《Prostitute's Fate》Chapter 12
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I was having double thoughts about my today's behaviour with Samaira. I shouldn't have scared her that much. But at the same time I was feeling satisfied. She deserved that.
If she would have done something else other than this then I am sure our relationship would be an ideal relationship. We would be the best couple. I don't how I am going to introduce her with others.
"Meet my wife Samaira Reyansh. She was a prostitute". Like seriously it even sounds so cheap.
So I have decided to marry her as soon as possible because it was my dream to marry my angel. Second I don't want to be one of them who slept with her just like that. Third I am still a virgin and I promised my self to be like that till marriage.
Today is my marriage but no one knows. I didn't even told Hitesh about this. So I have decided that after 1 month I will announce this to everyone in a grand reception till then it will be a secret.
I opened my laptop to see her and felt bad after seeing her crying. But then I thought about her reason for this and my blood boiled. She doesn't want to marry me so that she can spread her legs for others. I shut the laptop instantly and tried really hard to concentrate on work. I mean really hard.
After finishing everything I looked at my watch to see time and it was already 3pm. There is still 1 hr left. So I thought to go and spend this time with her only. I took my car keys went to my elavator.
"Sir are you leaving early today" asked my receptionist. "Yes I have some important work so and I will not be coming today. Handle everything". I told her and left to home.
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When I reached what I saw was enough for me to get angry.
After few minutes I got up and went to bathroom. I took a hot shower to calm myself. I thought about all the possible ways of getting out from here. I decided that I will not try to escape from here now as if I do then he can go to any extent. But I will not do as he says and one day he will get tired of my stubbornness and he himself will leave me.
I came out and wore another dress of my choice no to be specific not of my choice but to make him angry at me. I wore a bit revealing dress. I looked at my self in mirror and saw a bruise on my cheek. I slowly caressed it. Then I went downstairs and there was no one.
I remember he told... he ordered me to clean this without any spot. So I did exact opposite of it. I messed it a bit more. I went to garden and carried sand in a bag and then I carefully placed it near entrance so whenever he Will come he will get to know that he is not welcome here.
He even asked me to do his laundry so I went to his room collected all his dirty clothes. I kept them all in basket and started my search mission for pens.
I found many pens of different colours like blue, black, green and red then went to kitchen and added some turmeric powder into water. Now I have one more colour that is yellow.
I emptied all the inks of those pens and yellow colour on his branded clothes. Earlier they were of simple colours white, yellow, red etc. but now it looks like a rainbow with a mixture of many colours. He should better thank me for my art work.
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Satisfied with my work i went back to my room. I know whenever he will come he will get angry at me for all this. He may hurt me also but I want him to do this and then he will get tired of all this and will leave me.
If he doesn't do like this then I can go to police station after sometime and will file a complain against him about abuse. I smiled at this.
"SAMAIRA, SAMAIRA where the hell are you hiding." I heard some one shouting my name from downstairs and without going there I knew who it can be. I went there and saw him raging in anger.
"what the hell is all this? And why are you wearing this dress?" he asked and I smiled successfully covering my fear. "I am an adult so I have all the rights to wear whatever I wish. You are no one to me to decide all this. And about this mess so I was getting bored thought to do something. You know what I enjoyed it a lot." I told him with a dreamy look.
I looked at his eyes which was my biggest mistake. His eyes were dark as night. I quickly turned to go back to my room. But he held my elbow and turned me towards him. But instead of turning to him my face turned to my right due to the back to back slaps he gave me. My earlier bruise was still fresh and he made it worst.
"Today I was feeling bad for you but now I am sure you deserve all this." He spoke in a dangerous voice which was enough to break all the courage I built in me. He dragged me to my room and then went to closet. He selected a red dress which was beautiful and gave me.
"change in to this by yourself or else I will change" he told me and I did the most stupid thing at that moment. I tore that dress and the next moment I was on floor. He crouched down to my level and held my hairs tightly in his fist.
"I am not doing any thing that doesn't mean u can do whatever you want. It means that I don't want a bruised wife. So get up and be ready in fifteen minutes or else u will be the reason for ur own loss." he spoke in a very calm manner which scared me the most. I nodded at him.
He left me and went out. I also got up and decided to get ready. I know it was a bad decision but right now I don't have any other choice. I will not submit to him just like that. I will fight.
I went to closet and found a perfect dress for today. I changed into that dress. I didn't did any makeup or anything. I sat on bed then after few minutes he came and by his expressions I can say he was shocked to see me. I don't know he was shocked because I obeyed him or because of my dress.
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