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After a few minutes, he turned toward the bathroom door, leaving me beneath the freezing spray. Before walking out, he spoke without looking back.
"You'll stay here until I come back and unlock you. This is your punishment. Next time, you stay in that room."
"I-I'm s-so... sorry," I whispered, my teeth chattering . "Please... please."
The door closed. The sound echoed, final and unforgiving. I kept begging, my voice breaking again and again, until the cold stole my strength and the words faded into silence.
Minutes bled into something endless every second felt like torture. I fought the cuffs under the freezing shower, shaking, pulling, begging my hands to work even as they went numb.
Nothing moved. My muscles burned, then weakened, hope thinning with every breath. Time stopped meaning anything. Then finally the sound of the lock clicked through the pounding water. The door swung open.
Minutes crawled by, every second dragging like torture. The freezing water kept hammering down on me as I fought the cuffs with everything I had, wrists burning, fingers numb, desperation clawing at my chest. I pulled, twisted, jerked my arms until pain shot through my shoulders but nothing. The cuffs didn't budge.
Little by little, my body gave up. My legs trembled, my breaths turned shallow, and the world started spinning. I stopped fighting.
I didn't have the strength anymore. The cold wrapped around me like darkness, my eyelids drooping as I slipped closer and closer to unconsciousness. Then the bathroom door creaked open.
I lifted my head with whatever strength I had left. It was him.
"Pl... pls... for... forgive... s-sorry... I... I won't..." My voice cracked, words tumbling out between shivers.
He didn't answer right away.
He just stood there, watching me and my naked form struggle to stay conscious, watching the cold wreck me. After a few long seconds, he spoke with a calm that scared me more than shouting ever could.
"Looks like someone's been struggling," he said coldly.
Then he moved. The cuffs clicked open. Relief hit too fast my legs completely gave out and I collapsed forward. But before I could crash to the floor, his arms wrapped around my shoulders, gripping me firmly.
He held me up, not gentle, not rough just enough to keep me standing while my body shook uncontrollably in his grasp
He warped a White robe in my body .
He lifted me into his arms, carrying me to the bed and laying me down on my back. The moment I touched the mattress, my body collapsed, still shivering uncontrollably.
I barely noticed when he turned on a heater near the bed. Warm air slowly filled the room. I realized then it hadn't been there before but it was now.
The warmth seeped into my skin, easing the violent tremors little by little. He wrapped a blanket tightly around me, making sure it stayed in place. His voice came cold and firm.
"Don't ever try to go against me again," he said. "Next time, the punishment will be worse than this."
Then he turned and left the room. The door closed softly behind him. I shut my eyes, exhaustion finally winning.
Darkness pulled me under, and I slipped into sleep.
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Aviraj's pov
"Bhai, what was going on inside bhabhi's room?" Abhishek asked, his voice low and confused. "Why was she screaming? I didn't understand anything."
I stopped walking. Slowly.
Turned my head just enough to look at him.
"She forgot her place," I said calmly. Too calmly.
The corridor went silent.
No one dared to ask another question.
"She tried to run," I continued, lighting a cigarette. "People who try to run from me need to be reminded where they belong."
He swallowed hard. "Is... is she okay now?"
I exhaled smoke, my jaw tightening for a split second before my face turned blank again.
"She's alive. That's more than enough."
I started walking again.
"This house," I added coldly, "is not a playground. And she will learn that. Slowly."
"Fuck you, bhai, have some mercy," Abhishek yelled. "I don't even know what you did to her. She was screaming when I walked past her room."
I spun around, eyes burning.
"So her father's men had mercy on our sister, Abhishek?" I roared.
Silence slammed into the room.
"At least she should be grateful," I said venomously, "that I'm not doing to her what they did to our sister."
Abhishek staggered back like I'd punched him."You're becoming one of them," he said, voice shaking.
I laughed bitterly."No," I replied. "I became worse because monsters don't forgive."
And with that, I walked away, leaving him standing there with the truth he didn't want to face.
"Sir " the maid rushed toward me, panic written all over her face. "She's burning up. Very high fever. She keeps shivering."
My blood went cold.
I didn't say a word. I just turned and walked no, stormed straight to her room. I pushed the door open.
She looked... wrong.Too still. Too small. And the robe i warped around her was open i cam see her Naked form but the. She noticed me and wrapped the blanket around her self .
Her body was curled into itself like she was trying to disappear. Sweat soaked her hair, cheeks red, lips pale. When I touched her forehead, the heat shocked me.
"Damn it," I hissed. I noticed her robe was little wet . I opened the wardrobe but there is no warm clothes inside it i make call to one maid and order a four long night suit. A warm night suit and in minutes maid came and put it on the table. I order her to to level the room and she left with one nod . I pick up one night suit and make her wear it .
She stirred, eyes barely opening.
"You came... to punish me again?" she whispered, voice breaking.
Something dark flashed inside me not satisfaction, not anger.Control slipping.
"No," I said sharply. "You're not allowed to get sick."
I turned and ordered in call .
"call the doctor.now "
I went back to her, yanked the blanket higher around her shoulders, my movements rough but careful.
"Why didn't you call anyone?" I demanded.
Her lips trembled."I didn't want... to see you."
For a second, I had no answer.
"You're an idiot," I muttered. "A reckless, stupid girl."
But I sat beside her anyway.
"You don't die," I added coldly. "Not without my permission."
Her fingers twitched weakly, clutching the blanket.
"you are fucking basterd" she whispered.
I looked at her for a long moment. In this weakness ahe has courage for fighting with me
"Sleep," I said finally. "fight later"
And for the first time since she entered my life, I realized something dangerous
If anything happened to her,
this war inside me would burn everything down. I just want her alive so I can torcher her more . I didn't want her sick .
To be continue.....