Radhika's POV

I walked out lifelessly dragging my feet. My tears were uncontrollable and unstoppable. He killed her because of me! She didn't commit that big of a mistake to lose her life but he took her life for me. I feel responsible for her death now and I don't know how will I get rid of this guilt inside me.

Radhika, you did nothing wrong! You tried to intervene and save her but she wouldn't shut her mouth which fueled his fury more. You did nothing wrong! He killed her!

I don't think so Arjun has a conscious to feel guilty because he must have taken so many lives before her. Is this how life is going to be?! The hands that are covered with blood, they are going to touch me every night!

I didn't had tears left to shed anymore. My tears had dried but my heart was crying bitterly only difference was that it couldn't be heard. I could hear Sam calling out my name from behind but I didn't turn. I just need some air to calm myself down. I will return back once I have composed myself.

For once I thought we could stay together happily but no my hopes are all broken to pieces now just like my heart. He would never change for anything in this world. He'll always remain remain the same and I cannot stay with him. But I feel a tight squeeze in my chest at the thought of leaving him.

I was always attracted to Arjun like magnet from the very first time we met. That moment when I fell in his arms at the airport I swear my heart was in my throat. Maybe it was my traitorous inexperienced body that was drawn towards him but now that man owns my heart which by all means I wanted to lose to someone who had a heart himself. But no Arjun has no heart he only knows to kill. I can't live watching him taking lives every now and then. Still I can't help myself from feeling drawn towards him. Whether it is his dark mesmerising eyes or his chiselled face with defined cheekbones or that lean muscular physique, I can't deny the fact that I feel hot and flushed when he is near me. I hate it that he is so good-looking and more than that I hate that I am so attracted towards him.

As I dragged myself away from the worst of my nightmare, I felt life was sucked out of my body bit by bit. I wanted to cry, sob, wail and just cry my heart out but unfortunately there were no tears left. I was an inch away from the hope of my happily ever after and somebody just shook me up roughly and told me I am hoping for rain in a desert. How could I be so stupid?! How could I trust the man who gets off from the pain he inflicts on me?! How could I be so blind to see the real picture of life after witnessing so many things?! Today I believed him with all my heart but he crushed my every hope. Hope of him ever changing for me, for us. The bottom line is Arjun will never change. He will always be the heartless prick I would never wish to live with. But who am I kidding?! I don't have a choice. He will never let go off me. I can't get rid of him till my grave.

I was lost in stream of my thoughts and I didn't notice a stone which I stumbled upon and a sharp pain shot in my toe fingers. I descended down to the ground but to my utter surprise, I didn't fall. Instead I fell into a man's arms who was technically my savior who stopped me from falling. I tilted my neck upwards to look at him. My mouth opened wide, pupils dilated, jaw dropped in unnerving shock or should I say sweet surprise. There stood the only good, moralistic, upright man I had known who always walked on the path of truth no matter what life threw in his way.

He caressed my face and said in a low tone,"Radhika."

''Neil.'' was all I could say, rather whisper.

''You here...why?! What are you doing here?!'' he asked me questions I didn't wanted to answer.

I kept quiet. I had no words left.

''doesn't matters. Let's go this place is crowded with all criminals. I will get you out of here. '' he spoke in anxious tone and I could make out from his haggard breathing and sweaty palms that he was more worried about my safety than his. He was a fearless, sharp, ingenious man gifted with world class IQ just like Arjun only difference was he had a heart that ceased to exist in Arjun's ribcage.

He held my wrist gently and dragged me to the gateway. I panicked seeing the familiar icy cold, frosty, hostile pairs of eyes of men I knew, gawking at us like predators with their riffles hanged on their shoulders. They wouldn't even wince if you beat the shit out of them. They only listen to commands of their masters as if they don't have mind of their own. They can shoot themselves too if that's what their master wants. And I knew their master and that was none other than Arjun.

Fear coursed through my blood, my heart was pounding through my chest and I was shaking in fear. I left Neil's hand and I said, ''Go away.''

He shook his head in denial, ''No I am not leaving you here. We will hide somewhere till I get some help.''

Is he out of his mind?! No cop, no FBI or CBI agent or any other person abiding to the law will ever stay for longer here. But of course Neil is an exception. I am safe because I am only Arjun's to hurt but he is not safe. These men won't touch a hair on my head if they do then their hands will be sliced off. I have to save Neil.

I turned to him and pleaded," Neil go please I'll contact you."

"How?!"

"I'll find a way. Now please go leave before they shoot you."

He held my face and kisses my forehead. It was a very tender kiss. One which I haven't experienced for ages. The ones I know are all given in aftermath of ferocious lovemaking.

"I'll get you out of here soon."

I nodded as I left his hand and it slipped out of my hold making me feel lost the way I felt away from my family. Neil is like a brother to me. Years ago he was an undercover agent who had come to sneak out mafia secrets in our house. He had even saved me numerous times and that's how we became good friends. We lost touch when my dad found about his hidden entity but by that time he had escaped.

I scrambled towards the troops and my face lost its colour when I saw Arjun standing ahead of his commandos.

Before I could even pull an excuse, he gripped my hand and forced me inside a car. To my utter dismay, we reached home sooner than I expected.
My face paled as I was being dragged inside the outhouse harshly and my pleas as usual had zero effect on him.

He growled in rage"Who was he?! Tell me who the fuck was he?!"

I managed to answer,"I...don't...know."

He furiously said in his fit of fury,"Oh cut the crap, will you?! Don't play fucking innocent. You know fucking well who the fuck I am talking about."

I stayed quiet taking in his crude words.

As if this was not enough he shot another accusation which broke my heart, "I saw him kissing your forehead but I failed to see his face. Tell me what relation do you have with him?!"

I still tried to defend myself despite the fact that I want to curl up in a ball and cry, "It's not what you are thinking."

He wounded my heart with another accusation, "Tell me something. Were you both in a relationship before our marriage?!"

"No."

He held my neck in a tight grip for a minute I thought he is choking me to death,"Did he kiss you before me?! Did he see you without a thread on your body?!"

Why didn't I die before hearing all this?! I don't care about what Arjun says or thinks it's just my untained character that is being questioned and that is what shatters my spirit.

I regained myself and replied angrily, "You know I was a virgin on our first night. How can you even ask such disgusting questions?!"

How can he accuse me of such a thing? I was a virgin on that day of our marriage when he forcefully took away my most precious virginity. He knows it in his heart that he was my first then why all this?

He crudely replied,"You are right. I am the only man who knows what it feels to be deeply buried inside you but there is a lot of stuff before fucking. Did you guys make out?!"

I didn't even experience my first kiss before he stole it away. As if my silence was tormenting him, he tightened his hold on me until it felt like stiffling.

"Arjun stop you are hurting me."

He roared," You have hurt me by letting him touch you. How many fucking times do I have to remind you that you are mine?!"

I protested,"I am not yours. You forced me....."

He snarled, "I am your husband for fuck' s sake. I have every right to do any fucking thing to you as I please. Oh how could I forget! You have a traitor's blood running in your veins. I made you wear a crown of my queen despite you being a daughter of the man, I hate with every cell in my body. You know if I wanted I could have made you my mistress. I could have even passed you to my men to enjoy after I did. I could have ruined you beyond repair. I could have made you a slut."

Yes you could have done it. What difference does it make, Arjun?! I am a wife yet I am a slut who warms your bed at night. I don't understand does a marriage gives all rights to a husband to rape his wife?! Does a woman's consent has no value?! Society we live in will see a rape victim with loathsome eyes but if she is a wife and she is raped by her own husband then they will say it's okay! He is your husband and he has rights. Arjun just didn't raped my body, he raped my soul. I have started to accept my cruel fate and this makes me hate myself more than I hate him.

"What else do you think I am?! Difference is I don't warm other men's bed just yours. You want to glorify yourself by telling me how different you are from a rapist. You married me without my consent. Every night here in this house, you force yourself on me without my consent. I didn't wanted a life like this. I wanted someone who loved me, cared for me and didn't treat me like his slave. I wanted a good man not you...."

He bellowed, "Shut it, will you?! First of all you are not a slut. You are many things but not a slut. About us having sex then you promised yourself, body and soul to me. You wanted a good man right?! Is that why you were cozing up to that fucker?!"

Cozing up?! Though I don't love you still I would not defy the rules of a holy testimony like marriage. 

He snickered, "You know I have been too much gentle with you. I didn't wanted to hurt you but you are making me do this."

He strips off his jacket and looses top two buttons of his shirt. I look away because though he is in his fit of fury still he is looking droolworthy. I don't want to check him out. First I wasn't scared because I thought he was going to take me to bed and....Arg! But for what he is unbuckling his belt?! Oh god! He is going to hit me!

"Please no Arjun....Don't hit me."

"You tell me the name of that fucker and I promise, I'll let go."

I will not reveal Neil's name even if you burn me alive.

I asked,"Why do you want his name?!"

He mocked me, "Work it out yourself, you stupid girl!"

Realization dawned me as I read between the his lines.

I panicked, "Oh my god! You want to kill him?!"

"You think I'll let him live after what I saw."

"Enough talking now."

He raised the belt high in the air and I waited with bated breath to feel the blow but it never got within an inch of me. I was crying bloody tears but that didn't stop him. He was enjoying it more. Blow after blow and I lost count my sanity with one after another. He didn't touch that belt with my face even for once. My body ached as if I was put on burning coals. To my relief, his last one at last came and ended that brutal beating. I collapsed on the ground. I had no strength to even move a muscle. I waited if he had more to left. I looked up at him with my frightful eyes and I breathed a sign of relief when he dropped the belt on the ground.

He carried me to the bedroom upstairs and threw me on the bed.

He barked," Lie down on your stomach."

I obliged with great difficulty. My heartbeat spiked and dropped as he neared. I could feel him behind me. He pushed me down on the bed and unzipped my dress. My bareback was at display....Arg no matter how many times we do it I am never going to be okay with being barelyclothed.

A sharp pain shot through my body. One which was unbearable. He was doing something with my back. What?! I didn't know. When I tried to rise up he pushed me down again. My gaze stopped at the mirror opposite to the bed. He was sitting astride me and using some machine on me. Oh God! What the hell was he doing?! I screamed in pain. I screamed at the top of my voice but nothing fell on the deaf ears. The roof of my mouth hurts now. My loud hysterical cries turned into quiet sobs as I pushed my face inside the pillow. After some time he pulled up my limp body and made me stand in front of the mirror.

He smiled crudely," Want to know what I did with you?!"

I looked at myself in the mirror and my eyes widened in shock. He had tattoed something on my back. Not something it was his freaking name. My back was blemished by his name, dark and scornworthy. It wasn't too big in size but noticeable at a close glance. I felt soiled!

He let out a dark chuckle,"Now you'll never forget who you belong to."

"Now stand holding the mirror. I am taking you from behind."

He wants to claim my ass?! Can this night get any more worse?!

He made me naked. I stared at myself in the mirror. He fondled my breast as he pinned me to the mirror. He kissed me hard with fervor unmatchable. His hands were squeezing the life out of my breast. I could hear shuffling off his pants. He was undoing his fly. I closed my eyes to prepare myself for one more brutal fuck. I felt his cock probing my ass. First he tried to push gently but my hole was too small for his big cock. At last he did what he always does. He brute-force his way inside me.

I screamed so loud that the roof of my mouth ached. My painfilled screams were echoing inside the room. I was screaming like a maniac but he didn't stop. This was unlike anything I ever felt, this is even worse than my first night with him. He just impaled me with his hard, hot penis, just stuck it all the way down, and then just continued fucking me with as much force as he could muster without paying any attention to my tightness or dryness. My tears were streaming down her face rapidly and her wailing and crying did not end, but to him it must have sounded like a melody.

Stop it! Stop it right now!" I screamed, my voice coming out hoarse from all the crying.

Oh, please...please stop..." I cried, as I felt his flesh slapping against my achy ass cheeks every time he penetrated me. The pain was gigantic, unbearable. Sweat bedded me flushed skin. I knew I was being truly tortured now!

Then I felt it! His cum filling me and making me wallow in the pit of hatred for him and myself. I could feel him spurting his seeds inside me. I was a sticky mess. After few minutes he was still inside of me, and I could feel his hot cum dripping down my thigh, mixed with my juices.

I winced when he pulled out. I felt the room spinning around me as I crashed into his chest. He was caressing my bruised back when I whispered out in pain. I relaxed hoping the storm that uprooted me had calmed down but.....He held me by my neck and pressed my jaw,"You must accept the fact that your body belongs to me. Say it you belong to me."

I had absolutely no strength to defy him more. I was too numb by what I went through.

"My body belongs to you."

"Who am I to you?!"

"My husband."

"Are you supposed to think about another man let alone get cosy with him?!"

"No."

"Will you do it again?!"

"No."

"Good. I am letting you off the hook but don't you forget what happened today. You will behave from next time, sweetheart. Won't you?!"

"No."

"Will you do it again?!"

"No."

"Good. I am letting you off the hook but don't you forget what happened today. You will behave from next time, sweetheart. Won't you?!"

I nodded between my tears. I can't take anymore pain. I feel I will die if he tortures me more.

He swept me off my feet. I felt sleep overcoming my senses but his firm tone of chatise woke me up. He said I need to clean up before I sleep. I am so unclean right now that no matter with which soap or body wash you wash me, I never going be clean as before. I was pure first now I am tainted!

Soon I was placed in a Jacuzzi which was soon filled with water. I rubbed gently on my wounds to ease my pain but it multiplied as soon as I touched it. I was reliving everything that happened today. I wept hugging my knees to my chest.

Soon I was pulled out of the Jacuzzi and towel dried. He carried me to the bed and tucked me in. He joined me in the bed but soon he took to his heel to do something that he might have remembered. I was a bit taken aback when he came back with an ointment in his hand. Does he cares?! No he doesn't! He loves my body not me! He loves to assault my body for his pleasure. He is just healing me so once I am fit, he can savagely hurt me again.

He fliped me over and kissed my bare back. I guess the place where his name was inscribed," See my name looks so good on you, Radhika."

I felt like puking hearing his words. I closed my eyes too tired to even think anything. I am exhausted beyond limits. I felt him draping his arm around me. Soon I slept ignoring him.

To be continued.....