Twisted Vengeance
•❥• 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐉 𝐗 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐀𝐃𝐀 •❥•
The door slammed behind me with a sound so loud, it made me flinch. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might crack my ribs.
I didn't have time to think. Didn't have time to breathe.
His hand was in my hair again, yanking my head back so sharply I gasped. My vision blurred with tears, but I still saw his eyes-burning with fury. Not anger. Fury.
I stumbled as he dragged me forward like I was nothing but a rag doll. My feet tripped over themselves, my wrists aching from where I tried to push him away. He didn't care.
And when he flung me onto the bed like I weighed nothing, I lost what little strength I had left. I lay there for a second, breathing hard, my tears soaking into my skin.
"Please-" I whispered, barely able to say his name.
But he wasn't listening. Or maybe he was-and he didn't care.
"Strip."
The word hit me like a slap. Cold. Sharp. Terrifying.
My blood ran cold. I sat up slowly, unsure if I'd heard him right. "W-what...?"
His silence said enough.
Two steps and he was in front of me, his face unreadable but his fury loud. Before I could react, he grabbed the shawl from my shoulder and tore it. The sound-fabric ripping-echoed louder than my scream.
My hands flew up in instinct, holding the rest of my clothes close, panic choking me.
"Don't-please-" I tried again.
His hand clamped around my jaw so tightly I felt the tremble in my bones.
"I warned you," he hissed. "She suffered because of you. And now you'll suffer every single day."
My body froze.
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Chitraangda Sharma, a 20-year-old with simple dreams of peace and a quiet life, is suddenly kidnapped in a twisted game of revenge. Thrust into darkness, she must survive betrayal, fear, and pain, all while struggling to hold onto the fragments of her soul.
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