Shattered Hearts: A Journey Through Darkness and Redemption

[7] Beginning of Obsession

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Aadarsh POV

As I walked away from the room, my mind was consumed by thoughts of one person.

My wife.

Her every reaction replayed in my mind:

The way her body responded to my touch.

The way she looked into my eyes with her beautiful baby blue eyes, how she breathed erratically, and flushed under me, and her soothing voice.

Mann.

It was all so mesmerizing and intoxicating, that I found myself yearning to hold her close to me, and to lose myself in her eyes, and to savor every moment we shared.

The food she prepared today, I knew it was all a charade.

Her attempt to get closer to me, to learn my secrets.

It was clever, but she shouldn't have let me feel the emotions she stirred within me-

Emotions I had long yearned for all my life...but never got to experience.

So, I had to show her what happens when someone tries to mess with me.

A little game of teasing seemed like the perfect way to do it, and it worked exactly as I intended.

But what disturbed me most was my own reaction.

I should have felt a sense of satisfaction, a triumph in the power I held over her.

Instead, I found myself wanting - not just her submission, but something deeper and more real.

I wanted her to respond to me, feel me, and look at me not out of fear or hatred, but with genuine emotion, like how a wife sees her husband.

I wanted her to let down the shield she had built and allow me in, even if just for a moment.

But why?

Why am I feeling all these?

When I've shutdown everything ?

Every emotion that made me feel vulnerable.

Initially I felt it could be the guilt of how I married her and dragged her into my cruel world.

But no, there was something more...something even I couldn't name...but what could it be?

I spent the night in my office, unable to sleep, my thoughts consumed by her.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her beautiful angelic face, felt her touch, and heard her soothing voice.

It was maddening, I don't know what this feeling is..but whatever it is...I needed to control it, to push it down before it consumed me completely.

But even as I told myself this, I knew it was too late.

She was in my every thought, every breath and every beat of my heart...making herself an inescapable part of my existence.

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It was around eight in the morning when I returned home, My mind still clouded with thoughts of my sweet little wife.

As I stepped inside, I noticed the quiet of the house, the soft rays of the morning sun filtering through the windows, casting a warm glow on everything.

And then, as if the universe was playing a cruel game with me.

She had just stepped out of the room, her figure gracefully moving into the morning light.