Her hips swaying with the music in the kitchen with her headphones on. This was her blissful escape in her torturous hell. She hummed to the music and let the food simmer for a while. She took a step back and washed her hands, she picked up a tissue to clean her nose since she was sick. She put her headphones down and turned to find a furious set of eyes look at her, She felt her breath get stuck at her lungs and sparks of fear rose in her spine, she froze at where she was standing at.

He took steps towards her and she was too Frozen to even move from her place, He took the headphones from her hands and then threw it on the ground. She fliched at the sound and closed her eyes as reflex action, she slowly opened her eyes to witness to huffing devil infront of her and the broken pieces of the once working headphones around her. Her heart tugged at the damage he caused, she was more scared of the damage he might cause her. His each step toward her scared her, this time she started taking steps backward.

Each step were on autopilot, with no conscious effort. Her brain screamed run but at the same time she was too numb and Frozen to even execute that. He caught her hand tight in his grip, she winced in pain due to the power he held on with. He intensified his clutch on her and she looked at him with terrified eyes, he dragged her and she struggled to keep up and getting away from him at the same time. The grip so tight that she was unable to free from his grip and that also made him tighten his grip.

Everything was making things worst, She tried her best to hold on from her tears bursting out of her eyes. He dragged her up the stairs and she stumbled here and there but he didn't even stop for a moment. He dragged her on then they reached their room. He swung her towards the floor and she fell onto the floor, her lack of balance made her fall on to the floor with no efforts to minimise the damage. Tears dripped down her eyes and her heart palpatated in fear, the anxiety drew on her because of the unknown to happen

He removed his belt and her brain went mush, she questioned his intentions in her thoughts. Is he planning on assaulting her, Her mind countered by telling it's his right but she knew her consent was essential too. She wondered if he'd go to such low lengths to exact his revenge by punishing her. He'd have no redemption if he dared to assualt her, that she knew and thought that with iron will. He took steps towards her and her mind was running crazy, she slowly crawled backwards away from him. He bend down to her level and held her hand wrecklessly.

"Your actions have consequences, I warned you properly to not disobey me but you still did, I let you go yesterday but that doesn't mean that I'm that forgiving everyday" said Parth and the belt hung loose from his hand. "Count" he said and Laila looked at him confused. Her eyes bulged and she screamed in pain when the belt hit her skin with strength, that's when she realised what he meant. "O-One" she cried out and tears flowed from her eyes like a river. She cried out in disbelief and in pain.

She felt the belt touch her skin and let it ablaze, her eyes which was filled with tears brimming looked at him for mercy and in disbelief at his actions. His eyes held fury and anger to destroy her, she knew that she'd get burned really bad in the fire he held in his eyes. "T-Two" she cried out to not anger him more. She felt two consecutive strikes hit her skin before she could comprehend one properly, her mind completely went mush in pain. Before she could compartmentalise the pain from one strike, the other came in disrupting her thoughts.

"T-Three-F-Four" she muttered out somehow and took a deep breathe trying to comfort herself. She wondered why is this happening to her, what mistake did she commit for her to be beat up like this. Her own parents never dared to put their hands on her but her monster of a husband did that. Something in her broke, She felt the pain she was never subjected to, the luxury she held and never felt like she did. Her beast of a husband was opening her mind more, of how lucky she was before she met him.

No one would think twice in saying that Laila is so lucky to get married to the Manvik's, but she only knew what held behind close doors. If anyone knew this, would they still call her lucky and if they did, at what cost. A pampered and protected girl was now at the other side of the belt tip while her husband held the buckle part, which made sure the end was aimed at her to hurt her.  Her thoughts were broken by an another strike, "Five" she howled out as an outlet while she felt her skin blazing in pain.

He continued striking her and her cries got louder, her skin got redder, her eyes got sensitive due to the never-ending tears. Her body felt torn into pieces and so did her clothes start to. "N-nine" she cried out due to the fact she had no other option, she cried out between sobs. She sobs turned to be a constant and Parth was enjoying every moment of her pain, he felt like she deserved everything she was receiving. She got numb in pain to an extent that her thoughts scattered towards why's he hurting her so much with no humanity.

She knew he was taking his revenge but what did she do, he's now just making scenerios so he can commit all the sins he wants and tell her that's the punishment for the action, he's waiting for her to falter and give himself a reason to commit whatever he puts his mind to. "F-Fifteen" she cried out in agony which felt no less than a melody to him. "N-Nineteen" she moaned out in pain, the bruises were starting to form and she was starting to look violet and red. Another strike hit her sensitive skin, "T-Twenty, please stop" she cried out.

"Why should i" asked Parth.....

Somebody tell the Chand sa Chehra guy that the pretty girl is getting mad and sad, Khair. Chand sa Chehra guy ko akal do, Anaa Tak aa rahe hein aur sabr mar rahe he, sukoon aur besakooni de rahe hain ek saath.

That's my rant, when the chaand sa chehra guy does what he is to do, chapter pakka update

It's exam season so short chapter and skipped updates