Chapter 19: Chapter 19

Author's pov

Abhishek was already under too much stress and now his sister is missing as well. Diya didn't return home after college.

Abhishek had contacted all of their relatives and Diya's friends but no one could give him any satisfactory answer. Though he was suspended still he has some friends in the police department. He called one of his friends to search for Diya.

It was 7 pm at noon. Abhishek and his wife both were worried for Diya. They were discussing what they should do but nothing was coming into their minds.

Suddenly something triggered in Abhishek's mind. Rudra's threat! What if Rudra is behind Diya's missing?

Without wasting a single second he went to the Singh mansion. The Security guards didn't allow him to enter but Abhishek started screaming Diya's name.  Hearing his loud voice Rudra came outside a few moments later.

Seeing Abhishek Rudra asked sounding annoyed," What's this corrupt ACP doing here?"

Abhishek yelled at Rudra," Tell me, asshole. Where is my sister? Where are you hiding her?"

Rudra replied sarcastically," Oh! Come on, man! I admit that your sister is hot enough to make any guy's cock stand but that doesn't mean I will be one of those cheap fellows! Check properly. Maybe she ran away with someone else."

Rudra didn't want to utter these shits about Diya but still, he told those words to hurt Abhishek.

Hearing Rudra's nasty words about Diya, Abhishek couldn't control himself anymore. A punch landed on Rudra's face that he quickly returned.

The situation was worsening when Uday Pratap yelled from behind," Ay ACP! Do you know what you are doing? How dare you touch a Minister's son?"

Saying that Uday Pratap grabbed Abhishek's collar.

Abhishek replied with the same intensity," Tell your spoiled son to return my sister. I know he is hiding my sister."

Uday Pratap wasn't in the mood to argue with Abhishek. He ordered the security guards to beat Abhisekh in black and blue and threw him out of their mansion.

Diya's pov

After crying for hours, I don't know when I closed my eyes. I woke up from my sleep hearing a woman's voice.

" Mam, wake up. I am here to get you ready for the wedding," she said.

Rubbing my eyes I sat back on the bed and looked at her. She was a short-height woman in her late 30s. For a few moments, I was zoned out. Then I remembered that pervert's words. Tonight he is going to marry me.

I replied angrily," I am not going to get ready. I will not marry that psycho."

And the next moment I heard a creepy laugh. Hearing the laugh I turned my face at the door and saw that psycho. Seeing him my whole body turned cold.

Taking some calculating steps he told that woman to leave the room which she obliged without any delay. That psycho stood in front of me. Holding my wrists he twisted them back making me yelp in pain.

" If you don't get ready without creating any drama then I will make you get with my own style. Trust me, it won't end well for you," he threatened looking at my body lustfully.

A few tears escaped my eyes and I asked sounding helpless," Why are you doing all this? Please let me go."

"Why am I doing all this, huh?" Saying that he opened his shirt and showed me some scars on his back.

" These scars are given by your honest ACP brother," he emphasised the word honest mockingly.

" Everything happened because of you. Because of you, I had to go to jail! You sent Rudra Pratap to jail! How dare you!" He barked in my face.

" I have promised your brother that I  will give him a nice punishment for messing up with me and you will be that pawn in my game with your brother," he said looking into my eyes.

I asked bursting into tears, "My brother is suspended. The whole society thinks of him as a corrupt officer. What more do you want?"

" Tsk...tsk..tsk! This is not enough, sweet girl. From the very first he kept messing up with me even after my warning. Now he will face the consequences," he replied letting out a devilish grin.

I requested," I will do whatever you will say but don't harm my family, please."

" Fine. I will not harm your family. After all, I got you to play," he said touching my lips.

Biting his finger I turned my face in another direction.

"Fiesty" huh! I like that. Soon I will train you how to be a domestic cat from a wild cat," he said sarcastically.

" Now, get ready for the wedding. If you create any drama again then I  don't know what I will do to your family," he threatened and left me to cry about my fate.

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I was sitting in front of the mirror like a doll wearing a red lehenga. My whole body was dolled up with jewellery.

That woman, her name is Ashmita. She is a beautician. She helped me get ready and also did make-up on my face.

I was looking like a perfect beautiful  bride but my eyes were looking dead. There were no smiles on my face. How can I smile knowing that I am going to marry a psycho? A complete pervert.

Ashmita complimented," Wow,mam. You are looking outstanding. Sir will faint after seeing you".

" No, I will faint after marrying him. I am feeling like killing myself but I can't. I have to protect my family," I thought mentally but didn't say anything to her.

Suddenly a young man entered the room. I have seen him with that pervert many times. He must be one of his minions. He informed me that it was time.

I went downstairs and saw that Rudra was standing there wearing a sherwani. Though he was looking handsome I  know that looks can be deceiving.

A priest was also present who was looking afraid. That devil must have threatened this poor man.

That ultimate pervert was staring at me with intense gaze. He checked me from head to toe and smirked at me. Coming towards me he held my hands and dragged me to the mandap (pavillion)  Then he told the priest to start the weeding.

The priest started chanting mantras. I was sitting beside that psycho like a puppet. The priest told us to stand up and exchange our garlands. He immediately did it but my hand stopped in the middle. I shook my hands vigorously but he made me do it forcefully.

Then the priest told us to take pheres but I kept standing like a statue. I didn't move at all. Rudra picked me up in bridal style and started taking pheres.

I wriggled in his arm but he held me so tightly that I had to stop wriggling. We have to take weeding vows. Those wedding vows are nothing for me. I pronounced them by my mouth but they didn't come from my heart.

Finally it's time for him to tie the mangal sutra( nuptial chain) around my neck and fill up the vermilion in my hair partition.

When he tied the mangal sutra around my neck I was feeling like he was tying a collar around my neck which indicates that I am his slave now. He filled my hair partition with vermilion. At that moment I closed my eyes. A few drops of tears escaped my eyes.

Then, the priest declared us husband and wife. This marriage is total bullshit. No elder was present here to give us blessings. That pervert married me forcefully but I am Diya Roy. I will not give him any peace. I will not submit myself to him.

"Mr Rudra Pratap, you said that you will tame me. But you don't know me properly. Let's see who tames whom," I  thought in my mind.