Ridhima's POV
I was waiting in the room. No not my room. It was my husband's room. I was the wife of a serial killer.
I cursed myself for being so beautiful. My beauty did this to me. If I would had been ugly,then that serial killer would never looked at me. He would had never fallen for me. I still remember that day. I was playing in the rain. On the terrace. And he was on his terrace, smoking. Then his eyes went on me. My eyes suddenly met his eyes. I felt embarrassed and rushed downstairs.
After that day I used to see him frequently.
One day my step mother told me that she had fixed my marriage. And that too against my wish with that man.
He was a serial killer.There were many cases going on him but due to his political influence nobody dared to do anything with him. He had many political leaders in his support.
I said no in the first time but my step mother threatened me and even beat me mercilessly. I had no other choice than to marry that serial killer.
Now I was on his bed. Fully dolled and veiled. He would come. Then....
Suddenly the door opened. I looked up to see it was a lady. She was my mother in law.
"Ridhima, this is your first night with my son. I know you are not ready for this marriage. But now you need to accept him. Look,he is a little moody. And....take this."
She handed me a a cup filled with some liquid.
"What is this mother?",I asked with utter curiosity.
She sighed and said,"Its a type of herbal tea. It will..reduce the pain."
I was wondering what pain she was talking about. It took me a minute to grip the point.Then my brain understood what pain she was talking about.
"Mom..is this necessary?"
"Yes child. You will need it. I too was given this in my first night. Drink it. It will help you."
She said and went away. I looked at the tea. Different types of scary thoughts were coming in my mind.
The door opened creaking.
This time I didn't looked up. I felt his hands on mine.
"Can you please wait?I will finish this tea.""Whats this for?",his voice made me shiver.
"Mom gave me this. She said.. it will.. reduce the pain."
"What rubbish?Keep it away. If you give me the permission then I only I will do anything but not before that. Don't worry,"he said cupping my face. This time I looked at his face. His eyes were on my eyes.
"I love your eyes. I felt in love with them.i love to see them on me,"he said.
"Vansh ji,"I gathered up the courage to call him by his name.
"Hmm..tell,"he said calmly. I was surprised. I thought he would be angry or shout on me or slap me to show his domination. But instead of that he was calm.
"Can I sleep?I am feeling sleepy...."
He looked surprised for a minute and then laughed out. For a minute he laughed and then went silent. Then rested his face on his hand and said,"Ridhima,you don't need to ask permission for that. I am your husband. Not the teacher of a school or you my student.Lay down. "
He layed me down slowly and layed beside me too. Then caressed my face and brushed away my locks.
"Good night sweetheart. "
He said. Within a minute,the tiredness of all those hectic days engulfed me.My first story❤
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