He stepped forward, closing the distance between us in a single stride.
"I am the man who has your father," he said, a cruel smile twisting his lips.
"And I have a proposition for you. Sign this contract, and you can have him back. Refuse, and he dies."
"What do you want me to do?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
He handed me a sheet of paper, and I scanned it quickly. It was a contract, one that bound me to be his whore for the next year.
I felt my stomach turn at the thought, but I knew I had no choice. I had to save my father.
"Fine," I said. "I'll sign it."
He smiled, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. "Good girl," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Now, before we seal the deal, there's something you need to do.
Bow down and lick the spit off my shoes if you really want to see him alive."I hesitated for a moment, but the sight of my father's love, sacrifices, most importantly his protection were enough to spur me into action.
I dropped to my knees and began to lick the dirt and grime from his shoes, my heart heavy was with shame.
And as I did, he laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that made my blood run cold.
"That's it, whore," he taunted, remember you are my slave for the next one year and I'm your master, disobey me and your whole family will face the consequences.
I will make them suffer more, I mean whatever I say.
And through it all, I could do nothing but comply, my desperation to save my father, my mother and my little brother overpowering my pride.
"Welcome to your new life, whore," he said, his voice dripping with contempt. "I hope you're ready to serve me well."
I nodded, my eyes filled with tears. I would do anything to save my father, even if it meant sacrificing my own dignity and self-respect.
"Good girl," the man sneered. "Now get out of here, before I change my mind.
But even as I walked away from the office, I knew that I would do it all again if it meant keeping my father and loved ones safe. I would sacrifice my own dignity and self-respect a thousand times over, if it meant keeping the ones I loved out of harm's way.
Tropes
Agegap
BDSM
Control
Contract
Degradation
Non Con sex
Physical Abuse
Rape
It's not a romance story. It's based on Dark themes.
For those who are not comfortable with mature themes. Don't read it please.Characters
Vardhan Agnihotri
a 35 year old man who is going to be CM of Maharashtra. By profession he is CEO of Agnihotri Industries. An egoistic, dominant & powerful man who thinks everyone is his shoes's dirt whom he can bend according to his will.
Ruhanika Verma
a 20 year old middle class girl. By profession, she is a law student, passionate about being an attorney and fight for poors. She is a humble, kind and well respected girl.
Aarya Diwan
a 33 year old lady, ex wife of Vardhan. By profession, she is Co CEO in Diwan's group, currently living in the USA with her son. A well respected and powerful lady.
Raghav Agnihotri
He is a 4 year old child. Son of Vardhan Agnihotri and Aarya Diwan. Living with his mother in the USA.
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Rage 18+
RomanceA dark story of power, control and revenge between a young girl and the politician. Note: This story is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only.