New Arshi FF: INTERMINGLED DESTINIES CH:4 PG-11 Updated! - Page 3

"You have to do it. You don't have an option sweetheart." He had said calmly while working on his laptop.

"How can you make me do this? I understand that you don't want a baby, that doesn't mean we have only this alternative left. We could always use protection or stop doing It on regular basis." she tried to sound casual. But all her talks earned her the glare she knew was enough to burn her alive. Her husband had already taken the decision and she had no say in it.

The next morning she woke up with a fear that was killing her insides every moment. Her husband who looked like a competitor to a Greek God came out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped on the lower part of his torso and drops of water stuck to the abs which he was deliberately trying to show-off to his wife who seemed to be lost in her own world.

"Let's have s*x one last time before your freedom." he chirped making her gasp in horror. Freeing her from the womanhood every woman is proud of, was not exactly her idea of freedom. Her morning sickness kicked in and she immediately turned his offer down with a 'No! Thanks'.

As she got out of the bed to start her daily routine she was pinned to the wall nearby taken off guard. He pressed his partially wet body to her petite one trying to seduce her in the process.

"How dare you? How dare you say no to me?" he roared into her ear while biting her earlobe as if his life depended on it.

She closed her eyes which were filled with disgust, disgust for the man for whom she had sacrificed her family. The man, for whom she was going to sacrifice her identity today. The man who was her Husband.

He tore off her night suit top only to discover the flesh of her body which he wanted to devour.

"Please.." she begged, which earned her nothing but a bite on her collarbone and his nails dug into her flesh while she tried to keep herself from screaming in pain. If she had screamed this time, he would have gotten to another level of torturing her. So much for marrying the person you love the most? she thought.

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After he was done with the marital rape which he called the act of love making, he ordered her to get ready for they had an appointment at the hospital. Why? He wanted her to get rid of the uterus which was inside her lower abdomen

It was around 3'o clock in the morning when they had finally managed to get a lift from a family which was on their way to Delhi in their giant car. The family, though scared decided to help them at the odd time and hence, they were now seated in their car for past 45 minutes staring at each other's faces. While the runaway bride managed to get her share of sleep, the boys were as awake as an owl.

She woke up startled feeling the hospital room around and a vacant space inside her abdomen. She had eventually fell into deep slumber while recollecting her painful flashback and now when she was up all she wanted was to scratch her skin so hard to get rid of all the disgusting traces of touches that were left by husband. Arnav watched her as she woke up. She was sweating like a pig.

After stealing some glances at each other Arnav decided to start the conversation with the runaway bride who had this very intriguing mystery aura around her.

"So? You know someone in Delhi?" he asked.

"Yeah."

"You ran away from your own wedding, haina?" he blurted out unable to keep hid curiosity under control. Though he immediately regretted his question when she just nodded her head in positive.

"I am sorry. I shouldn't have asked that question."

"It's Ok. You are going there for the first time?"

"Where?" he asked confused.

"Delhi." she stated the obvious.

"Alone? Yes. "

"What about you?"

"I've been there before but it's first time alone for me too."

"Oh!" And the conversation blurred into the silence that was occupying the whole car.

"By the way, I am Arnav, Arnav Singh Raizada. You are?" he whispered after some time.

"I am Khushi Gupt... Just Khushi."

"Oh Hi! Just Khushi. Weird name though."

"My name is Khushi." she rolled her eyes at his stupidity.

"Happiness?" he asked.

"Yes. Yours is ocean, if I am not wrong."

"Correct."

"An ocean full of happiness! Woohoo!" came the reply from a very sleepy NK. Only God knew the secret behind his talent of creating awkward situations for others and getting himself out of it eventually.