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The wedding ceremony unfolded like a surreal dream. It was as it is as she dream of and shared with him. White dress sparkling with real daimond and gold, white lilies and rose in every corner of the haveli where eyes can reach but Ishika felt detached, a spectator in her own life. The vibrant colors, the joyous music, the blessings of elders – it all seemed to fade into a distant background.

Avyaan, however, was fully present. His eyes, dark and intense, held a possessive glint that sent shivers down Ishika's spine.

He wasn't just marrying her; he was claiming her, marking her as his own.

The seven pheras, each symbolizing a vow, felt like shackles binding her to him. With each step, she felt her freedom slipping away, replaced by a suffocating sense of entrapment.

The final phera, the saat phere, was completed.

The priest pronounced them husband and wife. A wave of dizziness washed over Ishika. She felt a suffocating pressure in her chest, as if she couldn't breathe.

Avyaan, his lips curving into a triumphant smile, filled the sindoor, the vermillion powder, in the parting of her hair. The crimson mark, a symbol of marriage, felt like a brand, a mark of ownership.

The celebrations continued, but Ishika remained a ghost, a silent observer in her own life. She saw the joy on the faces of her friends and family, but it felt hollow, a cruel mockery of her own despair.

Later that night, as the festivities dwindled, it and it's time for bidai first she hug her parents who are shedding tears silently. When I move toward my brother and bhaabi.

My brother was standing with a stoic face and as soon as I hug him i burst into tears of helplessness and I can feel few drop of tears on my chunari.

He broke the hug and we detach ourselves and said,meri barbie itni jaldi badi ho gayi but always remember I'm always a call away and if he try to do anything I will kick his ass.

After a bunch of post wedding rituals it was time for me to enter the lion den.

Ishika POV

Barkha led her to Avyaan's room. Barkha said, "welcome home Jethani ji,but i didn't answer her anything coz my mind is filled with the thoughts of how I'm going to take my next step,how I'm going to make him regret his decision of blackmailing me  in this shame of marriage coz i know he can never love me they way he crushed my heart I want to do the same but it's possible to crush the heart of a demon who soul is dark and who doesn't have a heart.

My thoughts come to abrupt halt when Barkha bhaabi jokingly ask,"are you thinking about your first night?

It's nothing like that bhaabi,i replied.

She help me sitting in center of the bed and move out closing the door.

As soon as the door get closed i wander my eyes around the room and we can not even call it a room coz it's more of dark cage, coz everything is black and grey colour from bed to curtain which scream luxury from its softness, the candles is giving it a soft glow lighting up the dark cage.

Overall the suite was a testament to their wealth, but it felt like a gilded cage.

I didn't even know when he enter and sat in front of me on the foot of the wast bed and whisper demonically"Well, Mrs. Suryavanshi," Avyaan said, his voice a low growl, "the games begin."

He advanced towards her, his eyes burning with a predatory hunger. Ishika shrank back, fear gripping her. This was not how she imagine her first night of love, but a brutal act of possession.

Avyaan cornered her, his body blocking her escape. He reached out, his fingers tracing the line of her jaw. "Don't worry, Ishika," he whispered, his voice laced with a chilling amusement. "I'll make you enjoy it."

Ishika closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. This was not the life she had envisioned. This was a nightmare, a gilded cage where she was trapped, a prisoner of her own fate.

With full force she push him and get down from the bed and remove her dupatta from her head harshly and throw on one corner of the room.

What are you talking about,did you forget that you force me into this marriage, you blackmail me into this facade of a marriage, Mr Suryavanshi.

It's that so Mrs.Suryanwanshi, than why  you are sitting on my bed like a new bride waiting for his groom,can you please tell me?

Barkha bhaabi has told me to sit like this and I don't want anyone to know the truth of this marriage and he look at me like he is trying to unfold something but he is unable to do it without another glance he walk towards washroom when i called him out "listen" he turn back and ask, what?

I took the candle and he ask,what are you trying to do just put the candle but before he can complete the sentence i threw a candle on bed and it catches fire, he became hell shock

"Welcome to hell Pati Dev".

To be continued...

This chapter depicts the forceful nature of the marriage, highlighting Ishika's helplessness and Avyaan's predatory.

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