Damian's Forced Bride

Chapter 1- Bhawana Tripathi!

A few years ago:-

Author's POV:-

A woman was running in the middle of the road in Kolkata in the heavy rain. She was protecting the child from the harsh droplets of rain by covering the child from the pallu of her saari. Her sari was running, and some blood patches were showing on the lower side of the saari.

She saw a house near the forest and ran towards the house. She knocked on the door, and it was opened in two minutes by a couple who got shocked to see the woman's state.

" What happened to you, sister? " The woman asked the bloodied woman.

" Please! Please! I request you. I beg you. Please take care of my child and adopt her. If she stayed with me, they would make her a prostitute. I don't want her to become. " The miserable woman said while showing her baby girl to her.

" What are you saying? Who are you? " The man asked, looking at the woman with worry and concern.

" My name is Divya Kapoor. My husband sold me here when I was two months pregnant. I protected her at any cost while raped by those beasts. I don't want her to suffer like me. I want her to live a better life where she can achieve the dreams she desires. I am not telling you my husband's name because I don't want her to ever meet him. I am telling you the truth about my child's birth because you have the right to know her past. If she ever asks you about me, tell her, her mother loves her a lot. She wanted her to become a good person and help the needy. Also, never trust in love because it betrays you. If she ever loves someone, look at the person's personality. She is the baby I always desired to give birth. I am happy to have her in my life. I love her so much that it hurts. " The woman stated and broke into loud sobs.

She raised her child for the couple to take, but they didn't take her and looked at them with blank eyes. She understood their dilemma and said, " Don't worry. This child is born in wedlock. She is the fruit of love. She is not born from a w***e. I know my husband sold me and made me a prostitute. But this child is innocent. Please take her and take care of her like your child. "

The couple looked at each other and nodded. The woman raised her arms and took the child in her arms. When she held the child in her arms and looked at her, The woman fell in love with the child. The child looked so beautiful, like an angel, and indeed, she was the angel who came into their life to give them the happiness of the parenthood they were desperate to have.

They looked at the woman in front of her. The man said, " Sister, I know it must be difficult for you to give your child to us, who were like strangers to you. But I, Rudra Tripathi, promise you, from this moment onwards, this baby girl has been our child. We will love her and take care of her like our own. She never felt that she doesn't have her parents' love. She will live like a normal child and fulfill all her dreams. "

His words brought relief to the woman's heart. She looked at her child one last time and kissed her forehead, and said, " Mumma loves you a lot. "

Then she ran towards the river, the couple closed the door and looked out the window in worry. They knew they can't keep the woman here. It's dangerous for the child's life. They saw some people catch the woman, and the other woman slapped the woman tightly. They said something, but the child's mother kept shaking her hand and said something which made the other women rage. She ordered the men. The men started beating her miserably. The couple was shocked to see the violence in front of them. They saw, and after a few minutes, the woman stopped moving. The other woman checked her pulse and then screamed.

Then they left the woman alone and left in a few minutes. When they realized those people left for good, they came out of their house and ran towards the woman. The man checked the pulse, and they realized that the woman died. Tears fell from the couple's eyes. Even the child starts crying. The woman consoled the child, and the next day, they did the woman's funeral and looked at the child, who was crying like giving her mother the last farewell. They did all the rituals and looked at the river in front of them.

They looked at the child in sadness and the man said, " Baby, you came into our lives like an angel when we were so desperate to have a child. In fact, you showed the world that side no one ever tried to look at. You made us realize how all prostitutes never want to become prostitutes of their own will. They were forced to by many conditions the world threw at them. You made us feel something for the prostitutes, which is respect. Your mother didn't give you any name because of the situation. But I want to give you a perfect name. "

He looked at his wife, who looked at him with a small smile and said, " Tell us, dear husband. "

He looked at the child once more and stated, " Bhawana! Bhawana Tripathi. "

Bhawana means feelings, she gives them some amazing feeling that they could never forget in their life. After naming her, they packed their bags and left for their living place, Mumbai. They came to Kolkata to spend some months together and away from the tensions they faced once they found out they couldn't have a child. But now, they have a child they are going to love their whole life.

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Hello everyone,

Here is the first chapter. I hope you will like it. I know you must be wondering why I added prostitution to this story. But dear readers, I want to show you the angle of the society no one ever sees. Yes, a women's dignity is important. But why do women need to keep their dignity but males can do whatever they want to? Why does our society think that what males do is good, but women do the same they turned bad, b***h, w***e. Is it fare from any side?

Why do we always blame the prostitutes when we clearly know that most of the women in them are forced to do this?

In my eyes, homewreckers are evil, not prostitutes. I don't know if you are going to like my thoughts or not. But I just want to share my feeling and thoughts with you, and I did. I hope you will share your thoughts too.

That's it for today.

Love you!!!