FF:Arylie-Jogan -Chap 34 ( LAST CHAP)pg 22

Hi guys back after long😉 many asked me to write again so here it goes:

Chap 1

Imlie, a strong beautiful woman has become a sobbing mess. She looked ay herself in the mirror. She was sold to Tripathis by her villagers the day her mom died. They did not want a burden. She was forcibly married to their only son Aaditya. He was a monster, even Imlie who could fight boys of her age couldnt even raise a hand here. She was their ‘slave.’ Its been 2 months since she entered the Tripathis home. She would obey all orders. The only thing she was glad that she wasnt touched yet by her so called husband. She does not care about nor she ever will. He used to come drunk at night and attempted many times to rape her but Imlie somehow managed to fight his drunk body. She even had kicked him there but by morning he hadnt remember. He had slapped her couple times just because he didnt like her food.

Looking at herself in mirror, she had enough she wants to run away she wants to grow. She always dreamt of doing work in big company. It doesnt matter the position she just want to be free and independent. Running away might far fetched idea she wouldnt know where to stay in this big city. She can ask Aditya of any small work at the company he works at . She knew the consequences of her boldness but she must try.

That evening at dinner table, “i want to work” she looking at thr Tripathis. Her mother in law raised eyebrow “Arent you working at home? We can give you more chores” she smirked. “No, i want to work outside the house please”

“Ye achanak kaha se bhut aagya and ye daring kaha se aagai? Do mahine hue hai and sur sidha bahar kaam karne jana hai” Buaji said angrily.

Everybody started to give their opinions, however Aditya was staring at her, “ Kaam karna hai? Thik hai mere company mein boss ko ek assistant chaye chalna mere saath” he said. Everybody was shocked including Imlie.

She smiled first time in long time, Aap sach kahet ho?”

“Ha”

“Pagal ho gaye lalla, tum..”

“Bua, let me handle” Aaditya cut her off signalling with his eyes which bua understood but Imlie was too happy to notice. Maybe he wasnt as bad as she thought he would be.

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Chap 2

Aaditya was selfish man, he said yes to Imlie so he can keep watch over her, try to get closer to her, after all his family has paid huge amount for her. He wants to touch her in so many ways, do things to her but somehow his drinking habit always comes in the way. He thought this is perfect opportunity to gain her trust, and through that he can f**k her the money worth. He doesnt want emotional attachment, when he wants something he gets it but this woman is a challenge and he loves challenge. He smiles evil intentions.

Imlie on other hand was excited, when Aadtiya came that night, she asked him, “ Thank you, its mean alot. Have you talked to your boss yet? Will there be interview? What is the work that i would be doing?” She had all these questions, oh the excitment.

“Hold your horses Imlie. Yes , i talked to him and he told me to bring you over for interview. And yes please be professional as my image is tied to yours. Make sure this is not your village , so what you say how act all tied to my reputation. If u do as i say then you will be good “ he smiled innocently. Imlie bought it and nodded not caring about his intentions. She was happiest today, to work, to learn and grow . She always wanted acheive her dreams infact for her mother too.

Next morning, she woke up early did house chores and got ready and waited patiently for Aaditya. “ Lets go “ without looking her , he went ahead and Imlie followed him.

When they reached, Imlie felt butterflies, nervousness ah it was myriad of emotions.

She followed him like an excited child. There were people, more than that the women they all looked so confident and ambitious. The way they carried themselves, she wants to be that woman one day. She was looking at everything around her in awe. She snapped back when she heard Aaditya say “ This way is the elevator we work on the 13th floor for Bhasker Times. “

Once they reached, she saw everybody at their desk either typing away or chattering with their colleagues. Everybody looked at her , she tried smiling but some looked at her weirdly. Then she realized, she looks like a typical villager. Her normal salwar kameez ,she didnt even have any fancy of those so she wore whatever next best looking she had. Good thing was as a child she studied in English, thanks to her mother.

They stopped at a door, “Wait here” and Aaditya went inside . After a minute he came out, “Go, make sure what i told you” he raised his eyebrows . She nodded, she took a deep breath and went inside.

A man around 30 was busy scribbling away something in a book, as he heard the door open he gestured the person to take a seat without looking up.

Imlie sat down and looked around the office. A few paintings, a small sofa on the corner with a coffee table and coupke lamps that was all to it. A very simple place for a owner . She smiled when she heard , “Hi, I am Aryan Singh Rathore “ extending his hand “Ji, I am Imlie Yadav”She does not want Tripathi name attached to her .

“I thought you are a Tripathi” he asked.

“ Yes been married for two months, but Sir i was raised by a single mother i think she deserves that much respect that i use her last name .” Imlie was surprised how confident and comfortable she felt with this man.

He was a gorgeous man, his eyes was the most attractive feature she did not care small scar that near his eyebrows. He looked like a straightforward no nonsense guy. Not all men are bad Imlie she thought to herself.

“So tell me about yourself..” he waited for to speak up. Imlie could butter up and get the job or be honest and still get the job.

“Sir, I am from Pagdandiys its a small village in UP. I was raised by single mother but she made sure in studied in English school and College. Just a BA pass Sir. No work experience my mom recently passed away so relatives married me away . “ With a small smile and exhaling she completed her introduction. She twisted the truth little as it would be too harsh and too personal to mention to someone who she just met.

“No work experience huh. But i see the spark and the excitment in you Imlie. Lets say i will give two months to prove yourself as my assistant if not you will resign and if you are good you will be permanent sounds like a deal?” He asked curiously.

“Deal Sir “ without hesistance Imlie nodded.

“Thats it Sir?”

“Yes, will see you at 8 am sharp” he nodded and went back to his work.

Imlie left his cabin with smiling face. Aadtiya gave her money for rickshaw to take her back home. Something about Sir striked her deep. She just could not pinpoint what. As soon as she reached home she started her chores. Again in the house everybody started against her but today she was not going let them ruin her moment. This was step forward for her , she zoned out all voices and dreamt of her future.

Aww this was such a honest interview, as aryan is there aditya would do nothing to imlie tho she is his wife. ...wow its amazing.. 😍😍

Chap 3.

Several weeks went for Imlie to learn the skills of an assistant. She would always be on her toes and she does not mind that. It will keep her busy and away from even thinking about the hell house. She learned quite few things about Aryan ji. He is this tough guy, but she saw the way he treats women at his work. If any mistake was made he would explain them very kindly instead of shouting at them. He would help any women in distress, once at work she saw woman come to work with swollen eyes like she had cried whole night. She knew because she is one of that woman herself. When Aryan noticed her during meeting , he took her aside and talked to her. By end of day, there was change on that woman face, a gloomy face became a face that had no worries anymore as if morning never happened. He was gentle with Imlie and friendly. He was quite man but he would always made sure Imlie felt comfortable. He did not have any family from what she knows, not many friends either, a strict workholic. He would be stern to his employees but he had that undertone of kindess or maybe only Imlie saw that. She even noticed Aryan doesn’t like Aadtiya much his thought process but he feels a newspaper should have all kind of journalist with different opinions even if Aryan did not agree with those, even regressive ones and Tripathi was one of them.

One afternoon, Aryan took Imlie with him to see a client to note any details during meeting. After the client left, Aryan asked Imlie if she doesnt mind he would like to stop for lunch. While they waited for order, “So Imlie, as you know am not man of many words, but i must say your training has been successful i know its only been few weeks but i would like you to stay. I like you. You picked up very fast, and one thing i loved about you is your hunger to learn. “ He smiles. Rarely , he smiles which Imlie know of him. “Thank you Sir. Your encouragement and your kindness made me so comfortable i did not feel pressured . You let me be , you did not micromanage thank you for that sir” she smiled back.

“So have you been around the city?” He asked while he sipped water.

“No , unfortunately . “

“Why not, you are newly married?” Exclaimed Aryan.

“Lets say, life does not always work the way you want Sir. And plus , he is always busy with work and I dont want to trouble him” of course she couldnt tell the truth but she still gave a smile. The man infront of her was so different then the men she had in her life. When her boss comes in front of her , she just breaks in to a smile. The sheer personality of this man always bought a smile to her world she did not know the reason but just in few weeks she felt drawn to him. She wanted to befriend him, know him more, she can see past in those eyes.

In just 6 months, Imlie had made a mark but at home was different story. One night Aadtiya sneak up on her when she was rummaging through her closet. She winced when he hold her waise from back rather roughly, he whispered , “Imlie, I cannot wait anymore. I been good man past months, we are married we need to move forward.” Imlie was scared , what marriage when did he ever sat down and talked to her? He still would hit her randomly, so much so once in anger he pushed her and she fell hitting the night table. There is a scar on forehead near her left eyebrow as a reminder of this monster.

He turned her around , holding her cheeks “ you are so different at work, it makes more crazy for you. Your cheeks, i just want lick you.” He traced his finger from her cheek to nape of her neck. She was shivering because she was scared, she softly said “ I am not ready Aaditya, please first we need to understand each other , spend time to know each other” before she could finish her sentence “ he again turned her around in anger and pushed her against the closet. The knob was pushing into her gut. She was in pain , “ please its hurting”

“Hurting? I am hurt! I let you work! What about that? I went against family, so you come closer to me. Isnt that enough for you?! “ he had twisted her behind her back and her other arm was in his hold.

Now wincing and sobbing in pain, “ the knob is hurting me please”

He slid her away from closet and pushed her against the wall. He pulled kaameez from the neck, teard exposing her back. He blew her back.

“Please dont!!! “ when he ignored her pleas, Imlie gathered courage and yelled, “ You want me rape me then do so but remember you will be f***king a live dead body wouldnt that boil your blood??? Aisa kon karat rahe pata haina , na mard “ clenching her teeth she sobbed. He grabbed her hair and banged her head against the wall and left.

Imlie was glad that whatver she said had affected him, atleast he wont bother her for another month. She slid down the wall and wept. She did not want to feel sorry for herself, she was happy that she fought today. She wants to run away and run away she will. She been saving money from her salary. She would get paid 15 thousand rupees out of that only 2 thousand was given back to her- courtesy the monster in her life.

She wanted to collect enough, so she could leave the hell house and leave on her own and divorce the kukkur.

This story is something else. Aditya being worse than a 🤬🤬🤬!

Imlie being strong willed and ready to learn is refreshing. Where is her salary going? Does she get to keep it all or is she having to give it to the family?

Hopefully she can find a way out fast!

Hey thanks for the comment! I hope you liked the story so far. Yes as mentioned in above chapter, she gets 2 thousand rupees from her 15 thousand actual salary reat aadtiya takes it away.