Chapter 2
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Part 2
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ipkkndfollower 2013-12-21 06:24:55
Shlok came towards Astha slowly. She looked up when she heard the door close. As usual the handsome face was unsmiling. But today his eyes had a strange glitter. She could sense a controlled anger in them. Astha met his cool gaze unflinchingly. She sat there like a statue. She was unwilling to show her unease or fear, not wanting to give his male dominance victory.
Shlok sat down next to her. Astha unconsciously froze even more. He caught her arms and spoke without taking his eyes off hers. "I told you to stay away from me. Didn't you understand or were you short of hearing? You have done a grave mistake Astha. I spoke for your benefit but you chose not to pay heed to my words. Your tough times have begun."
He continued in the same cold voice. "I told you I don't believe in marriage and yet you want to live with me. I wonder why. Is it the wealth? The family brand? What is it?"
At his unfair accusations Astha's eyes prickled with tears. She refused to shed any tears for this man. Astha met his cold eyes and replied back at his face. "I would have been happier right now had I wanted only your wealth. Unfortunately I am not made like that. And you, you speak a lot about marriage and your poor beliefs. Why didn't you stop the wedding in that case? What stopped you? Maybe you just wanted a female body to warm your sheets at night. And who better than a naive middle class girl who cannot fight back?"
Shlok's anger reached heights when she turned the table around him. He caught her chin roughly and spoke through clenched teeth. "Shut up. Just shut up. If I wanted just a female body I could have anybody I wanted. I need not marry. That too someone like you. I did this only for my father and the respect I have for him. Make no mistake, I will never ever touch you voluntarily."
He got up with a swift move and grabbed a pillow and a sheet.
She stopped him. "And you don't ever dream that I will come to you voluntarily. That will happen only over my dead body."
She lied down on her side of the bed even as he walked towards the couch. After the lights went off she finally let her tears fall down. This was a complete nightmare. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined her wedding day or her first night to turn out like this.
Bappa what did I do to anyone to deserve this? With one thought running after another, sleep finally claimed her.
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