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Third Person’s POV
“no.. No plz no more sir.” She begged with her quivering voice but to no avail.
“Mayra I told you to not open your mouth. Didn’t I princess?” he asked her menacingly while using her for his own pleasure.
“Please…” it didn’t matter anymore except that her every request was answered by slaps or abuses or him trying his best to make it more painful that it already is.
He closed his eyes and sighed. Looked down at the book in his hand and closed them. He couldn’t read anymore.
No matter how many times he read everything it still felt fresh. Every single time he felt disgusted by his own self.
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Samaira was excited for her convocation day. She was having hard time containing her excitement at bay. She already tried so many dresses and makeups but still wasn’t satisfied.
It was around 8 pm when Hitesh came back from office. He regretted it the moment he entered in the house. The whole place was a mess.
Her makeup experimental pastes were everywhere even on the sofa. Her sandals were lying carelessly on floor as if she was trying them and left them.
Whole drawing room looked messy. Empty coffee cups were left along with the half eaten pizza and God knows whatever she ordered.
He was sure he didn’t had any kind of OCD but this mess spiked up his anger. He was already a bit frustrated due to his office works and now this mess worked as fuel to the fire.
He shouted for her angrily however she didn’t replied. He moved to their now shared bedroom and halted once again. It looked like a tornado occurred here.
“SAMAIRA” he yelled for her. There she came looking like an actual ghost. She was wearing some kind of mask on her face and her hair was rolled up or balled up he didn’t cared.
“What the hell is all this?” he once again shouted. She kept a hand on her ear and looked up at him beneath her face mask.
“Don’t scream, I was just getting ready.” She spoke with all the innocence she could muster in her expressions.
“First of all don’t even think that I’ll buy your innocent act. Second go and take a bath and clean everything within 2 hours.” He said with finality in his tone.
“But Hiteshshsh…”
“No buts Samaira. You know I don’t like mess so clean it up now.” He said and turned back to leave her to do as instructed.
“If I clean this then promise me you will cook dinner for me” she spoke while moving forward to pick up dresses on the bed.
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Prostitute's Fate
RomanceReyansh Malhotra He is all a girl can dream of with good looks to money. He is rude to every one but not to his loves. Girls throws themselves on him but he promised himself that he will never cheat to his love his angel. Samaira She is a girl with...
