#2 Arshi FF - Sealed With Your Kiss/Chapter 41&42/(Pg-86&87)/U - Page 7

Chapter 20

Gods And Monsters

The frozen water

lets tongues of flames burn me

I can't stop my heart from falter and my eyes betray me

Rivers fall down breaking

My legs stumble

My arms surrender shaking

My heart,so numb

The coldness takes me again

And the flame to fight parts away

The ice so overwhelming

The pain doesn't let me pray

The ice breaks apart and the hope falls in to pieces

My pain takes the will

And i fall forever in to a dream of frozen kisses

~Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.~

The monsters came again, just as they had said they would. They had come before as well to threaten his father with dire consequences if he didn't do as they say. They wanted him to help them pass their smuggled arms and drugs through security and he had refused vehemently.

During their conversation they had ignored the little child lurking in the shadows, noticing their every move. He knew how they had browbeat their way inside their house and how they had looked at his mother and sister, with lust glittering in their evil eyes...

However they had left, without harming anyone of them...

But it was a ruse for security...

They came sooner then expected...

And this time they hadn't come to warn, but to destroy...

I cowered under the bed, as they dragged my mother and sister away, their demonic laughter raising my hackles. Their screams shattered my heart and soul and I knew then that I wouldn't be the same again. I was ripped apart, torn from inside, bleeding internally from the gaping wound that would never heal...

If tears had been made of blood, I would have bled to death that day. But I couldn't cry even. I was left an empty vessel, a husk of innocence, doing the rites of the child that breathed it's last inside me...

It was a bad dream I had first thought, opening my eyes. The monsters had left, leaving destruction in their wake...

Outside in the verandah it was a blood bath. My sister's and mother's corpses were mutilated beyond recognition, their blood dripping in the gutter...

Even Roman's would have looked merciful compared to the brutality of these monsters...

My father was nowhere to be seen, the monsters had taken him with them...

I called the neighbors, knocked their doors, begged them to do the last rites of my mother's and sister's mutilated corpses...

But they refused...

They were afraid that the monster's wrath will fall upon them as well...

Broken, beyond hope I set fire to the entire house and watched it burn to cinders, with glassy eyes. But the pain didn't burn out, it froze inside me forever...

My grandfather and mother took me in. We were poor but somehow we managed. My grandfather's pension could only pay the rent and electricity bill and my grandmother sewed clothes, however much her short vision allowed her. I moved from one job to another and often have to beg on the streets whenever she was unable to sew clothes. One week after the whole incident my father's mutilated corpse arrived in a sack...

The only body part that was left inviolate was his hazel eyes, the same as mine...

I felt nothing...

There is a limit to the human pain and suffering, beyond that it just vanishes into nothingness...

Pain is what connects a person to the God, suffering is what turns a person to plead and pray infront of the Creator...

When there is no pain, there is no belief...

I felt nothing so I no longer believed in God's existence...

The connection was lost...

I continued begging in the streets, until I met another monster in the guise of a human. I had thought that the only thing left with me now was my dignity but it was stripped of me as well when he violated my body and left me bleeding to death in the gutter...

I was found by a kindred spirit...

Ramlal was my God, my savior who took me in. His own son had died when he was 13, his wife hadn't been able to bear the agony and had ended her life with her own hands. He saw his son in me and thought God had given him another chance to save him. By then my belief had strengthened that Gods lived among us, engaging in an endless battle with the monsters...

I wanted to be a God, who could crush monsters and punish those who sinned. As I grew older, power came to me and I became judgmental. I had no empathy, no sympathy with those who didn't pass my set of standards.

The feeling of power was really hedonistic and I took great pleasure in wielding it against my enemies...

Who didn't bend, I break him. I cared naught what way it took me to undo a wrong or whom I could be hurting in the process. Nobody could challenge my methods...

They just had to accept in the end that whatever I was doing was to save them from an even worse fate...

Who owed me was sooner or later bound to turn towards me for supplication...

What I owned was mine to protect or destroy...

And now I owned Khushi Kumari Gupta...

And she owed me for saving her from a monster...

Khushi opened her tear filled eyes at the sound of someone coming inside the room. That someone was Ramu Kaka. Seeing him here with a pistol pointed towards her head, she couldn't be more shocked than she already was. But still her numb lips formed the words "Ramu Kaka" as he began opening her bonds with one hand. He must be Arnav's henchman, she thought, the feeling of betrayal hitting her gut like acid.

Her senses were too numb to enquire and her body was unable to struggle as Ramlal quietly hauled her to her feet and began pulling her towards the door. She half ran and half fell while trying to keep up with his hurried strides. The corridor wasn't long but she felt like walking in an endless tunnel, forever. "What...", the words died on her bewildered tongue as Ramlal pushed her throught a big oak door and inside the room where the actual debacle was taking place. And which she had seen through the transparent window...

They both were real, her flesh and blood, fighting and blaming each other And the worst part was that the heinous crimes they had committed were not just a figment of her overactive imagination. They existed in reality...

"What have you done dad", the words fluttered over her lips, her voice filled with agony. All the people filling the room twisted their heads to look at her with surprise, amidst them were Shashi and Akash Gupta who looked the most shocked, their eyes widened with disbelief and their faces flushed with guilt.

"Finally princess", drawled the tall man who was sitting at the head of the table. Uncoiling himself from the chair like a powerful snake about to strike, Arnav sauntered towards Khushi, who was standing frozen in the doorway, with Ramlal standing at her back, hidden from everyone's view. Tears were rolling heedlessly down her cheeks and there was a stricken look about her face, as if she didn't believe that whatever was happening infront of her eyes was true.

"What is happening?...what are you doing here Khushi?",a bewildered Sashi took a step towards his daughter. Four of Arnav's henchmen got up from their seats and pulling out their guns, rushed towards Sashi and Akash. Before Akash could mutter a protest or Sashi could reach Khushi, the henchmen had dragged them back by their arms...

Not a single person in the room got up from their chair to protest, instead they all looked at the debacle unfolding infront of their eyes with an amused look on their faces, as if they were enjoying what was happening to Gupta brothers. "What is happening?", Sashi bit out. By now Arnav had reached Khushi's frozen form and had dragged her inside the room. She stumbled, but was hauled upright by the brutal grip on her arm.

"I ask what is the meaning of this Arnav Singh Raizada", Akash sputtered furiously, struggling to get himself free. "Ask her...it's her who betrayed you two", he drawled..."No...no...that's not true...Khushi...she wouldn't do that", Sashi screamed suddenly, his eyes popping out with sudden fear, sweat gleaming over his forehead...

"She and your brother...both betrayed you", he replied in a satire laced voice. "What...why...what...did you say?", Akash stuttered. "I cannot understand...nooo...wh...wha...whattt...are y...you saying", Sashi said in a strangled tone, his head whipping in his brother and daughter's direction...

"Nooo", the statue of Khushi chose that moment to come to life. "Nooo Arnav...Dad's that's not true", she shrieked, lurching towards her father. Arnav caught her easily by looping an arm around her middle and almost lifting her off her feet. "Leave me...get off...you liar", she writhed like an eel, causing her father to shout, curse and squirm in the arms of his captors. "Leave my daughter alone...you b*****d...don't you dare touch her", Sashi wriggled. But his strength was puny compared to his two captors who were built like wrestlers...

"Why are you doing this?", Akash asked flabbergasted. Pushing a panicked and struggling Khushi aside Arnav strode towards Akash. Ramlal who was hidden from view chose that moment to enter inside the room and point a gun at Khushi's head. "Don't", he hissed in her ear and she froze in mid move. Sashi and Akash's eyes widened with alarm and disbelief.

"Wha...what?", they both gasped collectively. Arnav strode towards Sashi and caught his chin in a merciless grip. "First of all my name is not Arnav Singh Raizada but Arnav Kumar...and secondly I am the son of Gaurav Kumar whose family you killed cold bloodedly', he muttered through his teeth, pushing his face close to Akash and seeing his eyes widen with horrified realization. There was a collective gasp among the audience of the room...

Before anyone could react, many of Arnav's henchmen had filtered inside the room, spreading around, each one of them holding an automatic rifle in his hand...

Every member of the mafia was easily caught and dragged outside without giving them any chance to struggle, leaving Sashi and Akash Gupta struggling ineffectively behind with four of the henchmen...

"Noo...dad", a lone tear slipped down Khushi's eyes. Her heart sank and she began falling in slow motion like a marionette that was cut off from her strings, her knees hitting the hard floor with a sickening thud...

"Khushi", Sashi screamed writhing helplessly in the arms of his captors...

"Game over Sashi Gupta", Arnav's hard voice had a cruel finality in it. "You both are check mated", he added with a sneer.

"I didn't do anything...you must have misunderstood...it was Akash who planned everything", Sashi blamed in a last resort to save himself, a panic stricken look on his face. "How dare you say that Sashi...it was you who dragged me in the mess", Akash protested vehemently. "Whatever you'll try to say...it won't change the fact...that your lives are in my hand now and I also own your property, your house...courtesy of your brother", he said mockingly "And your daughter Sashi", his voice sounded like a death knell in the silence of the room.

"The same sweet daughter who betrayed you by consorting with your enemy", he laughed cynically. For a moment there was silence inside the room which was soon broken by Sashi's curses and threats. Akash had begun to plead for life, his heavy frame quivering with fear. "Get them out of my sight", Arnav hissed out the order, a bored look in his eyes. "And wait for my next instructions...they shouldn't be able to see tomorrow's sunrise", he added curtly. Ramlal and the henchmen nodded their heads obediently and dragged both of them outside...

"My mother...no...mom", Khushi whispered suddenly as her mother's laughing face flashed infront of her eyes. Getting up from the floor she launched herself at Arnav. "No...don't kill him...my mother...", she cried hysterically, grabbing at his collar...

"Why the hell do you want to save them?", Arnav caught her wrists in a vise like grip, a condemning look in his eyes.

"Not them...only my father...please don't kill him", she pleaded tugging at his collar, completely stripped of her usual pride and arrogance...

His arm snaked out and dragged her closer, one hand tangling in her hair to pull her head back and reveal the slender column of her throat. "I thought you would be different princess...but you are exactly like your damned father", he bit out through clenched teeth, his eyes furious...

"I just don't want him killed...he is my father after all...even if he is a rapist", she replied lamely. "How touching ", he bared his teeth in a scornful smile. "So much love in the air..."he didn't know why he felt angry and disappointed all of a sudden...

"Please", her head had fallen on his chest. "Tuh...tuh...how the mighty had fallen", he said scornfully in her ear. She shuddered as his hot breath touched her ear lobe. Even in this situation she could feel the dull throb of desire pounding in her veins.

"Please...i'll do anything...just don't kill him", sucking in a breath to gather her dwindling courage she lifted her tear-filled eyes to his cynical face, her chin wobbling with emotion. His eyes narrowed, he stared at her silently for a moment then asked, "What can you do for me princess?" "Anything that you want me to do...just don't kill him...my mom won't be able to bear it", she sobbed. His eyes went glacial at her words and he thrust her away.

"I don't want anything from you princess...even if it is freely given", there was censure in his tone. There was an enigmatic look in his eyes, as her gaze fluttered over the chiseled arrogance of his face. "Liar", Khushi sucked in a sobbing breath. Some deep unfathomable emotion guttered in his eyes like a dying flame and when she blinked next it was gone...

She hung her head in defeat. It was over. She was done and dusted with her pleading phase. Now it was time to bring out her bitchy version.

The version that every man was afraid off. And Arnav was a man after all...

Arnav watched her eyes flashing every kind of emotion from rage to fear, hope to agony like the sea waves crashing on the shore. Then they went blank, wiped out of every emotion...

There was an eerie look about her as she took a step back. Like the calm that comes after the storm...

Staring stonily into his eyes, with her own red-rimmed, she slid off her dupatta and let it fall on the floor. Arnav's narrowed eyes followed the arc that it made before landing slowly on the hard tiles. Realizing what her next step will be he lifted a threatening finger, "Get out of here princess...before I do something that I might regret". No kind of warning or threats was going to work on her today. There is a limit to what a human being can take and feel. And right now her emotional bank balance was zero. Everything was wiped clean off her mind except the drive to succeed in her plan...

Without faltering her fingers worked on opening the string at the back of her frock. "That's enough khushi", he snapped as the rasping sound of the zip echoed in the room. "No... I am not going to stop today...isn't that what you wanted all along...my surrender", she said hoarsely, her red-rimmed eyes were beginning to glitter with a maniacal light." "Don't be stupid...just get out princess", he took a threatening step towards her but she backed off, tugging desperately at the bodice of her frock. "Do whatever is in your heart...rape me...kill me...take revenge on me...relieve your frustration...but don't kill my father", the words fell heedlessly from her numb lips.

"I am warning you princess", he barked angrily. "Isn't what you all men do...force yourself on women...come on show me your animal side", she egged him on, ignoring his warning. "I am not your father...don't you dare compare me with him", he snarled, clenching his fists, rage was beginning to pound inside his veins like wildfire...

"You are exactly like him...there is no difference at all", she spat, now shivering in her chemise and pyjama. "Khushi", he growled, the veins throbbed in his temples and his lips flattened into a pale thin line, trying his best to keep the anger at bay. "Maybe your sister and mother really liked what my father and uncle did to them", she didn't know what demon had urged her to speak the unthinkable. But something had broken inside her and now she was bleeding internally, her un-uttered screams choking inside her throat...

So when Arnav's control snapped she didn't even take a step back...

"Damn you." Khushi blinked at the sound of the metal chair crashing into the wall then the next instant all breath was punched out of her as Arnav dragged her mercilessly into his arms, twisting her wrists behind her back with one hand...

His face looked demonic and twin devils were glinting in his eyes. His control had broken and he looked like a raging bull.

Without saying anything he clasped the material of her chemise in one hands and tugged at it. The rending sound of clothing echoed inside the room and it fell off, leaving her upper body completely bare to his insolent gaze. She didn't even bat an eyelash as he threw her on the tiled floor and tore her leftover clothing off her body.

As he brought his mouth down to savage her lips, she bit him, latching on his lower lip with her teeth like a little demon trying to suck his blood out of his body. Tangling a hand in her hair, he slammed her head backwards. She gasped and taking advantage he bit back. Hot needles of angry excitement pierced her body and she went wild beneath him, hitting, kicking, her teeth bared in a snarl, her eyes burning with the light of hatred combined with sexual desire and her heart consumed by pounding rage...

Sexual desire warred with anger and won. "You b***h", he growled as her finger nails raked painfully across the back of her neck, drawing bloody furrows. He kicked her feet apart and threw a leg over her thighs to hold her in place. Then he took her wrists and lifting her dupatta from the floor tied them together. Pinning her bonded wrists over head with one hand, he caught her chin in the other hand.

She saw the savage glitter in his eyes, the dull ruddy hue of passion that darkened his cheeks and continued to fight him as his mouth closed over hers in a devastating kiss...

Khushi could no longer feel like a sane creature. She felt possessed, destructive as angry desire coursed through her veins. There was not a hint of tenderness in the way he kissed her. It was crude and downright dirty as if she solely existed as an instrument for his pleasure. But not even the feeling of being used could put a damper on the uncontrollable and twisted pleasure that she was finding in his rough touch.

She began kissing him back, open-mouthed kisses. Her tongue tangled with his, their lips fought, teeth clashed and bit, breaths mingled and she could feel the tangy and salty taste of blood on her tongue. His or her she didn't know and didn't care either. Arnav still hadn't removed even a single bit of his clothing and the rough texture of his trousers rubbed against the soft flesh of her inner thighs.

She bit back a helpless moan but couldn't control the shiver that resulted as electric tingles danced over her skin. His merciless hands moved over her breasts, kneading them, tugging at her nipples. Fire scythed through her abdomen, causing her to arch and twist beneath his body...

"Hate me princess", his taunting voice scrapped at her raw nerves...

"Yes", sweat burst over her forehead and tears of fury and helplessness burned beneath her eyelids, as his angry mouth moved over her heaving chest, licking, biting and then savagely closing over a breast. He sucked at it powerfully in the hot cavern of his mouth and when he bit at a turgid nipple she couldn't fight the animalistic moan that escaped through her lips. He lifted his head to look into her flushed face. There was a knowing look in his glittering eyes and triumph in the smile that curled over his mouth...

Khushi felt raw, stripped to her soul, confused, humiliated yet excited beyond her imagination...

They were not lovers but duelists of a dark passion that had them in its grip like the tentacles of an octopus.

Arnav's cold gaze remained locked to hers as his body moved roughly over hers and his fingers tugged at the curls guarding the valley of her womanhood. She groaned, her breathing ragged in her throat, while he looked controlled, not a single hitch in his breath indicated that he was effected by what he was doing, except for the hint of perspiration gleaming over his forehead and the controlled savagery in his eyes...

Her heart plummeted to her stomach as it dawned on her that he was only doing this to assert his power and to show that she was indeed her father's daughter...

No amount of knowing that how degrading or cruel his touch could be stopped her body from reacting to his stimulus. Where he was concerned it had a mind of its own. It cared naught who he was, what he was...

It only recognized its master...

She cursed then moaned as he slipped one finger inside her weeping core. She writhed and arched herself in his touch as he added two fingers and twisted them inside her.

"Stop it", she cursed again. "Why? Don't you want to earn your father's freedom?", he taunted. "Yes...yes", she moved her head from side to side, trying to escape the torture of her senses...

"Then that's how you are going to earn it...on your back", he bit out, his teeth bared in a wolfish smile, eyes glowing with a venomous light. "B*****d", she let loose a string of filthy curses. He effectively shut her up by crushing her lips with his mouth and knocking the breath out of her. She kissed him back furiously as his lips moved against her in a bruising onslaught. Their tongues tangled and dueled, moving in the parody of the final act of sex...

Tremors were beginning to shake her body as he moved his fingers deeply, burying them to the knuckles inside her...

"Hate me now princess", he barked and Khushi cursed again. Taking out his fingers from her wet core he dragged his tie off his throat and tied it over her mouth, stopping her in mid tirade...

Then without giving it a single thought, he flipped her over her stomach, then wedging a muscular thigh between her legs, dragged her upwards on her knees. Her forehead bumped against the ground and her hips jutted out in the air. She went in flames as he ground his lower body in her buttocks and slid his fingers over her taut abdomen to roughly clasp her ample breasts from beneath...

He was Nero playing her body like a fiddle, while she burned like the city of Rome beneath his touch...

The rasping sound of his zipper echoed in the room and in the next instant her world tilted on its axis as he cruelly dug his fingers in her buttocks and dragged her back, impaling her on his manhood in a single move. She let loose a muffled inhuman scream and went wild, arching, kicking, trying to fight the dark pleasure that streaked across her veins like wildfire and seemed to annihilate her will power...

He easily controlled her body, by moving across her back and she collapsed against the cold floor like a house of cards, her hoarse moans and panting breath raising puffs of dust on the floor, her throat dry like sand paper...

The rough material of his suit jacket scratched her back and his breathing now gone ragged prickled her neck as he hammered inside her with all the force of a bulldozer crushing obstacles on its way...

Khushi scrabbled over the floor with her tied hands, as her body skidded across it with the force of their combined momentum. Her toes curled and her fingernails dug and broke over the tiled surface; curses took birth in her throat and died over her tongue. Arnav gave a dark laugh and moved further over her back, biting her neck and sliding his hands beneath her slick body to crush her breasts in his palm. She snarled and moved backwards over his impaled flesh...

The lines of pleasure and pain, life and death frazzled and shadows took over. Her mind had become a dark cavern, covered by cobwebs of twisted desire...

They were not human beings anymore but prisoners of desire ruled by their senses and completely cut off from civilization. They were merely animals at their most basic...

A two backed beast, groaning and rising on the cold floor...

Arnav yanked off the tie across her mouth and tossed it aside. Then roping a hand in her hair, he dragged her head back and closed his mouth over her panting ones, kissing her roughly, crudely, taking in her heaving breaths ...

Slick with sweat her body rubbed against his clothing, the friction adding to the intensity of her pleasure...

One minute he was pummeling inside her, the next moment it broke over her without warning, like a tidal wave...

A giant hand seemed to be squeezing out her insides and she wrenched her mouth away as the hedonistic pleasure reached the plateau of pain. Her body jerked like a rag doll in his arms and a scream left her throat, stripping it raw. Her body rose against him in the throes of her climax, then fell as someone pulled the plug out on her ecstasy and she came shooting out of a dark tunnel into the light, her bloody fingers nails raking across the surface of the floor...

Arnav thrust against her, once, twice then fell over her back, his heavy breath stirring the hairs sticking to her wet temples. In the next instant he had rolled off her body, leaving her naked, raw and broken on the cold floor...

Her willpower, her control, her senses were now like a broken wall, where he had crept in like a poison ivy...

He was the venom seeping inside from the cracks of her broken soul...

He had destroyed her spirit as he had vowed...

And in turn she had broken his control...

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