Returned (A Mad Father Fanfiction)

Returned (A Mad Father Fanfiction)

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Her father was crazy, mad! He turned people, real, living, breathing, people into dolls for experiment. He had killed his wife and made his assistant, Maria, lie to Aya saying it was illness. She lived there for years under the hand of a mad man. When she and Maria managed to get away, barely escaping with their lives, Dio chose to burn the mansion down. It would lift the curse; destroy all trace of mad father's existence. Dio knew for a fact once the curse was lifted he and the other dolls would be nothing but simple lifeless shells. 'I thought the curse was lifted. Once the mansion burned down... I should be dead... Is he still there? Did he not die?' These are thoughts that run through Dio's mind daily. It's been years since that day. Aya would be about Dio'd age now. He often wonders what happened to both her and Maria. A new mansion was built in the place of the old one, which no one resigns in, or so the public thinks. The "dolls" that were not killed in the fire still roam the deserted halls. When one day Aya returns, Dio is afraid. If her father was not dead, she was in danger, but if he had been killed in the fire and the curse was not lifted then Aya may be going mad herself.
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i entered my room and the scene which is in front of me was beyond my imagination. as a newly wed couple , bride is supposed to cover her face with veil for muh dikhai and groom has to undercover it and gives her muh dikhai gift. this is what i was imagining as maa told me about this ritual. But the things are totally different here, her dupatta was laying on bed, her lehnga on ground, all the jewelry were scattered on ground and their was no sign of her in room. i roamed my eyes in whole room and then to the balcony which is attached with my room and their she is. but wait- is she smoking? i went near her and what i saw was totally breathtaking. she was setting on a sofa with her legs crossed on a coffee table she didn't remove her scandals. she was wearing denim shorts and blouse which she was pairing with her lehnga which were giving me the perfect view of her sexy legs, her curves and cleavage. she was only wearing bangles, nuptial chain and waist chain as jewelry. she was looking damn hot and that cigarette between her plumpy lips was increasing the hotness on which any men can loose his control . "are you done with your eye fucking session" and with her words i was out of my thoughts. "huh?" only this is what i could say and she makes her way towards my room and after realizing deep breathing i followed her. i was too stunned with her next move. she pick up her dupatta from the floor and put it over my head just like a veil and covered my face. after few seconds she uncovered my face and said " i will make your life living hell Mr. husband and you will regret every sec of this forced marriage. this is your muh dikhai gift from your wife" and with that she left inside bathroom. ******************************************* did they just accidentally meet, or did fate have a hand in bringing them together. how their life will go when they will be unintentionally together

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