A Loveless Alliance

Chapter-22 [Fire]

MYRA'S POV

"Don't you dare to cut the call. At Least let me congratulate you for your wedding."

The official confirmation of our engagement was published a day after Poonam's birthday. It had only been around 3 days and this man called me after all these years, to play one of his dirty tricks? Even the mere idea of me breathing the same air as him made me want to puke.

"What do you want?"

I spatted through my gritted teeth. My pulse rode high, every blood vessel in my whole body seemed to be popping in anger. I didn't want to waste my energy on someone like him but god! He deserved every ounce of inhumane hatred from me.

"Impatient I see, Myra?"

I clenched the nearest paper, passing my fingers through it as if it were his tongue that I wanted to chop off. My name from his tongue sounded like a curse to me, a curse that could drown me in shame and self loathing.

"Mujhe apne hone vale pati se nahi milvaogi? I could give him tips on how to tame you."

I froze, my palms turned sweaty. My skin was losing touch from reality, pushing me back to that spiral I once Survived. "Tame you.." What he actually meant by Tame was, manipulate and use, that's all this man has ever done.

"What do you want now?"

I didn't bother to hide my anger, venom dripped off those words just how he deserved. Oh how I wish, I could gather the most cruel words and throw them at him so he could feel at least an ounce of the pain I did.

He let out a sinister laugh, I despised myself for how that made me shiver in fear. I dig my nails in my palm and bit my inner cheek until I could taste copper-

"Tch! It's your wedding not mine, I should send you a gift, please check your phone."

My stomach fell. The thumping in my head turned into dizziness. I could almost guess what he must have sent and god forbid, if my guess proved to be right- I don't even want to think about it.

Without hanging up, I put the call on speaker mode and removed the phone from my ear to enter the password. My fingers trembled badly as I did so. fuck! Dread washed over me as I read the notification- "New mail with 5 attachments."

It was freaking happening, my nightmare turned into reality and I couldn't breathe to save my life.

"Beautiful and hot as always, Innocent Myra."

His words were malison, a grip over my throat tight enough to choke me to death. Had I not been sitting on the chair, I would have collapsed on the floor. It hurted my eyes to even look at those pictures of me, semi-nudes!!.

When you are starving, too hungry for love or validation, you lick it off the gutter too; That's what I did.

My face wasn't visible clearly but my mind screamed that it was me and he still had access to the mistakes-no! a blunder, a sin I did years ago. Sweat beads formed on my forehead, slipping down my neck. I wish it was blood, I wish I wasn't alive to see this happening actually.

I should have asked him to delete those, heck! I should have deleted those myself but that night, I was too busy trying not to die.

"Someone's speechless huh?"

The more I heard his voice, the more my gut twisted. So I just came straight to the point.

"Kitne daam me bikega tu?"