His Doll

Devika's p.o.v

A bed warmer!! Just a bed warmer!! This is my value in front of him!!

I am sitting on the floor wrapping a thin sheet around me and seeing him with wide eyes. He stood up from the bed with his naked glory and started going to the washroom.

I am not crying anymore like my tears are dried down now. I only want one answer of a question.

I asked him, "If you hate me that much then why did you marry me?

He turned at me and nodded his head.

He said," good question. This is just starting. You will come to know about everything."

" I can't tolerate this humiliation. Send me back to my home. I don't want to live with you" I told him clutching the sheet tightly. I am feeling like a used tissue paper. He raped me then kicked me from his bed like I am any kind of whore who has no respect.

Listening to my words he laughed like I have said a joke. He came towards me and fisted my hair in his hand tightly. I hissed in pain. He had already pulled my hair many times when he was raping me and now I am feeling like my hair will anytime come out from my skull.

He said with his dangerous tone," Humiliation!!  You didn't even see the real humiliation. You will see the real humiliation very soon."

Saying that he went back to the washroom. I am just sitting on the floor with my broken soul and body. My body is paining. I can't even feel my lower body parts. I am crying resting my head on one edge of the bed. Why he is doing this to me!! Why! These questions are putting more pressure in my already wounded heart.

came out from the washroom. He said with a boring tone," I have ordered you to

He threatened me," if you don't

the company isn't my mother's!! I thought in my mind but didn't dare to

he is choking my

saying that he again kissed my already cut lips. His every touch is fueling disgust in

this hour wearing his

of pain. My feet are feeling like jelly. I can't feel my lower region. With the help

with limping legs, I entered into the washroom. When I saw my reflection into the mirror I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. My whole body is scratched like any wild animal had attacked me. My both cheeks are red because of his slapping. My lips are swollen and cut. Dry blood is visible on my lips. And my whole body!! I couldn't even look at my body! He

shower. I started rubbing my whole body harshly to remove his filthy

my saree. I laid down on the floor as per his order. Surprisingly I am not feeling uncomfortable. I am too much hurt that the floor's hardness isn't bothering me either!!. Very soon I drifted into a deep sleep. I am feeling like to not wake up

Author's p.o.v

the same tune with too much hurt, pain in his mind and soul. He is trailing his fingers on the piano harshly drawing blood from his fingers. But he isn't hissing in pain or doing anything for his fingers. He is continuing his

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slapped him on his cheek. His mother screamed like a

mother slapped him. Abhinav said," All the people in our neighbourhood is saying this. Ma, is this a bad word. Why my friends always

word has another type of sinic power. If any woman is labelled by this

at his mother and cupped her face in his small palms. He said softly," My mother is the most beautiful, pure and best mother in the world. They are just Jealous of you. That's why they bully me. But from today I

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