JAIRAJ SINGH THAKUR x INAYAT ALI KHAN
Book 3 of 'Thakurs series' 🔥
Amidst the communal chaos going on in our state, my alliance was fixed with a man who was no less than a monster for me. Our fathers fixed this marriage to preach peace, but no one...
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My haveli was getting bedecked heavily. The women danced all day, celebrating the upcoming phase of my life, but only one person was upset with all this - the bride, who was unfortunately me.
I just don't like Hamid at all. In the past three days, he tried to tease me, touch me in wrong ways, and whenever I tried to oppose him, he threatened me that he was going to be my husband soon.
Standing on the terrace, I was gazing at the public gathered before my haveli. Armaan Bhai Jaan was distributing sweets to all of them.
"May Allah protect your sister forever. May she get married to the man of her dreams. Ameen!"
An old lady blessed my brother. He closed his eyes and gazed at his palms before muttering
"Ameen!"
How do I tell them that Almighty Allah is not listening to them anymore. Their prayers are going in vain. I turned back, feeling devastated.
"Salaam Inayat mohtarma."
My breath hitched noticing Hamid standing right in front of me. His darkened gaze was ogling me shamelessly. He took a step closer to me, and my hands impromptu went behind to find a support, that was just the railing of my terrace.
"What the hell are you doing, Hamid?"
I grunted in a low voice, and pushed him. His lean body lost the balance and I tried to run, but he instantly held my wrist and twisted it behind my back, making me wince in pain.
"Anhhh!"
"This is exactly how you will moan under me after three days."
He groaned close to my ears, my eyes turned weepy instantly, feeling the ache in my heart that was transcending the pain in my twisted wrist.
Why are you doing this to me, dear Allah?
I felt like breaking down in my brother's arms, but his duties had suddenly become more important than my feelings and life.
"Leave me, Hamid. You have no idea who you are messing up with!"
I still managed to mutter though my strength and courage had vanished away anticipating my post marriage condition. He will definitely force himself on me, something I'm hell scared of.
Sex - I read smuts because I love to, but in reality I shiver even at the thought of some stranger touching me, and here I was, caged by a man whose touch I hate the most.
"Dear wife!"
He grunted, twisting my wrist further, making me whimper in pain
"Anhhhhhh!"
"Get ready to be punished. Your brother has always demeaned me. I'm going to avenge this by torturing you, sweetheart."
His words and gestures sent shivers down my spine. I wanted to run away.
