The Love is the Pretence.ā¢|Novel 02 Of Dea's Love Seriesā¢|š
SIYA'S POV -
I am still wearing my bridal attire and I thank my Kanha Ji for making this dream come true. Marrying the love of your life feels so different and complete in a unique and spine-chilling way. I truly feel blessed to have a partner like V.K. in my life. He was my college crush, after all, so how could I forget him? At first, I neglected my feelings towards him, but even after all these years, when I saw him again, I realized that the feeling had been there in my heart all along.
Recalling how things have changed between us, now we are apart for another seven lives. I emerged from my thoughts as the door closed, revealing him. His face appeared stressed as if he was dealing with a problem.
"Vansh, are you okay? You don't seem fine," I asked, blocking his way.
"I'm fine, nothing happened. You should go to sleep," he replied dully, and I could tell he was under the influence of alcohol.
As I moved forward, I touched his arm in a comforting manner and asked, "Koi baat hai kya?" Suddenly, he jerked my hand in a swift motion, causing me to fall onto the bed. At first, I was shocked and thought it was just a reflex action, but as I turned around, he went to the washroom without saying anything. My heart sank low, as it was our first night and the situation was making me feel vulnerable.
I chose to wait for him so that we could talk and figure things out. As the door opened and he walked in, fresh from the shower, I snapped out of my thoughts. The baby hairs on his forehead made him look even more endearing, and a slight smile crept onto my lips.
I asked in a supportive and reassuring manner, "Vansh, is there anything you would like to share? I am here to listen and support you in any way I can."
"Kya baar baar laga rakha ha kya baat ha kya bat ha" Despite his aggressive behaviour, I held my ground as he screamed in my face, causing me to shiver and freeze momentarily.
"Kyun ma nahi jaanskti ? ma biwi hun tumhari , mera Koi haq nahi janne ka?"
"Biwi? haan? Vo to tum khud banna chahti thi Ms. Singhaniya .Meri marzi se nahi hui ha humari shadii"
"Tumhari apni marzi se hui ha or han , mere fayde ke liye hui ha"(Vansh shouting)
"Ye kya bakwas kar rahe vo Vansh? "
Are you in your senses?
Humari abhi abhi shadi hui ha
Tum mujhse pyar krte ho humne abhi abhi 7 fere liye hain ye kya hogaya hai tumhe?" I said directly looking into his eyes.
"Despite what he said next, it made the earth slip beneath me. The words he uttered were, "I wedded you with the intention of seeking retribution." I felt deeply hurt by his statement and inquired, "What kind of revenge?" However, he chose not to respond and left me to unravel the enigma. It should not revolve around him (Abhimaan) as the subject of his reference.
"Vansh tum majak ker rahe ho na ?"My ears are eagerly waiting for him to say something that can prove me wrong.
"Yes, Ms. Singhaniya it's your fault for marrying me.
You were so blind in my love that you never focused on why I said yes to your proposal."
"You are the key to my revenge against Abhimaan.."
"Did you not say that you don't hold any grudges against him?" Siya asked.
"I deeply regret that you placed your trust in me, Ms. Singhaniya. It is truly unfortunate for you." A mischievous expression spread across his face, causing him to appear almost unrecognizable from the person I had married just a few hours earlier. It was as if a completely different personality had taken over, one that I had not yet encountered.
"Tssk* Tssk* Tssk*so pathetic of you "He tsked.
Feeling miserable and hurt, tears welled up in my eyes.
" Aur In sab ma meri kya galti thi Vansh ?"I am hurt by his behaviour and it's causing me pain to see him like this.
"My plan to be with the one I liked was ruined by your love confession, even though we were close friends."(Vansh)
"Who did you like?" I questioned him, but as far as I know, he never said this to anyone."
"Your best friend Ms. Singhaniya." He said it casually, causing my mind to go blank for a moment."
"Sh- Sh- Shanvi?"(Siya's shivering voice)
"Yes, Ms Singhaniya your best friend, your sister, your soul friend Ms. Shanvi Sinha. He screamed, "That lady who was in love with that scoundrel, Abhimaan.".
I can recall every detail with great clarity now. As I reflect on the past, I am gradually comprehending the cunning tactics that he employed to mislead and divert me from the truth.
I always had this feeling that he was using me. That he only kept me around for something.
But I fooled myself into thinking that it was all because he loved me. It's been a while, but I still wonder if that's all I was to him.
Did he ever truly care about me, or was it all just a game to him?
I find myself questioning if he ever really loved me, or if I was merely a means to an end.
But no more as I understand that the consequences I am facing are a result of my own mistakes.
However, I am determined to protect Shanvi from the disastrous consequences of his malicious intentions.
With tears in my eyes, I quickly rose to my feet and declared, "I don't believe in this marriage, and I won't let your evil intentions happen. I'm leaving to tell everyone."
However, he began applauding, prompting me to pause in my tracks. "It was your decision to get married. Where will you go now?" he asked.
As I turned to leave, I suddenly felt a strong grip on my neck from behind, which forced me backwards into his chest. The suddenness of the move startled and frightened me, and I immediately felt a wave of panic wash over me. As I struggled to break free, I realized that the situation was potentially dangerous.
"Abhi toh biwi ho tum meri mujhse chutkara pane ka koi chance nahi ha Ms Singhaniya ".(You are my wife now there is no chance of getting rid of me)
As he uttered the name "Ms Singhaniya", I couldn't help but repeat "Mrs Khurrana" under my breath. A slight, breaking smile formed on my face as I realized my mistake.
I knew that using the wrong title was a minor error, but it seemed to emphasize the fact that he was purposely harming me.
I was feeling lost and out of place at that moment. The weight of the situation was beginning to weigh heavily on my shoulders.
Nevertheless, I tried my best to keep a calm pretence, despite the turmoil brewing within me.
"Vo haq sirf papers or bahir walon ke liye hai", His violent grip around my neck left me gasping for air as I crashed to the ground, crying out in pain.
"You can sleep on the floor, I won't mind," he said, gesturing towards the the floor I had laid out on the ground.
He walked over to bed and laid down, pulling the covers over himself. I watched him for a moment, feeling a mixture of frustration and pity.
As I cried on the floor, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness as I realized how much I had given up for this person.
I tried to push the thoughts out of my head, but the tears came anyway, and I cried silently while he slept.
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The door suddenly knocked, and when I checked the clock, it was 3 a.m. I wondered who could be visiting at such an hour. I stood up, making sure to cover my posture and face, and cautiously opened the gate. To my surprise, I found a girl standing there.
She stood at my eye level, completely nude except for a barely-there top that revealed a generous amount of cleavage, paired with a very short skirt that showed much of her ass.
What sort of person is she? And what on earth is the reason for her being here in such a manner?
I removed my veil from my head and draped it over her shoulders, covering her whole body properly.
What shocked me more when she entered the room, she went straight to the bed where Vansh was sleeping and hugged him from behind.
Anger rushed down my face ma aaj iske baal bin lungi how dare she? (I will make her bald today.)
"Who are you to sleep beside my husband, you witch?"" I shouted.
Vansh sat up looking around "Shhh", " chillao mat Siya ".
"Ye kaisi baat ker rahe ho Vansh? Can't you see?What this girl is doing and how dare she" I firmly grasped her hand and exerted a strong force, ensuring that she would tumble off the bed. However, before this could occur, Vansh swiftly seized her by the waist and firmly held her neck, initiating a passionate kiss. At that moment, my body became immobilized, unable to respond, as he maintained direct eye contact while his hands explored her figure, which was solely concealed by my veil.
I found myself in a situation where I couldn't utter a single word, and my thoughts were trapped, leaving me with only tears and a constricted throat from continuous sobbing.
The pain in my heart feels unbearable, as if it's the last time, suffocating me and preventing any reaction.
It feels as though someone is repeatedly stabbing my heart with each passing second, while I struggle to catch my breath.
At this very moment, I yearn for death to take me away from all of this. The intensity of these emotions is overwhelming.
As he continues to gaze at me, tears stream down my face, as he places the same veil over me once again.
I trembled and decided to exit the room as I turned around.
I remained silent, unable to utter a word due to the overwhelming numbness I felt.
Before I could go he positioned himself between me and the door, causing me to gaze into his eyes, anticipating the words that would further shatter me.
"Where are you going?" he asked, his hands gently lifting my chin. I instinctively recoiled, as those same hands had once roamed freely on her body.
He burst into laughter, saying, "Saisha, meet my wife, Ms Singhaniya, who has loved me endlessly."
He chuckled again, and the girl beside him giggled as well. He leaned closer to my ear and whispered, "From your perspective of, Saisha is just a rival in our relationship." Moving even closer, he added, "But in bed, she is my girl."
I delivered a forceful slap to him, and as he turned his gaze towards me once more, I administered another powerful slap. The impact was so intense that my hands trembled in the aftermath.
With a furious expression, he grabbed hold of my braid and pulled me, causing me to cry out in pain.
I lost track of how many times I screamed, but he seemed oblivious to my distress. He forcefully pushed me onto the sofa and proceeded to restrain me with the very same veil.
He took off his shirt, causing me to feel a moment of fear as I wondered what he was going to do next.
However, he simply whispered softly, "Saisha, I need you right now."
The girl immediately approached him, embracing him from behind. He then turned around and ripped off the clothes she was wearing.
I could see her body reflected in the mirror on the wall in front of me.
He grabbed her hair and kissed her passionately, tearing off her skirt, leaving her only in her red lace panties.
The sight that unfolded before me left me utterly speechless, my mind devoid of any coherent thought. In an attempt to shield myself from further torment, I averted my gaze, unwilling to witness their macabre performance any longer.
The sheer horror I encountered on my first night surpassed anything I could have ever imagined, plunging me into a state of despair.
Their agonizing moans reverberated through the room, mingling with my tears, and the pain became unbearable.
It felt as though I was being smothered, my shattered heart breaking repeatedly.
Darkness enveloped me, and I yearned for respite, hoping that surrendering to the pain would somehow make it vanish.
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