Hlo darlings

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The most vulnerable side of a person brings out the storms hidden inside him. The same was happening with him. His vulnerability seeing his sister crying turned into a storm that was going to destroy whatever was there in his way.

As soon as he entered the farmhouse after beating the security guards mercilessly, he felt disgusted as the smell of alcohol was all over the place. The empty bottles of alcohol lay scattered over the floor. He stepped over those bottles breaking them into pieces and searched the whole place but found no one.

Then, his feet moved towards the room in the furthest corner of the second floor. The closer he went the faster his heart started beating. He opened the door and looking at the person in that room his heart felt peaceful for a moment, the calmness he had never experienced.

He stared at the girl sleeping on the bed. That innocent face captivated him as if she was a spell. But then, the spell broke when the image of his sister’s crying face flashed infront of his eyes. His childhood, his dysfunctional family made him believe that people wear masks of innocence but in reality they are demons, just the way this girl looked as innocent and pure as a dew drop but in reality she was a home wrecker, a mistress.

In a swift motion he caught her wrist and pulled her towards himself harshly causing her to wake up. She felt dizzy and tried to see who was there but her blur vision didn’t help her at all.

“who.. who are you ?” She managed to speak and the next second water was poured on her head.

Now she could see clearly but couldn’t recognise where she was and who this man was. All she remembered at the moment was that someone had hit her on her head and she had become unconscious.

The rage in this man’s eyes scared her timid heart and she feared more as all the possibilities of happenings that could occur with her flashed in her mind.

“Who.. are you ?” She repeated the same question and he pulled her towards him so harshly that she felt her wrist would break.

“Were you expecting someone else ? How does it matter who I am, when all that girls like you care about is money and pleasure ?” Shivaay spoke with utter disgust and she looked confused.

“Girls like you can do anything for money, right ? Be it being someone’s bed warmer for that ?” Shivaay spoke, only to recieve a tight slap across his face. The slap did nothing but elevated his anger.

“Who are you ? And why are you saying such things about me ? Why did you bring me here ?” Anika shouted with all her might. It took her everything in her so that she could speak without any fear.

“Oh ! You’re a good actress as well. But this facade of innocence isn’t going to work infront of me.” Shivaay said, twisting her one hand behind her back. The tears replaced the mask of bravery and she whimpered in pain.

“You’re mistaken, please listen to me once. I’m not what you think. I’m..” Anika tried to clear his misunderstanding about her but all in vain.

“I don’t want to hear your excuses. I’m not a fool who would believe whatever you say. It is Tej Singh Oberoi and men like him who may hear your nonsense, not me.” Shivaay fisted her hair and continued, “Girls like you love to create havoc in someone’s house to satisfy your greed, right ? Now I’ll destroy your life the same way, I’ll make your life hell. You’ll regret your deeds.” Shivaay threatened her and pushed her away with full force, making her head collide with the wall.

She was physically and mentally exhausted which caused her to faint. Blood oozed out of her forhead but Shivaay didn’t care at all. He called Rohit who was standing outside the room but pretended as if he came upstairs just now.

“I want all the details about this girl, in an hour.” Shivaay ordered and Rohit left from there giving him a nod. Shivaay picked her up in his arms and left from there.

After exactly an hour, Rohit came to Shivaay’s personal farmhouse with all the information. With a single gesture of Shivaay he started speaking.

“Her name is Anika. She has no family and works in a bar as a waitress. But that is just a facade. You informed the police about all the brothels in Mumbai so that you can stop Tej Sir from doing all this but.. Actually it is Anika who sends different girls here every night. Yesterday when she couldn’t arrange a girl, she herself came here for extra money.” Rohit spoke and the already angry Shivaay became like an active volcano ready to erupt. He looked at her unconscious figure and he couldn’t see her sleeping peacefully. He instructed Rohit to bring a few things which left him confused but he had to obey his order.

“Leave.” Shivaay said to Rohit in his more than calm voice which was actually the calm before the storm. Rohit tried to stay but one glare from Shivaay and he had to leave.

Anika was startled when a bucket of ice cold water fell on her, freezing her already tired muscles. Her head felt heavy and the injury was aching but the pain that the recent happenings had caused was worst. She had no idea what happened, how and why ? All she could guess was that this man infront of her was burning in the fire of revenge.

He was misunderstanding her to be someone else, to be precise, a mistress which she was not. Though, she knew he was wrong but her heart ached at the mere thought of being addressed as someone’s mistress. It hurt her that her character that she was so proud of, was getting stained for no reason and she couldn’t do anything to save it.

“What do you think, that you’ll ruin my mother’s life and I’ll let that happen ? No. I tried every possible way to keep Tej Singh Oberoi away from these disgusting things so that my mother stays happy, but no. You ruined everything. And you’ll pay, for every single deed of yours. Get ready to enter the hell, Ms. Mistress.” Shivaay spoke while holding her mouth with his hand. No matter how much his conscience shouted at him to stop but for him she was a culprit and he just wanted to punish her in such a way that she regrets her birth.

He dragged her into the hall and she followed him, looking at nothing in particular. The word ‘Ms. Mistress’ had sucked out the remaining strength of hers to fight. The broken pieces of the vase he had broken a few minutes ago, now adorned her soles and caused them to bleed.

He threw her on the floor and picked up the pillows from the couch. She looked at him to try to infer his actions but nothing made sense to her. He burned those pillows and pulled her towards himself.

“What.. what are you doing ? Leave me !” Anika wiggled to come out of his hold but he was stronger. A slap landed on her cheek but that couldn’t stop her from struggling. He walked around the fire with a wiggling Anika in his arms.

“With the first round around this fire I promise to you, to burn you in the fire of pain.”

“I promise, I’ll make you regret every single breathe of yours.”

“I promise not to give you the right of a wife. Despite being married you’ll be a mistress.”

“I’ll snatch every single thing from you that gives you happiness.”

“I promise to make you cry thousand times of how much my mother and my sister cried.”

“You’ll beg for death but I promise, I’ll make sure it stays away from you.”

“I promise, to make you witness hell everyday, to make your life a nightmare full of tears and pain.”

Shivaay threw the nuptial chain at her instead of making her wear it by his own hands. He emptied the vermillion box on his palm and smeared on her forhead clumsily. The last tear drop fell from her eye as a sign of her broken hopes.

The marvellous, white mansion looked like a cage that was built to imprison her. She was tired of explaining her point of view and asking about her fault. She decided to stay quiet when he didn’t utter a word.

“Thank God you’re fine, Shivaay. We were so worried for you. Where...” Janvi spoke as soon as she spotted him entering the mansion but stopped in middle when she saw an unknown girl with him. Priyanka, Om and Rudra looked equally confused and the girl’s messed up state didn’t help clear their confusion at all.

Shivaay marched towards the grand staircase, avoiding their questions about the girl whom he was dragging along.

“Shivaay Singh Oberoi !” A loud voice hit their eardrums and Priyanka hugged Om out of fear and more than that, out of disgust. Shivaay smirked a and kept walking towards his room.

Shivaay threw Anika on the floor and locked the room from outside. Ignoring all her screams, he went downstairs.

“How dare you ? How dare you bring her here ?” Tej screamed like a wolf, making Shivaay chuckle sarcastically.

“It’s not a big deal, Mr. Oberoi. I so wanted to see you like this, helpless. Though it was tiring but it was worth it.” Shivaay said proudly which hurted Tej’s cowardly ego. Then, his eyes landed on his wife who was confused, his daughter who was scared and his two sons who were busy in consoling the two ladies.

“Janvi ! Janvi ! Janvi ! How could you let your dear son do such a thing ? Do you even know, that the girl he just married has been used by me already ?” Tej spoke making Shivaay angry, exactly the way he wanted. He knew that it will hurt Janvi and that would hurt Shivaay.

“Tch Tch ! I had never thought that Shivaay Singh Oberoi would marry ‘His Father’s Mistress’.” Tej smirked as he was successful in defeating Shivaay by giving pain to his namesake family. He left from there because deep down his heart he knew that Shivaay won’t spare him for this if he stayed there a minute more.

“What.. what did he say, Shivaay ? Is that true ?” Janvi asked Shivaay with a little hope that may be, Shivaay hadn’t destroyed his own life in order to protect them. But she was wrong. Shivaay’s expressionless face and his silence said it all.

“I.. I won’t let this happen. No.” Janvi said and ran towards Shivaay’s room. She looked at the girl (Anika) who was curled up like a ball on the floor and crying. For Janvi, her tears were nothing but a facade to gain sympathy.

Janvi dragged her towards the hall and marched towards the door. She just didn’t want this girl in her house as well as her son’s life.

“Mom, stop it. She will live here.” Shivaay spoke and freed Anika’s wrist from Janvi’s hold.

“Have you gone mad ? Why did you marry a girl like her ? Why did you marry your own father’s mistress, Shivaay ?” Janvi asked angrily and Shivaay became even more angry. Though, he knew that his mother was right but he couldn’t digest when Janvi was saying all of this. He shrugged his thoughts and turned towards Janvi.

“Mom, do you trust me ?” Shivaay asked Janvi and she nodded, “Then how can you think that I married her without any reason ?” Shivaay asked Janvi and then looked at Anika.

“She has to repay for whatever she has done, for my Prinku’s tears and her pain. She has to understand how it feels being someone’s wife yet being nothing to him.” Shivaay spoke and smirked as he saw Anika crying. Shivaay recieved a call and he left to attend it.

“Keep one thing in your mind, I trust my son but that doesn’t mean I trust you at all. I won’t let you live here even if it’s for punishing you for your deeds.” Janvi warned Anika and left from there.

“I can’t believe someone could be so cheap.” Said Priyanka and went towards her room whereas Om and Rudra didn’t say anything.

Anika was crying silently and she was questioning herself what wrong did she do to these people that she was being accused ? She had seen people trying to take advantage of her miseries but never ever in her life she had seen such hatred in anyone’s eyes for herself. Though, the two boys who were, may be her so called husband, Shivaay’s brothers didn’t say anything to her but the hatred and disgust was clearly visible in their eyes. They were accusing her of committing a crime she never did nor she could.

“Crying already ? It’s just the beginning. You have to go a long way to pay for your sins. By the way, whatever Mom and Priyanka said might not be new to you, right ? You might be habitual to all of this, Ms. Mistress ?” Shivaay said as if he was not questioning her but passing a verdict and took her to his room once again.

Shivaay slept without saying anything and she had nothing to do except for laying on the cold floor and stare the walls of this cage.

“I wish, the light of the moon could brighten my dark life too.” She kept thinking the same while staring at the sign of her namesake marriage, her nuptial chain that he threw at her along with the tag of ‘Ms. Mistress’. All her hopes denied to stay with her, her sleep would’ve done the same had she not been physically exhausted.

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