"Look Sir I believe there's some sort of misunderstanding or...or perhaps by mistake somebody in the office had incorrectly wrote that in the first place. All I say is that, my name is Riddhima Dhami and not Riddhima Vikramaditya Raghuvanshi. Please correct it." Riddhima told the dean, clearly unhappy with the way he was dealing with the situation. He leaned back on his chair and drew in a breath, arms crossed over his chest. He seriously was fed up with this couple already. The only reason he still puts up with them is because her husband is the wealthiest man in the entire state. Besides, he has got no choice. Vikramaditya Raghuvanshi wasn't a very cordial gent honestly. On many occasions he was extremely hostile and cold to people. It wasn't that that he took pride in his practically inexhaustible wealth or power that he exercised over everybody out here, but it was more the result of his nature. His father was more of an easy going guy who always had a smile on his face. This guy was clearly opposite of his father. Although Vikramaditya was far more astute businessman than his father. His buisness acumen was really commendable.
"Sir please say something. I want my last name to be changed immediately." added Riddhima disappointedly. Ever since she came to know about this 'name problem' in the morning, she couldn't help but fume over everybody. Is this a joke??? Who the hell gave them power to change her name as they please!!! She is not Vikramaditya's wife, although she was too scared to say in front of him after what he did to her last night. Her wrist still pained. She had blocked his number, technically Mrs. Rautela did after she informed her about his deeds. However she was unsure how he will react to that, ofcourse he will lose his head, that was sure.
"Mrs. Raghuvanshi why don't you...."
"Dhami. Riddhima Dhami. I don't remember giving you a wrong name when I came here sir. Please understand, whatever he has told you is not true."
"Is it!!" came a voice from the door. Riddhima looked at the door and found him marching inside confidently. He was wearing a peach coloured three piece suit and although peach is not necessarily a colour for men yet it suited him anyway. My man looks good in everything!!!
"Mr. Raghuvanshi please come.." the dean fumbled on his chair as he stood up with a start. Vikramaditya ignored him and went and sat next to Riddhima. Riddhima had flashes of last night running in her head. Her fingers unknowingly began rubbing her wrist as she recalled how he roughly twisted her wrist yesternight.
"Get out." he ordered. Riddhima gasped. Was it for her?? She would've stood up and left, because she's dumb as hell, had she not seen dean walking out of his own office. Courtesy enough, he actually shut the door quite nicely so nobody could disturb them both. Now alone, Riddhima could feel her heartbeat rising in her chest. Suddenly he grabbed her wrist and she gasped loudly. Last night's fear was back again.
"Did you put some ice on it??" he asked as he studied the red bruise around her fragile wrist. She shook her head gently, too terrified to speak. He looked at her tiredly before reaching for the small fridge that is meant for dean's personal use, but people can keep their privacy on stake if it's for money. He lifted out the ice pack and gently kept it over the bruise.
"Ahhh!!!" she whimpered as the ice produced an inflammation around the bruise. Besides, the day was already cold. Was he wanting to give her a fever?? Go on dumb Riddhima, that's all you can think of.
"I'm sorry for last night." he said blankly. Riddhima looked at him in disdain.
"Your sorry didn't take away my pain." she told him. He looked at her darkly.
"The same way your rudeness to me doesn't help mitigating the pain I feel in my heart. The bruises on the skin are noticeable unfortunately the scars on the heart are seen by none." he said darkly. Riddhima didn't wanted to respond to him so she kept her eyes averted.
"You'd a problem with the dean!!" he asked, changing the topic since she clearly was hurt after what he did to her last night. Honestly he wasn't fully sorry for whatever he did to her yesternight. However disturbing it sounds but he was a controlling husband and he wasn't willing to let his control slip over his wife. He had no one apart from her in his life after all.
"Yes." she replied uninterested. He threw the ice pack back inside the fridge and gently began massaging her wrist. Much to her dislike, she was actually feeling good. But nobody tells him ok!!!
"Do you want me to shoot him??" he asked as if this was no big deal. She gasped loudly.
"Are you mad!!!!" she shouted at him. He smirked.
"After you?? Yes...." he said flirtatiously. Riddhima wasn't impressed at all. Vikramaditya didn't had that flirty boy charm. He was more of a robust man who probably only smiles when he sees a suitcase full of cash.
"That's not funny." she told him flatly. He chuckled.
"Ofcourse I know it's not funny, I can't crack jokes after all. My sense of humour is terrible." he said. Riddhima looked at him in surprise. People do not criticize themselves so openly as he does. Can somebody please slap Riddhima and tell her that he only behaves like this around her??
"Glad you accepted. I wonder if there's anything about you that's not terrible." she whispered looking at the aquarium.
"I have a couple of things good in me. For example my penis size, I am bigger than most men out there." he said shamelessly. Her eyes literally popped out of her sockets. Was he in his senses??
"Do you even understand that you are saying this in front of a girl??" she asked shocked. He smirked.
"I am telling this to my woman. Aren't you happy that your husband has a bigger dic....."
"Stop that already...." she yelled at him. He bit down his laughter.

Inside the Rautelas Residence, Riddhima and Mrs. Rautela were busy in the kitchen. Riddhima was rolling the chapattis while Mrs. Rautela was stirring the curry.
"Really!!! And when did he leave??" asked Mrs. Rautela.
"After an hour I guess. But the dean refused to change my name. He told me to bring a written application signed by him than only he'll change the name. I am sick of all this nonsense. Why can't he just leave me alone??" she complained. Mrs. Rautela stroked her back.
"We'll find a way don't worry. By the way...."
"Riddhima..... Riddhima......" yelled somebody outside the kitchen. Quickly Riddhima dropped the rolling pin and with Mrs. Rautela she ran outside to see what's the urgency. Inside the hall she discovered her mother and father sobbing.
"What the hell is wrong with you???" Mr. Rautela asked rudely. Riddhima's mother immediately ran to Riddhima.
"Riddhima my daughter, the.... the police has arrested your brother......they say they found cocaine in his possession.....they've thrown him inside the jail..... please help us Riddhima. Bring my son back..... I'll die without him...." her mother sobbed. Mr. and Mrs. Rautela were shocked. Their son was a brat but if in such a young age he is convicted then his entire life is finished.
"Wow!!! Now you realised that you have a daughter called Riddhima. Where was this love when you sold her off to a mentally retarded man who's currently scaring the shit out of my daughter!!! Get out Dhamis..." Mr. Rautela ordered fiercely. Riddhima stood quietly.
"Riddhima.... Riddhima beat me 100 times with your sandal I will say nothing.....I promise I won't......but please bring my son back..... He's innocent he told me.... he's being framed..... somebody is framing him..... Riddhima please help your unfortunate mother..." she begged with tears. Poonam was a bad mother to Riddhima, but for her son she'd do anything.
"Oh really so tell me who's framing your son." asked Mrs. Rautela crossing her arms. Poonam wiped off her tears with her pallu.
"Vikramaditya. He's behind all this. He warned us all that he won't spare us for not keeping up our promise..."
"What promise??" interjected Mr. Rautela. Poonam was hesitant but her son was more important.
"We....we promised that we'll hand over Riddhima to him.....we took additional money from him but....failed.... Riddhima please forgive me......I just want my son back..." and she broke down again. Mr. and Mrs. Rautela were fuming.
"Wow!!! You swines..... you have the audacity to aim fingers at him when you yourself cheated him. Get the hell out of here, Riddhima didi won't help you anyway. Besides what can she do in this??" the eldest boy said rudely. Poonam and her husband looked upon Riddhima with tears.
"If you'll request him he won't...."
"Absolutely not. My daughter won't make any settlement of any kind with a man who's a psycho and hell bent on having her as his wife. Get out before I kick you both out of my house." Mr. Rautela fumed. Poonam fell at Riddhima's feet which took her by surprise.
"Maa what are you doing....."
"Please Riddhima......at least come with us to the police station.... perhaps if they see that you are Vikramaditya's wife they might release your brother.... please Riddhima for God's sake......" she weeped at her feet. Riddhima felt pity on them. Can somebody ask Karma to not be so harsh?? But only if it's in the hands of a mortal.
"Ok.... I'll come with you to the police station..." Riddhima said. Rautelas weren't happy.
"Riddhima you don't have to..."
"Please uncle.... he's my brother..... please..." she whispered. Mr. Rautela went silent.

Dhamis reached the police station with Riddhima. Immediately they went to the cell where her brother was temporarily kept. Her brother sobbed as he saw her. Continuously he begged her to take him out of this smelly prison cell. His cell inmates laughed at him and even picked on him.
"I don't know from where those drugs came I swear Riddhima didi..." for the first time in his life he called her didi, but wasn't it a bit too late now?? Anyways, Riddhima ran to the inspector's cabin as she wanted to talk to him.
"Inspector...." she had hardly stepped in when she discovered her biggest nightmare sitting right in front of her. He sat confidently on a swivel chair as if he owned this police station.
"Jai Shree Ram..." he smirked. Riddhima had tears in her eyes. With her brother in prison, she had no other option but to plead to a person she hated for real.
"Inspector why have you...."
"Please have a seat Mrs. Raghuvanshi. Your brother is inside the cell because he was caught with a ziplock bag containing cocaine." the inspector told her politely. Riddhima cried.
"No. I know my brother. He's a big of a crank but he doesn't do drugs. Somebody is framing him." she told him anxiously. Vikramaditya watched her attentively, mesmerized with every single feature of her. Inspector chuckled.
"For that you need to speak with your husband. After all he's here to file an FIR against your brother for stalking outside his property and stealing 50,000 rupees from his factory. I'll leave you both alone." and with that he left. Riddhima turned to Vikramaditya who was watching her passionately.
"Why are you doing this!!! He hasn't done anything....you kept the cocaine in his bike right!!! And why are you pressing false charges on him??? What has he done to you??" she yelled at him, nose red. He smirked.
"You look very beautiful Riddhi. Yellow suits you...." he said, eyeing her possessively. Riddhima looked at him in disgust.
"Are you out of your mind...."
"Ofcourse I am. I lost my mind the day I saw you walking up those temple steps dressed up as my bride. Is that too hard to understand!!!" said he. He now was standing too close to her, towering over her with his impressive height.
"You're crazy. My mother sold me to your brother...."
"She sold you to me not him...." his voice was darker and his eyes embraced fire. Riddhima stood daunted at the sudden change in him.
"Please let's forget whatever happened in our past.....I beg you please let my brother go...." she whispered, terrified with his change in behaviour. He planted his hands on the table, caging her between him and the table. He leaned over so his lips were just an inch or two away from her.
"I love when you beg in front of me like this.... although I would've appreciated it more had you been on my bed and..."
"Please don't..." she said, disgusted already with him. Immediately he grabbed her shoulder and forced her to look up into his deep, dark eyes.
"You'll never say no to me. Understood." he yelled at her, eyes dark and menacing. Riddhima whimpered and nodded for she had no choice.
"Please let him go....." she begged with tears. Her innocence turned him on, so much that he showed no courtesies to ask for her consent and smacked his lips on her soft ones. After that he bit on those lips harshly. He wanted to bite and suck every single inch of her body. What an amazing sight it would be of her lying on his bed, naked, her milky white skin littered with love bites, bruises around her lips as he bites on them brutally, marks of his fingers all around her beautiful body showing that she belongs solely to him. Once he was done releasing his sexual frustration on her lips, he looked at her cunningly. She was crying helplessly. Vikramaditya never paid close attention to this detail of her before but she actually looked more beautiful when she cried. She looked so innocent and submissive when she cries. Just makes him want to immure her inside his bedroom. Won't it be a pleasant sight to see her sitting helplessly on his bed as he walks in after a hectic day at work, a chain wrapped around her beautiful ankle which he only unlockes with his own hand. She recoils at the sight of him and cries as he makes passionate love to her. That won't last forever, he just knew it. She will get used to it..... she will get used to his inner monster, his darker side, and even his kinky side. Helpless as she is, how much can she fight and resist. Eventually she will give in, either by choice or under coercion from him.
"Please let my brother go...." she pleaded again, unaware of the dark thoughts playing in his head. He pittied this beautiful, innocent little creature. Who would tell her that she's driven a monster to the edge of insanity?? And which man of a God would inform her of the consequences that she'll have to face in the wake of it??
"Riddhi....you want to free him right. His freedom won't come for free my heart." he looks her in the eye and continues.
"Come to my mansion and buy his freedom." he said cunningly. Poor Riddhima thought he was asking for money.
"I don't have enough money...."
"Do I look like I want your money??? Hm!!! My baby, you just come to my mansion and then I'll decide what I want in return of his freedom." he whispered, malice glinting in his eyes. He brought his hands up to move them around her bosom but he stopped in the midway, and clenched his fists while drawing in a breath. She sobbed in fear.
"Not today...." he whispered to himself, but that libido won't understand.
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