My Perfect Life follows Alia Mehra, a 22-year-old dreamer who longs for her Prince Charming and a flawless life amidst the challenges and dangers that stand in her way. Alia, a quintessential romantic, immerses herself in fairy-tales and romance nov...
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Mature Content Ahead (Abuse, Violence and rape scene included not severe but mild).
Aliaa's POV
"Yes, and Now, I will make you like me so that not only you but Ayaan will also be disgusted with you," he evilly whispered in my ears.
My eyes widened just imagining his words and what he could do to me. His hold on me tightens and he started kissing my neck. My struggle beneath him went in vain as he was stronger than me and I was feeling dizziness because of the hit.
"Raj please... don't do this," I screamed while tears were continuously flowing from my eyes.
"Don't be afraid love. I won't hurt you. It seems like you have forgotten about our first time. When we first became one," I could feel his smirk on my skin. "Don't worry, let me remind you," he added.
Disgust, Violated, frustrated, angry, all these emotions were swirling in my head when his words register in my head. I could remember that day by the back of my mind. I never shared that information with anyone. Anyone except Ayaan. Because I never wanted to lie to him about anything.
It was a normal day when I was busy making dinner for Raj and Ishika. One month went like a year for me living with them. But I was happy that from past one week they both didn't bother me that much. Yeah, I used to receive their nasty comments and beating now and then. But it was not that much that I couldn't handle them.
But one thing which disturbed me the most was that Raj's attitude towards me. It was not like that he didn't make me work like a maid and taunted me now and then. But when we used to be alone in a room, he started to behave softly towards me. Complimenting me and talking sweetly, like before. But I thought it's his new way of troubling me and playing with my feeling and emotions.
Brushing those thoughts away, I got busy making the dinner when I felt a presence behind me. My hands froze on the spatula that I was holding for stirring the curry. The temperature of the room suddenly went cold.
And not long after, I felt hands on my waist, and then I heard his voice.
"Hello, wifey,"
It was the nickname Raj gave me after marriage. Before marriage, I used to love this nickname but now it made me feel disgusting towards him and myself for trusting and loving him.
But he never called me with this name when Ishika was around so it meant that Ishika was not around.
"Leave me," I jerked his hands away from me and stood a little far from him.
When I saw him, the first thing I noticed was his eyes which was blood red. And then I smelt alcohol in the kitchen. And instantly I realized that he was drunk.
"What happened wifey? I thought you must have missed me since you stay alone for the whole day," He started taking slow steps towards me and I backed away from him till my back reached the counter.
