PROLOGUE
HIS PoV
I saw her climbing
down the stairs. It was evident that she already knew it was me who came to
visit her. Fear and shock adoring her face stated it clear. God! She looked so cute, just like a lamb lost in woods. My body, soul and heart had craved to get
a glimpse of her. A month devoid of her was pure torment. Initial week, I tried
to ignore her absence. I believed she will be back in few days and then I could
resume to relish pleasure of having her around me. But soon it was found that
she had quit. Few of my buddies felicitated as I successfully evicted the
chubby, scholarship, middle class nobody who dared to cross me. While few nice ones in my gang, accused me
for spoiling her future. Yet they all went on with their lives and forgot Mehek
Sharma. Except me. I, Shaurya Khanna
couldn't. Next few days, I desperately tried to convince myself that she meant
nothing more than a toy. I partied harder, boozed heavily and tried to indulge
in women. But I failed miserably. I was unable to find pleasure or peace. She
affected me, more than I care to admit. I recalled the night we had spent
together. Even though it was far from ideal, it is still a very special night
for me . Finally on last week, I decided to put me out of this misery and act
quickly. She is mine and cannot leave me. I need to find a permanent solution
to stop her from running away from me.
HER PoV
He is pure evil. I have endured enough to know it for sure. There is no debate that he is a well-crafted master piece by
Almighty. In college she had always seen him casuals. He always looked sinfully handsome. But today clad in expensive
tailored blue suit, he had taken it to top notch. Wicked disguises itself in
many forms, I reminded myself. It didn't matter how well built or exquisitely groomed a person remains. What matters to me is the inner beauty. I am
perfectly aware of his disgusting persona masked behind his charm. Shaurya
Khanna is a man who took advantage of my drunken state and snatched away my
virtue. A man who showed no remorse after committing a heinous crime but chose
to boast it as his victory. I am just a
toy for him. An object to play , break and discard. He isolated me and preyed on me. I was alone and felt
weak. I was unable to guard myself. I lost my innocence, my self-respect and my
future. But today, I have my family. They are my strength so I will not bow
down or retreat. I, Mehek Sharma will face him and fight back strongly.
"Why are you
here?", Mehek questioned trying hard not to show her fear. Though they were left alone upstairs, she knew her family is near. "I am here
to officially ask for your hand in marriage", he replied casually.
"Are you insane?", despite her efforts to stay calm she raised her
voice. He smirked in response, "You
cannot escape me, Sweetheart". "I will never marry you", she
said shaking her head vehemently. Her refusal was not taken kindly. He grabbed
her arms, "you don't have a choice , Mehek. You will have to marry me or
else I will tell everyone that we slept together". "You took
advantage of me", she cried out. Shaurya seemed to be momentarily
disturbed by her accusal but he regained his composure, "Marry me or
Bear the consequences". Mehek stood numb at the unfairness slapped on her.
"I take your silence as affirmative answer to my proposal", he
tried to conclude. But she shook her head and backtracked her steps until she
hit the wall. "Then I will go down and reveal truth to your family. Both
ways are fine for me bcoz in the end it will lead to our marriage. I prefer
first option, saving humiliation and disappointment of Sharma family but then
it's your call", he acted to make a move. He was sure Mehek will never
allow it so he wasn't surprise when she spoke. But her words were a shock to
him, "I will kill myself". His eyes shone with anger and he pinned
her to wall, "Come again". Mehek felt triumphant, on piercing armour of his ego. "You heard me, Shaurya Khanna. Suicide. If death is the
only way to escape you, then be it", she said vehemently. "Don't you
dare, Mehek", he pulled her pony tail and she whimpered in pain, "You
belong to me. Body, heart and soul. Not even you have right to harm
yourself", he declared. She pushed him away and sneered at him, "But
I do Shaurya. I could immolate this shell which you had stained by your lecherous
deeds. Atleast my soul will be set free from you". Shaurya looked at her
intently for few seconds and then burst into laughter. His wicked laugh puzzled
her but soon he enlightened her, "I will haunt your soul, my dearest".
Mehek was perplexed, 'He is crazy'.
"What's her
name? The bolder, modern yet naiver version of yours whom I met
downstairs", he asked coyly. Her eyes widened in shock. "Aaah, I
recall it now. Nehal", he turned to her menacingly, "would your soul
rest in peace if I turn my wrath to your sister? Won't your spirit burn when I
break her painfully?". "Shaurya, please. I beg you. Don't harm my
sister", she folded her hands before him. He smirked and pulled her cheek,
"Calm down, Mehek. I have no interest in my future sis-in-law until my
would be wife holds my interest. Just agree to my demands and all shall remain
happy". Mehek understood her situation and decided to accept defeat.
"So will you marry me, Mehek?", he proposed. Mehek nodded, keeping
her eyes lower as shame was engulfing her. She was helpless. Her family is her
strength yet weakness too. "I didn't hear you", he mocked her.
"Yes", she said softly stifling her sobs. "Good girl", he
appreciated patting her head , "Now let's seal it
with a kiss", he asked. She stood still, anticipating his brutal assault on her lips
but he didn't move. "Kiss me, Mehek", he told her. Mehek was taken
aback by his demand. He had stolen her first kiss during their college days.
Infact he has snatched much more from her on that fateful night. But it was
never with her approval. Yet kissing him willingly meant she have submitted
herself completely to this brutal beast. "I don't have whole day", he
grew impatient. It was utterly humiliating for Mehek to yield to his wicked
fun. "Shaurya, please spare me. I can't", she appealed to him.
"Don't be shy, Mehek. If my memory serves fine, your lips have roamed and
pleasured all over my body. I must admit that for debutant, you were pretty
awesome", he told her vilely. "You are disgusting", she cursed
between her tears. He punched the wall beside her, "Stop provoking me,
Mehek when I am trying to be good to you". Mehek wondered whether he knew meaning
of being good. "Kiss me", he sneered.
She lifted her chin
to face him. She tip toed to reach him but he didn't bend. Nervously she snaked
her hands around his neck and pulled him slightly to reach his lips. She softly
pecked his lips with intention of swiftly separating herself from him but he
wrapped his arms around her waist to keep her closer. Soon he took the lead
sucking her soft petals but she remained passive, refusing her participation.
"Mehek", Mansi Chachi's voice startled them. Mehek was so embarrassed
but Shaurya looked down as if he got shy. "Your parents and our elders are
waiting downstairs", Mansi told Shaurya and he nodded. "Until next
time, Sweetheart", he bid farewell and walked away. "Shameless
girl", Mansi scolded her. Mehek was unable to justify since Mansi had
caught her red handed. "So this is how you had spent your college days ?
Chasing behind rich boys and chewing their lips. You have let down our
upbringing", she rebuked Mehek, "Thanks God, my Nehal is not like
you. Although she is weak in studies, I am so happy she behaves
respectfully", she paused to gasp air and before she could start again
Mehek fled to her room. She fell on the pillow and cried bitterly.
"Mehek
Beta", she heard soft know on her door. She knew it was time for her to face
Kanta Chachi. Unlike Mansi Chachi, Kanti Chachi was sensible and loved Mehek like her
own daughter. Mehek wanted to come clean to her. She wiped her tears and took
her steps determinedly. "Chachi...", she was about start but was dumbfound to encounter a graceful lady beside Kanta Chachi.
"Mehek, this is Karunaji. Shaurya's mother", Kanta introduced.
"You are so pretty, Beta", Karuna complimented Mehek and caressed her
cheek. Inspite of her predicament, she felt a tug towards motherly figure
before her. She folded her hands and greeted Karuna. Kanta side hugged Mehek, "Her beauty is
skin deep, Karunaji. Though we are not rich, when measured in prestige and
morals, we are never lower. My Mehek is perfect symphony of beauty &
values. She is my pride". Mehek felt a huge lump in her throat. Her Chachi
will be devastated if she knew about her plight. It will be a huge blow to her
if she knows that her niece was no longer the flawless girl she had brought up. Mehek sniffed and tried to give a weak smile. "Ofcourse Kantaji. She is unique
else my son wouldn't have chosen her", Karuna agreed to Kanta. She took
out a pair of diamond bangles and made Mehek wear them. "Though we will
have official roka later, from today onwards Mehek is ours. I already
consider her as my son's bride and light of our family", Karuna declared sweetly
and Kanta agreed tearfully. They both blessed Mehek. It was supposed to be one
of the happiest moment in her life but Mehek felt suffocated.
Edited by KashishJ - 5 years ago
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