Hey guys,
I'm going to write a fan fic on Angad and Kripa called Beauty and the Beast. While having the concept in mind, i thought it seemed quite similar to a certain film, but i assure u that its quite different from it but the basic tid bits r similar. I apologise in advance for any mistakes or if i hurt any sentiments
Kaju
Part 1
It was one dark rainy evening, just like any other day for Kripa. Silently standing beside the open window, inhaling the cold breeze entering the bedroom…touches the droplets of rain…thinking about the outer world, her inner world…her tormented past which happens to be her horrific present and her future.
Anyone who saw Kripa would firstly think that "wow what a pretty lady and what beautiful eyes", but what they didn't see what the pain in those beautiful eyes. To be honest, people are ignorant, however evident the pain was people had no time to intervene in another person's life.
Kripa stood there still looking at the droplets of rain, inhaling and exhaling the little moments of freedom that with mercy she receives. An attractive 21 year old, life could have been different for her right now, if only….if only! She looks at the wedding ring on her finger, sighing, expressionless.
She hears her bedroom door opening with great force. She doesn't need to turn to know who has entered. It's her husband Angad. Calling him a husband would be a disgrace but legally and in the eyes of society, that was what he was regardless of how he treated his wife Kripa.
He enters the lifeless bedroom and shuts the door locking it.
"Kripa…idhar aao!" saying this in a superior tone. Kripa silently sighed and went to him. She stood a metre away from him, patiently waiting for his next move as she was aware of he was going to do.
He went forward and pulled her top down, revealing her neck and upper chest. He was aggressively kissing and nibbling onto her skin. She silently stood there with no expressions on her face. He moved his hands towards her legs, carried her n placed her onto the bed. He put his hand inside her skirt, touching her inappropriately. To his surprise Kripa had not once protested today, didn't jerk his hand away n neither tried to run from his grip. He smirked and thought "she's not protesting? This is new! Making things easier for ourselves aye? Easier for me to fulfil my wish and the lesser pain she will be in!"
He continued to kiss her neck while touching her all over her body. She lay there emotionless, it seemed as if she had become immune to such behaviour. It hardly pained anymore, physically, but the pain caused interiorly would never seize to increase. She lay there thinking while he viciously used her body, about how she ended up in hell and how she ended up having such a horrendous life…
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Kaju😊
