#20#

1.7K 216 77
                                    

Swarnalekha's POV

I cried out in desperation.

"Raghu, why won't you believe me? I didn't cheat on you! Madhav was my fiancé before I met you, but I never loved him like I love you. I would never betray you like that."

"You're mine. I won't let anyone take you away from me. I want to consume you, to make you a part of me."

He sat down, pulling me onto his lap, his long hair sticking to my shoulder as he buried his face in the crook of my neck.

I felt his hot breath on my skin, his tears mingling with mine.

"Why do you keep pushing me away,jaan?" he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. "I love you, but you're always trying to leave me."

I tried to explain, to make him understand, but he just held me tighter.

"Raghav, please listen to me," I begged, trying to reason with him.

But he just shook his head, his eyes closed, his face contorted in pain.

"I can't lose you. I won't survive without you."

"I'm not going anywhere," I said, trying to soothe him.

"I love you, but you have to trust me. You have to believe me."

He looked up at me, his eyes searching mine.

For a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of understanding.But then, his face hardened, his eyes flashing with anger.

"I don't know if I can trust you,woman" he said, his voice cold. "But I know I won't let you go."His face twisted in a snarl as he spat, "You can take pain but you cannot see anyone suffering right?I will teach you a bitter lesson."

He dragged me to a room that made my blood run cold.

The stench of blood and decay filled my nostrils, and I gagged.

Skeleton parts hung from the walls, and chains dangled from the ceiling like macabre decorations.

He tied me to a chair in the center of the room, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic light.

He inserted a CD into a TV in the corner, and a video began to play.

I watched in horror. He tortured person after person, each scene more gruesome than the last.

He gouged out eyes, tore flesh with his teeth, and laughed as his victims screamed.

"You called me a monster,jaan?" he sneered. "Even a monster is an angel compared to me."

I couldn't take it anymore.

I covered my eyes, but he forced me to watch.

I started to tremble, my body shaking uncontrollably. The videos were too much to bear.

I felt a panic attack rising up, my breath coming in short gasps.

I tried to scream, but my voice was hoarse. My vision blurred, and I felt myself falling.

Everything went black as I fainted onto the cold, hard floor.

.

.

.

.

I woke up to the sweet sound of birds chirping outside my window.

I was in Ranveer's house, a place that had become my safe haven after that traumatic night.

I had been unconscious for hours, and he had come to my rescue, nursing me back to health.

Taming the beast: A Predatory Marriage🔞Where stories live. Discover now