Adhisha's POV

I stared at the wall before me thinking nothing in my mind, and let the water soak my body.

Who would have thought? My life too can lead smoothly, but after that deal between us, everything seems so changed.

He almost handed me all rights to live the way I want in this house and I grabbed them just to backstab him one day.

I feel good when I get space to roam in this hell, at least I feel alive for quite some time.

I know something is cooking in his head but who would tell me what it is, so I decided to make my path, doesn't matter if it's rough or thorny.

I switched off the shower and got inside the closet room, I grabbed a thin strap knee-length white dress and got ready with no make-up.

I feel scared to see in the mirror, I can't stare at that dirty woman, I feel disgusted with her and I hate her so much that I wish I would never face her.

I sighed and again got out of the room to pretend as a devoted wife, I am doing every fucking thing from last two weeks a wife should do, taking care of him, from his food to his bed.

Every fucking thing that proves I want to give this relationship a chance, want to lead a life with him painful or happy doesn't matter when I know I am aiming an arrow in the dark.

But it doesn't mean his behaviour changed towards me, it worsened but it's proof that my actions affected him.

Makes him feel the things he never did and I know Adhisha Singhaniya is on the right path.

Maids greeted me when I entered the kitchen giving me those same scared and weird glances they gave on the first day of me entering here.

There were at least six maids but when they saw me they all lined up and stood straight not even daring to look at me and I greatly did my job of ignoring them.

I don't want to let anyone die because of me, I won't even get a place in hell after my death and I truly want to visit heaven.

I sighed and focused on my work, trashing all the thoughts out of my brain.

I decided to cook something special for him whatever he likes, but I don't fucking know what the hell he likes until today I was cooking whatever I wanted and for once he didn't say he didn't want to eat it.

I turned towards the maid and asked, "What does Sir usually like to eat?"

She gulped and began looking at other maids while the head maid spoke, who was standing near the door.

"He never eats here Mam, he has been eating here since you started cooking so we don't have any idea."

She answered and I looked at her, before again asking, "Where does he eat then?"

They just stood there silent and I felt silly to ask that question to them.

I decided to bake whatever I knew how to cook, which were very specific dishes, such as Pulao, boiled eggs, grilled chicken, Meat curry and chapati that's it, I just learned a few things from Mumma.

I asked the maids to set the dining table and got into my room, I changed my dress to a beautiful purple satin Saree and wore that black thorny chain with an extremely small amount of sindoor in my hair partition.

After all, I will be the one to wash out this vermillion from my middle line, maybe the first wife who wishes to kill her very own husband.

When I came downstairs, I was satisfied with the way they decorated the dining area.

My eyes averted hearing the footsteps and I saw him entering the house, looking tired with blood stains on his white shirt.

Probably coming home after destroying someone else's home, A smile came on my lips just thinking about that poor family.

Though I don't feel pity anymore for anyone not for myself too, I learned not to feel from him and I am applying it in a good way.

I noticed he was almost eyeraping me and smiled at him making him smirk in return

I usually don't wear a saree maybe he liked that I wore a saree, I know he loves stripping it.

He threw his blazer at his assistant and directly walked towards the dining table taking a seat and gesturing for me to sit.

While I sat and began serving him but didn't fail to sense his actions.

He leaned on the table and stared at me quietly boring holes into my body.

"Something seems changed in you from that deal," his words made me want to look at him but I didn't and he continued.

"You don't look ugly anymore, you look beautiful," This time I was forced to look at him and noticed he was lost.

His eyes were burning with something unknown, I never saw in them and decided to knock him back into the world.

"Kalp Trivedi chose to talk in the puzzle, Is anyone dying."

He chuckled coming out of his thoughts and stared directly into my eyes before answering, "So soon."

I would say if I didn't tremble with the intensity of his heavy words I would lie, I moved my tongue over my dry lips trying to avoid their shakiness and saw him gulping.

Suddenly he kept a box on the dining table and pushed it towards me, while I just stared at him like a lost puppy when he spoke.

"It isn't from KT but Kalp Trivedi, the first gift for his wife," he said and I stopped the urge to roll my eyes, my heart bloomed with victory and I immediately opened the box just to be left stunned.

It was a beautiful platinum pendant of Adhisha, I won't lie, It was just as how I once wished in front of him when I was doing that drama of insomnia.

It didn't contain any sentiments of mine other than my Dadi's words, and the person who reminded me of her words through this chain was the only one who killed her.

"It's been months, It was made for you."

I heard his words and closed that box before asking, "Kya khana pasand karenge Aap?"

(What would you like to eat?)

"Pulao?"

He shook his head and I spoke, "Grilled chicken or boiled egg?"

He still shook his head and I frowned seeing him smirking, of course, I was alarmed.

He leaned on his chair and grabbed the fork pointing towards me and replying pulling his lip under his teeth, "You."

I wasn't much shocked but our surroundings trembled me, there were his guards his Assistant and maids.

What if he asked them to rape me? I don't want to die before punishing him enough.

Still, I gathered my courage and got up, I slowly stripped my Saree with my trembling fingers and noticed those guards lowering their eyes while maids looked away from us, his assistant was already out of our sight.

"Come here," he signed and I walked near him, he pushed the utensils aside and I understood my assignment.

I lay on the table and parted my legs in front of him before pulling my skirt up to my thighs.

"Let me help you, Darling," He said and ripped that skirt in one grip and just then he ripped the panty leaving me bare.

But I didn't shed a tear, that wasn't my cup of tea until he implied physical pain, and I was sure, in a few minutes, the blood would be dripping out of my eyes.

He traced his fingers on my clit and kissed there making me fist my palm.

"I can admire this sight the whole day," his breath touched me there and slowly his tongue entered me, sending pleasure down my whole body and I assaulted my palm, lips, and tongue, not to feel that pleasure.

I wanted pain, so brutal pain so my soul trembles and his with me, I suffer through pain and see him regretting his action, I want him to drown my blood and bear ache in his heart.

And If I am not wrong he implies pain on me to make himself feel, that he isn't changing, but if Kalp Trivedi could understand? He is already caught in the web called as love woven by a very woman whom he destroyed.

"Maahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

An earth-shattering scream left my mouth when the hot curry touched my womanhood burning me brutally.

And I felt my nerve cells freeze so did my ability to sense the pain, I felt lifeless and I heard his voice, "Now it tastes home, Darling, and you better know I won't love you, I would never love you."

Even after that numb pain, a smile tucked the corner of my lips before darkness engulfed me, knowing I burned the flame and it wouldn't take much time to turn into fire.

Kalp Trivedi loves me, he loves me and that's not my misconception, that day won't be far when I see him at my feet.

I felt lost, like I was caged in a circular tunnel and a beam of light was calling me, to take me home, I felt greedy and I ran behind that light to search for that little hole from where that light was coming.

"Come my baccha," I heard that voice it was familiar, so familiar that my feet accelerated their speed wanting to capture that person.

She is calling me, she wants to take me far away from this cruel human world.

"Come child," I moved like a lost baby when that beam of light kept increasing with the frequency of that voice.

"I am feeling pain Dadi, my senses don't work anymore, I am dead, but he isn't freeing my soul, please take me with you, the ache seems so unbearable now, it's hard Dadi."

I opened my tear-filled eyes and found myself in my bedroom, tugged comfortably in the comforter.

I yawned and realized I woke up at, 1:00 AM.

My eyes landed on his shirtless figure, he was sitting on the bar stool, drinking and looking so into thoughts.

I sat up and the amount of pain I expected wasn't there, I lifted the duvet and checked to see if the ointment was applied to my vagina or not and noticed it was.

I wondered If it was truly Kalp Trivedi who applied ointment or any random maid.

If he did I would be the happiest one after all the beast is turning into a human.

"What is love?"

His words snapped me out of my thoughts and I saw he was already staring at me as a clueless child and I understood why this creature didn't have feelings.

A smile came on my lips and I stared at him, I got out of bed trying to walk towards him but fell on the floor even before taking a single step

Tears rolled down my eyes with excessive pain in between my legs but I tried to get up knowing he wouldn't help me but first time I was proved wrong when he lifted me in his arms and brutally thrashed me on the bed.

He turned to go but I gripped his wrist stopping him from going further and pulled him back on my body before turning our position.

"Go after getting your answer."

I muttered trailing my fingers on his jawline while my naked body was completely pressed against his clothed one.

I got away from his frozen body, took out the first aid box from the side table and grabbed his bleeding palm that I noticed earlier and started cleaning it.

He tried to take it out of my hold but I gripped it tightly and glared at him, warning him not to move.

He was staring at me with a blank face and I kept doing my work with all concentration mixed with so much care and love in my eyes.

I know Love isn't the thing of faking or pretending and how best actor anyone could be but faking love is something no one can do.

So what's wrong with loving him, he should know how it feels to get purely loved, and cared for, And I will give him everything.

I glanced at his questioning gaze and carefully bandaged his palm before replying

"Love????? It is the emotion you need to feel, Kalp, you can't get it by forcing someone, you need to burn for someone, live for someone, and learn to forgive, try not to be selfish, keep that person before you, feel your heart beating for that person."

I pushed him onto the bed and hovered over him making him look at me but he kept his mouth shut.

I pulled his nape and said with tears in my eyes, but they weren't fake, "Look into my eyes Kalp Trivedi, you will see love, You will see a lonely girl who wants to love, who wants to be freed, who want to live happily, she can teach you easily what love means, just once let that heart feel, you will feel luckiest amongst all."

He stared at me blankly trying to comprehend what I was saying and I decided to make him understand in his language.

I took his lips with mine kissing him slowly and steadily, I was able to feel his tensed muscles but I proceeded, I kept kissing him, sucking his saliva with not letting the disgust crawl in my heart but what shocked me was he didn't reciprocate anomalistically.

I expected him to behave the way he did but he was lost so I took the lead and stripped his clothes.

I didn't wish to degrade myself but I did, and pushed him inside me injuring myself more, or maybe worsening my situation.

I am bleeding I know but who cares, he doesn't for sure, and I left caring about myself.

My tears dripped but I leaned on him and snuggled my nose in his chest, I wasn't even in a condition to take him out of me now.

The burning sensation was still there, today I polluted myself entirely, I became slut but I want it to be worth it, my decision was costing me my self-respect and I don't want my sacrifice to go to waste.

Suddenly he pulled himself out of me and I opened my mouth to scream out in pain but he kept his palm on my mouth and flapped his eyelashes telling me to keep quiet.

Suddenly he lifted his hands in surrender and said with a smile, "You truly wish to give this relationship a chance Adhisha or want your freedom, I will open both doors for you and the choice would be yours to prove your loyalty or ditch me and actions would be mine, with the ownership to decide consequence"

I gulped hard when he pecked my lips and got up from my body, he wrapped a towel around his torso and walked towards the bar but his words rang in my head and I asked in my shaky tone.

"What are you thinking KT?"

He turned toward me with a genuine smile and answered, "Nothing too much just to keep you in between peoples you know, under the same roof where your dearest brother would be."

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