Biya POV :
"I know you enjoyed the party and talking with my cousin brother like you both are a couple. How many times I have to tell you I have my reputation slut do not be with others in public." He said to me making my eyes teary. Slut! Really! I do not have any affairs. I am those type of girls who do not believe in boyfriend relationship.
"Oh really I am a slut than what you are? Leaving me in an unknown party and sticking with a plastic doll."I replied with anger still evident.
"Do not call her that she is way better than you and now I can see why you are flirting with my brother just to get attention of me." He said with a grin.
"You know what ? your brother is way handsome than you. I do not need to get your attention by talking.." He slaped me really hard .
"Shutup! You slut maid he is my couzin brother and you are his bhabhi (brother's wife) be in your limit."
Harshly he griped my hair and leans me forward until his forehead touches mine. Tears dripping from my eyes and my throat went dry. And he starts using me again and I feel like useless person and wants to die.
Why in the world I always being used to extinguish his fire. Is really I am worthless?
He just left me in his room after using me, I shouldn't be in this world I don't belong here..
Normal Person POV:
After he left she is in a crying spell. She does not know why his words hurt that much? She needs someone to cheerish her, love her , show care for her.
She change her mind regarding him. She is gonna be brave. But all she is doing opposite, she stops praying and asking for betterment. She is going into the darkness where she needs support.
Her caller tune brings her from the trance state.She check her phone showing unknown number. She thought may be its her relative. She picks up the call.
On the other side a very engertic Hi she recived. She doesnot recognize the voice.
"Hey! Bhabs you easily forget about me. Thats not fair." He said
"Who?" She replied still not recognising the person.
"Jahan Sikander your husband cousin brother." He replied
"Ooh! Why did you call?" She replied in an irritated tone. She does not want to talk with anyone.
Biya POV :
I do not want to talk with anyone especially not with him because he is jerk brother both are same. There are not two different persons.
I just ask him why did he call. I insult him in every way. Yet he is talking with me. Cheerish my mood. May be he is way better than Ayaan.
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Married To A Rich Jerk
Spiritual"Biya I am married to you because of the business proposal you do not have any rights on me from now on and now leave my room ." I do not believe he just used me and now throwing me out. "Get out !" Ayaan said. I just can't hold my anger and tears a...
