[Sequel of 'MY SUBCONSCIOUS DESIRE']
Once again, a tale of desire and respect
Once again, a tale of Rathod and family bond
A multi-couple story.
Four different people,
poles apart,
but destiny plays its role.
Two soulmates,
two stories.
One...
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"Kisse puch Kar bahar gayi thi?"
Agni asked locking the door after pushing Shriya inside the room. He turns around glaring at her.
Not getting any answer he starts taking steps towards her who takes her step back Gulping down the fear but he is fast enough to pull her by her elbow.
Shriya shut her eyes tightly and held her lower lip between her teeth to avoid making any sound that would satisfy him.
"Kuch puch raha hu, SUNAI NAHI DETA KYA!!!"
He shouted the last line at her glaring deadly whose heart was shaken hearing his loud shout just near her ear.
She can feel her leg shivering, she so wants to fight against him but has no courage,
and her hate for herself increases more thinking how pathetic she is.
But it's not that she is pathetic, any person would behave the same way in such an awful situation. (No problem Ashwin is there to remove this insecurity)
Agni held her face between his thumb and Index finger, he pulled her closer and said in a low dangerous voice
"Ek baar mai tera muh nahi khulta na... ab dekhta hu kese muh bandh rakhti hai"
He then threw her on the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt, Shriya wide her eyes and crawled back with tears streaming from her eyes.
It is wrong to get worried for your mother? It is incorrect to save your mother?
Agni pulled her feet and dragged her back to her previous place who yelped in pain.
Agni smirked getting a reaction from her and hovered over her holding her by her both wrists.
Shriya was trembling under his touch, Agni moved closer to her neck keeping his weight on her not allowing her to move.
He wanted her to beg in front of him, beg for mercy while he refused to give her that. Shriya's helpless cry is like a pleasant song to that bastard
[I feel like murdering him but then that is the work of Shriya]
"You smell freaking nice..."
He rubs his nose snuggling into her neck who cries more wriggling to get out of his thorn cage.
Her helpless cries might have reached to god's ear, so he sent Kirti (Agni's stepmother)
who was stud to see him forcing Shriya roaming his hand on her body inappropriately, who was crying and trying to say something wriggling to get out of his hold.
She runs towards him and pushes him away from her, Pulling Shriya in her arms tightly she cries at her condition.
Kirti had passed through the same situation years ago and is still going through. No one can understand Shriya's pain in the way she can.
