A Marriage?

Divisha POV

After coming home, I was met with the person whom I least expected there, atleast today. And, that is my lover.

That's what he call himself, apka majnu. But I repent this through and through because I could never be love of someone like him. Love is pure not filthy.

"Arey aa gayi Jaan. Kaha gyi thi?" The tone of his voice did not match the smile on his face which was obviously vicious same like his personality.

This filthy person never leaves a chance to make me uncomfortable, let it be wearing any clothe or my any simple movement. His predatory eyes are always on me. I cannot even say anything to him because he is the son of actual house owner.

They would kick me out without even thinking twice if I will say something against him. This society, where I live is also not a feminist area because they tend to finger women's 'mistake' even if there is none.

I live in this rented house since getting a house of our own in Mumbai is very difficult or say almost impossible for people like us who have nothing to say of their asset.

While I'm drinking water from the bottle I could feel his eyes lingering over my waist. It's burning my skin disgustingly. I hate this. Hate!!

This makes me sick, reminding me of the brutal moments when I was getting raped. Though, I was a child and do not have much memory about it but still the pain which I felt in my womanhood was unbearable which i cannot wipe out from my body till today.

The warm blood leaking through it marked my defeat against a monster whom I did not even tried to stop or push away. He pulled each and every piece of cloth from my body and I had no fucking idea.

How could I be so stupid? How could I be so careless about my own body which itself tried to say that the thing which was happening was not good, how come I did not catch it beforehand and felt it after everything happened? After I lost my dignity? The only thing I had with myself without my knowledge was snatched away from me!

After this incident I could not recognize even myself. I still cannot. Who am I? Why am I?

"Lagta hai pyass kuch jyada hi lagi hai? Mai kuch madat Kar du?" His voice ringed through my ears and I was snapped back into reality where I was still swallowing the water like a camel in thar desert.

Still, I did not feel contempt because leaving the water meant talking to him. And I do not want this.

(I think you are very thirsty. Can I help you with that?)

I kept the bottle down and turned my heels to reach the knob of my room but before I could do that he held my hand. It burnt. His touch made holes on my wrist and snatched my hand immediately from his hold.

Anxiousness, I felt the heat rising in my body and my palms getting swampy due to the sweat.

Save me! SAVE ME!! My mind screamed but no voice came out of dry throat.

But i think atlest this time God heard my voice because the house owner, Vijay's father came there in the hall and I sighed a breath of relief. I finally moved away from Vijay and went to see why his father came there.

"So, I heard you got a new job. When are you returning the rent? It's quite a huge amount and if you'll fail to return it this time, I swear on my forefathers I'll throw you out if this house. Understand!?" He almost barked his words at me while spitting all over my face.

Both father and son are assholes!

"Yes, I know. I promise, I'll return it this time." I kept my hand my low because if I'll raise my head he might split it into two saying I dared to decify him. He is hell orthodox, finding females inferior to males. According to him breathing and taking care of men and his family is all what a real woman will do to remain a women otherwise they are all witches.

Still, demanding money from 'my work'. Laughable.

After this shit, I got into my room and plopped over my bed. I do not have much space in my room or furniture, just a bed for one person, an almirah, fan and table where my books were kept. A small window is Its only source of light. A bulb for night works fine.

It's just a basic simple life but this is enough for me and I do not complain about it. Because this is not atleast a room of brothel with extreme darkness and hollowness in it.

Those incidents which I remember less are enough for me to understand that even small things about life can be a luxury for someone who is deprived.

Thinking about life morals, when my life is actually shit, I fell asleep and lost into my not so la la land because even my dreams are horrible, like a horror movie.

Dev's POV

After witnessing the show and coming into my home office I sat on chair and leaned into it. One day, I'll die out my headache.

Without seeing the label I gulped few medicine without water so that it affect more to my shitty brain which is at a verge of blasting.

New maid? My thought went to her. What was her name? I frowned forcing to remember but never mind the name doesn't matter.

She actually caught Shiv. And that's amazing since she have to do it everyday to keep up with her post at this house. Shiv, is someone whom only I can control. He listen to no one expect me also when I say it a bit harshly. He is quite naughty. Actually very much.

I wonder how long she'll sustain her anger since Shiv tends to test everyone's patience.

A day? A week? A month? How long will she last?

I hope she last as long as possible since I have so much work beside looking for Shiv. He wants me for every small thing and I want to change this habit of his. It's not good, since he has now reached the age of joining some education institute for his studies. Although he knows more things than anyone at his age, he need some professional guidance to achieve his life goals, and I cannot ignore this need.

If she'll last long I'll double or even triple her pay so that she does not leave the job willingly.

I want best for my Shiv and for that I'll test this new maid for myself. Her every work will have to pass through my judgement before reaching my baby. I'll let no harm touch him.

Also, this new maid can be a trap which my opponents might be playing on me or my baby. Whatever, it's not like I'll not catch it. Her intentions or what she actually wants. I'll know everything in less than a week.

No one can escape my eyes!

While I was getting some rest a knock appeared on my door. "Come in." I simply said in a low voice.

The door creaked open and a terrified face came in my view. "Sir, please come and see what happened. Hurry, sir." His voice held panic and I almost ran from there to see what happened. I swear if this concern Shiv then I'll forgive no one.

"Papa, I'm sorry. This vase fell down and broke because I accidentally knocked it down by my elbow." Shiv cried and said in his cute voice.

Oh! So danger is my son not the other way around. I hunched down to reach his level and lifted him up in my arms. Oh my poor baby.

"It's ok Shiv, it's just a vase. Why are you crying so much." I said to soothe his loud cries and hiccups which he was taking so loudly.

"But sir, I fear that this was a gift for your buisness partner's wife to make them pleased. It was from Germany." My assistant, Rajiv whispered against my ear. He did not lie though, but now I can't do anything. What happened had happened I cannot reverse it neither make the vase come into life again. So, why to be angry.

I am a calm person.

(He'll be anything but that from now onwards guys *evil laugh*)

"That's ok, no big deal. Now Shiv, go to your room and take some rest since you are hurt, if needed take medicine too. Go." I put him down and saw his petite body disappearing behind the walls as he entered his room.

"Sir, the same clients has come and they are waiting for you in the hall." My assistant said, his voice professional. But he is more like a family to us now since he has worked here from start.

I was never a fan of change. Change brings hassle in life and I need my life to be peace and calm.

The plus point of keeping Rajiv as my secretary is he's trustworthy.

Shrugging off I sighed with frustration when old couple came into my vision. They are someone who want everything right at the time they speak about it or even think about it.

"What a good fortune to welcome this lovely couple on a very fine day on my house." My words dripping with extra sweetness and face extra vibrant. All fake, I have masterd this art by now.

"It's same here, good to see you, Mr. Dev." They said with a small smile.

"Please sit." I gestured and they sat quietly, their smile soon dropped too. I sensed something was upto.

"Say the matter, old couple. " I chose finally to voice my hidden concern.

"I worry your empire will fall down, soon." They said only to anger me. What they even mean by this?

"Why, I may ask?" I asked with a mask of ignorance in my voice. I cannot let myself and my thoughts to be like an open book to anyone. It's quite dangerous to be a predictable person.

"You see, your grandfather. The chief chair holder of the SK Empire now want you to marry soon, to inherit the empire. Or else--" They stopped felling nervous.

So I completed their words,"Or he'll give the whole authority to my not so sweet cousin."

"Yes, sir." Their words felt like a bell to my ears.

But, I knew this was coming then why I am being fucking tensed. Nothing will happen.

I tried to recall myself but the other side of my brain spoke, 'What nothing?! You gave your ass off working for this empire to build and now only a marriage deal can take this away. No way man! Let them fear you not play with you!'

I shut the annoying voice and looked at my palms.

I promised.

I promised them that I would take care of him but will marrying not would keep everything on stake? Can I risk marrying when I still have so much care left to give to Shiv?

"Fine, you can go." I said in a low voice trying to not sound rude. But I really need time to think. To think of my next move which have to be a smart one if i don't want to lose my hardwork.

Coming to my room, I sat on my bed and started to think. 'Process your brain Dev, otherwise what will happen if this thing also get snatched from you just like others.'

I'll kill this voice one day.

'But killing me would kill you, too. When you'll be ready, then tell me.'

Fuck off!! I shouted.

"A marriage is all what it needs?"

"Am I ready?

"Do I want it, after her?"

I am puzzled because I do not want to lose something else again. Also, I cannot break my promise to them...

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