediately nodded her head.

He left her waist and placed his hands on the either side of her head on the wall.

She was shaking seeing the rage and dominance in his eyes. His jaw was clenched and the veins were popping out of his forehead. He was looking like a maniac who would do anything to break her and satisfy himself.

"Why are shaking, huh?" Abhimanyu questioned in his deep voice sending chills down her spine. "Isn't it what you want? Acting, are we?" She was shocked hearing his words.

What made him think she wants this? Can't he see her pain? Her fear?

"I don't want any of these. You are forcing me." She stated with teary yet fierce eyes.

He smirked leaning towards her.

"Really? You don't want this life?" He asked.

She shook her head negatively.

"You forced me into this marriage. I don't want the title of being your wife." For the first time, she spoke boldly without stuttering even a bit.

Although, she was afraid of his reaction but didn't back away from telling out the truth.

"Wife?" He chuckled finally taking few steps back making her heave a sigh of relief. She felt as if she could breathe again.

"You took this marriage too seriously, didn't you?" He casually asked crossing his arms over his chest. He was smirking enjoying her disheveled state.

She looked at him with hatred and only hatred. Obviously this all was a game for him. She can't expect him to take marriage seriously. A bond like marriage is too pure for such man.

"I didn't." She gritted looking down.

His smirk vanished hearing her reply. His eyes darkened as he approached her again which made her take a step back voluntarily. She could see the anger swirling in his eyes. The anger of her reply. The anger of her denial.

He squeezed her cheeks making her close her eyes in pain. She could feel the force of his fingers on her delicate skin.

"Listen here, Dhriti Abhimanyu Singh.." her heart filled with bitterness hearing his name attached with hers. "I own you. You will bear my surname from today onwards. You will love with me, eat with me and..." He squeezed them more painfully and gritted on her face, "..sleep with me."

Her eyes opened hearing his last words. The words truly stabbed her painfully.

"You are meant to satisfy my needs. Whenever and wherever I want." He completed and then left her with a jerk making her feet lose it's balance and she fell on the floor.

Without saying anything further, he went inside the closet shuting the door loudly behind him.

Dhriti's mind couldn't process whatever occured just few seconds ago. She looked at her broken glasses on the floor and her bloodied wrists. Her cheeks and neck were still hurting.

"Why me?" She whispered crying at her fate...

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