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(Follow content may be disturbing for some readers. Reader's discretion is advised. Rape, depression and abuse warning.)

I stood outside the gate of Ahuja mansion. It wasn't as big as Alam mansion but still quite huge. My hands were shaking as I pressed the bell. A security guard opened the gate.

"Yes?"

"Is Mr Ahuja home. I'm here to see him." I said.

He observed me from head to toe.

"Sorry madam, Sir doesn't like to meet anyone. I'll have to ask you to leave." He said.

"I'm Naila Alam, his wife is a good friend of my Mother in law. He knows our family.... I need to speak about something important to him. Please..." I requested.

"Let me ask him. Wait here." He said and talked on the intercom.

"You can go inside madam." He said

"Thankyou."

I made my way to the door passing through a beautiful front yard. A servant opened the door for me.

"This way..." He ushered me to the study room. I was too nervous thinking about how to even start the conversation.

I could smell a faint smell of alcohol all over the room. It made me a bit nauseous.

"Are you that Alam family's new bride?" A man sitting on a recliner holding a glass full of alcohol said in a drunk voice.

Is this man her husband?!

He looked soo pathetic and.....sad. He is the husband of such a graceful woman?!

"Yes.... I'm Naila Kaif Alam." I answered carefully.

"What do you want!" He sounded angry making me flinch. I swallowed clutching my purse.

"I uh..... I wanted to talk to you about....the incident 6 years ago." My heart was pounding. He finally looked at me getting off his recliner and walked towards me. I unconsciously took a step back.

"You're that boy's wife?!"

I nodded looking down.

He laughed like a mad man making me shiver.

"He got married huh? That bastard!"

"What do you wanted to know girl?"

"I.... I wanted to know if....6 years ago.....he....my husband.....did he really...."

"Rape my wife? What did I saw? Huh? That's what you want to ask girl?"

I nodded.

He threw the glass with full force right beside me making me scream.

I regretted not bringing my bodyguard with me.

"Get out! I have nothing to say to you. GET OUT!" He yelled deafening my ears.

I was scared.... too scared to being alone in the same room as a drunk angry man. Drunk men always scared me but I couldn't leave without knowing the truth. I had to gather my courage and speak..... I had to convince him to tell me the truth.

"I know how you feel. As a husband you must be devastated, having to witness such a thing, you're heart and soul would've felt like being torn apart. I understand that, you must hate Kaif with everything in you.....but trust me Mr Ahuja.... he's suffering too. For the past 6 years and even now he has been suffering. He hates himself and everyone hates him. He's been lonely and regretful for all these years and as his wife I really can't see him like that anymore. He has suffered enough Mr Ahuja.... please I need to know the truth. I need to pull my husband out of his misery.... because, somehow I feel like the truth is not what the people know. There's something more....so please sir, I beg you.... please tell me." I sobbed.

For a long while, he didn't speak a word and just let me sob.

"Your being soo headstrong for that boy's sake, fine....I will tell you about it."

I looked at him with a hopeful gleam.

"I had loved my wife dearly and religiously since the day I set my eyes on her. Her beauty made heads turn, she was like a ray of sunshine, and she was smart and charming too. Alas, we couldn't have a child, maybe there was a problem with me I guess. I was soo busy with my work all the time that I couldn't take out time for her. She must've felt lonely to do such a thing." He said sad melancholic way.

"I didn't even realise when her heart turned away from me and got set on your husband.....that young boy. She left no chance to be able to meet him, he was a charming fellow who won her heart instantly. That innocent lad considered her as his Maasi, but that witch....she lusted after him. I noticed it many times but never paid much attention to it because I trusted my Ridhima too much.....and I was stupid to do that." He started punching his chest as tears filled his eyes.

"That day what I witnessed, not only made me hate her.....but it made me hate myself too for what I did. Whatever your husband is going through.....is my fault too." He said looking guiltily at me.

"W... what do mean?"

"That day when I got home from work early to surprise my wife, I saw them both naked on my bed, but the statement I made to the police was far from the truth...."

"Then what is the truth?" My voice was shaking.

"That innocent boy wasn't the one raping her.....she was the one who was forcing herself on him. She's the one who murdered that boy's innocence."

My hands flew to my mouth and the world seemed to stop around me.

K.... Kaif was the one....who was raped! Ya Allah!

"I had to lie to the police to save my wife and my name by putting the blame on that boy. I've hated myself for that all these years.... I couldn't do anything and I will regret it all my life....."

I hardly heard what he said after that as, like a zombie I made my way out of there.

Kaif....oh Kaif..... he's suffered soo much....even I doubted him, his mother hates him, the world calls him a rapist while he was the victim....oh God!!!

I froze hearing her words.

"H....how did you know."

"I met with her husband." She said.

I looked at her shocked.

"Why would you do that?" I anxiously grabbed her by her shoulders examining her.

"Are you ok?! You're not hurt anywhere right? Did he do anything to you?"

She shook her head.

I noticed blood near her ankle.

"Why are you bleeding?" I asked horrified. She didn't answer, just kept looking at me with an ocean of sadness in her eyes.

"Come....sit here first." I made her sit on the bed and hastily rushed to get the first aid kit. Why would she go to that place? If Ridhima would've seen her......Allah!

I sat down near the bed and removed the sandals from her feet. There was a piece of glass struck in her flesh. This airhead! How did she not notice it and ran here? I carefully pulled the piece of glass out and I expected at least a small squeal from her but she just sat there like a statue looking at me with those eyes.

I cleaned the wound and wrapped a band-aid around her ankle.

"You should be more careful you idiot. Let's go to a doctor..." I scolded.

"Kaif.." she whispered my name. "I'm sorry." She said it in such a soothing way that it made my heart skip.

"What are you apologizing for?" I asked.

"For doubting you.....for blaming you....for not being able to understand your suffering....for being stupid... for..."

"Enough!" I said covering her mouth. She removed my hand from her lips.

"Please tell me....why, why suffer soo much? You didn't do anything wrong then why?"

I scoffed.

"Didn't do anything wrong? It was my fault to begin with....but you wouldn't understand."

"Then make me understand...."

I looked up at her and her gentle fingers traced my scalp. I swallowed the lump in my throat, as it felt soo good, but then I hastily pushed away her hand. I didn't deserve her gentleness.

"You'll hate me more than anyone else if I tell you and I can't bear to see u hating me too." I said.

"I can never hate you Kaif.....and I'll believe your every word. I promise." She said holding my hands.

I sank my head on her lap.

"Please don't break your promise." I almost begged her.

"I won't."

I took a deep breath. I was about to tell her something I never told anyone....

"I had always admired Ridhima since I was a kid. She was beautiful and charming and always there for me and Mom. As I grew up that admiration kept growing into something else which I stupidly thought was love. We joked around and flirted with each other like it was nothing, we were really close, like good friends. I used to hangout at her place too sometimes. That day too I went to her place for dinner after my soccer practice as Mom and Dad were on a foreign trip for a few days. She said it would be our little date. Her husband was going to be late too.

She was soo beautifully dressed that she made my heart skip with her every move. I enjoyed her food like always but that night she was giving out a strange vibe....

She offered me wine which I drank after much retaliation and a lot of seduction on her part. I felt dizzy with such a small amount of it. It was strange, and I was too stupid to realise, it was spiked. She had put some sedatives and even viagra in it. She kissed me and I gave in but when she tried to go further.... I tried to stop her.

Flashback

Her fingers proceeded to pull my zip down....but it made me feel too uneasy somehow.

"Please...stop!" I said weakly. When she still didn't I grabbed both her hands.

"This is wrong!"

"Why? No one's watching....and no one's gonna find out." She said seductively.

I shook my head. "No."

"What's wrong with me? How can a little wine ....do this to me?" I murmured standing up, but I faltered in my steps almost about to fall but she held me.

"Let Maasi help you." She said and walked me to her room. My senses were going numb now.

I fell on her bed. My head was spinning and the pain in my groin was worsening.

"Relax now Kaif.... I'll take care of everything...."

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She was unbuttoning my pants

"No... please...." I groaned.

She took of my pants along with my boxers. I wanted to run away but I just couldn't find the strength to get up. Tears ran through the corner of my eyes at my helplessness. I tried to push her but she pined my hands above my head, her nails digging in my wrist. It sting.

"You have no idea how long I have been waiting for this!" She sang.

"Please..... Maasi Don't! Think about your husband....fear the Lord above!"

I managed to say.

I groaned arching my back as she sat on my crotch.... taking my virginity inside her. I was too scared to even move now. It was over..... everything was over and even though being a man I couldn't do anything to stop it. I was disgusted wit myself. Her moaning was making me shiver with fear ....it was like hearing a demon.

She was biting me, digging her nails in my chest....it was hell.

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The next morning I woke up with a throbbing head that I thought my head would burst. The surrounding around me was different, when I looked at myself, I was completely naked and she was sleeping soundly right beside me. Last night's memories rushed to me making me horrified. I was scared beyond words. But I had to think rationally, so before she woke up, I grabbed my clothes with shaky hands wearing them....and ran away. As I walked the empty streets at the crack of dawn, I felt dead inside, the women I loved like a mother....a friend....she murdered my innocence and I couldn't stop her.

As I reached home and jumped into the shower to wash off the disgust off my body. My body was covered in bite marks, bruises and scratches. I hated myself.... I was disgusting....stained.... I was..... scared to even look at myself in the mirror. In all my 19 years I had never cried like I cried that day.

Those memories haunted me every night. I shut myself in my room all day. Even if a maid showed up in front of me I screamed and yelled like a crazy guy.

When Mom came back, I was sleeping on my bed with a high fever. She ran to me to check on me but I pushed her hand away and squirmed away from her as if....just her mere touch might burn me.

Mom called many doctors to treat me. I went back to college but the fear had made home in my heart. I ran away from girls and mostly stayed alone. My best buddy tried to talk to me so I told him about my situation...and instead of sympathizing......he laughed at me saying, "dude! Lucky you! You're a stud now man, you totally got laid!"

I was soo shocked to hear his words.

He even said, "are you sure you didn't resist on purpose. I mean a man can easily overpower a woman. Have you ever heard a Man being raped by a sexy woman?! Who could even resist that hottie?!"

That moment I realized, I was all alone, no one would understand me. So I stopped talking to people all together. Mom and Dad tried to talk to me but I shut myself completely.

1 day..... I got her call. And the fear from that night haunted me again. I crawled up in a corner shutting my eyes and ears. I was scared.....too scared and I was all alone.

I dared to pick her phone one day when I found out she visited Mom. I was scared as to what she told her.

"Why were you avoiding my calls?" She asked.

"Why do you think? I hate you! You bitch! How could you do that to me. You were like a second mother to me.....how could you....." I cried.

"How could I not?! You are soo young, handsome and soo yummy! How long could I resist! Didn't I tell you how much I love you?"

"Shut up! Just shut up! Someone like you could never love anyone. I'll tell the world what you did to me..... I'll ruin you completely!" I yelled.

"And who'd believe you?"

I froze. She was right! No one would believe me....

"You know baby.... I miss that night. The bed feels empty without you. How about we do it again?"

A shiver ran down my spine.

"Shut up!"

"Why? You didn't like it?"

"Shut up you monster. How could I like it....you selfish crazy bitch!" My voice broke.

She giggled, that sound horrified me.

"You're right! I'm crazy....for you! Crazy enough to even hurt the woman you love the most....what happened that night, will happen again and this time I want you to reciprocate....unless, you want your dear Mom to die!"

She disconnected leaving me in utter shock.

She could hurt my Mom just the thought of it ripped my heart out. I didn't had a choice....and I went to her.

I gave her what she wanted even though it was killing me inside. I held back my tears and prayed for forgiveness and for this torture to end soon.

Just then, her husband who was on a business trip came back and saw us.

He knew what was going on.... I was hopeful he might help me but instead....he called the police saying that I raped his wife. And she played along with the lie. The police took me away and even Mom believed Ridhima's story. She started hating me since then..... abandoning me.

The case went to court and number of false accusations were dropped on me making me lose faith in humanity. Mom and Dad handled everything with money and connections sending me to America telling me to live like I was dead.

I couldn't tell the truth and I blamed myself for that....for committing a sin, for lying.... I didn't feel like living anymore. 4 years later I heard mom had a heart attack, Ridhima was responsible for it because I disappeared without telling her. That night I tried to kill myself by jumping in the ocean that night but.....

I met you Naila.....you saved me.

That's why I hated women....and I hated you until, I found out who you were. I..."

She suddenly sank down from the bed beside me and hugged me crying hysterically. I just froze.

"Oh Kaif......ya Allah....how could the world be soo cruel?! You suffered soo much even though you were the victim. You tortured yourself for a sin you haven't committed. You must've been soo scared, you must've been soo lonely, just thinking about all that makes my heart rip apart for you.....Oh God....why? Kaif...."

For all these years I had been caring on this burden all alone. I never told anyone because I was afraid of them judging me, they wouldn't understand me...or blame me, laugh at me. All this time I was afraid that they would be disgusted with me.

"A... aren't you disgusted with me? I just said I went to her again myself and had sex with her. Don't you think I'm pathetic or...."

"No!" She looked at me silencing me.

"You didn't go to her with your own free will, you were blackmailed. You sacrificed yourself to protect your mother. You didn't had a choice, so don't blame yourself for that, it's that bitch's fault. She manipulated you, what she did can never be forgiven....you....are innocent Kaif." She cried.

All these years, people had cried because of me but no one had ever cried for me. I thought no one would understand me, but this woman does, I thought all women were the same, but she's different.

Seeing her cry like that for me made me happy. It made me feel I wasn't alone anymore. I broke down crying with her. The wound on my soul from my past, I thought it would never heal....but she came like a light touching my life with a healing hand and that is enough.....

her touch is enough.....

her tears are enough.....

her smile is enough.....

her trust is enough.....

She is enough......for me!

I wiped her tears with my thumbs holding her face gently between my hands as her eyes finally stopped at mine. She leaned forward and her soft lips kissed my warm tears away fastening by breathing. Her warm breath lingered on my face and my lips found hers.

Our eyes met momentarily before crashing our lips again into a passionate kiss.

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