"Drink it, Aasha".
She shook her head again as his grip tightened on the glass.
"Why? So that you can have chili powder to get rid of my taste on you. Then I'm hell-bent on making you drink water".
She was shocked to listen about the chill powder thing and yet to process it but he was fast to proceeded the glass of water to her mouth.
She immediately shook her head but he caught her cheeks steadily and forced her to drink water. Her hands tried their feeble attempts to get his hold loose on her cheeks where as he was forcing the content in her mouth with ease. She didn't allow the water to enter at first but at last, she have to drink water. However most of the content spilled out of her mouth until she coughed out water and he let her go putting away the empty glass.
Her body limply slid down to the wall as she coughed vigorously with her hand over her mouth. It felt difficult for her as water has entered her nose as well. His massive figure bent down on his one folded knee leveling his height with hers as he gently rubbed her back to ease the cough with a content triumph smile on his face.
His inner demon felt pleased looking at her. Not sure if it is her choking or crying but he liked it. His large hands slowly crawled front to her cheek and caressed it. His hand covered almost the right side of her face and then he gently tucked her hair back clearing his view of her face.
And when she recovered she looked up at him still the back of her hand covering her mouth, only giving him the view of her red beady eyes.
"Look. Was it hard to drink water. I was just helping you Aasha. You should've listened to me".
He said as more tears welled up in her eyes. In a snap slapping his hand away, she stood up rushing to the door when she was gripped by her wrist and swirled her around with a rough jerk causing her body to bump into his as she squealed in reflex. In the process, her hands laid on his shoulders to save her face from bumping into him. She looked up at him and he has his eyes dead set on her.
"I'm not yet finished with you darling. Where do you think you are going".
"P-please. E-enough of this. I d-didn't do anything. Please leave me". She let out a fit of sobs taking her arms off him but he gripped her hands and she gave no struggles to get both of her hands out of his hold.
"You slapped me, Aasha".
"Y-you did wrong".
She answered for which he threatened her to repeat.
"Huh? What did you say".
"Y-you did wrong".
"Oh. I did wrong? Then let's make it much worse to make it right".
Saying that he snakes his arm around her waist hugging her to his body tightly as his other hand started to take off the safety pin of her saree. As his intentions sank in her mind she struggled vigorously in his arm trying to twist her body as much as possible shouting at him to stop it.
"PLEASE STOP IT. PLEASE STOP IT. IM SORRY. IM SORRY. ITS MY MISTAKE. IM SORRY PLEASE".
She screamed as his hand halted before he withdrew his hand and looked at her. He looked a little upset and disappointed at her previous actions. He almost looked as if he was pitying her.
"You have a very long way to adapt this survival, Aasha. But I'll go easy on you. You know why"?
She kept her teary eyes trailed at him waiting for this to be over.
" Because... You grabbed my attention. You placed a soft spot in me for yourself darling. And I don't want to harm you more than I did. Right Aasha ".
He asked and she didn't respond making her brows raise at her. She frantically gave a small nod to her as another tear trailed down and his thumb rubbed it away.
" So try to be on my good side instead of slaving them. Okay? Serve me instead of them. If you choose me. You'll have good survival here. Or .....
He cupped her cheek making her look up at him with her misty eyes.
"I promise you from the bottom of my heart. You'll have bad days. Nah. You'll have worst days. And I will sincerely perform those worst days for you".
" I'm saying this to you because I don't want you to go against me. I want you to keep up the image that I have of you. I don't want you to mingle with such evil people. Factually saying, I don't want to break beautiful things until they cause me a problem. Got it"?
She looked at him in disbelief when he described them as evil. Sure they are evil at some point to her but compared to him, they aren't. And she can't understand in what sense he called them evil when he doesn't agree that he is lot more evil than them.
" Understand Aasha"?
He asked gently tucking her chin up and she meekly nodded.
"N-now. Please let me go".
A small smile spread on his lips as his two fingers caught her lower lip and squeezed them as her shoulders constricted. This meek, innocent, and submissive behavior of hers is exciting him.
"There is still more to listen to Aasha".
Her shoulders slumped in defeat as he left her lips and all of sudden she was swirled around with her back facing him as he winded his arm around her waist sticking her body to his.
Her breath hitched when she felt his fingers trailing her open back from the back of her neck. His tip of the fingers sensually trailed her back as her muscles tightened and became rigid while her ears turned stiff.
"N-no, n-no. No p-please".
She shivered and sobbed in her low voice, helplessness depicted in her limping body as she weekly tried to swirl in his hold to escape him.
"Listen well. From tomorrow. You'll be working for me. Only for me. From tomorrow Ridhima will cook for them. While you should cook for me..... Are you listening".
He asked while his fingers stopped trailing her exposed back to know if she is following his words. She gave a fearful nod, moving her back muscles a little to avoid the touch of his fingers.
"And. You are supposed to clean my room and do my laundry as well. You should carry all my work as you carry the household work daily. You will no more sweep and mob the whole house. Understand. You'll be given intervals as well. But you should always be available for my anytime orders. Understand ".
He asked and when there is no response he asked more threateningly earning a nod from her. From a side angle, he saw a tear trailing down on the apple of her cheek as it shone under the light.
His fingers started to draw patterns on her back and suddenly he put his tongue on her back and licked it earning a horrified scream from her as she started to squirm vigorously her legs tapping down to make an attempt for run to get away from him. .
"P-please please please. L-leave me. L-leave me. I want to go. P-please".
He gave open mouth kisses on her back as he let a hot wet trail on her back with his tongue making her feel disgusted as she has her eyes shut tight. She felt lightheaded as she kept her eyes tight shut. She might lose her consciousness soon but she resisted herself a lot to not happen that. She has to get away from him first.
"P-please. P-pleas---ahh".
She gasped as her breath hitched feeling his fingers unhooking the first hook of her blouse. Her anxiety and fear heightened to the peak and her breathing went hyperventilate in new raw fear. She screamed for help and her struggles grew more strong as she started to wiggle out of his hold with her best strength as she broke into a fit of fearful sobs.
"P-please. Please. D-don't do anything. D-don't do---Don't do anything. Please spare me. Please spare me. Have mercy please. Have mercy. I'm your brother's wife. Please leave me".
She begged and his hand halted after listening to her words and something snapped in him. He lifted his lashes and glared at her when all of sudden she was swirled to his front and was pushed back roughly to the wall with his frame trapping her.
"What did you say? Hmm"?
His grip tightened on her cheeks making her lips pucker out as she felt more lightheaded. She shook her head her hands trying to loosen his clamp over her cheeks. His eyes are red as he glared at her.
"What the fuck did you say? You are his wife? His wife? That c*unt was fucking dead already. You are a widow Aasha. My fucking widow. I made you the widow Aasha. I made it. There is a reason I killed him when he tied you the knot. I made you my widow. Understand"??
She is in too much of a haze to contemplate his words as she felt everything shaking around her. She blinked her eyes to keep herself conscious and her breathing seemed hard with the crying, fear, and proximity.
"P-please. M-move away. I-i want to---umm".
Her voice was muffled as he again slammed his lips on her. This time despite her struggles he snaked his hands into her saree as he started touching her. His large hand moved up and caressed the swell of her breast and she already felt she lost it. His other hand unhooked the other two hooks of her blouse making it undone as he fondled with her skin. His mouth took her lips again and again as he trailed his kisses to her neck where he marked her and before he finally kiss it he felt a limp weight in his arms as he looked up at her. She has her eyes closed as she fell to her sideways in his arms and her hands limply fell from fisting his shirt. He sighed and looked at her disheveled form. Her hairs were a mess with a few brutal marks and her saree was disheveled. He gently tucked her hair away from her face as he lift her in his arms. Her neck fell back as her hands floated in the air he jerked her up in his arms again for a better position and took her out of his room.
Descending the stairs with her saree falling down over her shoulder he started to step down and he still found them standing where they were and soon they looked at him. A triumphant smirk played on his lips as he reached the last step and looked at them.
Lifting her frame a little bit up he eyebrowed her frame showing them what state he had put her into. Yamini's eyes widen as she took into her view. Still with her hair flowing down she saw her white blouse's loose ends hanging down while her saree was disheveled from the one end. There is a mark on her neck as well and that is all she can see as he carried her away from their prying eyes and took her to her room.
Placing her on the bed he stood up straight buttoning his shirt buttons. With all her punching, struggling, and fisting his shirt his buttons came undone. He stared at the beautiful mess for a moment before turning away and shutting her room door.
On the way back he went to the kitchen to find Ridhima packing the leftovers.
"Are you throwing them"? He asked her and she gave a nod to him.
"Don't. Can you make it decompose by tomorrow morning".
" No sir. It can't. It was cooked for dinner. It will take time to decompose. Probably tomorrow afternoon ".
" Hmm". He gave a thoughtful nod before speaking.
" Then let it be till tomorrow afternoon. Don't cook any breakfast for them. And she lost her consciousness. Give her some vitamin pills".
Saying that he left to his room.
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