Note: I am not supporting the content or abuse in the content. Just written to bring out a few facts and happenings left unnoticed in the society. I strongly oppose marital rape and abuse towards women.

Aarti PoV:

Aarti PoV:

While waiting for my husband, my phone rang disturbing me from my thoughts. It's my best friend, Roma. I always wished to have a sister like her. She cares for me a lot. I smiled and received the call.

"Hello, Roma!"

"Hi, How are you, sweetheart? Are you ok?" Roma asked concerned about me.

"Just before three hours, we met in my marriage. What will happen to me in this short time, darling?" I said, smiling.

"I never expected that your uncle would get you married to a billionaire like Vihaan. There must be something hidden, which we need to know. Please be careful, Aarti."

"Sure dear. I will be careful," I said slowly.

I heard the footsteps of someone outside the room. I disconnected the call and turned to the other side. Someone opened and slammed the door making me jump in fear.

"What are you doing?" I heard a bitter strong masculine voice. I understood it's Vihaan without glancing at him. Why is he angry? As far as I know, I didn't do anything wrong.

I thought to answer him, but he caught my hair and turned me towards him pulling it. His eyes were fiery. Hair was disturbed. The strong odour of alcohol hit my nostrils. I turned my face away from him. However, he tilted my head towards him again.

"Are you deaf or dumb? Answer me, you bloody bitch," Vihaan yelled at me. I shivered in my place hearing his abusive words.

We were just married, and he didn't know anything about me. I didn't understand why he is mad at me.

"I was on a call with my friend," I said with tears in my eyes as he tightened the hold on my hairs.

"Friend? Which friend? Boyfriend?" Vihaan smirked.

"She is my best friend," I said trying to control my tears.

He left the hold and sat on the bed.

"Come fast to the bed," Vihaan ordered me.

"I...I need... sometimes. We don't know anything about each other. So let's wait till we understand each other," I said in a low voice, scared of his reaction.

"Come yourself, Or I will drag you to the bed. However, there is no way for you to escape from me. You are my wife, and you have to pleasure me," Vihaan said.

I didn't move even an inch. How could Vihaan speak like that with his wife?

"Just come by yourself to the bed, if you want to maintain this relationship forever or leave the house right now," Vihaan said.

"I have girls who compete to sleep with me, I will call them," He said, taking his mobile from the pocket.

"No!" I said, and he looked at me.

I went to him agreeing to give myself to him. I lay down on the bed. Vihaan came on top of me.

He pulled my hair and slapped me.

"How long will you take to come to the bed? Should I wait for you? Undress yourself completely. I want a clear view of your body. Let me check your body," Vihaan said.

I closed my eyes hearing his disgusting words. Doesn't he have any decency?

"Vihaan, I am your wife. This is not the way to behave or talk to me," I said, feeling hurt with his words.

Vihaan slapped me again. I held my cheek in pain.

"You are a living corpse to me. I can use you as I wish. You are my slave, and I will treat you as a slave. Don't dare to teach me how I should behave, Undress yourself now!" Vihaan commanded me, holding my neck.

"Please leave me, please," I begged him as I couldn't breathe. He left the hold on my neck.

"Remember, never speak before me except to answer my questions. From today, you are denied of all your humanly rights. You are not allowed to smile, talk or do anything without my permission. You should come to bed whenever I order you without further argument," Vihaan said.

Am I his slave? What is he talking? Is he going to treat me as a slave forever? Am I going to live as a slave to him throughout my life? I undressed myself. He leered at me.

"Not bad!" Vihaan said.

He again came on top of me. He looked at my lips.

"Your lips are hot. Let me taste them first," Vihaan kissed them and then licked my lips. He tried to enter my mouth, but I denied closing my lips tight.

"You are stubborn. Don't worry; I will teach you how a slave should behave."

He went to my belly and moved his fingers there. He encircled his tongue over my navel and placed a few wet kisses evoking pleasure in me. His touch made me crazy. He pinched my belly, and I wheezed. He immediately entered his tongue into my mouth. I felt queasy with the strong smell and the bitter taste of alcohol. Vihaan didn't move even a bit seeing me in tears.

I wanted to shout and go away, but I can't go anywhere. I winced in pain as he bit my lower lip. I could sense the warmth of the red liquid oozing out from my lip. Vihaan licked the blood and bit my neck. I shouted out of pain. He slapped me again.

"Don't shout. I will kill you if you shout once again. You are such a disturbing whore," he barked at me.

He squeezed my bosoms and pulled my nipples. I hardly controlled my screaming biting my lip and clutching the bed sheet. He bit the nipple and did the same with my another breast. It is excruciating, and I can't take it.

He flipped me and Iicked my back. Then, he bit several times, and I flinched to which he kicked me. He turned me towards him catching my hair and slapped me hard. I screeched because of his hard slap.

"Shut up, you useless slave. If you shout again, I will kick you hard. Just stay calm and still. Don't move, bitch," Vihaan growled.