Ruin Of Innocence - 🔞

Part 5 Fuk him!!

Content Warning: This scene contains graphic depictions of violence and manipulation. Reader discretion is advised.

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Ranvijay's eyes darkened as he moved closer.

“What are you doing?”

Aarohi looked at him with a mix of defiance and determination. “Ranvijay, I want to see you like this... I know you... and anyway, I'm happy to help you.”

“How do you know?!” Despite his attempts to hide it, his desire became evident. His hands found their way around her small waist, her curves accentuated under his touch.

He pulled her closer, enveloping her in a tight embrace, his lips brushing her shoulder with a slow, deliberate kiss.

Her fingers trembled as she unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the chiseled physique beneath.

She raised her hand, caressing his abs.

His eyes followed her movement, and he groaned, halting her touch.

“You don't know what you're doing!!”

Aarohi’s voice was steady. “I know exactly what I'm doing!”

Ranvijay's gaze softened momentarily. “Okay, before that, I want to show you something.”

He led her to his private room, a sanctuary for his most treasured works of art.

Aarohi’s eyes widened at the large portrait standing before her.

“Take off that cover,” he instructed.

She hesitated, and he spanked her lightly, urging her compliance.

As she removed the cover, her jaw dropped at the sight.

“What is that? Can you explain it to me?”

Ranvijay's smile was triumphant. “It's you!”

The painting depicted her nude, wrapped around him in a passionate embrace.

He admired his creation while she quickly covered it again, her cheeks burning with a mix of anger and embarrassment.

“Do you always think of me like that?”

“Yes, it's fascinating to watch... see here...” He started to explain, but she cut him off.

“You are li-”

“Remember you told me to draw you, but I never had a perfect idea of you.

You are beautiful in every way, but this one is unique. No one can see you like that... wait for me.”

“You were my brother-in-law... how w-”

Ranvijay's expression hardened. “You were mine from the beginning. Don't ruin my mood because you already know everything now.”

Aarohi’s eyes blazed with fury.

“I knew it. I know everything about your dirty secrets, Mr. Ranvijay. Stop fantasizing about me in your dirty dreams.”

She pushed him away and slapped him hard across the face.

He staggered, stunned by the sudden assault. She then turned to the paintings, destroying them in a fit of rage.

“Why did you slap me? And if you did...”

“You are a murderer, Mr. Ranvijay!”

“Honey, how could you say that? I'm good, you know that!”

“No, you're a killer, a damn murderer. You killed my sister and then my boyfriend.”

His face remained expressionless. “I did not do it!”

“How can you be so shameless? I have evidence against you...”

Ranvijay's voice remained calm. “I didn't do it; they made me do it! If they had stayed within their limits, they would have survived, but they didn't.”

Aarohi shook her head in disbelief. “I have no words for you... let the police take care of you... they are already here.”

She turned to leave, and he followed her. “You're going to sue me?”

Ranvijay laughed, exuding confidence. He knew his influence was unshakable. “So that's good.”

“Mr. Ranvijay, I thought you were my protector, but you betrayed me. You killed everyone.”

His eyes flashed dangerously as he grabbed a knife, pretending to threaten her.

She tried to stop him, but the situation quickly escalated.

The police burst into the room, and in the chaos, the knife fell to the ground with a loud thud.

They arrested Aarohi, mistaking her for the attacker, thanks to Ranvijay's manipulative setup. He played the victim card flawlessly, ensuring she was taken away in handcuffs.

Later, Ranvijay visited her in the cell. She looked at him helplessly, realizing the extent of his power and deceit.

He was a monster in an innocent guise, and she was trapped in his web.

Ranvijay whistled a sinister tune, exuding a dark aura.

“You are innocent, I know, but what everyone else knows is completely different. If you want to save yourself, listen to me and I will get you bail.”

Aarohi's voice was laced with defiance.

“As long as I'm here, there will be a storm brewing in your chest, filled with your insincerity. I don't want to ruin the fun after getting out.”

She forced a smile, her anger evident. He clenched his jaw, glaring at her.

“You are my strength. If you are happy here, I will be stronger than ever. You won't be able to hurt me.

You're a child in front of me. You only know one side of the truth... but sorry to burst your bubble, you're coming with me.

This ended an hour ago... you can't escape. Remember, everything I do is just for you... so how could I leave you here?”

Knowing the law well, he arranged for her bail even though she never asked for his help.

Once again, she found herself ensnared in his web, unable to break free from the clutches of his dark, twisted love.

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In this story, reality is described in a fictional world. The lead may be stronger than the villain, but in reality, the villain never dies. Karma, however, is a powerful force. If we can't bring justice, karma will.