Kavyanjali: His Unexpected Bride ( Battle Between Love And Revenge -1)

♡Prologue♡

'Anokhi, you have made the biggest mistake of your life; welcome to your hell. I will make sure that I will make you live dead." Vivan's whisper was enough to tremble her whole body. 

With that, he grabbed her hand and dragged her around the holy fire with himself; at each round, he made promises that he would definitely ruin her.

He was practically dragging her around; they were both forcefully doing this marriage; neither he was interested nor was she, but yet they get tied by the holy knot of marriage. 

He forcefully made her to complete the whole sat pheras, then he looked at the priest, who was puzzled by the act of vivan. The whole mandap was full of Chao's and the laughter of the elders, but two of those were completely into their minds, ignoring their surroundings. 

'Y...you.. can fill vermilion in her partition and knote the mangalsutra around her neck,' the priest said with a shudder, looking at Anokhi, who's body trembling under his gaze, feeling pity. It seems like he knew that Avinash was not interested in marriage.

Anokhi was wearing a veil on her head, making sure her face was hidden. "Brides face should not be seen by husbands before marriage, the princess said. Vivan took a pinch of vermilion in his two fingers and filled it in her hair part without opening her veil. He took mangalsutra and moved closer to her neck so that he could toe it; others' thought so, but it was not his intention.

Anokhi closed her eyes, feeling extremely disguised seeing him so close.

' This mangalsutra is the sin of our marriage and your hell.' His words sounded like a thunderstrike, maybe more like that in her ears. Her fist became harder on her leg. Soon she felt relief as he moved backwards. 

'You both are now husband and wife legally, the priest exclaimed, and Anokhi felt not in her stomach that she was going to face the  devil. Throughou, throughout she also has anger issues, but not like Vivan. 

Anokhi felt relief as she was wearing Veil, so her parents were not aware of how miserable her condition was. Her eyes became puffy as she was crying for the whole day. She felt a drop of tears on her wrist, and with that, she came back to reality. 

Anokhi saw her newlywed husband talking with guests nicely seated beside her. One by one, everyone had visited them, wishing them a good married life.

Vivan was burning inside. He killed Anokhi in his mind how many times God knows. They both walk towards their elders and bend down to touch their feet.

After that Vidai ceremony began, Vivan rushed towards the car, leaving Anokhi alone. Her parents come to hug her, but she refuses them and proceeds towards her dadi, having ocean in her eyes. She hugged her, and Dadi also patted her back. 

With lots of courage, she headed towards the car without giving a glance to her parents. She settled down in the car beside her husband.

She was quite everything was alright until Vivian spokeHope out' in the middle of the route and this late hour. Anokhi looked at him through the veil in disbelief—is this the same Vivan she knew? 

"I said Hope out," Vivian roared, and this time he was totally out of his mind because of the sudden loud voice of his sheflinching badly.

Without thinking, she hoped out of the car and turned towards it, only to see how her husband left her alone at night. She saw the car until it disappeared.

She knows it's not even the beginning of her miserable life, and with that, she started to walk with heavy lehenga and jewellery.

It takes two hours to reach the mansion. 

Where her in-law's was waiting for her with Thali. She was not even able to stand as she was holding the door for support she wanted to enter when Vivan's voice roared in the hall. 

''Don't you dare to step in without completing rituals." Vivan hissed his mom look at him in disbelief and said 

"First you put her life in danger, leaving her alone on the road at this late and making her walk to reach here," she took a breath and was about to speak when her husband interrupted, saying, "AAnd now she is not even able to stand on her legs. What did you get after doing this?" 

"Satisfaction," Vivian replies shamelessly.

His face turned away as he felt a slap on his face. He looked at him surprised and turned towards Anokhi, who was badly limping.

''Anokhi, you have not even entered my life, and you make my own parents against me, such as...'' He felt another slap, but this time it was his mom. 

''Get the hell out of here,'' his mom said and jerked him. Vivian went to the kitchen, and everyone looked at him like they didn't believe what they had seen. 

His mother came towards Anokhi to do her arti rituals as fast as she could seeing her condition. Then she told her to kick the rice full glass by her right leg and to complete Grooh pravesh. With lots of pain she felt in her legs, she completed her ritual, and she collapsed on the ground. Her mother-in-law managed to hold her.

''Listen, you need to deepen your legs into this red water in thali and print them on white cloth spread on the floor.'' She nodded and did as she said, and then Vivian entered between this and threw glass on the entrance, shattering into pieces. 

Anokhi unknowingly stepped on them and screamed left from her throat. Everyone rushed to her, and then the white cloth drained with her blood. 

They make her sit on the couch. Her mother-in-law instructed her younger sister to bring first aid. Everyone was disappointed by his act. His father glared at him, angry peeping from his eyes, and his mother looked at him. "If you have done what you want, then leave with this face of yours," she yelled as she saw Anokhi's condition. 

"I will, but she would too," and everyone gasped. They hurriedly looked at Anokhi's figure, trembling badly. Without wasting time, Vivian held her in bridal style; his mother rushed to stop him, but he was left right behind. 

Anokhi was in his embrace; she did not dare to stop him; he opened the door by kick and bounced her on the bed.. He hurriedly locked the door and moved towards the bed step by step as he was near her.

He pinned her to the headboard. "You badly want to become my wife. Nahh, now complete your duty as a good wife." Anokhi was shocked; her body didn't dare to move. He placed his hand on her ankle. Anokhi was observing his each action. He pinched her ankle; a small hiss left from her throat, but she covered it with her palm.

"Anokhi, as your name suggests, your married life will also not like another girl." He whispered in her ear, her hands were on her lap, and she fist lehenga in her hands.

Saying this, he grabbed the edge of her veil, and in second's it was in the air, following on the floor

.

When he saw her face...

He moved back by his place.