《Prostitute's Fate》CHAPTER 35
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Reyansh managed to convince Hitesh that he isn't in contact with Samaira. Next day he visited her and told her about what else she had to do.
Samaira denied it. She couldn't bear to loose Hitesh as well. He was her only friend. But then all her reluctance died down when she was reminded of the threats Reyansh gave her along with the way Reyansh held her fractured wrist.
Having no choice she did as she was told. She seduced Hitesh. Called herself desperate for someone. It was too much for her still she did everything for she loved Idhant more than anything.
Her wrist was also healed. One more thing she owes to Hitesh. She couldn't imagine how would she survive without him.
Today was the day Samaira dreaded the most. It was the last day for her to end things with Hitesh. Surprisingly he still didn't gave up on her. As expected Hitesh came around 8pm. Samaira was waiting for him.
"You look good, today." He said in a pleasant mood hoping that she'll behave like old Samaira.
" I know, I finally had sex with a waiter in the cafe." She said with a sweet voice.
"I didn't expect that." He was astonished and angry. "Samaira let's talk about this." He said sitting at opposite sofa from her.
"Okay." "So, did Reyansh said something to you or did something happened that you are behaving like this. Because last time we talked I remembered you hated this all." He voiced out his thoughts.
"I know, It was stupid of me. I am addicted to sex. I mean you know I was use to having sex many times in a day. And after Reyansh bought me I was deprived of it for a few days. " She said everything she memorized.
"Before we both got married I even tried to seduce him but he rejected me. And after our marriage he forced himself on me. Still if I wanted I could stop it but I didn't because that's what I wanted."⁶666⁶ She said without any emotions in her voice.
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Hitesh tried to talk sense in her but couldn't. She was behaving so different to him and atlast they got into an argument. Samaira told him to never come visit her again.
"You know what Samaira, I thought you were sweet girl. I can't believe I ruined my friendship with Reyansh because of you." He said and left.
she didn't payed any heed to it. Soon he left from there. She again cried herself to sleep.
Hitesh came back home late at night and saw Reyansh waiting for him. Currently he didn't wanted to see him at all.
He was already angry and seeing him would just add fuel to the fire. So he decided to talk to him once he gets his anger in control.
He made his mind that maybe Reyansh forced her to say all this. But How? Was the question he kept asking himself.
"Where were you? I was getting worried for you." Reyansh said with genuine concern. Hitesh didn't bothered to reply and went straight to his room.
"Still worried about her, I need to do something quick or I might loose the only person I have." Reyansh muttered under his breath and went to kitchen to get food for both of them.
He tried to talk to Hitesh but to no avail. It's been days since he laughed with him. The last they talked was the when Samaira moved out. He missed their friendship. He missed his silly jokes. He missed Hitesh terribly.
Now was the time to get to the next part of his plan. He went to her apartment and entered using the key he had. He went to her bedroom and found her sleeping.
It looked like she was having nightmares. She stirred in her sleep a bit and then all of a sudden woke up screaming Idhant's name.
It annoyed him a lot to see him care for someone else. "Relax, he isn't dead yet." He said scaring her.
"How did you get in?" She asked horrified. She was sure she locked door well. It was her routine to close everything that could be used to enter her apartment including windows.
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"That should be least of your concerns. How about you tell me about the task I gave you." He asked trailing his finger on her forehead to her cheek bones.
"I said everything you told. Now please let me go. Please. I'll never tell anyone anyth...." Her sentence was left unsaid as he grabbed her hairs in his tight grip.
"Never ever talk about leaving. I'll decide when you can leave." He said menacingly.
As usual that night also went by with him forcing himself upon her, telling her how addictive her body is. Samaira left struggling. It didn't effect anymore. All it did was anger him more.
Like every time he left when he was done with her. She was again left alone but this she was truly alone.
Next evening came by faster than she wanted it to. Hitesh didn't came giving her another reason to hate herself and Reyansh even more.
She was cleaning her living room when she heard footsteps coming. She knew who it was still she acted oblivious to it.
"Trying to ignore me Myra, it will just worsen the punishment you are about to geet." It sent shiver down her spine.
She didn't knew what wrong she did now that he was talking about punishing her.
"I didn't do anything. I swear." She was scared and the look on his face didn't helped a bit. He moved forward and dragged her to her room.
She struggled to somehow atleast loosen his grip on her arm but she was no match to his strength. He literally threw her near the bed.
"You know what you did, don't you?" He snarled at her and then took out his belt. It reminded her of that night it was horrible.
She was brought back by the sharp hit on her legs and from there on he continued to hit her with inhumane speed.
She screamed for him to stop but he ignored them all. She hid her face behind her face. He made sure to hit same place twice to make it more painful for her.
By the time he was done she was hiccuping badly. She laid there in fetal position trying her best to safe herself from the monster himself.
He kicked her one last time on her folded legs. Then shouted at her to get up however this time he was unheard. She couldn't focus on anything else other than the immense pain her body was enduring.
He made her stand forcefully by her hairs and then pushed her on the bed. He was still angry. It could be seen in his eyes.
He tore her dress and once again claimed her forcefully. All she did was cry. He slapped her multiple times on her face just because she was crying.
"Hitesh thinks I asked you to say all those things to me. Even though they are all true. You are true slut" he kept saying this to her through out the night.
After Few Weeks
Samaira wasn't herself from that night. She became a puppet for Reyansh to use and throw. He came every night and she did whatever he asked him to do.
She tried her best to not give him any reason to get angry still she received a few slaps every night because of her lack in interest in bed.
Her phone was once again taken back by him. She wasn't allowed to work anymore. She wore what he allowed. She ate what ever was thrown at her. She spoke what he liked to hear.
She was living a miserable life. She hadn't heard anything from Hitesh in a long time. She wanted to see him once.
~Ayesha
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