" You enjoyed his touch , Didn't you Shristi? "
He saw me obviously. His dark glance burned holes on my skin. I tried to look back but he grabs my wrists and yanked me towards him. My body crashed into his chest, before get pressed against it.
" I...
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I was silently looking at my dad with a full guilt for running away with a wrong man and ended up in a prostitution house until Sidharth all of sudden growls behind.
Mom and Dad tilted their heads behind and I follow them too to found Sidharth growls on Riya whose face is now darkened and embarrassed. Though no one could understand what happened I found Sidharth looking at me blankly.
“ Why did you come back, Shristi ? ”
Dad spoke in a cold tone earning a hurt expression from my eye.
“ Dad! I know I did wrong but....... ”
“ Wrong? You did wrong? একটা অভদ্র অসভ্য ছেলের হাত ধরে পালিয়ে গিয়ে বেশ্যাবৃত্তিতে নেমে এসে, you're telling me that you did a wrong? Fucking whore, prostitute ! ”
{ After running away with a bustard and goes into prostitution, }
My dad yelled in hate towards me though I've never thought of him using this type of language towards me. My fingers curled into a fist, the grip of my knuckles whitened to control the urge of yelling back at him.
“ I'm not a whore, Dad. I had never been a prostitute! ”
My was tight and strong as I stated the words. I have never been kissed even before until Sidharth. Definitely I was sold to prostitution but in these five days with him , Sidharth never even touch me further until we kissed yesterday.
Mom bursted into laughter.
“ So you're telling me that - Rudra sold you to the prostitution but still you've not slept with anyone and got a rich dick behind you? ”
Her eyes were stuck in back to Sidharth. I knew this will come to her. I expected a conversation in bengali but they definitely know that Sidharth ain't a bengali person, so drag him down they're using english accent.
But the words, Misti maa is using against Sidharth made me stiffen on the place. It's hard to believe but things are truth whatever she spilled.
“ Misti maa, Have some respect towards him. He's my would be husband. ”
I felt like screaming at her , crying my lungs out but the thought of broking before them, who will take this as entertainment , I'm not gonna let it happen.
Mom's sarcastic laugh echoes on my ears again.
“ I don't care how many dicks you've got inside until now, the fact of being your prostitute and marrying one to be his personal whore........ My family never accept this types of dirty things. ”
Dad?
Ever since mom died, Dad has never so pleased towards me. Though, mom and dad both expected their first child to be a boy and because of that mom refused to look at my face when I was born...... I do love both of them. Mom loved me after that until her death and Dad.... He's not so soft to me like to Riya but never been this worst to me.
