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

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Continuation of Prologue

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Rao Singh's Haveli

He opens her veil, and it flies in the air, following till the floor. He back away from his position, where Anokhi shut her eyes tightly, feeling no moment. She opens her eyes slowly just to find him nowhere. She 

quietly sit there, glancing at the door. 

Where Vivan was in ragged, he banged his fist on the wall in frustration, and his mom gasped at his act. "VVivan have you lost your mind? Why did you do that?" While grabbing his hand, she assures her younger brother to bring first aid. "Mom, I will not expect her as wife." He roared, jerking his hand. 

"Then except her as your enemy, treat her like your betrayal's," Saira said, handing first aid to Revathi. Vivan stood there with an emotionless face, slightly indicating his demon side. 

He approached the room door, which was as it was, and he left. He came inside and closed the door at his back. Anokhi was looking at him sitting in one position, like a statue. He took predatory steps towards her. 

Tension felt in the atmosphere, and in second's he was standing beside her. His actions were screaming that he was drunk. He lays on the bed looking at the mirror, which was fixed on seeling. He saw their reflection, and finally he cut silence with thunderstrike. "Do you know I was dreaming to marry your sister? Here I end up getting married to you," Vivian said with a devilish chuckle. And all of a sudden he stood up and grabbed her arm with force; he dragged her in the middle of the room.. 

Anokhi fist tightened on her lehnga; she didn't dare to look up into his eyes.

"Strip Now," Vivan groaned at her. Anokhi collapsed on his feet. "I beg you, Vivan, don't break me, please." 

"You should think about this before marriage," he said, looking into her dark Hazel eyes. 

"We are a couple now, and a couple can have it, he whispered in her ear. Anokhi was terrified; his sudden whisper made her choke on her own saliva. 

He made her look at him; her eyes were glancing tears. Hella is scared about the nightmare of her becoming true. He cupped her cheeks in his one hand while his other hand secured her waist, locking her lips in his. Her cries muffle in his lips. He was not kissing her; he was practically eating her out, biting and chewing. 

He undone her blouse hooks, which were on her back, while her front was secure from his eyesight by her dupatta. He picked her bridal style while she held his back neck. He put her on bed and threw her dupatta somewhere in the room, where she gasped at his act. She put his hand on his clothed chest, and he was hovering over her small figure. Tears continue streaming down her cheeks. 

"Stop it, Vivan.Anokhi said her voice was barely enough to hear, but Vivan was deaf over here, but her act was surely annoying him. "Anokhi, stop your act and let me enjoy my business, or else I will surely do something that will definitely not be good for your family. Then keep explaining the whole world about your innocence." Vivan whispers in her ears, sending shivers down spin. Anokhi closed her eyes tightly, clutching the duvet in her first. He placed his lips on her collarbone unknowingly, a moaned escape from her throat, "Vivvv."