Anamika- The broken beauty

Chapter 44 - wounded tigress !

AUTHORS POV

"Everything is ready veer, our men are guarding the whole mansion. There are almost hundred men

with weapons and we are in the middle of forest so there is no chance for her to run..."

Rahul said to raajveer.

"Thank you so much buddy... Even if we killed him, I don't want to take chances..."

He said fixing his shervaani (grooms clothes).

"Hey, come on pandit ji (priest) is calling you..."

Aditya picked from the door.

Raajveer nodded and walked downstairs with Rahul.

"Call the bride..."

Pandit ji(priest) said to raajveer.

Anamika was standing in front of the mirror wearing a beautiful lehnga(brides clothes) with a lot of

makeup hiding her bruised face perfectly under it.

"Mam they are calling you outside, it's time..."

One of the makeup artist said.

Anamika wiped her tears and turned towards her.

"Listen to me, I am going outside alone, both of you stay here and lock the door from inside. Don't

come out no matter what... Do you understand..."

Both of them nodded at her, she knew if they came outside with her, he will again blackmail her by

hurting the innocents and she doesn't want that.

She walked outside alone and saw Raajveer, Aditya and Rahul standing their with smirks on their faces

and Anamika's inside started boiling in anger.

She looked at her surroundings and her heart started beating rapidly with fear. She saw a decorated

wedding stage with red roses, priest and the havan kund(sacred fire), her insides were burning just like

that fire.

"You are looking so beautiful Annu, my beautiful bride..."

Raajveer said like a shameless person with a wide grin on his face.

"Raajveer please don't do this, I don't want this please... We were friends, please..."

She said crying.

"We will continue this drama after the marriage, okay?... Now come on..."

He replied in a bored tone and grabbed her arm in a painfully tight grip dragging her towards the stage.

She pushed him and quickly snatched the gun from his waistband which she saw and everyone got

alert by her actions.

She loaded the gun and pointed it towards him.

"Anamika give that gun back, don't be a fool... You can't run away from here... Give it to me..."

He said carefully, raising his hands to calm her down in surrendering manner.

"I don't care but I am definitely going to kill you like you killed him... I am not that little sweet, innocent,

stupid Anamika anymore. I won't think twice before killing you, you monster..."

She spat hatefully.

"Anamika don't be stupid, drop the gun..."

Raajveer growled angrily.

She pulled the trigger but Aditya pushed her and the bullet hit the wall instead of raajveer. Rahul

quickly snatched the gun from her hand before she composed herself in that heavy dress.

Raajveer quickly strode towards her furiously and smacked on her jaw, she fell on the ground with a

whimper. He kneeled in front of her and grabbed her bruised jaw, digging his nails in her cheeks... She

whimpered in pain...

"You tried to kill me for that bastard, your childhood friend... How can you do this Anamika... Can't you

see how much I love you..."

He spat gritting his jaw.

He grabbed her arm and made her stand but she pushed him back and slapped him making him

stumble back.

"I don't love you, I don't want to marry you, you fucking psycho. Did you hear me, fuck yourself with

your love... I want him, only him.... I only love him, you can do your worst and I still would never love

you... Go to hell all of you..."

She shouted at them, wiping her angry tears which coated her bruised cheeks.

"It's a sin, if a bride is not ready then you can't force her to marry you... I can't do this..."

The pandit ji(priest) said standing up.

Aditya took out his gun and placed it on his forehead.

"Mind your own fucking business and do what you're supposed to do, otherwise your deadbody will go

from here..."

He threatened him... The priest gulped and sat down...

Raajveer grabbed her and again started dragging her towards the stage.

She again slapped him with her free hand and started hitting and scratching his face with her long

nails.

Raajveer hissed in pain and tried to control her but it was hard for him to control this furious Anamika.

She put on a fight and when she saw he was in disrupt she grabbed the opportunity and kicked him

where the sun doesn't rise.

Raajveer screamed when the unbearable pain rose in his private area and fell on the ground cursing.

"Rahul we can't control her like this, bring the syringe..."

Aditya said to Rahul and Rahul hurriedly left to bring the syringe.

Aditya tried to grab her but he got few hits and scratches on his face too. She was out of control and

was scratching and hitting them like a wounded tigress.

Raajveer somehow composed himself, he stood up and helped Aditya to grab her.

They finally managed to hold her in a tight grip but it was still hard for those two grown up men to hold

a small woman since she was behaving like a possessed woman.

"Rahul, bring that fucking syringe fast, we can't hold her for long..."

Aditya shouted at him.

Rahul brought the syringe and she started struggling more.

"Leave me you fucking bastards, aren't you men enough to control a woman that now you need a

fucking syringe. be a man first, fucking pussies..."

She spat at them hatefully.

Rahul grabbed her hair and injected it in her neck.

After few minutes the drug started taking over and she fell limp. She wasn't fully blacked out but she

wasn't able to hear anything and everything became a blur for her.

"Dude, think about it one more time, are you sure you can handle this woman, bitch scratches hard.

She ruined my handsome face and look at yourself, you look like a fucking drawing book..."

Aditya said frustratingly to raajveer and he glared back at him in response.

He lifted Anamika in bridal style and walked towards the stage.

Pandit ji was about to start the rituals when raajveer's man came in running.

He was panting heavily so he stood there trying to catch his breath and finally managed to say...

" Boss, he is here..."Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.