The Eternal Bond: A Saga of Love and Passion

Chapter-37

It's a long chapter guys 3500+ words as there are a lot of events that took place within this one chapter.

Happy reading ✨

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Shivantika's pov~

After 3 days

Darkness

That is what I was enveloped with. I don't know how much time has went on with me being tied up in this chair and being beaten for some said mistakes I don't remember making. I know it's Kabir but he never showed his face to me except the day when I was kidnapped.

Food and water here is something I hardly get maybe once a day that too the amount of food I get hardly even satisfies a corner of my stomach.

From the first day onwards I was kept in a dark room which doesn't even consist a window for light to pass. The room is enveloped in a thick shroud of darkness, where the only sounds are the faint creaks of the wooden floorboards and the distant hum of unseen machinery. The air feels heavy, almost stifling, with a subtle hint of dampness and an earthy, musty scent. Shadows seem to dance and shift, creating an unsettling sense of movement just beyond my vision.

Maybe it was Kabir or his men

The walls, barely visible, which give off an eerie, oppressive vibe. Occasionally, a slight draft whispers through the room, sending a chill down my spine. In the far corner, a dim outline of what might be furniture looms, but it's hard to discern any details in the pervasive gloom.

Suddenly I heard someone's footsteps.
No, No, No, it must be Kabir he comes atleast once a day to beat me, with a sadistic smirk on his lips that gives me chills. As if he enjoys the pain I am going through, as if that's what he manifested for years.

Funny how one moment I was happy with my family and the next moment I am here in someone's trap getting beaten the shit out of myself.

Every inch of my body throbs with a relentless, searing pain. Bruises bloom in dark purples and sickly yellows across my skin, each touch sending a sharp jolt of agony through me. My muscles ache, stiff and swollen from the impact, making every movement a laborious effort. Breathing is shallow and labored, each inhale a struggle against the stabbing pain in my ribs. Cuts and scrapes sting, a constant, raw reminder of the violence endured. My head pounds with a dull, throbbing ache, vision occasionally blurring as waves of dizziness wash over me, probably due to weakness. The pain is all-consuming, a constant, unyielding presence that overshadows every other sensation.

I stopped crying, because I know there's no use, rather those cries gives him satisfaction and in no means I am going to give it to him, I am not weak, but he got an upper hand the moment he injected me with some sort of drug making me unconscious and weak, when I woke up half of my body was paralyzed and I don't know how much time it took for my body to turn normal.

Suddenly I felt someones hand caressing my cheek, making me snap out of my thoughts, looking up I saw kabir with no mask today.

He didn't say anything instead took out his phone and place it in a table supporting it with some boxes to keep it straight.

I guess I am getting beaten again.

"Dhruv, remember I told you I will meet you again in another video where I will fuck your wife. You see today is the day. Well I am not hiding my face anymore because apparently that won't be needed because after I will be done with your wife today she will be good as dead and even my purpose of destroying her along with your life will be fulfilled.