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Climax
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Y/N sat on the intricately carved wooden chair in front of the dressing table, her heart racing beneath the heavy bridal attire. The shimmering red lehenga adorned with gold embroidery clung to her, but the weight of her thoughts was far heavier. Her eyes were fixed on the mirror, but it wasn't her own reflection that held her attention. It Was Aryan, standing just behind her, his presence looming like a shadow.
His gaze met hers through the mirror, and for a fleeting moment, his eyes held a softness she recognized. But then, something changed. The warmth evaporated, replaced by a cold, sinister gleam. His lips, once curved into a reassuring smile, twisted into malevolent smirk.
"Do you really think I'd marry you because fvcking I love you?" His voice started gentle, almost affectionate, but as the words sank in, his tone darkened, turning sharp and menacing.
Y/N's breath caught in her throat. The sudden shift in his demeanor sent a chill down her spine. "Arya... why are you saying this?" she asked, her voice trembling as fear began to take hold.
He bent down slowly, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Did you really forget what your so-called brother did to my Zara didi?" His voice was deep, a menacing bass that reverberated through the room.
Y/N shook her head slightly, her heart pounding. She hadn't forgotten, but she never imagined it would lead to this.
Aryan straightened, his reflection towering over her. "How could you ever think I'd love you?" he spat, his fingers tracing a slow, deliberate path from her cheek down to her neck. The light touch turned to a vice-like grip, his hand tightening around her throat just enough to remind her of the control he had. "I could kill you right here, right now," he hissed, his voice low and dangerous, "and take my revenge on your brother."
Y/N froze, her body paralyzed with terror. She could barely breathe, her pulse racing beneath his hand.
But then his other hand moved, slipping beneath the layers of her lehenga, his cold fingers brushing against the bare skin of her waist. The sensation sent a jolt through her, and instinctively, she clenched her fists around the fabric, trying to shield herself from his touch.
Aryan's fingers traced over her skin, the touch light yet possessive, as if he was savoring his power over her. "But I won't kill you," he murmured, his voice laced with cruelty. "No, I have something far worse planned. I'll make sure your brother sees you... sees what I've turned you into. I'll make sure his soul is shattered when he sees the condition I leave you in."
His grip on her neck tightened, cutting off her air. Y/N gasped, her hands flying to his arm, clawing desperately at him in a futile attempt to break free. The more she struggled, the more he squeezed, until her vision blurred and darkness crept in at the edges.
Just as she was on the verge of passing out, he released her neck with a sudden, harsh jerk. Y/N collapsed forward, her hands gripping the edge of the dressing table as she gasped for air, her chest heaving with the effort. Her face was flushed, her eyes wide with shock and fear.
Aryan wrapped both arms around her waist, pulling her back against him. His chin rested on her shoulder, his breath hot against her ear. She could see his reflection in the mirror -his expression cold and detached, with a cruel smirk playing on his lips.
Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes, blurring her vision as she looked at the man she once trusted. Her mind raced with regret, and her brother's Warnings echoed in her thoughts, haunting her. How had she been so blind? How could she have chosen this man as her husband?
In that moment, Y/N realized the full extent of her mistake. She had married a monster, not out of love, but out of vengeance. And now, she was trapped in a nightmare with no escape.
Aryan's arms still wrapped around Y/N's waist, he slowly lifted his chin from her shoulder. His gaze drifted down to the delicate necklace that rested against her neck, the gold chain catching the dim light of the room. The pendant, a symbol of their union, now felt like a shackle around her throat.
With an eerie calmness, he reached up, his fingers brushing against her skin as he grasped the chain. Y/N flinched at the touch, her breath catching as she felt his fingers slide under the necklace. He tugged lightly, testing its resistance, before his grip tightened.
“Do you really think this means anything to me?” he murmured, his voice dripping with contempt. Slowly, deliberately, he unhooked the clasp, his fingers brushing her nape as he did so. The necklace fell away, sliding off her skin with a soft, metallic sound, and Aryan held it up in front of her face, letting her see the fragile chain dangling between his fingers.
Y/N’s eyes were fixed on the mirror, watching as the last symbol of their bond was stripped away. The weight of the necklace was gone, but the heaviness in her chest remained, growing with every second.
Aryan leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. “You’re nothing more than a pawn in my game, Y/N,” he whispered coldly. He dangled the necklace in front of her, before letting it drop onto the dressing table with a faint clink. “And now, you’re completely at my mercy.”
Y/N stared at the reflection of the necklace lying lifeless on the table, the reality of her situation sinking in. She had lost more than just a piece of jewelry—she had lost everything.
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What Will Happen Next?
Y/N's sweet, loving boyfriend has revealed himself as a bitter, vengeful husband. What terrible thing did her brother do to Zara that has driven Aryan to this point? Will Aryan discover the truth, or will he continue to torment Y/N, blinded by his desire for revenge? Can Y/N prove her brother's innocence, or will Aryan's relentless cruelty push her to the point of hating him, regretting the life-altering decision she made? The answers to these questions will determine the fate of Y/N and whether she can survive the nightmare she now finds herself in.
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