𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

My eyes snapped open when I felt my body numb. I was lying on the floor, and I immediately sat up, my eyes widening when I saw all those bodyguards standing around me.

I was in an unfamiliar room, which contained the strong smell of chocolate scent. The entire vibe radiating from the room was full of negativity, and the area felt more like a basement than a room.

"Who are you all?" I shouted, while one of those bodyguards held the pallu of my saree.

Hey Mahadev, what is happening here? Why did these men kidnap me?

I know I'm not anywhere around the reception party's venue. I don't even know where that man is who bumped into me. 

Such a bastard, he asked his bodyguards to kidnap me?

I tried to stop him from pulling my pallu away from my body, but he was so strong. He pulled my pallu harshly, resulting in my saree to tear.

Tears welled up in my eyes when I realised what they are about to do with me. One of the bodyguards caught my arm and pulled me on my feet, and the one holding my saree began to roll it off me.

"Please, humein jaane dijiye! Hum-"

[Please, let me go! I-]

I was cut off when I realised I was now only in my blouse and peticoat, and looking at the lustful eyes of all those bodyguards made me feel even more disgusted and weak.

Mahadev, please save me! Please do something and save me!

Can't someone come as a blessing and save me from these monsters?

I don't want to get hunted by these poachers. I don't want to lose my innocence.

Sadly, this is the harsh reality of the society. No matter if a girl wears a bikini or a saree, men only care about a woman's body.

I tried to hide my revealed waist while tears streamed down my cheeks.

I closed my eyes tightly, reciting Mahadev's name under my breath, that was when I heard the loud sound of a door kicking.

I immediately opened my eyes and saw the same man; the one who bumped into me.

He walked inside, his aura dominating and scaring everyone. All his bodyguards lowered their heads.

"Agar use haath lagaya, toh tum sabke haath tod dunga!" he roared on top of his voice while taking off his coat.

[If you dared to touch her, I'll break the hands of all of you!]

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"Papa, why don't you understand? I don't want to marry him!" I protested in front of my dad, who remained standing like a stone in front of me.

He was never like this, never. He always supported my opinions since childhood, but I don't understand what has gotten into him now.

"Papa, please try to understand! Humein lawyer banna hai, hum abhi shadi nahi kar sakte!" I begged, tears streaming down my face.

[Papa, please try to understand! I want to become a lawyer, I can't get married now!]

"I wish everything was in my hand, Angel," papa replied, shattering my heart into uncountable pieces.

I can't get married now, not at all when I don't even know the name of the man I have to marry.

I don't even want to ask papa who he is, because in the first place, I do not appreciate the idea of this marriage.

My dreams of becoming a lawyer will shatter completely, I know that.

But what's even more disturbing and pressuring is the decision I had to make: I either have to choose my dreams or fulfill papa's wish.

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"Tumne sirf mujhse shadi kari hai, meri biwi banne ki koshish kari toh mujhse bura koi nahi hoga," he taunted, while a lone tear escaped my eye.

I hid my tears and how hurt I was by his words. Every single day after this marriage feels like a curse on me.

His family has accepted me but will he ever do it?

I don't understand why he behaves like this, he hates me and then protects me too.

Is he using me to fight in his shitty politics?

Am I nothing but only a forced wife for him?

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Ayra Roy