"Please! Please"!
She screamed as she backed away from him with the back of her hand over her mouth to avoid his brutality on her lips when he leaned forward. Despite her pleadings, he moved forward again and leaned only for her to back away and clamp her mouth with her hands to avoid his kiss.
Her Hair disheveled when she shook her head in no followed by her hands joined together begging him not to advance any of his assault on her.
"P-please. Don't. I-I didn't (hiccup) did--
Her words were blurred as his eyes took in the way her lips moved when she pleaded with him and he gulped as his Adam's apple bobbed while he felt a little strength in his junior.
Suddenly her hand was caught in a lethal grip as he pulled her and it was so sudden that she got no time to use her hands as her shield when his lips took hers with his hand gripping her jaw tightly.
She struggled in his vise grip when his hands fisted her hair and tucked them back, her face facing the ceiling as he got better access to kiss her. Her hand on his chest still trying to push him now reached to his face trying to push his face away.
His lips took her lower lip in his as he sucked and bit her as her back arched in pain and her punches grew more. He shoved his tongue in her tasting every corner of her mouth as her tears leaked from the side of her eyes.
It was a tiny moment where he left her lower lip in a pop and was about to take her lips again but she turned her face away swiftly.
"P-please. Please. Have mercy please".
She cried as her hand again guarded her lips as she sobbed in his clutch in an uncomfortable position. Slowly his grip around her hair loosened as he backed away. With the change of air, she realized he was at a decent distance as she looked up at him slowly and immediately backed away to the wall while he still kneeled where he was on his one leg still with a frown looking at her.
"Come here".
She shook her head vigorously as she wrapped the loose end of her saree around her shoulders.
"D-don't, please. I am sorry. I'm sorry. I-I won't do this again. T-they were hungry---
In a snap, he strode towards her in one long stride and knelt in front of her and fisted her hair, and looked into her eyes.
"Again. What did I tell you about helping them".
"I'm sorry please---
" WHAT DID I SAY"?
She flinched in horror as she gulped trying to disappear into the wall.
" T-to not help them".
" Then what did you do".
" They were hungry".
" So. Does that concern me? You've gone against my words. So you shall face the consequences as well".
" Puh-lease". She sobbed.
" What"? He chuckled listening to her.
" Please. L-leave me".
He shook his head snickering as the next second he ordered on a serious note.
" Remove your saree".
Her head snapped at him with his wife's eyes as he saw how gobsmacked she is listening to such words.
"What are you looking at. Remove your saree. NOW".
Suddenly she pushed him away and he stumbled back as he was kneeling on his one knee. Taking that as a chance she made a run towards the door when the end of her saree fell into his clutched hand. She immediately froze feeling the stiffness of the saree and her hand caught exactly at the moment it was going to rip out of her saree pin attached to her blouse on the shoulder.
She turned back with red-rimmed eyes looking at him depicting vulnerability, horror, and helplessness.
He rose to his feet and she clutched to her saree tightly as her lips frowned down with tears streaming down. A sob tore from her lips but the voice of the sob was of helplessness as she gazed at him hopelessly. A tug tugged his heart as she looked at him with that pitiful look asking him to leave her with those big red eyes.
Her eyes... Were big with thick eyelashes showing her vulnerability through those watered magnifying lenses. So express.
"Please. I'll be at your feet. S-stop this please".
Her heavy pleading made him frown as it made him feel like he is a very bad man.
Come on. I ain't that bad.
He thought to himself. Slowly he reached her still with the pallu in his hand as he put folding it gathering it in his hand as he inched closer to her. His next act left her astounded as he wrapped the saree around her shoulders securely and wrapped his hands around her and jerked her back into his body.
" Come on. I was just frightening you. And look at you all shaken up".
He said as he saw her fingers shivering and a little bit sweaty on her palms as now they clutched together with the pallu in her hand. He sighed and rubbed her arm to soothe her but her body became rigid in his hold.
"You ain't even that beautiful that a man had to make an effort in forcing you. Loosen up doll".
He said exactly what wasn't. Hell if he was more tempted he doesn't know if he could be controlled. But he is trying his guts. And unbelievably her body loosed up from being rigid. He looked at her surprised knowing that she loosened up after being called ugly.
He scoffed. As if ugly looks can stop anyone from being harmed. In this world, for a rapist and true loving man, the face grade doesn't matter. It is a hole for a rapist and a heart for a man. That's all it matters.
Turning her to him he suddenly took a kiss from her lips as she gasped at his suddenness and stepped back but he restrained her from moving any inch to any side.
"Come on sit here".
He said as he pulled her into the center of the room and made her sit down. Her frame is still shaking in fear as she has no choice but to obey him. She sat there waiting for his next moment when he came back with a book and a few pens in his hand. Lazily he threw the book and pens down on her lap.
"Take them".
He ordered and she hesitantly took them in her hand and opened the book to find it full of empty blank pages.
"There's a simple punishment. I'm giving you an imposition to write "I will never disobey Arnav Singh Rathore and only obey him".
" Got it. Write it on every single page". The whole book should be completed by tomorrow morning and I will check it. No page should go missing. Got it ".
She nodded sniffing her nose lightly.
" And I shouldn't see any tear stains on that papers. Understood ".
She again nodded this time keeping the book a little away, careful of her tears spoiling the page.
"Words Asha! Words!... I always prefer words".
"O-okay".
She let out a small word in her raspy voice as she wiped her tears.
"Hmm. And, this will be your room from now on so that I can keep my eyes on you. Dare to cross this wing and go to the other side then my dear Aasha".
He squatted down to her level and tucked her chin up with his fingers connecting her teary eyes with his.
" I won't stop where I stopped right now. Consequences would be lethal for you ".
Saying that he left her there and went to his room. Tears gathered in her eyes again as she put the book aside and curled up with her head resting on her folded knees as her hands winded around her legs. She cried silently for a while rewinding all his actions when it struck her that she have to write it. Her body became stiff as she looked to her side and turned the book back side to see how many pages were there.
Her eyes widen seeing that it is a 100-paper book. Panic stroke her as she sat straight immediately and took the pen and started writing in big block letters to eat up as much space as possible. She completed five papers and she realized that she can't complete them by morning if she continues like this. Her childhood idea popped as she took three pens together and piled them up together in a line trying to fit them in her hand and started writing in big block letters.
It was morning already and despite her hand pain, she continued to write hurriedly. Her letters gone crooked as her hand began to shake with the number of pages she had written and with how long she has written. She didn't sleep all night and continued writing only for the half-completed book.
She wasn't even sure if it is half or not but by a rough look she could say half and more but not complete. She glanced at the window worried about the peeking sun as rays started to enter the room. She tensed as it is almost morning.
After a few more hours, the door clicked and she was startled in her place looking forward with her mouth open a little as she tensed if it was him. To her bad luck, it was him as he pushed the door smoothly and stepped in dressed in a white shirt and black pants. His eyes fell on her and she immediately started writing fast looking down.
"Stop that".
He voiced out and her hands trembled as she stopped writing. He crouched down and pulled the pens out of her and started at it as an amused smirk spread on his lips.
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