Under his gaze (his forced bride) by Olivia Jessie (bearly read books .txt) 📗

He's a monster...

" Then are you like her? " He asked Nidhi who watched him wide eyed. She made a disgusting face at him and wiped her tears off. 

" Eat. " He said looking at me. " What if you don't get anything for two days? " It was a threat. He was going to starve me for next forty eight hours. I instantly picked up the spoon and began eating the pasta. It was delicious but the moment was dangerous which made me lost my appetite. 

Nidhi too continued eating silently. After we were finished, the waiter came to collect the bill. He frowned looking at both us. Nidhi's eyes were red and swollen. And involuntarily mine too. 

" Thank you sir. " He collected the bill and left without saying much. Other than asking about our health. But my husband shrugged off the topic. 

" Let's go " He grabbed my arm and we walked out of the restaurant with Nidhi following behind. He unlocked it and asked me to sit in the back seat . Nidhi was ordered to sit in front with him. After we all were seated, he started the engine and drove out of the parking lot. 

" First of all you came here without informing me. All alone. Secondly you dare to roam around without my permission. Third you took her too  in such an exposing dress. Fourth were is the money coming from? Who gave you? ! " He shouted at her in one breath. I flinched knowing this would be my fate after her. 

" I was asking you to pick me for two months but I guess you don't want me to stay with you. Second we were not 'roaming'. We went shopping. Which is completely normal. Third the dress is good your mentality is not! " He raised his hand at her. He had already parked the car at the side of the deserted road when she started answering back. 

" Yes. Hit me. Smash my face bhai!! Show bhabhi you can do that. " She cried but continued " You know what bhai I wanted to know this. Just this. You are not normal. And bhabhi " She turned to look at me. " Bhabhi one day he will hit you. He will cross the limit. I was just checking his temper. " 

I looked at her face. One day! Limit!? He had already done that. I caught him staring at me. I kept quiet. He raised his brow at me. 

" Nidhi! Shut up. What do you expect me to do then  , huh? " He asked clenching his teeth. 

" You know what Bhai I can't bear with you. You behave like papa. I am so tired. I am going to my hostel. That's it. Sorry bhabhi. But one day he will lock you in the house and hurt you. I think you should talk to your parents." She unlocked her door and went out. 

" Nidhi!! Come back here! " He shouted at her. But she ran and boarded a bus. Leaving me alone with him. 

What the hell? I gulped down fearing his next move. He hit the steering wheel and grabbed his hair. I didn't know what was I supposed to do. Should I run away like her? But where? I looked out at the next bus in the bus stop. 

" Don't you dare think about it!! I let her go because I wanted her to leave but you! " He gritted his teeth. 

" Listen I am really sorry. I will  never step out. I won't even go to my parent's house or to the wedding. Forgive me this time . For the first time. Please. " I begged, joining my hands . He removed his seat belt. And came to sit in the back seat. I backed away from him. He grabbed my braid and slapped twice. He put pressure on my pharynx. The breathing became difficult but he left my neck. 

" I am sorry. Please " I said trying to protect me with my shaking hands. 

" Sorry! Sorry! For what? But you didn't do anything wrong. Right? How dare you step out when I had asked you to be in the house. You unlocked the door with this hand, these fingers huh? " He asked me taking two of my fingers in his hand. And forced them at 180° in one go. I screamed. The pain was unbearable. 

He broke my fingers. They felt lifeless. But the anger in him didn't subside.. 

" I will break the others at home. " And left my hair which he had held since starting. I laid down on the seat crying and touching my fingers. He drove to the house and in next twenty minutes we were home. He carried me in and I didn't want him to break other fingers too.. 

After locking the front door, he walked dangerously toward me. I crawled away. 

" Sorry  . Please don't hurt me. Please. " He grabbed my hair again. " No. I love you Advay don't do that to our future. " He stopped. The pressure on my hair was removed. He let go of me. I sat on the floor with my fingers burning like fire. 

" What did you just say? Love? Future? " He wiped the sweat off from his face. Later his eyes looked calm. He carried me in his arms to the bedroom. He went to the bathroom and took a first aid kit. And two pens. He held my broken fingers in his hand. They were purple and blue now. I cried with the touch. It hurt like death. 

" Wait. You will be fine. " He wrapped my fingers with pens supporting them in a cloth. After disinfecting them. I cried with the pain loudly. I couldn't control it now. 

" Sshh. It's done. " And he gave a final knot to it and put the kit aside. Finally he watched my face and his eyes roamed at my dress again. The anger was visible. 

" You need to change it. Wait here. " He went to the closet and picked a saree. He helped me remove the dress. I didn't feel any shame with being naked in front of him. He just gave swift glances at my breasts but helped me with the saree. I had never seen this one. It was too simple. Not like my mother had wanted her newly wed daughter to wear.  He would snatch every colorful thing from my life. 


 

 

" Looking perfect again, my pumpkin. " He smiled. A pumpkin. I exhaled a sigh of relief with his normal temper. But I needed to leave. He crossed his limits. He broke my fingers. What if one day he snap my neck in anger? 

His mouth came closer to mine and he kissed me. His tongue sucking mine. His hands grabbed my breasts and he licked my neck leaving bite marks. 

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