Broken By Love [COMPLETED]

Chapter 2

Mature and sensitive content ahead. Reader's discretion is advised.

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Sikha

Terrified of what he might do, I sit on the bed and try to climb down, but he walks to me and holds my arms.

"You will remain on the bed, Sikha," he says, tightening his hold on my arm.

"It... huu...rrrtsss," I hiss due to pain and try to take his hand off my arm, but his clutch tightens as he brings his face closer to mine.

"This is only the beginning, my not-so-innocent wife. You will have to endure so much more. You deserve this punishment, after all. Your evil deeds are responsible for the situation you are in." He holds the strap on my dress and pulls it forcefully, ripping it.

"Nn..oo, please, I... I didn't dd..oo anything. I..it was bee..ccau...ssee of Anjali--" I try to explain to him but stop talking when he leaves my arm and grabs my hair tightly, yanking it backward with such force that I feel sharp pain over my scalp.

"Don't you dare, Sikha. Don't you dare take my sister's name with your filthy mouth. That night, all the pieces of evidence showed us what a complete filth you are. Do you know what the girls like you are called? They are called dirty whore," he says to me, and I look at him in disbelief.

"Dhruv, pl.lleaasse lis..listen to me," I whisper and see his hard eyes soften momentarily.

Gaining strength from his soft eyes looking at me with something I cannot decipher, I start speaking, wanting to tell him everything.

"I did not do anything, Dhruv. Nothing was my fault. That man manipulated me. I did not want to cause trouble in Priya's marriage and this household, so I kept quiet.

"That night, when Anjali came to my room, she--" I abruptly stopped speaking because the sharp sting in my cheek due to his slap rendered me speechless.

Looking at him, I can only see fury itched all over his face, and his eyes are the darkest I have ever seen.

"I told you not to take my sister's name, didn't I? And from this moment on, you will not take my name too. You will call me Sir starting this very second. Do you understand?" He looks at me sternly.

The next moment, a painful hiss escapes my mouth as he clutches my neck, squeezing it tightly.

He continues squeezing until I start to struggle, unable to breathe.

I tap on his hand several times and plead with my teary eyes for him to leave my neck, but he does not relent.

Finally, when I think I am about to pass out, he lets me go, and I fall to the floor, coughing and taking gulps of breaths.

"When I ask you a question, I expect a verbal answer. If you repeat this same mistake the next time, your punishment will be harsher. Do you understand?" He asks me.

"Yy..eesss, I... I understand," I reply immediately, not wanting to get any punishment.

"Good. Now stand up, strip, and sit on the bed. I will take a shower and join you in a few minutes," Dhruv says, and I feel chilled to the bones as I realize his intention.

"Dhru--" I start but stop as he glares at me.

Understanding why he is looking at me that way, I correct my mistake.

"Ss..Sir, ppll..easse, it...it still pains down there. I... I won't bb..ee able to--" I stop, hoping he will understand.

He smiles at me, and for a moment, I feel that he really understood me and my pain.