NOORADITYA ~The Interfaith Emotion..

Chap 41 - Cursed Fate!!!

LET's start without further ado.... PLEASE DON'T HATE SAUNDARYA and NEITHER ME...PLEASE...

Warning: Uncomfortable scene and slang used

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Noor's POV,

After a while I opened my blindfold and waited on the bed for him. It was dark and he didn't have lunch so I thought of bringing him dinner. Walking through the isles, I crossed 'that woman's' room, but stopped on hearing something that pricked my ears.

"Rekha, you had been sent here not to live a life but make the living life of the family miserable. You and your one-sided love for that egoistic Prince...Now listen to me carefully...no one can stop me from reducing this place into ashes...not even you nor God...I am here on the orders on King Sudarshan....You are off from your service.. get lost.. If you were my real sister I would have long killed you...But you are adopted and can't kill a favour....."

I stood there in awe and disbelief. If Rekha is her sister then she cannot be a princess. A princess will never adopt someone and then make her a sex slave.

"Yes Akka.."

I got back my senses and walked away from there. Nobody noticed, I silently entered the kitchen making sure her plan goes to the ditch.

I walked back with a dinner of three bajre ki roti and Gatte ro sabji, with a bowl of kheer. I was walking down the lanes but my mind was wandering somewhere else. I kept the dinner on the table and called out to him. A maid entered the room,

"Yuvraj has been called his Majesty, he'll be coming after a while.."

I nodded and retired into the chambers. I changed into a light green and yellow lehenga and had just exited the dressing room to see a Senadhipati Himanshu[Commander-in-chief] standing in my room. On hearing my anklets he turned around and I noticed he was hell drunk. I pulled the veil till my nose and asked,

"Senadhipati...Yuvraj is not he.."

My voice stuck in my throat on thinking that nobody can enter the room without permission. He strided towards me and held my wrist tightly and pulled me with him towards the bed.

"Ya Allah!!What the hell are you doing.."

He pushed me onto the bed while I on falling tried going upwards. He was extremely strong for me and I couldn't even stop him as he ripped the dupatta off my body.

"Stop..STOP..Please...Senadhipati..You are not in your senses..AHHHH"

A burning sensation spread across my left cheek, and my lower lip was smeared with my own blood. Rage surged through me and I couldn't help but say,

"YOU WILL REGRET THIS HIMANSHU..STOP BEF..AHHH"

He slapped my once again on the same side and pulled my hair hard, making me look at his gruesome face.

"Stop it woman....Behave like a good sl*t you are.."

Before I could react he turned me around and tore the strings off my blouse and latched his lips against my neck. I kept shouting at him to stop. He turned me around again and bit my neck harshly. I was sure he bit hard enough that I must be bleeding my now. Tears streamed through my eyes and my voice had turned hoarse due to crying and shouting. I had given up, my lower lip and the skin on my neck bleeding, the strings of my blouse open and it barely hanging on my breast. My hands roamed through the bed and it stopped on his dagger.

I picked it up and hit his head hard with its hilt. He stumbled a little and grabbing the opportunity I turned him around, holding his kurta tight I hit him again making his kurta rip due to my tight hold and his body jerk.