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Aarohi descended the stairs cautiously, each step measured and slow, her heart pounding with a mix of dread and reluctance.
The usually comforting creak of the wooden steps now seemed amplified in the oppressive silence of the house.
As she rounded the corner into the dining room, her worst fears materialized.
There, sitting with an air of unapproachable authority at the dining table, was the MSN she loathed the most.
His stern gaze locked onto her, and he made no attempt to conceal his displeasure at her arrival.
He straightened in his chair, the flicker of a scowl passing over his face as he gestured for her to come closer.
"Aarohi," he called, his voice a cold command rather than an invitation. "Come here."
Swallowing her trepidation, Aarohi approached him, every step feeling like a mile.
She stopped just short of his chair, trying to muster the courage to defy him.
"Sit on my lap," he instructed with a tone that brooked no argument.
She shook her head vehemently, her resolve hardening against his command.
The space between them seemed to crackle with tension as his anger flared. His eyes narrowed into a glare that could freeze the air around him.
"Will you not?" he demanded again, his voice now edged with menace.
Aarohi's voice was barely a whisper as she repeated her refusal, "No."
The word felt like a lifeline, but it was quickly severed when he seized her arm with a grip that was both firm and possessive.
He pulled her towards him and, with an authoritative motion, guided her to sit on his lap.
Her stomach churned with a nauseating mix of anger and disgust as she settled onto him, feeling his body press against hers in an unwanted embrace.
He began to feed her with deliberate care, his hands showing an unnerving gentleness that contrasted sharply with his earlier anger.
Each bite was a reminder of her powerlessness, and the food, meant to nourish, only seemed to deepen her discomfort.
As he offered compliments between bites, his words felt like a cruel mockery.
"You look lovely tonight, Aarohi," he said, though his tone was laced with a possessive pride that made her skin crawl.
She fought to keep her composure, but every word he spoke only served to heighten her sense of violation.
Unable to tolerate the situation any longer, Aarohi pushed away from him, her voice trembling as she said,
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