Rayan got up from her and looked into her eyes, starting to remove her jewelry from her body. She was so scared but did not protest because she knew that if she opposed him, she would suffer again.
Ryan removed her bangles, maangtika, and earrings.
When he touched her dupatta, she started shivering in fear but did not utter a single word.
While Ryan was removing her dupatta, Kavya tightly clutched onto the bedsheet as she was scared and sobbed silently.
Ryan watched all of this but did not stop. He wanted to break her, so he continued his work.
After removing her dupatta, her whole body was jewelry-free except for her mangalsutra.
He looked at her mangalsutra and started removing it, but suddenly Kavya held onto her mangalsutra and nodded negatively.
Ryan tried to remove it again, but her grip on the mangalsutra was tighter than before.
He looked into her eyes and moved his face closer to kiss her on her lips. She moved sideways, but Ryan grabbed her hair in his fist and pulled her face in front of him.
Tears rolled down her face. She resisted, but Ryan increased the tightness on her hair, causing her to hiss in pain. Ryan was about to touch her rosy lips.
At the same time, Ryan heard something. He loosened his grip on her, and Kavya hurriedly spread her dupatta over herself.
He got up from the bed and started moving toward the door of the room.
Kavya got up from the bed, sat down on the floor with a jerk, and placed her hands on her face, crying miserably.
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A Match Made In Hell ( Underediting )
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