The Night of Misery

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" Tum khud dress change kro gi ya mein krwaon"

(Will you change the dress by yourself or shall I make you)

" Kya btameezi hai nichay utaaren mjhy" she screamed loudly when he refused to let her go.

(What nonsense put me down)

' I will but once we get to your room ' he said in his deep firm voice making her shut her mouth within next second.

Taking her inside her room he practically threw her on the bed making her gasp at his atrocious behavior.

" Ab kro change jldi se I'm waiting here " he said pointing towards her dress and then to the walk-in closet.

(Now go change quickly I'm waiting here)

' First of all get out of my room and secondly it's up to me if I want to change or not you took me here forcefully no one asked you ' she stated angrily crossing her arms in front of her chest making him avert his gaze somewhere else.

Shut up do as I said otherwise I won't let you come like this downstairs in front of everyone, he said pinching the bridge of his nose trying to control his anger.

' You shut up who do you think you are ' she retorted back as if trying to be dominant.

Really? This is how speak to your elders, he asked narrowing his eyes at her.

She gulped a big lump of regret in her thought realizing that she has never talked to him like yet alone with anyone else making her feel extreme guilt covering her kind heart.

' I'm sorry I didn't mean to ' she mumbled an apology before walking towards the walk-in closet making him surprised at her sudden obedience.

" Acha sa dress pehn k ao nichay " he told her in his soft calm yet deep voice.

(Come downstairs wearing a nice dress)

" Mujhy nhi aana aap ja skty hain sb wait kr rhy hongy apka" she said without looking at her midway towards the closet.

(I don't want to come you can go everyone must be waiting for you)

She was about to open the closet and walked inside when he grabbed her wrist in his callous palm stopping her abruptly making her back collide with his firm mascular chest.

" Kyun nhi ana aesa Kya horha hai nichay Jo tum nahi aogi" he asked still holding her hands hot breathe from his lips touching her cold sensitive skin yet he doesn't know the effect of his words on her.

(Why don't you come, what is happening downstairs that you won't come?)

His words hurts her so badly that all she wanted to do was disappear for eternity and never come back where she always has to suffer because of her Ishq (love) for him. She knew how much she deny or console herself about him she knew she could never when deep inside her heart she was had over heels for this intimidating handsome man.

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