Aryan's Lethal Obsession

Adah

Shame, disgrace, and disgust.

These were the emotions I had been carrying over my shoulders since the day Aryan sent me back. Every night I cry, but the stain of what I had done that day didn't wash away. On top of that, the sadness I witnessed on Matt and June's faces made me feel misery. They didn't even know the reason for my abrupt departure, and the shock on their faces was deeply engraved in my mind.

What would I tell them why I was leaving?

In my hysteria, I couldn't even say a proper goodbye to them. I was afraid, but this time it wasn't because of Aryan but because I was no longer in my damn control. My own shadow frightened me.

I don't know what took over me that day, and till today, I can't think of any logical reason why I let him touch me. A tear fell from my eyes when the memory of me withering beneath him flashed before me. I clutch my ears shut when my shameless moans ring in my ear.

"They are here, Adah," Mom informed me from outside my room.

"I-In a minute," I cover my mouth to hide my sob.

I have gravely disappointed my parents. They have sent me assuming it was because of my work and trusted me blindly. In return, what did I do? I let my captor kiss me, touch me where no man had ever touched, and let his mouth everywhere on my body. I couldn't help but shudder in disgust. No matter how much I tried to think, it was all my fault. He did stop me but overwhelmed with the fluttering inside my stomach and the intense attraction to his touch, I forgot to resist.

No matter how much I tried to blame him for keeping me captive in the villa and manipulating me, a voice inside me always reminded me I didn't resist. No amount of prayer will wash away the sin I have committed, and only I was to blame for it.

Wiping the last of the tear, I fix my eye make-up and my dress. It takes a lot of effort to raise my eyes and look at myself in the mirror. I gulped and forced my eyes to remain on my face even though my inside repulsed at my reflection.

"Addy, you look beautiful," my eyes lowered automatically at Jawad's compliment.

"Thank you," I murmured, unable to meet his gaze.

He doesn't know what his elder sister has done, and if he had, he would have spit on me rather than compliment me.

The ghost of someone breathing over my shoulder made me shudder. I stumbled back when my lips tingled with his touch, and I had to clutch my dress feeling his lips over my neck.

Stop, stop, stop!

"Addy, you don't have to do it," Jawad's concerned voice made me raise my head.

"You don't have to marry Nauman because of Mom and Dad. I will help you if you don't want—"

I interrupted my brother, "I like Nauman. And I'm not doing this for Mom and Dad."

I lied.

It was the only way to repent for my sin. I have already broken their trust, and when they asked me if I would be interested in Nauman, I immediately agreed. The ghost of a black-eyed demon still haunts me, and before I lose my sanity, I decide to move on in life. And if it meant I could make my parents happy and proud of their shameless daughter, I was ready to marry even the devil.

"I don't like him. He made you quit your job."

"It wasn't him. You are giving him too much credit," I forced a chuckle

"I submitted my resignation even before our marriage was fixed."

And it was the truth. I didn't even have the guts to go to the office to put down my resignation and face Aryan again. Like a coward, I never went back to the company and only emailed my immediate resignation one week after coming back. A part of me was relieved no one contacted me from the company, but there was this nagging part that was disappointed. Before it started plaguing my sanity, I shut it, locked it, and threw its key out of my reach.