Strenuously Yours (Dark)

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11th May 2016

Tears made their way from my eyes as he pulled out himself from me. The pain in my lower abdomen reduced a little. Physical pain. But what about the pain he has given me mentally and emotionally? Is that pain ever going to reduce?

I let out another scream when he, once again pushed his member harshly inside me. Soon he started going in and out relentlessly which made me moan not in pure pleasure but a mix of pleasure and pain. I wanted to stop this instantly because whatever he was doing to me wasn't right. He is doing all this forcefully but on my consent.

I knew it already that if I tried to stop him, the consequences are not going to be very good. It will only give me more pain in both the ways round, even if I stop him or continued with this. But whatever happens, I don't care at least not right at the moment. I needed to stop this.

I dug my long yet sharp nails in his back but he just didn't seem to care and continued with his job. More tears rushed out of my eyes. I gathered all my energy and pushed him back from his shoulders but he was too strong.

Shutting my eyes tightly, I placed both my hands on his stomach to halt his forceful act. But the next moment I know he grabbed my hand, entangling his with mine, and placed it on the bed beside my head. I struggled hard to get out his hold but couldn't. Not when he was asserting his full force on me.

My lower abdomen was hurting a lot due to his harshness. Then suddenly, he pulled out himself from me.

I took relief and turned my head in another direction. I can feel his eyes burning into me. Slowly I faced him only to see his jaw clenched, evil smirk, and lust looming in his eyes. I shut my eyes once again feeling disgusted.

He moved his head a Lil down and his teeth got hold of my neck. Bitting there causing to leave a fresh red mark, he moved down towards my bottom. Then he licked, sucked my cleavage area. I still couldn't stop him as my hands were still in his hold. I let out another scream when he bites my n*pple.

I REFUSED to struggle now, to get out his grip..to get out this bed..to get out this mess..to get out of all these. It hurts, but it's ok...I'm USED TO IT!

Why? Because I know my life won't change now. My life's control lies in his hands now. I can't do anything even if I wanted to.

How and Why?! I don't even know myself.

Why he was doing this to me? What I have done to deserve all this? Did I do something to him? If not, then why he has ruined me, why he has ruined my life, why he has to snatch away everything from me, why was he hurting me to this extent? Why?!

So many unanswered questions but no-one to answer them. I broke away from my thoughts when I felt something heavy on my body. Pushing off all my thoughts in the back of my mind, I moved my eyes in the front only to see him fast asleep clutching my stomach tightly like he was afraid of letting me go. Finally, alcohol started doing its job.

If I didn't know him well, I would say that but I know the reality, he just won't let go of me unless and until he hasn't gotten the complete satisfaction of hurting me to death. Now that I think about it, death seems more appealing rather than being here, with him.

More tears made their ways from my eyes looking at our current position under the blanket, both were lying fully naked. His face hidden in the crook of my neck, his one hand wrapped around my stomach, and the other one resting on the other pillow beside mine.

I felt disgusted to even get touched by him. But he has all rights on me. He can do anything to me. No one can stop him. Even I can't stop him from doing all these to me.

It's only me who is responsible for this mess. It's me who was has given this right to him. Whatever he was doing was on my CONSENT. I was wholly responsible for this.

I wish I could change the past. I wish I could change everything related to him. I wish I could go back to where I was five months ago. Then maybe we would have never crossed each other's path nor I would have gone through this much.

My mind again shifted to him. I finally wiped away my dried tears. Then I tried to remove his left hand which was clutching my stomach. He groans in irritation, freezing me at my spot. I don't want to make him angrier as I don't know what may come into my way next time. He has already done too much to me that I'm scared to get anything else.

I felt my skin being sucked in his mouth again and then he bites there harshly. It hurts. Tears made their way again from my eyes. I hissed in pain but after hearing the disapproval in my voice, he gritted his teeth there. I tried to suppress my moan filled with pain but I couldn't.

After a few seconds of giving me enormous pain, he left my skin and started sucking the spot, soothing out the pain to an extent.

My hands clutched the bed sheet and I moved my head to the other side of the bed which gave him full access to my neck. From his left hand, he cupped my face and pressed his lips on the spot. He gave the first feather-like kiss there then second, then third, then fourth and after that, I lost my count.

This was not new to me. He has always does this. He would first give me immense pain then he would himself come and try to reduce it. I don't understand what he wants?! He is so confusing sometimes. Sometimes he becomes the total heartless person, whereas sometimes it seems he too has a thing called a heart inside his body.

But in the end, I would only remember how he tricked me into getting in this mess and ruined me and my remaining life.

I again felt his head in the crook of my neck which meant he has fallen asleep yet again. With all my strength in me, I tried to once again push him off from my body but as he had his strong hands wrapped around my stomach that it made both of us roll making sleep on the top of him. But he that didn't make him lose his grip on me.

Resting my hands on either side of him on the bed, I tried to get up but failed miserably. I know I couldn't match his strength ever.

I wanted to get out of this bed. I can't sleep here for the rest of the night with him. Before I could try more I watched him frowning in sleep which made me halt my actions immediately.

"Nandini..please Don't leave me..please stay with me..please...." He whispered in his deep slumber. His grip tightening on my waist. I stared on his face not knowing what to do.

I can't believe my ears at the moment. Why doesn't he want me to leave? Why he needs me? Why he wants me to stay with him? Why is he requesting? Why?? Is there something that I'm unaware of?

I know he lives here in this Penthouse all alone. He never even talked about his parents nor did I dare to ask him because of his temper. Moreover, he doesn't like to talk about his personal life with me or anyone for the mater. He just doesn't want me to know anything related to him. Every time I try, it has always ended up being pushed down on this same bed and him having his way with me.

"I..need..you...Nandini..." I heard his low voice again. I don't know why he needs me. But I felt to be with him. My inner self screamed and reminded me what all he did yo me just to make my life a living hell. But my heart screamed to take him in my arms, to comfort him, to be him forever and ever.

I couldn't stop myself but press my lips on his forehead for a small peck. Pulling away I watched as his lips curved into a smile. This was the first time I've ever seen him smile. Without thinking left or right, front or back I wrapped my arms around him while resting my head on his bare chest.

From day one, I have only come across his rudeness, arrogance, harshness, and sometimes care too which to date have left me confused as to why he cares about me? Giving pain than reducing it. I don't understand. But sometimes I have noticed him fighting with his inner self after looking at the marks or the pain he has given me.

It seems he tries hard to hurt me and eventually ends up in doing that but after watching me crying in pain he couldn't control himself and tries every possible way to heal or reduce the pain he has given me. He tries his best not to bother about my pain but ends up healing it away.

Thinking about all these always has left me suspicious but every time I try to find something about him, nothing much I could find because there's probably no one who knows about him. He hasn't let his matters come out in media ever.

Can you believe no one knows about the famous and topmost businessman of India? Nobody knows a single thing about him other than his name and work. No history, nothing. It's like his past never existed to even begin with. He is just there.

The only person can tell all this is, he.

There are so many things I wanted to know about him. But most importantly, I want to know the reason behind all these, why he is treating me like this, what is the reason which is always provoking him to hurt me to the extreme.

There is no way that I would have hurt him in any way earlier because I just met him five months back. And before that, I don't think we even faced each other nor did I neither him, I believe.

I moved my eyes back to look at him. He looks so peaceful while sleeping. I know the way he behaves with me or even tries to show himself in front of me, is not the real him. I know he has a soft side too but he always tries to hide that behind his anger.

Something must have happened with him. No person becomes this much nutshell, rude, and harsh without any reason. Why after thinking all these it seems maybe I'm the reason behind his condition. But how? But it feels so looking at his actions every time. But there is no way that I would have ever hurt him in any way. I hadn't met him before. I never knew of him. Then how could I have hurt him?!

I still remember the day when I first met him. He seemed to be, too kind for a few days but then he started showing his true face. His real intentions. Somewhere deep down I knew I was being trapped into this and there is no way I could get out of all these.

Flashback

30th November 2015

Ohh God where would I go now? This job is also gone. It's very difficult to get any permanent job and here I got this job after so much hard-work, But what to do now. Its already gone.

Thinking all these I checked my watch. Ohh how I forgot I was supposed to meet my mother at 5 pm and its 6 pm now. I need to rush. I called a cab.

"City hospital" chirping to the driver, I sat inside. He nodded and started driving. I moved my eyes out of the window.

Now, how I'm supposed to pay the hospital bills? My mother. I can't let her die. No. What I'm even thinking. She won't leave me. She's the only one for me in this whole world. We are the only ones for each other. She is my pillar and I'm hers. I know she won't leave me alone not when she has promised me.

My father left us when I was 12 yrs. He wasn't good but for god sake, he was still my father. My mother never allowed me to go in front of him. I don't know why. Maybe because he was very rude and aggressive. He didn't like us. He always used to shout at my mother and even worse than that.

My mother wouldn't say a word in front of him even if he used to beat her. Whenever she came into my room, she would have fresh marks on her hands and face and when I used to ask her she would say nothing.

One day he called me. I asked my mother whether to go or not. She said a big no and locked me in my room. I didn't object but sat near the door. I heard my father then.

"Sachi.."(Pronounced as Saanchi) he called out to my mother. It seemed like he was drunk. Way too drunk that his voice slurring away. No new thing there. He was always drunk. I never saw him sober.

I suppose my mother would have gone in front of him so he continued.

"I have committed a crime today. I'm a criminal. You know I have run away from the police. They are all behind me. Now I can't take you and your daughter's responsibility. I'm going far away from you both. I don't want to live here. It's just so suffocating here. I hate you both. You both were nothing to me..ever. I'm going.." Saying this much I heard some footsteps, then a door slamming sound.

My mother unlocked my room's door and picked me up in her arms. "What happened Mumma?" I asked her. She didn't say anything.

She put me in the bed and slept beside me. "Sleep bacha..nothing happened." She said while switching off the lights. I nodded and snuggled into her. She pecked my forehead and hugged me back.

That was the last night time when I heard from my Father. After that, he didn't return.

My mother used to work in a neighborhood house as a Music Teacher. My father sometimes didn't give us money for living so it never became a big issue as my mother earned enough, that we both don't have any problem with having our bread.

My mother was unaffected by his absence. My innocent self has asked her many times about him but she said she didn't know anything about him either.

After a few days, it showed on the news that my father has committed a crime and the police are in search of him. My mother was still unaffected by this. 

But what we heard next in the news left us baffled. The police were now in search of his family to catch hold of him.

My mother fell on her knees. Sweat drops were all over her face. I rushed to her and cupped her face.

She gave me a small smile, pretending to be fine, still trying to act strong in Infront of me. Then suddenly she got up from her place pulling me up with her.

"Nandu bacha pack up your bag..we have to leave!" she said while rushing into the room. I went behind her and climbed onto the bed. "But Mumma where are we going?"

She took out all her precious things and clothes then started packing it all into a bag.

"Bacha you don't like this house hai naa?!" I nodded. She continued "That's why we are going to a new place!" Till now she had completed packing another bag of mine.

"ok, Mumma!" I jumped off the bed and collected all my teddy bears and dolls and gave that to her. She smiled at me and packed them too into my bag.

"Bacha get ready quickly..we have to rush..we don't have much time..run," she said while giving me my clothes. I nodded and changed into a knee-length frock while she changed herself into comfortable clothes.

Soon we left the house locking the door behind us. She didn't talk to me during the whole walk till the railway station. 

I didn't object and let her take me anywhere she wanted to.

She was in deep thought all the way, maybe she was thinking of where to go at that time. Fortunately, it was morning time so we didn't have that much of a problem.

We were in Delhi. My mother knew the Station head Master. He was an old man but a healthy one at that. Punjaban he was. The Uncle. He was kind, helping, and a happy man. Always smiling away. He would always play with me. We knew him as he lived a few blocks afar from ours.

My mother convinced him to get a ticket for the next train to MUMBAI in urgent. He didn't ask anything further understanding the seriousness of the situation and gave us the ticket. My mother paid him even when he had asked not to.

Before leaving, my mother bends down to take his blessings.

He smiled and blessed us "Vayeguru ki Kripa tum par humesha bani rahe...Sada khush Raho meri bachiyon!" He slightly pulled my cheeks. I giggled and said our last goodbye to him.

That's how we reached Mumbai. Where life is business. Where no person cares for any other. Everyone here is busy with their selves. No person will care to look over even if an injured person is lying on the road, from where they are just passing by. If you don't have money here in this city, that's means you don't have anything..you stand nowhere..you will die. Alone with nobody to even moan over your death.

I let my eyes roam around the rushing life outside the Cab's glass window. The cool breeze kissed my face which made my eyes blink twice as rushing waves of wind came through it.

I always wonder how my life changed in the past few years. Everything stable in my life flipped upside down. Everything came crashing down right in front of my eyes. And I hate to admit, that I actually couldn't do anything or handle any those problems.

Thinking about everything haunts me now also, too badly. My vision blurred due to the watery eyes. I just can't cry out my pain right now, at least not in a cab. I blinked my eyes twice to push away the tears.

I still remember how hard we suffered when we shifted to this gigantic city. We were forced to be independent which is good but our condition was worst at that time.

After we reached Mumbai safely, my mother was all looking lost in the crowd. I stared at her face which had a fear to settle down in this area, the pain of being a single mother, the worry of being homeless, the panic of being the unknown person to this city. She didn't know anything about it here. And to live alone here with a child is scary enough to bring nightmares at night.

A few seconds later I found myself being dragged out of the station by my mum. She asked a few trespassers about where we could get a room on rent. And finally, after asking many of the people, one middle-aged lady got ready to take us there as that place was a little far from the station.

Fortunately, my mother got enough money to get a room on rent. It wasn't any luxurious one but enough for our needs. A single room with a small kitchen and a bathroom attached.

My mother then roamed three days around the city to get a job from which she earned much to get me to a public school. All her savings were now gone in these, but we were at least settled down in this city. She is a hardworking woman who had the confidence to raise a girl child on her own. I'm very proud of her.

She always has fulfilled all my wishes and needs without caring about the money. She always said that whatever she earns, she earns for me. I never felt anything missing from life even though I only have her. She is my mother first, then father, then friend, then mentor, and lastly she is my everything.

Life seemed to be going perfectly until she was taken ill one evening. It had been 6 years since we shifted to Mumbai. I was 18 then.

From days together she had severe headaches and even had vomited sometimes. I forced her to come with me to the hospital. She denied many times but then somehow I Stubbornly pulled her in there.

Till then I have learned how to handle any situation. The doctor found something weird and suggested some important tests. I felt my body go numb at that moment.

What if something is wrong..what if it is something serious..what if she..no no that can't happen. She can't leave me. Tears rushed down my cheeks worrying about my mother. I clutched her hand as tightly as possible not to hurt her but to assure nothing is gonna wrong and she is still here with me.

Mumma embraced me in her warming arms. I couldn't control myself let out my pain in her comforting arms, crying away all the worries. She tried to comfort me but that moment, comfort was far away from my vision.

A few days later tests were done and then I was holding the reports in my hands. I didn't have the guts to open the envelope to get a shock, maybe or maybe not. I didn't know. My hands were shaking out of fear. My body felt numb and so cold to react to anything.

Gathering all my courage I opened the envelope and started reading it when suddenly my voice was stuck in the vocal cord, reports and the envelope fell from my hands. The thing which I was scared came right in front of my eyes that day. She..she...was suffering from a BRAIN TUMOR.

My vision blurred and I fell on my knees crying hard. That was so unfair. Why? why? only my mother?! What she has done wrong? why her? why not me?!

Mumma rushed to me. I, without thinking hugged her tightly. She hugged me back even tighter maybe to take away my pain. She too started crying looking at my condition. "shh..shh..don't cry..please.." She said rubbing her hands behind my back, but that didn't help one bit. Not at that moment. "Mumma, you won't leave me naa?" I asked her breaking away from the hug but never leaving her hand.

She wiped my tears and shook her head looking at me, making me understand that crying is not a solution to anything.

She then took away the paper which was lying beside me. She froze after reading it. I shook her a little but she didn't react. More tears fell from my eyes looking at her condition. I took her in a hug but this time she didn't hug me back. I feared to be left alone. I was scared to lose her.

I too started working after that because she couldn't work that much due to her usual illness. Even if she wanted to work, I didn't let her. I couldn't. Her treatment was going on. I took proper care of her like her mother. But she made sure I didn't leave my studies plus she too went to work whenever she felt she can.

I managed my studies and work both at the same time. After a few months, I got to know she was suffering from BRAIN CANCER too. The cancer cell has already moved out into the blood vessels before her treatment started.

"Ma'am we have reached!" I heard the driver which brought me back to reality.

I nodded and got down paying the bill and entered inside the hospital. After swiping my hospital card they let me in. I walked straight to my mother's ward. She was sleeping when I entered. I sighed and moved outside hugging her once making sure not to disturb her.

When she woke up, the nurse called me in and as usual, we had our dinner together and talked till she fell asleep, medicines taking over her strength to stay awake any longer.

In this hospital, only one person of the patient's guardian was allowed to stay there with them so I would always spend my nights there with her. I didn't tell her about my job as I knew she would be worried. And that was not good for health at the moment. Moreover, she doesn't need to know if it means she is living peacefully with any worries. I was one to worry not her. Not ever her from now on.

I remembered I got a mail a few months back offering PA's post for their company. That time I just ignored it because the Company is situated at 1hr distance from here. But now I have no other options left so I drafted a quick letter stating my qualification and experience for the post.

Surprisingly I didn't have to wait much and got the instant reply from their side. Strange. Isn't ?! Leave it who cares, the thing is I'm getting a job so that the hospital bills will be paid and if I get this job. After giving one last peck on my mother's forehead, I slept on the couch.

Anonymous Pov

"Sir" I heard my PA entering my cabin.

Shutting down my laptop in irritation, I looked over at him.

"What is it now?" I asked with a straight face shouting my lungs out.

"Sir..um..." he started shuttering again..Great. First, he disturbs me then instead of speaking, he is shuttering, wasting away my time.

"Will you speak now?!" I said opening my Laptop again. Till the time he speaks my work will be done.

After taking a deep breath he started again.

"Sir the Criminal you were searching for years.." Listening to this, my eyes snapped at him. He continued "is not found yet.." Now I just want to smash his face right into the wall just behind him.

What does he thinks I don't know about it that the criminal is not found yet. Hell, I know it all. Stupid jerk. What's special in that.

"I know that!" I shouted.

"Sir...um..we found his Daughter instead" What did he say..his DAUGHTER.

"What..?!" I said in shock. Why not..the person I'm searching for years will be right in front of my eyes if I can get hold of his daughter.

I'll destroy his daughter so that he has to beg in front of me. I'll destroy him as he destroyed my family years back.

This is it, I'm going to take my REVENGE. This is the reason why I have reached here, where I can control every single being and destroy the people back who have done me wrong.

Just wait and watch. The day is here finally. Start counting your last few days.

"I hope you have already gathered all the information about his daughter?" I said playing with the paperweight.

"yes, sir" He replied handing me the file. I flipped the pages and found it quite interesting.

"Offer her my PA's post through the mail!" I said calmly giving back the file. He looked at me; confused but nodded and went away.

Slow and Steady Wins the race. That's what I'm going to do this. Destroy them. Slowly making me suffer to death. Make them beg Infront of me to let them go, forgive them but I won't. 

Slowly I'm going to snatch away everything he has. My first target is his Daughter then his wife..at last him. I won't go to him but it will the other way round, he will come to me..himself. There is no need to hurry in this as I have already planned out everything. Have been planning this from the day I got back on my knees.

How much I have waited for this day.

Bloody 10 years.

I'll make him taste his own medicine. The pain he had given me 10 years back, its time for him to feel that pain himself. The pain of losing your loved ones. The pain of watching someone murdering your loved ones right in front of your eyes. The pain of being left alone. The pain to struggle alone in this cruel world.

I'll make him feel more pain than what I went through. He will suffer more than what I have. I'll make sure of that. I'll make sure he suffers to death like he made my parents die that day.

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Its been a month since the day I got all the information about his daughter. I kept asking my PA if she accepted the offer but as usual, I got a negative response which did nothing but worsening my patience.

How difficult is that to just accept my offer when it is mentioned over there that she would be paid more than what she earns at her current job now.

Anyways I'll wait..i don't want to ruin my whole plan.

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Hell, it had been damn 3 months now. The girl is testing my patience.

You won't make me wait, now just see what I'll do. I called my PA through the intercom. After correct 20 seconds, he enters into my Cabin.

"Yes Sir," He said already with his notepad. I smirked and stretched my legs and rested on my back on the chair.

"That girl should be fired from her current job." he nodded.

"Now!" he got startled by my voice and quickly composed himself and replied, "Sure sir" and departed from my Cabin.

Now. This is what I wanted. Now she has no other option left then to accept my offer.

I always get what I want, by hook or crook.

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While working I glanced at my Rolex watch. Ahh, its 10:30 pm. I was still working as its the same condition both the ways even when I went to Mansion or stay here. So why not utilize the precious time into some productive work.

I was engrossed in my work when I heard my cabin's door clicking open. I looked up to face my PA standing there.

He leaves after me so maybe today its too late that he had to come here for permission let him go.

"Listen its ok, you may leave now!" I said dryly again typing back on my Laptop.

"No sir, I just came here to say something!" He replied on which I glared at him. Of course, now he will say he wants to leave for a day or maybe two.

"I hope you know there is a lot of work now in the office, so you're not getting any leave," I said sternly still typing on my Laptop.

"No...sir..its some.....thing else," he said stammering. Hell, why does he have to stammer every time? Can't he speak straightforwardly? s**t headed bastard.

"Speak!" I looked at him with an expressionless face.

He gulped down and started "Sir..actually that girl accepted our offer!"

What?! Did I heard it right or I'm so excited or maybe frustrated to hear what I wanted to hear from months?

"What?!" I need to know if I heard it right or not.

"Yes, sir she accepted our offer" He repeated. Finally, the day is here.

"You may leave now!" I said while pointing towards the door. He nodded and walked away.

Now is the time when my whole hard work is going to be rewarded.

I was left broken after that incident. I had no one who could take care of me. I had to beg and steal food for filling my stomach.

Then on a usual day, Police came in search of me. I ran away everywhere to hide away thinking they might get to know about me, stealing food.

But at last after running and hiding for 2 whole days they found me when I was sleeping in the middle of the forest area, exhausted, bruised, and starving.

Then they informed me that my Dad had already transferred all his property and the Company on my name so it's my choice if I want to take up or not.

I was only 14 yrs back then so I didn't understand the half part they told me, so without even thinking for once I took up everything. I didn't want it to go in anyone's else hands. My father had build everything on his, with his hard-work. His company was not just a company but his pride. He truly was a leader in every way. The way he worked for that company has taken it to heights of success. I couldn't let go of that. I couldn't let his hard work go to waste.

I had already made my resolution that day at the funeral of my parents that whatever situation life gives me, I will get through it no matter how much I have to suffer and I won't die until my parents get justice..I'll take my revenge...ANYHOW!

I got everything back except my parents. I wish I could bring my parents back. Why they had to suffer, why not me? They were everything. And right in front of my eyes, everything was shattered, everything was snatched away from me. My Parents were my breath, my soul, my everything.

That time I just couldn't imagine my life without them but see, Today I'm here without them, still standing strong as ever.

I have everything starting from Mansions to every luxurious thing that once my father had for me and my mother. The world calls me the No.1 Businessman of India like my father was before me.

Though I had to struggle the first three yrs because of my incapability to handle a Company. My father had enough money so from that I got myself trained as a businessman.

With the time passed by, everything got settled right on its path.

The Company had a huge downfall in the market as the loss of my Father but somehow I brought back the company to its original position. Then I earned MONEY, NAME, and FAME.

I have reached till here to get everything I need for crushing down my enemy. But the thing I was waiting for was to get hold of that person.

I tried my best to search him in the whole country but didn't get anything. Then I started searching outside the country thinking maybe he had run away to other countries to hide. But that was also unsuccessful.

Finally, after too much struggle, I got hold of his Daughter. I don't want to hurt the innocents but I don't have any other option left than harming his daughter to get to him even when his daughter was not a part of this revenge thing.

But now I just don't care. I just want him to suffer..feel the pain I felt all these years..being killed mercilessly like my parents were forced to.

Here starts my R-E-V-E-N-G-E !!!

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