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

Murderer?

" What do you mean? " He stood right in front of her face with his anger hidden under calm expression. She was afraid. She never knew he could turn so cold and authoritative in an instant . He continued to stare down at her waiting for the answer. 

" Your cat. " She replied nervously. He narrowed his eyes at her. " I saw a cat running out of your yard when I was coming in. She crossed those fences. " She lied. She couldn't talk about his wife. She knew it was her. Because she had followed him the same day he was at the store. She saw both of them having a bath. The way he talked about kids.Moreover her grandma won't stop talking about him. He was a twenty six years old doctor. Given he joined medical college at 19 . And she was nineteen too. Just starting her second year at college. 

" Oh. " He said looking around. He opened his door and went in leaving it open " Won't you come in and have dinner with me? " His deep called her from inside. She was thrilled. He was not so loyal, she had thought of him. He was probably bored with a dull wife who for God knows ran away. 

Cooler than Kabir singh!!

 She would tell her friends.. A doctor's wife. Second wife. The first ran away.. She chuckled. And went in smoothly and formally. 

He was still standing by the door and once when she came in he locked it. She felt goosebumps on her body. Was it going to happen tonight? In the pond? 

She had seen him naked. And was dumb founded by his physique and manhood. She was behaving like a kid in love. He was too good to be true, by looks and other capabilities too. 

" Shall I unpack the food? " He nodded. And she began serving. He had now closed all the windows. She felt really shy. He sat opposite her. And stared at her blankly. She gave a nervous smile. Maybe he was excited like her. 

" You know I don't own a cat. Besides the fence has electricity all over it. No animal can cross it. " She stopped serving and looked at him. He was looking handsome but dangerous too. 

" Oh I thought so. She was right there, outside your yard. " She replied trying to remove the topic of his wife. A muscle moved in his jaw. She felt really weird vibes surrounding her. She was not interested anymore to proceed further in this new relationship. Not now. Maybe tomorrow in broad daylight. 

" No. You have my wife in your house and you thought it was the right time to get fucked by a married man. " His nostrils flared and he stood up from his chair. She too rose and stepped backwards. 

" Sorry. I never meant that. " She realised all the exit points were closed. No way to run. 

Then the reality struck her mind. Is this why his wife ran away from him? Was he abusive? 

" Really? Then you came here to tie me a Rakhi? " He laughed. She shook from dear. He was psychotic. And she had no idea how his wife dealt with him. And she wanted to do nothing with their life. She needed to be out from this house. 

" You can have her. Let me go. " She cried fearing for her life after he was holding a knife in his hand. 

" I will. Don't worry. I was going to. But you disturbed me. " And he grabbed a fistful of her hair. She screamed in pain. An irritating voice. 

" Sorry please. " He punched her right cheek. She began to cry for help loudly. 

" I love my wife. My wife, my life. " He threw her on the floor. She gasped for air when her nose hit the table and started bleeding. 

" Fucking retarded psycho. Wish your wife runs away. And you never have kids. Rot in hell. " She screamed angry at his actions. 

That was the last nail in the coffin. He threw the knife away after piercing it a little in her pharynx so she would never be able to have a clear speech and picked her up. She banged on his shoulders. Tried to eat him. But all in vain. He punched her a final time, hard enough to knock her down. He threw her in the woods after picking her up from his backseat and started the car. Making enough noise for the predators to know. 

" Have a nice dinner. " He laughed and pulled in front of the store. He knocked twice and the worried old lady opened the door. 

" Oh  Advay. I thought It was Reema. She hasn't been home. And it's already eight. " She sobbed a bit. He hated to see her crying. He had always loved the lady like his own grandma. 

" She will. Don't worry. " He assured her. But deep now he knew she would never make it alive or in a single piece. 

Mihika's POV : .

" She will . Don't worry. " It was him. She knew he would come looking for her in the nearest residence. But it was too fast. She clutched her saree more tightly. 

" Do you need something? " The old lady asked. She had been really worried about her granddaughter. Because she hadn't returned yet. 

" Yes my wife. " Her eyes went wide open. " I mean she's in here. The girl Reema found in the forest. Actually she has some memory issues and gets into panic attacks often after her sister was raped brutally. " He highlighted the raped part more. How could he say do? Did he mean it? Was it a threat? My little sister! No! 

But he would never do that. And she would have been gone to Germany by now. 

" Oh. She didn't tell us. Come here. She is inside the left room. " The woman sounded surprised. 

The voice I was fearing the most, called me. And opened the door. He was expressionless the moment I made an eye contact. He was definitely going to kill me. 

" Let's go. " He tried to hold my hand. But I backed off. 

" No. Go away. Or else i will tell them everything. " I gave him a threat, which didn't affect him a bit. 

" Do you want the lady dead too? Like her granddaughter? " I covered my mouth with my hands. He killed the girl. How? Why? Because of me? 

" You know I can do that. Don't test my patience. There will be lit of blood in here otherwise. " He grabbed my hand so tightly that the blood flow stopped at the region. 

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