Kidnapped By My Gangster Husband

😈Punishing Her😈

Ranveer's Point of View:

"leave me!", she said as i held her neck tightly. 

"not so easily, my beloved.", my voice was more dangerous than anything she had ever experienced. 

i pushed her against the wall behind and pinned her to it by holding her hands against it. 

"i think you forget our initial days.", i whispered as i tightened my grip. 

"leave me.. please..", she whispered as tears ran down her eyes. oh! how much pleasure they gave me.. i felt as if somebody was putting an ointment on my old wounds. 

"Ranveer.. please..", she whispered as i immediately turned her holding her hands behind her in ap criss cross position. she cried out in pain but all my mercy seemed to have vanished suddenly. i pushed her against the wall. 

"shut your mouth!", i shouted at her in agony as she cried out. 

after a while i released her she feel to the floor. defeated. devastated. 

just the way she had when we had first met. 

"you betrayed me!", i shouted at her as she cried sitting on the floor. 

i suddenly realised that tears ran down my eyes too but they were of rage and pain. 

"why?! why did you do that to me?! you knew that i could have been given the death sentence for that but you did not care! all you wanted was to speak the truth!", i shouted at her as i felt the agony of five years coming out at once. 

"i loved you! i was ready to die just so that you would live but what did you do?! you left me to die! why?! i trusted you and you made me a joke of my trust!", i went on as my voice increased with each word. 

"sorry.. forgive me..", she whispered, still not looking up. 

"what if the judge gave me death sentence? what if i died? what would you say then? sorry. that's it?", i spat at her. 

"i hate you.", i said in my dangerous whisper. 

"i know... i know that you hate me. what i did was bad... in fact it was wicked. i do not deserve anything. you are just too good for me. i don't even deserve your hatred but even then if you want to hate me, i will not stop you from doing that.", she said in a weak voice. 

her weakness seemed to fire me with a new enthusiasm. 

i bent in front of her as i held her face up towards me so she could look at me. 

"you better regret.", i whispered at her tear - smitten her face. 

"i will. always.", she whispered back. 

"good.", i said before standing up. 

"reach my mansion as soon as possible. i like to torchuring you there.", i said as i walked out of the room with an awkward sense of victory. 

i walked back to the car and to my mansion. the press was already waiting it seemed.

- "Mr. singh, how does it feel to be out of jail?" 

- "how had you been treated?" 

questions stormed towards me as i walked into the mansion. Randhir was not there but Meera stood looking at me astonished. 

"how are you?", she asked. 

"why do you care?", i immediately shot at her, my voice had become loathful sitting in the cold jail. 

i walked up to my room to find it in perfect condition. 

i sat for a while, looking around. 

Devika arrived after a while. she looked better than the state i had left her in. 

"Gangster Queen.", i said completing my statement. 

"the way you like it.", she mumbled. 

"fine then. shut the door and windows.", i said. 

she immediately did what she was told. 

"now, strip dance in front of me.", i said with a smirk as i directly attacked her self - esteem. 

she looked up at me but i merely smirked at her. she will get what she deserves with interest. 

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