THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND MATURE THEME. SO IF YOU ARE NOT CONFORTABLE READING VIOLENT SCENES, I WILL PUT A WARNING OF WHERE IT BEGINS AND ENDS. HAPPY READING!

Diya (pov)

I feel so warm... Hmm.. I press my body into the bed and nuzzle my face into the blanket. I feel a poking sensation on my cheeks, like something rough rubbing against my face. What is that? I open my eyes and I am met with his intense stare. It takes me a moment to realize I am in his arms, the rough thing rubbing against my cheeks were his beard. Was he staring at me while I was asleep?? That thought sends a chill down my spine.

"Why did you wake up?" he says in a low husky voice, that voice... hits different. I am hearing his sleepy voice for the first time... This feels normal. A word that does not describe my life anymore. Why is he cuddling me? why is he being nice to me?

"Umm.. your beard" I point at his face with my forefinger. He removes a hand from my waist... wait his hands were on my bare waist, I just realized it after he removed his warm hand. He rubs his beard. "Do you not like them?" He asks. Why is he talking to me so casually?? Is he still drunk?

I lean into him, my face inches away from his, "Are you still drunk?" I ask sniffing him.. like an idiot. Obviously he drank yesterday, so he is gonna smell like alcohol. I look up and realize how close our faces are.... Not even a centimeter apart. He smirks. And pulls my body more into him. "I asked you something Little Dove"

Oh ok.. if he is trying to make a normal conversation... "they give you this intense bad guy look" my mouth blabbers without any filter. I realize my mistake as I look at him wide eyed... he looks amused. "I am the bad guy, Little dove." he smirks but his eyes hold a softness, I cannot hold my doubts any longer. "If you are a bad guy.. then why are you treating me so well?" I whisper. He takes in a deep breath, "Am I? Am I treating you well?" he asks. I don't know how to answer that question. I don't know what it feels to have a companion.... A partner who loves you. So I don't answer it. "Can I ask you something.. if you don't mind?" I ask him. His eyes are closed, but he hums. "Do you love Rukhsaar?" I expect him to get offended or angry at me for asking this. But he doesn't move, he just lays there with his eyes closed, ok so maybe he is not going to respond and is just going to ignore me.

"Rukhsaar and I are of same age. We have known each other since our childhood. She is the daughter of Badshah's cousin sister. So she has always been around. Our parents decided our marriage." He says as if his words are not pricking my heart. "Yes, Begum Ma Sa told me you both are childhood friends" I mumble. He opens his eyes and I feel him looking down at me. "Ammi Jaan thinks I have friends! Hahaa... She was never my friend, she is just... just Rukhsaar, a girl I know since my childhood." He says with a snort. His statements are like a soothing sensation to my troubled heart. I am glad I asked him, otherwise I would have always believed that she was his first love.

"So why did you marry her? If you didn't love her or atleast liked her??" I express, and his body stiffens making me realize my mistake. "You tell me! Did you love that dumb Prince? I am sure not!! Then why did you marry him??" just the mention of my past makes me coil back. I never want to be that helpless again.... wait, was he also helpless, enough to agree to marry without his wish?? I don't say anything, afraid I might ruin this.... Whatever is between us now.

"I didn't have any choice. I thought I would eventually start adjusting and loving him, But then that... night.." I press my lips together. "hmm.." he hums but his heartbeat has increased, I feel it thumping as my head is on his chest. He is breathing aggressively. What? Is he still angry about my intrusive question? Should I apologize? "I am sorry—" I proceed to apologize but he gets up from the bed... taking his warmth with him.

Did I ruin it?? is he so angry.. that he just left me and got up. He was the one who was embracing me... I get up and sit on the bed, looking at him... He shouts for the Daasis. And they come running in as if they were waiting for his call. They don't look up at me, sitting on the bed. I am actually glad, because my expressions would definitely tell away all the secrets of my shocked sad heart.

He spreads open his arms, as they remove his coat. And he takes off his top, revealing his naked upper body, I look away, as I feel my cheeks heat up in shyness. All the dassis go away to prepare his bath. I don't know where to look at, so I just stare at my hands.. "Diya.. You can leave now." He says, making me look up at him. He called me Diya.. and he is asking me to leave.. did I really ruin our little bonding. "Huh?" I don't understand... did I cross any lines?

"Unless you want to join me in my bath?" he shrugs, I don't understand, he is asking me to leave, but in the next second he is teasing me. I get up from the bed, correct my dress. I just leave from there, trying to hide my unshed tears.

Nawaaz (pov)

She leaves my room in a haste. I guess she chose the first option. Her loss. Anyway I am in no mood to waste my time. Listening to her past.. reminded me of an unfinished task.

I make my way towards the dungeons with Wajid. Oh the smell of these damp walls, the smell of torture, and I hear a scream of agony. I take in a deep breath. Time to finish the unfinished task.

We both enter a barred room, and I see Him, The mention of whom made me angry and agitated while I was with Diya. The man who cannot be erased from her memory, but can be erased from her life. I see him Prince of Amer, Vijay, Diya's husband for a day. I scoff in irritation, I look at this piece of shit. He is laying there naked on the floor. As he hears the creak of the doors, he screams and crawls away to the wall.

(WARNING: GRAPHIC VIOLENT SCENE AHEAD! NOT KIDDING.. IT MIGHT BE TOO MUCH FOR SOME PEOPLE, PLEASE AVOID IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT)

"Please Don't... Don't Touch me.." he mumbles with his head down. He thinks I am one of the special guards I appointed for him, the day I got to know about his deeds. Guards who enjoy Men.... who enjoyed him as their own personal whore. He loves to force women, How good it must have felt to be forced like that.. to be touched without consent. "Well Well Well... Don't be afraid my dear Prince... I wouldn't dare touch you. It is not my preference, nor my desire." I snicker, as Wajid goes forward and drags him in front of me.

His body is shivering tremendously. He looks up at me... And starts crying. "Nawaab Ji... Please Kill me. Please......" he begs.. Well he was the one who sold his wife for his own life. "How can I do that, My Prince?? It was not the part of our deal. Remember? The deal where you sold your wife to save your own pathetic life?" I pout, mocking his idea of a deal. He looks at me, fuming with anger, eyes red and hollow, "You Bastard!!! I sold you my wife, my whore.. And you do this to me??? what have I done to you!???" He shouts... tch tch tch. Is he that dumb to not understand his position?? And his words... they don't sit well with me, they are just adding to the existing noises inside my head. I pick him up by his hair, as he winces, But the look in his eyes.... stare at me, like he is trying to understand my anger, trying to understand why I am making him suffer. Even I don't know.. I just want to.

Suddenly he smirks, like he just discovered something.. "Oh.. She is something right? I get it. I get it now. I hope she was as warm and soft on your bed, as she was on mine. That Bitch just makes us go crazy! You know I married her.. for her beauty, her sensuous body, Oh that body... i wanted to make her my property for a few days, But her father is our State priest. So she doesn't get out much. Marrying her was like owning the most beautiful thing in the world. I had it all." He boasts making it worse for him. The noises in my head are all I hear now... the world is slowly blurring away.

" Hahaaa! That whore was pretending to be all innocent and pure, when I wanted her, I almost had her. But then you came... And look at how she managed to lure you.. That pussy must be really good, to make you do all this ha? Man.. how I wish I could just tear open her pussy with my cock and fuck her hard." He laughs like a maniac... His laugh, and my head explodes. I look at him, my blade in my hand.... And slash down his cock. His screams of agony, silences the noices in my head. There is silence, a beep echoes in my head. Making all my surrounding clear now. I see him twisting and turning in pain.. he is alive. I look at Wajid, who has a straight face. I want to erase his existence, he is almost dead. "cut it all off, each and every part of his worthless body. Rest you know" I order Wajid. He nods.

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I get out of the dungeons. And my legs go straight towards her room. I don't care, that I have his blood on my hands and I rub my beard. I need to see her. I have to tell her, that I erased her past from this world.

I enter her room. But she is not there.... Where the hell is she?? I hear some sound from the bath area. My feet follow the sound and I see a white opaque curtain, blocking my view of her. The Dassis all stand straight and rush out of there. "Asha!!" she shouts probably a Daasi's name. "Where have all of them rushed off to?" She speaks to herself, Still behind that curtain. I can only see her shadow, She is sitting inside the bathtub. I walk slowly towards her, without making any noise. I slide the curtain to see the most mesmerising view ever..... my little dove sitting inside the bath, her body beneath the water, only visible body part is from neck above. Oh My... She looks ethereal. I can only imagine what is hidden beneath the water. I gulp at that thought... for the first time I am sweating, by just looking at a woman. She is still unaware of my presence as she is facing the other side, her back towards me.

"Angel..." i cannot recognize my own voice. She stills for a moment.. then screams and dives into the water. Well.. seems like I scared her. Her head emerges from the water, and she hides herself from chin below, under the water. Making, only her perfect round drenched face visible. "You scared me... When.. How.. What are you doing here?" she finally completes her question.

"Oh My God!!!" she squeals before I could answer her. I frown.. what happened? "Is that.... Is that blood on your face!??" she asks with her eyes wide open in fear and confusion. Oh it must have happened when I rubbed my face, with my bloody hands. That reminds me of the person, whose blood I still have on my hands and apparently my face. I go on to tell her.. but she again cuts me off "Are you hurt? Is that your blood??" her question... makes me stop breathing for a second... she is worried about me?? she thinks its my blood? She is worried that I am hurt??? Why?

I clear my throat as I decide to just clear her confusion. "I killed Prince Vijay" she gasps, but does not react much, she just looks at me like she is waiting for me to say more. I thought she will be appalled, after all she is too innocent and pure. But I guess not. Her straight face reminds me of the her relieved smile, when I tricked the Prince in Amer, when I pretended to be kind enough to spare him, but instead I used his stupid deal to get her, and get the territory. When I saw her smiling on his face, when I flipped the whole deal,, I thought that was just my imagination. But now looking at her blank face on this news... seems like it was real. Hmm.. Not so innocent she is. I smirk at that thought.

"Ok... So the blood is his...Not yours? You didn't get hurt right?" she asks in a meek voice. And I don't know... something shifts inside me.... I feel my face heat up... my heart is beating so fast.. I feel my body burning. What the hell is wrong with me?? Am I Sick?

"You should wash that off, I mean the blood.." she suggests and I swiftly get inside the bathtub, she shrieks and in the state of panic she exposes a bit more of herself..... her chest visible now. Her soaked round breasts, her nipples dripping water droplets... She looks Divine. I am entranced by her, My legs move towards her, on their own accord. She floats back, her back hitting the edge of the tub.

I stand in front of her, her wet hair, water dripping of her whole body. Her lips shiver.... God.. she is sooo tempting. "Wash it off" I whisper. She keeps staring at me... and finally after few seconds, she lifts her hands, and touches my cheek. I close my eyes, as the view of her is distracting me. she slowly rubs my cheeks with her wet hands, slowly removing the blood stains. My body leans towards her.. her soft touch, calming each and every part of my body.

Her hands rub my beard. "I like your beard" she says out of nowhere. I open my eyes and look at her... "You asked me in the morning.. this is my answer" she mumbles with a soft smile. This woman, standing in front of me... This Divine Beauty... her perfect naked body is in front of me... and all I stare at... is her angelic smile.

There you go my lovely readers.. another long chapter. I am still not over with my exams but I wanted to upload a chapter for you all amazing readers here.

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