Keerthi's POV

He kissed me roughly and a lone tear escaped from my eyes.

He is a monster and I can't hate him, he is my husband.

He didn't pay any attention to my tears, Why would he? I know he would be enjoying them.

The thought stabbed my heart deep and another round of tears escaped from my eyes without my notice.

These days tears became my best friends.

He kept thrusting inside me without paying any attention to my body and my emotions.

How cruel?!

Tears dried up in my eyes and my body stopped protesting any more.

Finally, it gave up and I lied on the bed looking at the ceiling blankly.

I could hear his harsh rasps and I have no energy to turn around and look at him.

I slightly opened my mouth as I felt suffocated, my mouth is completely dried.

Suddenly I needed water to quench my thirst.

It became so difficult for me to swallow my saliva.

I quickly got up and sat hovering over the head post, dragging the duvet to cover my naked body.

I looked at the person lying beside me.

His lips soon turned into a smirk with a gleam of pride in his eyes.

I looked at his facial carvings, they are so sharp and manly.

Why can't I hate him, Why?

I want to kill him with bare hands, Still, a part of me loves him immensely.

Why is he doing it?

I bend forward to catch the heap of clothes lying on the floor.

Taking them into my hands I looked at my husband Vikas lying on the bed pretending as asleep.

I tried to give a peck on his forehead.

Smell...

Pungent hell of alcohol hit my nose.

Squeezing my eyes shut I got down from bed quickly wearing my dress.

Pulling my hair into a bun, I walked towards the bathroom gulping down some water.

"Keerthi..."He called my name mockingly.

I closed the door with a thud and stood below the shower letting the cold water fell over my head relentlessly.

Don't know how much time I stayed under the shower? What I wanted to do is to wipe away his touch on my skin.

I love him still I hate him for the pain he gives to me.

I want to die at this moment, Don't know why I can't do it?

Hastily grabbing a soap with trembling hands, I rubbed my body harshly, hastily till I feel all the foam soak into my skin and take away his touch from my skin.

I walked out of the washroom covering myself in a towel and started drying my body.

I picked a dress from my wardrobe.

His eyes are roving over my naked body shamelessly.

If he despises me, why is he lusting my body? Why?

His eyes didn't leave me and I can feel his seductive stares in the mirror.

I looked at my saree and adjusted the pleats for the final time.

"Sexy...Hot...." He chuckled and tears pooled up in my eyes.

Why is he asking me such?!

I quickly turned to him and looked straight into his eyes.

My hostile glare hurt him.

I can see it.

He gritted his teeth and mumbled.

"Vidhya is a beautiful girl I have seen in my life. She is an angel."

"I agree you are sexy but she is beautiful."

"She is an angel."

"You are meant to please me..."

He widened his eyes in anger.

"Vishal" I raised my voice, clenching my fingers into a fist.

"Keerthi" He laughed in a rich manly voice as he got succeded in mocking me.

"Vidhya....."

"Vidhya, Miss you..." He mumbled with eyes filled with tears.

A tear left my eye without my notice.

Why can't I hate him?

My biggest weakness I can't see him in pain. Why?

I felt bad for myself self and I officially hate myself.

"If you miss her why are you with me?" I asked in a screechy tone, trying to follow a sob.

"I am forced to marry you, I am forced to love you, I am forced to f*CK you..." He looked away letting a chuckle out of his lips.

"Forced?!"

"It's me who was compelled to marry you"

"Not you...." I shouted back.

"Really?

"Lier..."

"It's you, solely you are responsible for this disastrous marriage"

"Don't forget you are the reason behind my
loss, my failed love story." His voice is so painful.

How many times I need to tell him I didn't do anything.

"I am not..."

"I am not the reason behind your failed love Mr Vishal."

"How many times I need to tell you this?" I shouted

"Stop..."He quickly stood up picking up his clothes.

My eyes didn't leave him and he finished dressing up glaring at me.

He walked to me and look straight into my eyes.

I badly wanted to ask him where is he going?

I know what will be his answer

"To meet Vidhya."My eyes brimmed at the thought.

He is a married man and after lusting and pleasuring his body he is going to meet his ex! Shameless person.

Heartless monster.

He noticed the tears in my eyes and a smirk appeared on his lips.

He loves my tears.

He loves them totally and fully.

"See you, sweetheart."He buttoned his shirt and walked away smirking at me leaving me to my thoughts.

I slumped on the floor staring at the wall blankly.