Mumbai
Beach
Suddenly, seeing Rudraksh's rage, Sophia spoke softly, "Baby, stop it. You're not in your senses right now. Okay, let's forget this. We'll do something else. Let's go somewhere. Today, we'll bridge the distance between us. You can take out your anger on the bed, my love, but not here."
However, Sophia's words seemed to have no effect on Rudraksh. He glared at her with intense fury, threw the bottle on the ground, and walked toward the sea. Sophia followed him, but she couldn't understand what to do, how to handle Rudraksh in this state.
Rudraksh picked up the bottle again and, nearing the ocean, shouted, "How dare she slap me? Who does she think she is? She's just a forced wife! I don't even want to touch her. I'm not desperate to be with her. I hate her, I really hate her." As Rudraksh yelled, people around started to stare at him.
Sophia ran to him and gently spoke, "Baby, let's leave, please. Why are you standing here? The weather is turning bad, it's going to rain." At Sophia's urgent plea, Rudraksh didn't reply, his eyes still fixed on the sky.
Sophia, getting more anxious, asked softly, "Are you listening to me?" Without warning, Rudraksh pulled out a gun and pointed it towards the crowd, shouting, "Are you all listening to me?"
Sophia quickly took a few steps back, realizing that Rudraksh's anger had fully erupted. She signaled to the people around, and they all started to leave the scene.
Sophia, feeling helpless, grabbed Rudraksh's hand and said, "Okay, let's go. I've booked a room at the hotel. Come with me, baby." Despite her continuous pleading, Rudraksh didn't budge. His condition was deteriorating; he had consumed a lot of alcohol, but still, his mind seemed sharp.
In desperation, Sophia made a call to Max. "Please, take him away. He's gone mad with anger. That idiot must have done something to him, I won't leave him alive." Sophia shouted in frustration, and Max, immediately understanding the gravity of the situation, hung up the phone. Within the next ten minutes, Max was there, standing right in front of Rudraksh.
In fact, Max had always been close to Rudraksh, staying near him without anyone knowing. This was something he had kept a secret until now.
Max reached Rudraksh and gently grabbed his hand. "Boss, let's go home," he said.
Rudraksh, pushing Max away, snapped, "I don't need anyone's help. I can manage on my own. Get lost." Hearing this, Max, in a calm voice, responded, "Alright, come by yourself. I'll be waiting for you outside."
At Max's words, Rudraksh slowly sank to the ground, sitting in the water as if overwhelmed and defeated for the moment.
Jannat Villa
Haya was awake, unable to fall asleep. She would sit in the balcony, then move to the room, and sometimes lie on the bed, but sleep just wouldn't come to her. On top of that, she was feeling angry. She had slapped that poor man for no reason. The weather outside was worse than usual, and Haya had always been afraid of such weather. Her room was on the third floor, and there were no other rooms around her.
Softly, Haya muttered to herself, "The weather is getting worse, and he still hasn't come. I hope my slap didn't affect him too much. Has he eaten anything?" After a moment of thought, she decided, "I'll order something from downstairs. If he's hungry, he can eat. If not, he won't. After all, it's because of me that he's in this state."
Haya made the decision to order food and waited. A little while later, the servants brought the food. Haya placed it on the table and began to gaze outside at the weather. The rain had started lightly, but after a while, it had turned into a full-fledged storm. While Haya had been enjoying the rain initially, now she felt a deep sense of fear growing in her.
She softly muttered, "Why hasn't this devil come yet? Even though he doesn't say much, being near him doesn't make me feel this much fear." Just as she was thinking, suddenly, the lights in the entire villa went out. Haya let out a terrified scream; the darkness scared her immensely. She was terrified of the dark. Haya hurriedly rushed to a corner, her body trembling with fear, the sound of the rain only adding to her terror.
After a while, Haya heard a sound coming from the room. She slightly lifted her head. She was drenched in sweat. As soon as she looked ahead, someone was walking towards her. Without saying anything, Haya threw herself into the person's arms. The man seemed to feel her fear, and the moment the lights came back on, Haya was still clinging to him. Before Haya could look up and see the person's face, she was suddenly shoved forcefully. She fell onto the bed, and as she lifted her head, she saw Rudraksh glaring at her with a devilish smile.
His smile was terrifying, sending a chill down her spine. Slowly, Haya stammered, "Why are you looking at me like that? I was just scared... I... I..." Her voice trembled as she spoke, but Rudraksh locked the door, still grinning dangerously. Haya, now shaking with fear, said, "Please, Rudraksh, don't lock the door. I'm still scared. Why are you behaving like this? I already apologized, didn't I? I was just panicking, really." Haya wiped the sweat from her face, her nerves escalating, as Rudraksh began unbuttoning his shirt.
Haya grew even more terrified. She stuttered, "Please, Rudraksh, your intentions don't seem right. I don't even deserve to stand in front of you... to look at you... What's happening all of a sudden? Please!"
But Rudraksh showed no sign of stopping. Instead, he moved closer to her, his presence sending waves of panic through Haya. Her scream echoed as Rudraksh leaned in, looking at her lips, then whispered, "You slapped me for that, didn't you? Now, why don't I kiss you for real? And after that, you can slap me again. But tonight, under the sheets, you'll cry out in pain with every moment spent in my bed..."
As Rudraksh spoke, Haya, her voice breaking, cried, "Please, Rudraksh, don't do this. Please, stop. You're wrong. Please, Rudraksh!" But he ignored her completely.
Terrified, Haya turned and started running towards the back, but suddenly Rudraksh moved toward her slowly. He ripped off his shirt and threw it aside. Haya, still wiping the sweat from her face, ran towards the balcony. The moment she reached the balcony, Rudraksh slammed the door shut behind her, trapping her
Rudraksh slowly said, "Miss Haya Diwan, I told you, didn't I? A slap will be repaid with a lifetime of punishment, and that punishment begins today, right now. Do you understand, Miss Haya Diwan? Oh, sorry, Missus Haya Sheikhawat. How much effort did you put into earning that name?"
"But don't worry. After a peaceful day, every night you will endure my torture. Every night, I'll torment you so much that you'll regret every single day wondering why you ever married Rudraksh Sheikhawat."
Haya, controlling her anger, spoke, "It's raining heavily here. Rudraksh, open the door, please. And stop this nonsense in front of everyone, don't do this. Open the door now."
In response, Rudraksh calmly said, "Enjoy, sweetheart. Tonight, you'll romance the rain." Saying this, he walked into the washroom, leaving Haya to stand in the pouring rain.
Haya stood there, drenched, her thoughts a whirlwind. "What does he want from me? I already apologized. Yet, all he shows is hatred... I can't stand this anymore." She paused for a moment before muttering, "This rain can't harm Haya Diwan. Nothing can." With that, Haya walked to a corner and sat down. Wiping her face, she murmured, "It's only one o'clock. There's still the whole night ahead. What if the rain doesn't stop? What if it lasts all night?"
"No, no. That can't happen. I haven't done anything that bad. And honestly, it's better to stay here, drenched, than share a room with that devil," she thought to herself, determined to stay.
Suddenly, a loud thunderclap shook the air, and Haya, startled, looked upwards. As the minutes passed, her fear began to intensify, but it seemed to have no effect on Rudraksh. He lay on the bed, completely at ease, as if unaffected by the storm outside.
How will Haya survive this night? What will Rudraksh do with her? To find out, keep reading...
"The Devil's Sweet Sin"