Mehek : The Desired One

●CHP 19

Triggered warning ⚠️
This chapter may be disturbing for many readers, but it is crucial to understanding the true nature of Anirban. Here, I delve into a mental health disorder which has a description of sexual activities,which is also illegal in india, so if this is uncomfortable for you, feel free to skip ahead.
And from this chapter, the tangled web will begin to unravel.

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"Your ring finger is pretty badly fractured," Dr. Vijay remarked, carefully setting a plaster around it.

"Dammit!" Anirban muttered, his jaw clenched.

Dr. Vijay looked at him closely. "How did you break it? Looks like it took a lot of force… almost like it was crushed." His gaze held a hint of concern, searching for an answer.

Anirban remained silent, his expression unreadable.

"Alright then, take your painkillers as prescribed," Dr. Vijay continued, standing up. "Try not to move it too much, and it should heal fine."

As Dr. Vijay gathered his things, Anirban called out, "Krishna Kaka, help Dr. Vijay with his bag and show him the way out."

Heading upstairs, Anirban muttered under his breath, "That bastard… making my life a living hell," rubbing his forehead in frustration.

"Everything was going fine… but now…" He exhaled a long, heavy breath.

Entering the room, he spotted a nearby flower vase on the table. Without a second thought, he grabbed it and hurled it at the mirror.

The vase shattered on impact, sending shards of glass scattering across the floor, mingling with the broken fragments of the mirror

There was a single refrigerator in the room, with just alcohol on its shelves.

Anirban took out a bottle of Everclear, one of the most potent liquors on the market, after opening it.

Tilting the bottle back, he used his teeth to twist off the cap, the harsh sound resonating in the calm.

Glug, glug, glug. He drank almost half the bottle in one sitting, the flaming alcohol scorching as it went down, creating a firestorm in his chest, and the sound of liquid flowing into his throat filled the air.

Reaching for the neighboring drawer, he slid into the plush cushioned chair and felt its softness envelop him. After taking out and setting aside a cigarette case, he saw a bottle of pills.

He removed one pill without thinking and dropped it into his glass of remaining alcohol.

He raised the glass once more and watched as the pill dissolved in the potent beverage before downing it all in one large rush.

He hoped it would help mask the turmoil in his head as the cocktail burned as it went down, combining hard alcohol with pain relief.

His surroundings were hazy as he staggered into the restroom next to his room.

There was a switch, out of sight to the left of the restroom, for something far darker than the light.

A place where few were ever permitted, a secret only he knew. He pressed the switch with shaking hands, and a door—the forbidden door—cracked open at the far end of the bathroom hallway.

As he took a drink of the Everclear, feeling its burn erupt in his throat, the faint light from the restroom cast spooky shadows across the entrance. After entering the secret area, he closed the door.

Only the whispers of sinister thoughts floated in the air, engulfing him like a veil of misery; no scream could break through these walls.

The room was darkened. He switched it on, and two bodies hung naked with handcuffs and ankle cuffs: one was alive, and one was dead.

Near a glass of water, he dipped his finger and sprinkled some water on one of them. “Oops… she’s dead.”Beside her, he sprinkled water again on the other one. “Soumili baby... wake up.”

“I am here to entertain you, darling.”Soumili slowly opened her eyes, exhausted from the beating and without food.

Her eyes widened in fear. Soumili tried to scream, but the black tape held her voice captive.

He leaned in and kissed the tape, whispering, “Don’t scream. Girls shouldn’t talk like that; they should keep their mouths shut.”

“If you scream like that, your dead boyfriend Priyanshu will feel very bad,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear as he leaned closer, a predatory smile creeping across his lips while his fingers brushed lightly against her trembling naked body , his tongue touched her earlob.

He caressed her cheeks, tilting her face up toward him, and said, “Good girl. Now open your eyes wide; I’m going to entertain you.”

Then he started to give in to his perverted cravings, a hunger so intense that it might make anyone's skin crawl. He was overcome with a repulsive hunger that was exacerbated by the booze in his system.

He turned his gaze to the lifeless body, a twisted smirk on his face.“You know, Soumili,” he murmured,

“just like your Priyanshu, this girl also tried to meddle in my affairs. But you know I don’t appreciate anyone interrupting my... loving life.”

He was going to full fil his lust from the dead one .

The dead, innocent girl hung limply, unaware of the horrors about to befall her. Anirban showed no mercy, not even in death.

He pulled a condom from his pocket, smirking as he muttered, “Safety first.” His face twisted into something unrecognizable, a monstrous expression that no one who knew him would ever imagine.

“Look closely, alright?” he muttered, his voice low and chilling.

With cold, planned precision, he unbuttoned his pants and put on the condom.

He put up one leg of the dead naked girl and put his things inside her in one go. "Ah!" The satisfaction on his face clearly visible .

And began ruthlessly thursting.

Dead girl was silent which she should be which he liked the most.

No human should witness such horrific acts. Soumili closed her eyes tightly, but he grabbed her face, turning it toward him. “Look at us, bitch,” he sneered.

After half an hour , his body was wet . And leave them there to die.

To be continued .

No worries—in my book, every bad action has its consequences, so I can assure you that he will get what he deserves. ☝️