By the look of his eyes it was clear that he was ready to kill the love of his love.

He forgot the day he saw her for the first time.

With mud on her face and her yellow dress she was prettier than anything he had ever seen. She was like the first ray of sun which spreads across the dark sky and gives it its beauty.

She has taken everything from him at the very first sight.

She was his destruction just like he was hers

Still he ran behind her.

Everywhere she went she found him there.

Like he was not someone else, a soul in a someone's else's body but he was hers, a part of her, a shadow of her or perhaps her soul.

A haunting soul which took all her happiness, a black soul who had snatched everything from her and now was snatching her life.

He was giving her a death and with a smile on her face Chandni was accepting it.

His hold on her throat was tight, tighter than he had ever held her.

Like a single thin rope his hands were strangling her, her feet were scratching against that ceramic bathtub. The water so cold and colourless was splashing out.. however the smile lightening her lips never dimmed.

In contrast it widened, infuriating the man in control more.

Her eyes were closing, through her nose she was taking last drops of breaths. She was closer to her death, a final death.

From tomorrow she will not die every other minute.

It was final.. she was loosing her life and Chandni could not be more happy about it.

Her eyes started drooping, closing as she counted the last few brethes. A face smiling in front of her half lidded eyes.

A smiling face of her Sabiq.

He was whispering something to her.

I love you…

No he was not the person who says I love you, he shows his I love yous.

Then what was he saying?

Chandni's brows furrowed. What are you saying Sabiq ?

She wanted to ask but this man was strangling her so hard that she thought she would die before knowing what her Sabiq was saying.

But still getting a small glimpse of his loving face was enough for her.

That is why even being close to her death Chandni was smiling.

Shivoham has turned a complete beast, all the darkness of the world has submerged itself in his eyes and in his mind.

Jealousy is a sore feeling. It makes you blind in hate. Just like it was doing to Shivoham..

Being so deep in his jealousy he was killing his love. That smile curling her lips even while living in pain was taunting him more.

He put more pressure, a part of him was telling him to kill her now and here.

With her everything will end.

The way he has turned into a complete beast was all because of her. He was arrogant, a bad man, a sinner but he was never what he is today.

He is what he is today only because of her.

Kill her. Kill her Shivoham. Everything is her fault. End this story by ending this bitch.

The devil within him snarled and Shivoham lost it.

Putting more pressure on her throat he was going to kill her. He was already a murderer killing one more life will not affect a sinner like him.

Even if the life belongs to his lover.

Chandni's legs stopped thrashing, her hands laid limp on the side, her beautiful honey brown eyes to which he had fallen in love at first sight popped out in a ugly way.

His sweet rose, his Chandni, his very first and last love was counting her very last breath when an old memory echoed inside him.

Rimjhim gire sawan sulag sulag jaaye mann bheege aaj is mausam mein lagi kaisi yeh agan..

The rain falls pitter patter and enkindles my heart. In this wet weather what is the fire that rages in me…

She was standing by the window, touching the cold drops of pearl like rain water in her warm palm.

Shivoham was staring at her, in a red saree she was looking like a goddess. Her long brown hair was wrapped in a loose bun, sitting lightly on the base of her neck.

She was smiling and Shivoham was bewitched by her smile.

“You sing?” his hazel eyes lightened up hearing her singing so sweetly and he asked. He felt like nature had mixed honey in every drop of her voice.

Chandni flinched, instantly taking her hand in from the outside. She did not know someone else was also in this room.

Wiping her wet hand in her saree she nodded slightly not waving her gaze from the rain outside. The rain was getting harsh, Chandni wanted to close the window but in his presence not a single muscle of her body moved.

“You like singing Kishore Kumar's song,” he asked again, itching to get another reaction from her.

A sudden smile curled in the corner of her lips and turning around she looked at him and said with a childlike excitement,“I love singing Kishore Kumar's song Shivoham..he is my and my Papa's favourite.”

One look and she took Shivoham's breath away. It was the first time she has taken his name without any hate, anger or fear.

It was the first knock of love that he felt in his heart.

The same smiling face of hers resurfaced in his mind and Shivoham came back from that dark world.

Before she could die he left her.

He first looked at his hands with hatred and then at her lifeless body.

She was dull.

She died.

“Chandni,” holding her in his arms, he called her with love. She was not opening her eyes.

“Chandni. Chandni,” he was screaming her name in the need of hearing her voice, in the need of seeing those honey brown orbs, however her eyes were closed.

It looks like she was finally free.

“No chandni no you can't leave me like this. You have to wake up. You have to wake up for me,” Shivoham said again and again. The fear in his face was visible. The man so strong and arrogant was shivering in fear, fear of losing her.

He can't lose her.

She was and she is his last hope, his love.

No matter how much he tries to hate her for choosing some other man over him but his love always overpowers all his hate.

“Chandni my love please open your eyes,” Shivoham begged, he was crying by now. What kind of man he was. First he killed her and then cried because he killed her.

He was completely broken..even after calling her again and again when she did not open her eyes he sealed his lips to hers.

Mingling his breath with hers he was trying to wake her up.

And like always luck was on his side.

With a sharp intake of breath Chandni came back to life. Her eyes snapped open.

The life was still inside her, she was alive.

She was alive to endure more pain from him.

“Chandni, my sweet rose. You are alive,” Shivoham cried, hugging her tight to his chest.

“I thought I lost you. Why do you keep doing this  kind of thing Chandni..you know how much I hate it when you take his name,” he said, looking at her ashen face.

She was taking short breaths, her eyes were full of tears. She wanted to die, why did God give her another chance to live

“You stupid fool.Can't you understand such a simple thing. Forget him, he is nothing to you! I am your lover, your destiny,” he said, wiping the water from her face as he brought her close to his heart.

“My stupid stupid baby,” he chuckled, raining kisses on her wet head. He was acting so sweet and normal as if not a minute ago he was trying to kill her.

Warm water again bubbled in her eyes. She was again being a prey of his psychotic side. He claims to love her then tries to kill her and then again shows his fake love.

Chandni's lips wobbled and soon a cry escaped her lips. Why she !? Why did she have to endure all these things? What wrong has she done hn ?

“What have I done! What have I done ! What I have done,” like a mad woman she mumbled the same words before breaking down in a heart wrenching sob.

She sobbed, feeling all the pain of her life at this one moment in which her tormentor was loving her, holding close to his heart he was kissing her and she was crying in his arms.

“I - I am ve-ry ba-d I shou-ld di-e. God I a-m so-rry forg-ive me,” Chandni hiccuped between her cries. She was really hating herself. Maybe all this was the karma of her past. She must have hurt an innocent soul that is why god is punishing her.

“Ma ma ma ma..” Fisting his wet shirt she cried her eyes out mumbling her mother's name as if she would come and save her from all these bad things.

“I am ba-d I am so so bad,” Chandni whispered between her sobs. Her heart, her soul, her mind everything was scarred now. She wanted to become that scarless Chandni again however she knew she can never go back to her old self.

Chandni was unconsolable, her tears, her sobs were not stopping. And the thing that she was actually crying in her tormentor's arms was making her cry more.

Such a shameful woman she was. Crying in her tormentor’s arms.

She should have died. Why didn't he kill her?

“Ma.. mum mum mumma,” she whimpered like a small kid, her nose all snotty, her face all red full of tears. Chandni was pitiable in search of only a hug from her mother or…Sabiq.

But both of them didn't come. It was only Shivoham with her.

“Shhh..it's okay baby. My sweet rose, I am here, don't cry now,” he cooed softly, caressing her wet hair with one hand and rubbing her naked back with the other.

“Shi- vo-hum.. I nee-d mumma..,” she looked up at him and hiccuped with her quivering lips.

She doesn't even want Sabiq now. She only wanted her mumma..she wanted to go back in time and meet her mumma.

Chandni was again that six year old baby who used to cry in her mother's embrace whenever something or someone hurted her.

Shivoham's throat tightened, he felt his heart stirring with emotions when she looked at him with her red painful eyes and asked for her mumma.

Controlling his emotions he wiped her tears before taking her in his arms in bridal style and getting out of the bathtub.

Once entering his room he settled her on the bed,“You wait for me here sweet rose. I will be back in a minute,” crouching down to her level he said softly before placing a kiss on her red nose and leaving her alone.

After only a minute he came back with a soft white skirt and top.

It was comfortable to wear, it slipped on her silken skin just finely. Making her resemble a sweetest broken doll.

“My beautiful sweet rose,” Shivoham whispered, before getting behind her and untangling her long brown locks.

Chandni was looking ahead blankly at nothingness as Shivoham started brushing her hair all the time talking about random things and then ending up telling her how much he loves her and how she should never cross her boundaries again.

Untangling her brown locks he clasped a butterfly clutch on her hair, leaving her cascading hair open.

Placing another soothing kiss on her head he said,“It's time to eat some dinner love,” Shivoham smiled at her.

“You wait here for me. I am bringing some hot chicken soup for you. You have turned so dull and pale. It will give you your energy back. After all you will need to endure your real punishment,” he said the end words with a devilish smile.

Chandni's eyes snapped to him.

There was more to her punishment!

Giving one last kiss to her ashen cheek he went out of the room.

Leaving Chandni shivering in the thought of what will be her next punishment.

….

Chandni was trying to look past that loving look in his eyes as he fed her the warm soup.

But she was failing miserably.

She has no idea what punishment he was planning for her.

Her hands were trembling by the single thought of getting raped again.

He had r*ped her uncountable times still she was not used to it. Either she turns all dead or feels the invisible insects crawling her skin whenever he r*pes her.

“Don't be a picky eater Chandni. You have to finish all this soup. So stop making those faces,” he said, seeing how she was scrunching her nose in distaste.

“Sorry,”Chandni whispered, wiping the side of her lips.

The soup was full of salt. Other than saltiness there was nothing in the soup. Chandni knew he had intentionally put too much salt in it.

He wanted to hurt her in every way possible.

“Here,” Shivoham said and Chandni opened her mouth, gulping down the last drop of salty soup, she finished it all.

"That's like my good girl,” Shivoham praised her. Taking out a napkin out of his pocket he wiped her mouth.

Chandni's eyes were down as he kept staring while wiping her mouth ever so slowly with his napkin.

He was looking at her as if he was peeking at her soul. His dark gaze was bothering her. He had seen every part of her body, he remembers every mole of her body like the back of his hand. Whether it is the mole on her neck or on her ass.

He knows and loves every detail of her body still when he looks at her like this she feels ugly, like she is a thing and he was here to buy her.

Chandni chuckled internally at the comparison her mind made.

She was already a thing to him and he had already bought her.

“I love you Chandni,” Shivoham said, snapping her out of her thoughts.

Chandni looked up at him. Her eyes were blank. It was not the first time he was telling her I love you.

Every night before sleeping and after ra*ing her he says I love you.

“I love you too Shivoham,” she repeated like a puppet. He will slap her if she does not say I love you back.

His hand is very strong. Most of the time she bleeds from mouth after getting his slaps.

Shivoham was not happy with her I love you. He was not satisfied at all. Tilting his head to one side he raised a brow with a smirk curling his thick lips.

Monster.

With that look he always resembled a monster.

Chandni understood what she had to do now.

Getting close to him she wrapped her arms around his neck and placed her lips on his.

“I love you Shivoham. Thank you for becoming my master. I would have rotted in hell without you. You have saved me. You have…you have given me this heaven Shivoham. Thank you for it,” she said with a fake smile.

He loves it when she behaves like a trained doll. It was his guilty pleasure.

Shivoham smiled darkly and pulled her to his lap. Wrapping his hands around her thin waist he flexed his cock against her butt making her squirm in disgust.

He laughed at that while Chandni controlled herself from grimacing.

“You don't love me sweet rose. You still love him, that swine,” suddenly his demeanour changed as he gritted out the words darkly. His eyes got sharpened remembering the way she was screaming his name a few minutes ago.

Chandni shivered hearing that tone of his. No matter how much she tries to be bold and fearless but the thought of getting r*ped in the form of punishment scares her.

The bed where they were sitting right now. It was the same bed in which he had destroyed her for the first time..

This bed haunts her.

Her lips started quivering remembering that night.

Sabiq..she wanted to whisper his name but could not.

“Your love for him hasn't died. And by the way you whisper his name I know it will never die on its own,” Shivoham whispered in her ears. The hairs on her neck rose up feeling his harsh breathing on her skin.

His hold on her tightened..he was getting angry. Maybe he will finally kill her this time.

Chandni smiled at the thought.

However her smile vanished hearing his next words.

“I can't kill you Chandni. Even if I want to, I can't kill you. You are my love, you are my life.You are my breath…I can't live without you. I can't kill you," he said.

Suddenly something psychotic flashed through his eyes and he said,“But I can kill your love for him. I can kill your Sabiq.”

Chandni snapped her eyes to him.

“No. No Shivoham. You can't kill my Sabiq. You can't,” she said, her eyes widening in fear as she looked deep in his hazel eyes.

“I can and I will,” Shivoham gritted out, hating seeing the loving concern in her eyes for him.

“No no Shivoham please don't kill him. You want to punish me then punish me. But don't kill him. You want me all to yourself right. Here I am for you. Do whatever you want to do to me but don't hurt him. Don't,” fisting his shirt she cried, begging to him.

With great efforts she freed herself from his tight hold.

Tears were dropping from her eyes like large pearls as she opened the button of her white shrug and then her white top.

Getting completely topless she sat on her knees on the floor. Keeping her palms over her thighs she hung her head down before saying.

“Please punish me, shivoham.”

Shivoham looked at her for a long time. Anger was spreading inside him like the fire in the jungle.

He used to be happy seeing her on her knees for him but not now.

She was doing all this for him.

For that bloody Sabiq.

With anger bubbling in him in low flame he grabbed her chin harshly,“You will definitely get punished, my sweet rose but not here,” he snarled, looking deep in her innocent eyes with fire in his dark eyes.

“In the dungeon.”

He said and Chandni gulped in deep fear. Her whole frame shivered by hearing that single word dungeon.

More than death, she was scared of that dungeon.

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