Violent love | Adiya

11

I know it's after a long fucking time, apologies :)

Here is the chapter!

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Walking right inside the room Zoya quickly digs up her night gown before rushing into the bathroom slamming the door shut. With heavy breathes she stands right infront of the mirror watching herself in the reflection.

Her hair is styled as usual, her saree clinging to her like a second skin with her matching bangles. Her eyes follow her own frame before landing on her mangalsutra around her neck. She grabs it clutching it tightly in her fist as he stares at her ownself, eyes pink with unshedded tears.

She wants to roar, scream, shout and cry, cry till there are no tears left. But she doesn't because the fire inside her is not of sadness but is mixed with jealousy.

Aditya's smiling face, the one she yearns to see was on full display tonight. And she wanted to be happy for it, she really did. But knowing she wasn't the reason stabbed her heart,crushed it.

The whole dinner felt like a punishment to make her feel more pathetic than she is already. And Aditya's behavior was making her angry.

She wanted to rip the mangalsutra out, wanted to watch the beads falling across the floor just like her life has fallen apart. But all she do was let her arm limp on her side not having the strength to go through it.

Not only because her heart gave out at the last minute but also she knows Aditya will have a fit if he finds out.

She pushes down her saree changing into the night clothes while cursing herself for caring about him. The Monster she has fallen in love with.

Marching down she doesn't look into the office like she usually does. She really doesn't want to know what he is doing at the moment.

Oh she is done.

Sneha's laugh at the restaurant and her hand on her man had sent fire inside her. She wanted to do nothing but rip that bitch's hand off.

"Ma'am, do you need anything?"

"No, thank you. It's late, you can go to sleep"

"OH okay"

Her stomach grumbled as she had hardly eaten anything, her kind boycotting the reality and focusing on both of them. She even had tuned out their conversation at the table and she wasn't even concerned. Anyways, Aditya will shout orders at her later so it wasn't like she was missing anything.

He likes to do that to her every time when they would have a big project. Even if she would already know anything. It was useless to make him understand.

She bent forward looking inside the refrigerator for some food. Seeing few ingredients that would make an eatable sandwich she nodded in silence.

For the next five minutes she roamed around the kitchen taking out all the things needed for her sandwich. Her anger boiling as she replayed the entire evening in her mind.

"Bloody bitch!" she started mumbling as she slammed the breads on the plate from the packet. The whole dinner Aditya was more than ready to talk whereas here she could only manage to get few words from him, that too if she was lucky then they wouldn't be consisted of hun scolding her.

"Doesn't have sense " she kept on going as anger rose in her at Sneha who kept on being cozy, knowing she was there too.

"Holding my man, like that" she rambled as she prepared her meal, pointing the knife in her hand up as she continued "And Aditya! How dare he?!"