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Beneath The Emblem

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Reads 109,929
Votes 7,238
Parts 74
Time 25h 20m

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There is a kind of silence that comes just before thunder-heavy, suffocating. That was the silence in Sahastra Tripathi's heart.

He had walked away from privilege and power-for love. For Sparshika. But she wasn't Sparshika. She was Urvi. And everything he had abandoned was now burning behind him.

"What happened, Urvi? Did you forget your name or think I was a fool?"

"I... I was going to tell you-"

Two strides.

He grabbed her hair.

CRACK!

Her head slammed into the kitchen counter. Plates shattered.

She cried out, collapsing, blood gushing from her forehead.

"Sahastra ji!" she whimpered.

He yanked her back up.

SLAP! Her cheek snapped sideways. She fell again, lip split open.

"Please don't hit me..."

He pressed his shoe on her cheek, grinding it into the marble.

"You lied to me. Your name, your past-everything was a lie."

"No... I love you!"

He crouched, grabbed her face. His eyes burned.

"My father was on the brink of death... because of you."

She blinked, stunned. "What?"

"Still pretending?"

SLAP! She hit the floor again.

"I really don't know..."

He didn't let her finish. He lifted her, threw her over his shoulder, stormed into the bedroom and threw her onto the bed.

His belt came off.

He tied her wrists to the bedposts-tight, ruthless.

He crouched again, jaw clenched. "Because of you, my father is in this condition."

"You gave away his location, didn't you?"

"But too bad... he survived."

"But now he can't walk. And neither will you."

He grabbed her foot-twisted.

CRACK!

She screamed.

He smiled darkly.

"Don't stop screaming. Your pain soothes me."

He grabbed her other foot.

Twisted-slow, calculated.

Stopped just before the break. "I could break it... but not yet."

"I'll break you. And your legs. Slowly."

He stood, breath ragged. Eyes hollow.

"Just like my father can't walk... you never will."

He turned, slammed the door.

Urvi lay tied, broken, bleeding.

She could no longer tell what hurt more-her body, or her heart.All Rights Reserved

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His selfish love by love_angell20

"Lea... leave me" I stuttered taking a step back. "How can I leave you?" he said coming closer to me. "You li..lied to me," I said continued taking a step back. Fearing this man who was standing in front of me. "Amna.. love, don't do this... Come here" he said softly. But I shook my head. "You are a monster" I whisper and hit my back with the wall. He stood in front of me. "I'm your husband," he said as matter of fact. "Your not the one whom I loved and married," I said and put my hands on his chest to make some distance. "We should talk about this in the morning.." He paused and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him. "Now shall we continue what we started before I had to leave," he said with a smirk. Coming closer to my face. "Don't touch me" I hissed and he held me tightly. "Today our wedding night love, and you have no idea how much I longed for this day.. so no one can stop me now," he said and crashed his lips on me. I can't believe I love this man. No! I didn't love this man. I love my Armaan. Who was a kind and loving caring person. But this man was a cruel heartless man. And I hate him. He moved back and look at me angrily. "My love.. you have to respond," he said angrily. Unzipping my dress. *********** Amna Kareem a beautiful bubbly confident 21 years old girl. Her parents and her brothers love her way too much. She is the princess of their house. Doll made with glasses. She hated violence. Armaan Akbar. A 26 years criminal secret mafia boss. Everyone knows and fears him to the core by his name but no one sees his face as the mafia. He lives away from his family but he loved them he has an elder brother Sameer whom he loves and respects way too much. Amna and Armaan did love marriage. Before marriage, Armaan disguised himself as a kind and loving person in front of Amna. Now Armaan will do anything to keep Amna with him cause he loves her. Now let's see what will he do for his selfish love. And... His selfish revenge.

LOVE - Obsessed by _Grant_

What happens when someone gets so much obsessed with his love? To what extent would he go with his obsession??? How would he deal with his obsession? ____________ Hey there everyone! This is the Story of Ajay and His obsessed Love. Ajay Rathore , A Twenty four year old guy who was normal until he saw her. Anaya Jhawar, A Twenty two year old girl who's cheerful and does not care about anything but her family. What happens when Ajay madly falls in love with Anaya?? He could go to any extent to have her by his side whether she likes it or not! How would Anaya deal with a guy like him?? Will she be able to get rid of him or would her life be ruined because of some obsessive guy!

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☆ Ayra Kapoor was just a quiet girl with big dreams but her life shatters the day she's kidnapped by Veer Raichand, the cold and dangerous heir of a powerful mafia family. Veer believes Ayra is part of the betrayal that destroyed his family-but she has no idea what sins her father and brother have committed. In a forced marriage bound by revenge, Ayra finds herself trapped with a man who is both her captor and protector. As secrets unravel and wounds from the past resurface, the line between hate and love begins to blur. But in a world of blood ties, enemies, and obsession-can love truly survive? ---

From Debt To Desire by whoreforredflags

He tore open her blouse, his voice a dark, possessive growl. "Ab tu meri hui..." ["Now you are mine..."], "...teri har saas..." ["...your every breath..."], "...teri har dadkan..." ["...your every heartbeat..."], "...tera yeh jism..." ["...this body of yours..."], "...in sab mein bus mera haq hain." ["...in all of this, only I have the right."] Vamika stood paralyzed, a silent scream trapped in her throat. Every shred of resistance had been stripped away, leaving only the hollow shell of surrender. She was his to claim, his to break. And as his shadow fell over her, he did. Now he owned her. Completely. Can an arrogant village headman ever truly fall for the daughter of his lender-the woman he married by force? Or will his "love" remain nothing more than a dark, consuming obsession? Will Vamika remain just a pawn in his game, a collateral for debts and power... or can she become something more, something real to him? Can their marriage ever transform from a cold, calculated deal into a true union of hearts... or is it doomed to remain a cage of control and desire?

The Girl He Burned by kaayadreamwraver

"He thought she destroyed his sister's life. So he destroyed hers. But the truth was never hers to tell." Saanvi Roy never expected her kindness to cost her everything. Accused of ruining the life of a billionaire's beloved sister, she's kidnapped and forced into a loveless, brutal marriage with Ahaan Mehra-a man carved from rage and vengeance. To him, she's a liar. A manipulator. A disgrace. To her, he's her punishment for sins she never committed. But the more she suffers in silence, the more cracks begin to show in Ahaan's armor. And when the truth finally surfaces, he realizes he didn't marry a monster-he became one. And she might never love him again

Vignettes of marital love by darksarcasm_writes

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"Lea... leave me" I stuttered taking a step back. "How can I leave you?" he said coming closer to me. "You li..lied to me," I said continued taking a step back. Fearing this man who was standing in front of me. "Amna.. love, don't do this... Come here" he said softly. But I shook my head. "You are a monster" I whisper and hit my back with the wall. He stood in front of me. "I'm your husband," he said as matter of fact. "Your not the one whom I loved and married," I said and put my hands on his chest to make some distance. "We should talk about this in the morning.." He paused and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him. "Now shall we continue what we started before I had to leave," he said with a smirk. Coming closer to my face. "Don't touch me" I hissed and he held me tightly. "Today our wedding night love, and you have no idea how much I longed for this day.. so no one can stop me now," he said and crashed his lips on me. I can't believe I love this man. No! I didn't love this man. I love my Armaan. Who was a kind and loving caring person. But this man was a cruel heartless man. And I hate him. He moved back and look at me angrily. "My love.. you have to respond," he said angrily. Unzipping my dress. *********** Amna Kareem a beautiful bubbly confident 21 years old girl. Her parents and her brothers love her way too much. She is the princess of their house. Doll made with glasses. She hated violence. Armaan Akbar. A 26 years criminal secret mafia boss. Everyone knows and fears him to the core by his name but no one sees his face as the mafia. He lives away from his family but he loved them he has an elder brother Sameer whom he loves and respects way too much. Amna and Armaan did love marriage. Before marriage, Armaan disguised himself as a kind and loving person in front of Amna. Now Armaan will do anything to keep Amna with him cause he loves her. Now let's see what will he do for his selfish love. And... His selfish revenge.