Hotel Marriot

Room No. 448

Shyam and his fellows beings were high on their drinks. They kept having shot after shot. Though they weren't in their senses but still could decipher the surroundings.

Especially their motive.

"Make us another set of drinks" Shyam ordered.

Khushi reluctantly went and made 3 shots. Mixing equal amount of alcohol and water, she was keeping the glasses in the tray when she felt a pair of hands wrap around her. She stiffened and her breath stucked.

She tried to free herself from the unknown intruder who had  crossed the line of respect and comfort. He started kissing her on the nape and fingers lingering on her waist.

Struggling hard, she freed herself and turned to see Sameer. Her eyes widened and she stepped back several steps. Quickly wrapping her hands around herself, she said

"What... What are you doing?"

"The same for what I am here..." He smirked

Khushi's eyes teared and widened more on its accord. She must have known that her husband have such dirty plans for the night.

She stepped back again only to collide with the mini stool kept at the bar. Stabilizing herself, she saw that all 3 have gathered around her. They had drinks in their hand, smirks on their face and lust in their eyes.

Khushi shuddered with disgust and fear. She kept stepping back. Alcohol hit her nostrils, making her realize her doom. She looked sideways to see any exist door or any escape window, but could find none.

Shyam, Sameer and Raj stepped more closer encircling her around themselves. They cheered and gulped their drinks in a go. Throwing away the glasses, they neared her.

Khushi kept backing away till her back hit the glass wall covered by curtains.

"Please leave me... Please." She folded her hands infront of them.

No!! This can't be her end. She will not let these monsters ruin her dignity. Period.

"Didn't I tell you about a surprise!!" Shyam smirked and that's when she recalled the words he said last week.

"Do you wanna know why ain't I using you. Why am I not ravishing you now itself."

"Because I have a surprise store for you in the party."

"We are those surprises who will unveil you and enjoy you to fullest." Sameer hi-fied with Raj.

"Please, Don't do this. What have I ever done to you." Khushi begged.

"Hahahaha.... You are our girl for the night. And vese bhi I am getting a good amount by sharing you. So why not!!" Shyam shrugged and picked a bottle of champagne.

"I think we should proceed rather than wasting our time." Raj said removing his shirt.

Khushi's eyes widened and she shivered. She cried and kept begging.

He is selling me to his friends. How disgusting and cheap this man could be!!

Khushi looked around for any help but was caught by Raj, who pressed himself on her. Clutching her arms in his tight grip, he tore the fabric of her left arm.

"Aaahhh...." She shrieked and cried. She pushed him hard but he was much bulky for her.

"Oh lord!! Shut up." Raj shouted being irritated.

"Carry her to bed Raj, Let's enjoy together." Shyam said

"Please... Please... Leave me... Let me go. Please... Shyam ji help me... I am your wife."

Raj kept licking, biting and scratching her nape, jaw, cheeks and what ever that came in between. While Khushi kept trying to push him away.

Sameer came forward after removing his shirt and held her by waist after pushing Raj away slightly. He started working on her waist and upwards. Catching her breasts, he squeezed them.

"NOOOO...." Khushi yelled helplessly.

Now it was the turn of AR designs to showcase their collections. Aman stood up and went to the rooms allotted to them followed by Arnav.

Arnav was feeling uneasy since long. He had tried everything to stop his racing heartbeats but nothing worked. Moving inside the room, he saw Aman instructing some models and make-up artist.

"Aman..." He called

"Coming.." He gestured him

"Yes?" Aman asked once he reached him.

"All set?... What's the status? Where is the show stopper?" He asked looking around.

"Yupp. All set and show stopper, Naina is in the changing room."

"Ok" Arnav said

"You ok?" Aman asked Arnav seeing his restless posture.

"Ya... Just nervous"

"Hmm... Me too" He said looking around and rubbed his hands

"Let's go" Aman patted his shoulder leading him outside.

They together left and settled back on their seats

"All ok?" Ratna asked

"Yupp" Aman said popping the p.

"Give a big round of applause for JRD GROUP. They had fabulous collection for bridal wear. Now moving on we have AR designs. I request Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada to start with the display." The host announced.

Arnav along with Aman stood and gestured their head designer to start the display of their first category, Indo-Western.

Karan, the head designer gestured the first model to go on the ramp.

One by one the models kept displaying the gowns.

Khushi yelled louder when Raj lifted her gown from down and started roaming his hands on her legs. She tried pushing him with her legs but he had a firm grip on them. Above Raj and Shyam held her hostage by their ministrations. She mentally kept praying for help.

"Devi mayia. Please help." Thats when she remembered something she read somewhere.

"God helps those who helps themselves."

I need to help myself. This is limit.

With all her will power and strength she kicked Raj, and slapped Shyam. With the sudden action of her's, Sameer stumbled back. Raj had fallen back on his butts. And Shyam held his left cheek which even left the imprint of her fingers.

"Youuu…." Shyam yelled and marched forward to grab her.

"SHUT UP" Khushi yelled.

All three of them looked dumbfounded at her.

"I was your wife. And you are sharing me here with them. Shame on you Mr. Jha. Although you never deserved my respect but still I respected you because you were my husband. I had hope that you will change your ways with me someday but no, i was wrong. Wrong in judging a monster like you. How could you just do this to me." Khushi said in rage.

All three of them looked at each other and bursted out laughing, evilly, making khushi step back in fear. She wrapped her arms around herself.

"You think of me as those husband who respect their wives. Then I am sorry to break your bubble dear but I am not your husband but…. Your owner." Shyam said smirking, moving forward and lingered her finger on her face, neck and then moving to her breast.

"Shocked, are we?" He laughed

"Your family had sold you to me in... 10 lakhs. Did you hear… 10 LAKH."

"No.. no… this isn't true. You are lying." She shooed away his hand.

"Keep thinking what you want. As if I care." He shrugged.

"Well the news is… you are to be our fun for the night. So be a good girl and obey. STRIP."

Khushi had tears flowing down her cheeks. She hadn't imagined that her so called family will get so cheap to sell her.

She shrugged the hands that kept moving on her body. Getting an unexpected strength and power, she ran towards the door but to her bad luck, was caught when she was struggling with the lock. Shyam slapped her hard and she fell straight on the floor hitting her forehead. An immediate bruise was formed with the hit.

"Bad move.." Raj said.

Khushi backed away from them hitting the stand that held coats, making it fall. She looked here and there for any weapon that could work as her defence but could find none. She found the three bulky mens hovering over her fragile frame.

They bumped their fists together with a winning smirk fixed on their face. Coming ahead, Sameer held her hair in his fist making her stand. Khushi yelped in pain, clutching his hand in hers. She stumbled on her steps but nonetheless stood straight with his grip still on her hair.

"Now, now, now… What do we do this ethereal beauty?" Raj came forward and actioned as if thinking deeply!!

"Why don't we first let her strip? You know I had made her strip and she does it very well. Rather very sexily" Shyam winked at others.

Khushi closed her eyes in shame as her husband was undressing her with his words.

"Let's get her to do that!"

"STRIP" the three of them commanded simultaneously.

"Come on. We don't have all day." Sameer left her hair and moved back. Khushi shifted back and away from them if possible.

She looked around and found the coat hanger lying lifeless on the floor. An immediate idea striked her. She quickly bend down and took the stand for her self defence.

She held it in her trembling hands and waved it infront of them. Though all of them stood shocked yet again, but composing themselves the laughed out louder.

"Tch tch tch!!! Bad move all over again. I think Mr Jha we were going lenient on her till now but she wants us to go hard. Why don't we fulfill her unsaid words. What say?" Sameer said looking straight in her eyes making her shiver badly with the intensity of anger she saw in them.

"You are free to do what pleases you!!" Shyam agreed.

Raj came forward from other side by hiding from her view but Khushi stood alert. She couldn't afford another mistake. When Raj was going to hold her wrist, she waved the hanger in such a swift way that it hit his forhead making him fall.

Raj groaned in pain and pressed the bruised area. Touching it he again shrieked in pain. Seeing her audacity, Sameer saw red. His eyes turned darker shades of red and fisting his hands he moved ahead and grabbed her coat hanger from her hands.

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