From ashes to crown: A Story of Redemption And Love

chapter 9

Maya's father, still consumed by anger and concern for his reputation, turned to her mother with a sinister request. "Make sure she doesn't get pregnant," he growled. "We can't have this scandal ruining our family's name."

Maya's grandmother, cowed by her son's anger, nodded silently. She knew what he was implying - a forced abortion, or worse.

Maya's grandmother, ever the traditionalist, chimed in with her own twisted solution. "We need to get her treated," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "No one will marry her if she's not a virgin. It's a shame, a stain on our family's honor."

Vikrant, the cunning businessman and mafia don, saw an opportunity in Maya's suffering. He wanted her to marry a wealthy businessman, someone who could further his own interests. He began making arrangements, ignoring Maya's trauma and pain.

Soon, they took Maya home, not to comfort her or help her heal, but to hide her away from the world. They locked her in her room, a prisoner in her own home, and began making plans for her future - a future that didn't include her own happiness or well-being.

Maya, meanwhile, was lost in a world of pain and fear. She couldn't escape the memories of that fateful night, or the shame and guilt that her family had thrust upon her. She felt like she was drowning, suffocating under the weight of their expectations and cruelty.

In a twisted attempt to restore Maya's "purity," her grandmother concocted a cruel and harmful remedy. With a menacing gleam in her eye, she forced Maya to endure a torturous ritual, inflicting unbearable pain and agony.

Maya's screams were met with her grandmother's cold, heartless words: "You should have thought of this before you let him defile you."

As Maya writhed in anguish, her grandmother's words cut deeper than the physical pain. The trauma and shame were etched into Maya's soul, a constant reminder of her family's cruelty and disregard for her well-being.

This horrific act of violence and abuse only served to further shatter Maya's already fragile spirit, leaving her to face a bleak future, forever scarred by the brutality of those who claimed to love her.

One day, when Maya was alone, her uncle saw his chance. He snuck into her room, his eyes filled with lust, and forced himself on her. Maya cried out in pain and terror, but her uncle silenced her with a hand over her mouth.

Afterwards, Maya ran to her father, tears streaming down her face. "Father, please help me," she begged. "Uncle did something terrible to me."

But her uncle was prepared. He showed Maya's father a photo of Rahul and Maya kissing, taken without their knowledge or consent. "She's a liar," her uncle sneered. "She's been with this boy, and now she's trying to accuse me of something I didn't do."

Maya's father, blinded by his own cruelty and desire to control, believed his brother's lies. "You're a shame to our family, Maya," he spat. "You'll do as we say, or face the consequences."

Maya's world crumbled around her. She was trapped, alone and adrift, with no one to turn to. Her father's words cut deep, and she knew she had to escape, or risk losing herself forever.

Maya's father, determined to crush her spirit and control her life, arranged a marriage for her with a man named Raj. Raj was twice Maya's age, a wealthy businessman with a cruel reputation.

Maya was horrified when she met Raj, his lecherous gaze making her skin crawl. She begged her father to reconsider, but he was unmoved.

"You'll do as I say, Maya," he growled. "You'll marry Raj and obey him. You'll never disobey me again."

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The wedding was a nightmare, Maya's heart heavy with despair as she exchanged vows with a man she didn't love. Raj's touch made her skin crawl, and she knew she was trapped in a living hell.

As they left the wedding hall, Raj's hand on her arm, Maya saw Rahul in the crowd, his eyes filled with tears and regret. She knew she'd never see him again, and her heart broke into a million pieces.

Raj's grip on her arm tightened, and Maya knew she had to escape, or risk losing herself forever. But where could she go? Her family had abandoned her, and she was alone in the world.

On their wedding night, Maya's nightmare became reality. Raj's face twisted in a cruel smile as he looked at her with contempt.

"You're nothing but a mere object to me, Maya," he sneered. "A trophy to show off to my friends and family. You'll do as I say, when I say it."

Maya trembled with fear as Raj's words cut deep. She tried to reason with him, but he was beyond reason.

As he approached her, his eyes filled with lust, Maya knew she had to act fast. She tried to push him away, but he was too strong.

"You're my wife now, Maya," he growled, his breath hot on her face. "You'll obey me, no matter what."

Maya's heart raced as Raj tried to force himself on her. She felt like she was living the same nightmare all over again, trapped and helpless.

But then, something inside Maya snapped. She remembered the pain and trauma she had endured before, and she knew she couldn't let it happen again.

With a surge of adrenaline, Maya fought back, pushing Raj away with all her might. She knew she had to escape, no matter what it took.