Sai is so happy to meet her best friend after years and rushes to meet him.
But did she commit a mistake to have gone to him who was now drowned in the pain of the death of his parents and yearned for revenge.
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Originally Published on Nov 11, 2021!
The door banged open and Sai was jerked out of her dilemma. She looked up with horrified eyes. And there entered her husband. She couldn't believe its the same man who was once her confidant in everything. He came in drenched in his alcohol. He was still drunk and maybe even more than before, if that was possible.
"Oh no! Why is the new bride sitting on the floor..?" He said sarcastically.
"Chintuji never does anything properly.." he said acting sympathetic.
Chintuji, his P.A., he was the one who had introduced her in this room. He seemed a better man than Virat. He had sent in Neha to her to get her ready while she had been sitting their lifeless and barely taking in the instructions that Neha gave her regarding her dressing. Since the time she had seen the sindoor on her forehead she had gone into this frozen state. Virat had dragged her into his car and she was somehow just frozen to everything. She had realized that a chubby man who had apologized to her on behalf of his Chawan saheb and had almost cried for something was some Chintuji.
"Well actually he did do it correctly. Thats your rightful place.." he said smirking evilly.
Sai stared at him not believing.
"Now you will pay for your father Sai..!" He said as he kept his right leg on the bed infront of her as he bent down facing her.
"I am your Husband.. Your God... wifie.." he said sarcastically.
Sai felt disgusted hearing that word from him. After that time now she had felt something and that was disgust! Sheer disgust..
"I am not your wife!" She said angrily.
"I dont consider this marriage!"
"I am Virat Chawan! And I decide what happens in my world. " he said laughing making a joke out of her.
"I am not your world! And neither I am your slave that I do what you want. This marriage was forced on me and I don't consider it." She said angrily.
"I am not interested in your speech.. Its our Suhagraat.. won't you please your God, Wifie?" He said with a raised eyebrow and Sai suddenly felt a blow. She was scared of him now. He wasn't the man she knew. She shivered at the thought of what he could do to her in the confines of his room.
He forwarded his hand and held her Dupatta covering her head. He pulled. the dupatta but it was tucked in her hair. Sai held her dupatta as she flinched in pain at the thrust on her hair.
Virat smiled seeing the fear mixed with pain on her face. "You are not worth my touch.." he said throwing the dupatta back at her. He walked to the other side of the bed now as he fell on it. He was very tired and too much consumed in his alcohol to hold up anymore. Sai looked at him with a sigh of relief. She stood up and peeked at him and found him asleep or rather unconscious. She sighed in relief as she walked hurriedly to the door. She turned the knob to open the door but it didn't open. She tried pulling the door well pushed it but all in vain.
