The devil beneath: JasFa SS COMPLETE (update page 8) - Page 2

Jasso ka band bajta dekh

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Thanks for the tag! 🤗

I love this OS a lot coz of twisted evil Fateh! ❤️

ohh i loved this. i would have wanted this track where they actually got married and torture each other and repent the treatment they gave to Tejo

this way Fateh always had a eye on jasmin..in current track he has let her loose to crash land on Tejo's happiness

Ooh I love this😍😍😍... Ankit would have aced this characterisation.. thank you for sharing this with us and hoping for more. 😙

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Originally posted by: Ashviniv

ohh i loved this. i would have wanted this track where they actually got married and torture each other and repent the treatment they gave to Tejo

this way Fateh always had a eye on jasmin..in current track he has let her loose to crash land on Tejo's happiness

Well I'd always believed, even if jasfa would have been in Canada, f hadn't lost the job, they would have been an awful toxic couple. Both have selfish, entitled tendencies and both have been dependent on others for that.

Once jasmine started going after F, I found it hard she'd ever regret anything. Once she brought back Jass, it's set in stone.

This storyline wouldn't even exist on TV, it just gets darker and darker. F actually becomes a psychopath. Honestly, after all that brainy plan, I've no idea how could fateh ignored that Jasmine will hit back. Did he really think that after such a huge thing, she'd sit quietly?

Anikt Can Totally Nail This Scene. But The Writers Won't Ever Show It On Tv.

Fateh Was Wicked And Evil Jasmine Deserved It.

Can You Write Another Part I Want To Know What Happens Next If Possible.

Woah... isn't that creepity creepyyyyy.....

Man...I could envision that happening.😍

While I am against such abuse, I am pretty sure Jasso and Fateh can have been this. She would have given him back of course and he would have further troubled her. It's interesting how the first thing he hits is her looks....

Originally posted by: mistofshadows

Woah... isn't that creepity creepyyyyy.....

Man...I could envision that happening.😍

While I am against such abuse, I am pretty sure Jasso and Fateh can have been this. She would have given him back of course and he would have further troubled her. It's interesting how the first thing he hits is her looks....

Lmao niki why do you think I was so conflicted about writing this? This has been in my mind for a long time.

You're dead on about the abuse which goes between a toxic couple like jasfa. They are very mutually hurtful.

However, the F of this story, isn't protagonist by any chance. He's the villain (there's way more dark stuff) and Jasmine would still be cunning, but almost helpless, unable to give back because he is so sharp. And tbh I don't think it's really outta character too. Look at the airport kaand, it's not just what he did, but how he did, which is so cruel. Anytime she tries to touch him, he stops her. However he's no hesitation touching her, hugging her, or anything. It's like a psychopath hunter plays with its prey. He doesn't grant her enough humanity that they can fight as equals. The dude has dark shades, and jasmine brings the worst. Ofc i don't condone any such abuse, but still can't deny, writing this fateh is the most fun I've ever had.

Originally posted by: mistofshadows

Woah... isn't that creepity creepyyyyy.....

Man...I could envision that happening.😍

While I am against such abuse, I am pretty sure Jasso and Fateh can have been this. She would have given him back of course and he would have further troubled her. It's interesting how the first thing he hits is her looks....

Also considering how proud she's about her looks, I figured it'd be something which would hurt her more than anything.

Part 2

He moved forward and touched the bruise which has formed gently. And then he pressed his finger on it, earning him a muffled scream. He sighed satisfactorily. His hand instantly went up to her throat and something much darker flashed in his eyes... "Not. A. Word. Ever." Every word was emphasized by increasing pressure from his hand.

"Now clean it up and yourself, and get my changing clothes. We're gonna play a game."

Jasmine rushed into the bathroom. A sharp pang of pain and humiliation hither when she glimpsed in the mirror. Drenched in the yellowish milk, with bits of dry fruits stuck here and there, it looked like someone had vomited on her.Then she saw her reddish blue bruise on her lip, it’d swollen and did hurt, but not more than the humiliation. She wanted to say something, ask something, but she was at loss of words. This was not Fateh. Fateh was unable to hurt her like that… “Really? If he can hurt Tejo like he did, then you really want to know what can he do?” a tiny voice whispered in her ear. But he’s always been so crazy for her, he could never hurt her. But then what was it? Was it booze? But he’s never behaved like this. She knew he has a temper, but this was… This was so unlike Fateh. Has Tejo done some sort of black magic on him? Or has he been possessed? What was really going on?

Jasmine took a deep breath and started to clean up. She needed to find out what was going on. This was supposed to be her golden period, when she’ll finally be the Mrs. Fateh Singh Virk, will be able to control every aspect of their life, and after settling a few affairs, like property, money and jewelry,they’ll finally fly away and settle in Canada, with a husband who will worship her like a goddess. She’ll own everything. She’ll own him.

“Jasso…Jasso?” a shiver went down her spine as she heard his voice. Then she took a deep breath and gathered up her courage. She has come so far, and she wasn’t gonna let anything come between her happiness. She put on a smile and went out “Fatteehhh… Listen na… I’ve a surprise for you..”

Fateh rolled off his eyes as he heard her sugarcoated voice… Well now she’s gonna fight back. It’d be more fun…Wouldn’t be really fun if she weren’t fighting back. In the back of his mind, a tiny voice taunted him, wasn’t this the same voice for which you ruined everything. Oh well! He did, and now it’s time to pay the price.

Jasmine looked at him, lying on the bed lazily looking at her with an expression she couldn’t understand. I’ll fix everything once I get to the bottomof the matter, she thought. Maybe he’s angry about something... I know just what to do. I’ll have him wrapped on my pinky finger in a few minutes.

Fateh smiled at her. Jasmine took this opportunity and said… “Just wait a minute…and close your eyes. I’ve got something special for us.” And she tried to sneak a little box with her into the bathroom, when Fateh quickly cut off her way, and shut the door of bathroom, and snatched the box. “Fateh…please it’s a surprise. It’s for you only…” Jasmine tried to argue but Fateh shut her up by putting a finger on her lips, with a look which scared her somehow.

Then he unwrapped the box and found a lacy baby doll. He smiled.

“Change here.” He ordered and lied down, as if he was here to watch his personal show.

This scared Jasmine. She couldn’t tolerate it anymore…What the hell does he think of her? She snapped and went up to him “What the f##ck do you think you’re doing? What has happened to you Fateh? Why are you acting like this…You love me… You can’t treat me like this! You promised me that you’ll always fulfil every wish of mine. That you’ll do what I want. YOU PROMISED ME!”

Fateh closed his eyes. A tear fell from his eyes. Jasmine sighed of relief,finally she had taken back the control. Finally she was…

Her thought process remained incomplete as Fateh pushed her in front of mirror and stood behind her. He roughly pulled off her dupatta which was perfectly pinned in its place, earning himself a sharp wince.

“But Jasmine how could you believe me?” He started ripping off every piece of jewelry she had, one by one, smiling whenever she winced, and continued “I promised Tejo in front of our families, with God as our witness that I’ll protect her, cherish her.” He roughly undid her hair and ran his fingers through them. Then he grasped the nape of her neck and turned her towards him.Tightening the grip, he continued “If I could do that to her, then what makes you special?”

“Now take off your clothes.” He said calmly, yet there’s something so threatening, that it sent shivers down her spine. Almost hypnotised with fear, tears flowing from her eyes, already marked with the bruise he has given her on her face, she started to unhook her blouse with trembling fingers, as he saw her sitting on the bed with a smile.

She had undone all of her hooks, and the blouse was about to fall when suddenly there’s a knock on the door. Jasmine took a sigh of relief. Whoever it was, she needed to get out from here. She couldn’t tolerate anything anymore.

Fateh stood up quickly, draped the dupatta on her, and pushed her on the bed roughly. He unbuttoned a few buttons of his Sherwani and then went to open the door. Simran was standing there with a jewellery box.

Simran glanced and felt awkward, interrupting the two shameless lovebirds.Well it’s enough that they are not doing anything in the living room,considering these two, it won’t be out of bounds.

“Mom should’ve given this to you…as the gift for Jasmine for tonight but…”none of them needed her to complete the sentence. Simran turned to go when Jasmine called for her.

“Simran di…please stop. I’ve to talk to you…something really important.” She held her blouse with one hand and rushed to talk to her. This was her only chance to escape.

She stood beside him, keeping a little distance… “Di wo…woo…I really need to talk to you… Please listen…”

“Please listen di… We were just talking…” with this he pulled Jasmine into his embrace and continued with an eager smile… “I know we have both done lots of wrongs, but now we want to make everything alright. We want us to be a very happy family. That’s all Jasmine wanted to say.”