Sorry for being late, I was out of town

Now please don't be a silent reader. The book is receiving slow response and I need dose to boost up my spirit.

Rhea's pov
Huhh! People just tend to judge you and pull out your flaws as if these pigasses have born saints. Life is unpredictable, society is stereotype and people are nuisance. So I prefer being the poison.

I could feel my parents glaring at me as I continued chugging on the bourbon in my hand. Atleast I'm not smoking in between the god damn wedding. They say no civil woman does that. Such a shame! I'm not civil, mōtherfuckérs.

I lifted the glass up, focusing my vision to the pavilion through the transperancy of the glass and the golden liquid. What if I smash this glass right now ?

Damn that will a sight to see people with puzzled emotions trying to figure what went wrong. Such pitty they are.

Rightnow Aarav is basically resembling to a time bomb which at any moment can burst out. Warning be cautious.

And poor little Mishika looks at the verge of having a panic attack being tangled in the whirlwind of her emotional turmoil. Vulnerable, lost, traumatized is what she can be defined right now. And breakable. So damn breakable that I fucking love it.

They say seduction is an art but when indulged with manipulation, it becomes tremendous. Dominance and authority is what my soul demands for and so pleasing it gets when they bow, submitting like clay dolls which you can play and mould the way you desire.

And I'm the dominant seductress of manipulation.

And sweet little Mishika is one such clay doll. Submission is in her nature and if you break her a little then becomes so easy to be moulded and crafted.

My phone pinged in my hands and that dumbass Lara is texting me about how her plan worked out so smoothly. Seriously!? That dumbass plastic barbie does even possess a brain to build plans ? Bitch you don't get to snatch the credit of devil cupid in here.

The wedding was anyway too boring and was becoming pain in ass. I just made it memorable. People settle down with boring but I thirst for thrill. The kind of thrill Bollywood quotes as kick. Whatever.

Rhea, my name, means something that continues to stream, something which never stops flowing. And I know I'm unstoppable. No body needs to remind me what flow I carries with myself.

This is what I'm and I've built it myself. With malice and prevalence. With bitterness and sourness. With rage and ferociousness. With seduction and manipulation.

Officially welcome back to our lives Mishika_ bhabhi.

The words trails my tongue with distaste but one can enjoy the game. Right ?
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Mishika's pov
Does Google know the answer of how to behave or react if you find yourself married within snap of few hours ?

Just two days ago I was being weaved in the life which I'd finally made for myself. And now ? Now I'm back at where I've worked years to move away from. In the grasp of my nightmare.

My whole body shivered as the chilly night breeze grazed past my body. And I felt something slicing. Not physically but emotionally. Something in me is being sliced and broken maliciously every time. Continuously and constantly. Again and again.

My heart jumped along with my body when warm breaths aerated on my ear "scared already ?". His presence no doubt always tantalize me but tonight my heart is thumping more wildly. Maybe because it is supposed to be our wedding night.

No way in hell I'll let this man to touch even a cell of me. His touches have only brought lesion to my body, my mind and my heart. To my entire existing self. And I'm not strong to go through any of that anymore.

I staggered a few steps back in order rejuvenate the distance between us. "You still have chance, wife. Take a divorce." I stared at his face searching for any emotion. But nothing. No guilt, no remorse, not even pity. Nothing.

Just how easy it is for him to say this as if he is asking for a piece of cake. What does he think he is living in ? A show of Ekta Kapoor where having divorce looks like changing bedsheets.

I froze on my spot and a whipmer escaped past my lips "Don't mess up. You don't deserve to be here." My whole body trembled under his monstrous grip. I'm sure his grip is going to leave a bruise. "Get a grip, Mish. A trophy wife is what I was looking for. I never wanted a wife so you won't get to be one." I struggled in his grip while my eyes travelled from his hand on my arm to his face.

And the look on his eyes, that incendiary visible in the bewitching charcoal eyes of his made my stomach twitch.

My breathing ragged and my voice came out shaky and broken when I forced the words out of my throat "Then stay away. Don't touch me." My body never stopped struggling because it always get highly conscious in his presence. And rightnow being in his clutch made all my cells on high alert.

A mirthless laugh vented through his mouth making my body shake badly and drench with dread as I noticed the shift in his eyes when they settled with mine. With a tug he pulled me dangerously close to himself making me perplexed and sweat started forming on my forehead.

His callous finger trace my forehead, slowly and agonizing-ly, and headed to the outline of my face. "Ohh my naive Honey-eye." The terror in my heart skyrocketed as his finger trailed my neck and continued to slide down.

"Do you really think I need a tag of a fucking husband to touch you ?" Another whimper flew past my lips when I felt his canines tugging at my earlobe. I caught his finger on time which were grazing my collarbone and were now threatening to move down to the open cleavage.

My struggles only grew frantic as I vigorously searched for an escape from his grasp. I could feel the energy remaining in me crumbling but the desire to get away from this Asmodeus in human flesh was more intense. My body only grew limp with every struggle of mine before my head start weighting light.

And at the end I saw darkness, my current reality, pulling me towards it. And eventually it won over me.
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With powerful strides Aarav made his way through the hotel lobby. His shoulders squared, eyes narrowed and jaw was clenched as he halted infront of the room he was there for. Dumping the courtesy he frantically punched on the doorbell while his foot restively tapped against the floor.

The thread of his patience broke as the click of doorknob was heard and he without any care gave harsh shove to the door and dashed himself inside. A moment later a manly groan was resonated in the background although Aarav ignored the man lying on the floor as his eyes latched with the person he was looking for. And instantly the anger bubbling inside him made its reflection in his eyes.

"You bitch" within a snap of eyelashes he had Lara's neck in his merciless grip. "Whom you asked before pulling on this stunt ? Huhh!?" Lara thrashes her arms to get out of his grip but her attempts were showing no results.

"Aa_Aarav" her voice cracked but it didn't effect Aarav and his grip only grew stronger blocking the air for her lungs. Her face turned red as she wriggled to catch some air but nothing sort was working out. Seeing her panting and heaving for life, a pitiless crescent formed on his lips.

Black dots appeared in the back of her eyes and slowly her vision started to blur with tears. Her struggles gradually turned futile and Aarav watched it with an impassive face. Although before she could faint Aarav was harshly yanked away from her.

"What the fuck man!" It was Kasem who was earlier groaning on the ground. Aarav clenched and unclenched his fists feeling no remorse for almost making the girl lifeless. Whereas Kasem scooted to Lara offering her a glass of water that he picked from nearby table.

Lara hastily slugged down the water to relieve her burning throat. Aarav's blazing eyes again went on her and Lara quickly hid behind Kasem when she saw Aarav taking a step closer. "What is wrong with you Aarav ?"

"It was supposed to be you not her." thundered Aarav's voice.

"I don't see a problem here. You wanted a wife who won't interfere in your life and Mishika is an easy play." Gulping some more water, Lara reasoned.

Aarav poked his tongue in his inner cheeks to not let his anger skyrocket and threw a deadly glare at Lara. "And I'm not interested in playing with her." His tone still harsh remembering about the unconscious girl back in his room. "The deal was between you and me."

"I_ I was being thoughtful. Mishika won't be any nuisance."

"Don't educate me about something or someone I've studied in depth myself." Lara's brows furrowed since she couldn't catch the hidden meaning behind his words.

T W O H O U R S A G O~~~

Chaos erupted in the entire Oberoi Mansion when Aarav's loud screams broke past the hallway. The servants made a quick run to him fearing his wrath. Meanwhile his parents reached not long after.

The next chine of events were blurry and hasty. The doctor was called immediately, Yami quickly scooted to the unconscious girl, meanwhile an argument broke out between the father and son duo.

"What did you do ?" Anubhav snapped at his son.

"It's not my fault if she is so fragile like a dry leaf." He grunted, sliding his palm on his face rather harshly.

A loud grumble of disappointment resonates past Anubhav's chest "You hit her ?"

"Anubhav" Yami chided in, glaring at her husband whereas Aarav mirrored his mother's expressions.

"Fuck it. It's not even my problem. You tied her to me." He shot a glare at the unconscious self of his newly wedded wife who was lying on his bed unaware of the drama happening around. "And I don't even care." Exaggerating on his words, he hissed through his teeth and then dashed out of the room.

Within an hour Yami descended down the stairs searching for her son. Her eyes were drowsy and tiredness evident on her face but yet she couldn't stop worrying about her son. She knows he is outrageous, rebel and have a bad temper. But at the end she is his mother and she can't stop seeing her son in light when the whole world only notice the darkness looming him.

The world call him the devil but he is the angel who illuminated up her world when she was surrounded by her own demons. They call him nightmare but he came into her life like a dream decorating it with beautiful colours and newfound hope.

A smile took over her lips when Aarav's back caught her sight but soon it turned into a frown when he dragged the glass closer to his lips before dumping the liquid in his mouth. She was although surprised since she was least expecting him in the house. She was surprised that he hasn't left yet.

"The doctor assured that there is nothing to worry about. She must be stressed and exhausted that led her to faint. She will be fine till morning." She watched as his hand momentarily pause before he began chugging on the scotch.

"I don't want you to have an upset stomach in the morning." pulling out the glass away her son's hand, she scolded in fake angry tone. Aarav scrunched his nose making a fuss face but sighed knowing that his mother won't give up.

"She is new Aarav. It is as tough for her as it is for you. Make her comfortable." Aarav turned his face away not wanting his mother to catch him rolling his eyes. But Yami knows her son better than that and an exasperated breath flew past her lips.

"She has left many things behind before marrying you. She doesn't deserve this treatment. She deserves better." Caressing her hand through his messy locks, she massaged his head slowly.

A mocking lopsided smile emerged on Aarav's lips as he played with the rim of the glass. "Ofcourse she doesn't deserve this."

Yami stepped back with confusion when Aarav abruptly stood up from the barstool. Craning his neck a little down he planted a soft kiss on his mother's cheek before straightening up. "Don't stress yourself with me, Mom. I like you happy and beautiful." A smile took over Yami's lips on the affectionate words of her son.

"I'm leaving. Don't expect me anytime soon." These were his last words before he vanished straight for a week.

Word Count- 2153

Now that you know Rhea have twisted way to see the world, what do you think ?

Aarav is quite complicated character pushed and pulled by his demons continuously |⁠ ͡⁠ᵔ⁠ ⁠﹏⁠ ͡⁠ᵔ⁠ ⁠|

And yes, it's Mishika's health issues that exaust her too early.. I love my girl and she is very strong for me

Signing off
~T.R