BRUISES
PROLOGUE
A dark room, with the body of a woman laid, dead and preserved in a glass box.
She was wearing her wedding gown, that beautiful bridal gown she wore on the day she got married to her husband. Rivaaj was crying on her grave, supporting his head down on the glass of that coffin.
Rivaaj
Aalia, I really miss you. Just please come back to me. You have no idea how much I miss you. You're like that piece of art which I see every day but can't have. Please reincarnate and come back to me, please?
Rivaaj cried his eyes out waiting for his beloved to stand, but that was impossible. She was gone.
This house, I'm scared of this house at night.
Because ever since Aalia madam got married here, her screams have been echoing inside this house every-night.
It's been a year. Tomorrow is madam's first death anniversary. I still remember the day she came into this house after marrying our master, Rivaaj Jaisingh.
She was like a snowflake, a very rare beauty. We had heard that the master had been smitten by the beauty of a very gorgeous young lady, a year ago and now that the master had married her, it was like a dream come true.
Before madam came to this house, this house was silent. Even the winds blowing made loud noises. But ever since madam came to this place, the place was suddenly turned into a sweet heaven. Birds could be seen singing happily around, flowers started to bloom more beautifully. She was the nerves of this house
But it didn't remain like that for long. Rivaaj sir, was never into the chirping beauty. He likes control, he likes discipline, he likes to torture people and his insanity, didn't even leave our madam.
The silent blissful nights were taken over by the bone chilling screams, begging and cries of madam every night. We never got to know what was so wrong suddenly but everything was changed.
The beautiful smile on our madam's face was taken over by a horrible darkness. Her pale beautiful glowing skin was now covered with dark marks of beating.
Every night, she used to scream and the next day, we found new marks on her body.
Madam had forgotten to eat, forgotten to sleep, forgotten to smile. She was now like a canary caged in her master's cage.
The carefree, humble, polite madam Aalia was now stoned. All stoned.
She never dared to speak, not a single word and every time there would be a honking of master Rivaaj's car, she would crumble herself up in fear.
She was afraid of the man that used to love her. She was afraid of the man who was supposed to be her protector for life. She, was afraid of the man that was called her husband.
And then one day, that sadist husband torturing her, went a little too far with his torture and it killed her. It killed madam Aalia.
But this man, he was a pure sadist. He was still not willing to let go of her soul freely and so, even after a year of her death, madam Aalia's body is still caged with him in his basement.
The man is insane, god save a woman from this kind of man.
Death Anniversary
I went to the bar, in order to get myself high, so I could use that alcohol in my nerves to stop thinking about her. My beloved wife. It was her first death anniversary tonight. Exactly 365 days ago, around 10:30pm, she left me... Forever.
I gulped down my drink and heard the beeping sound of my cellphone. I took it out, it was a timer for a meeting that got cancelled like a week ago. Turning it off I saw her picture on my wallpaper, my beautiful Aalia.
'Aalia Ahluwalia' My wife. The most gorgeous woman on planet. I loved her like crazy. Truly, Madly, Deeply.
I still remember the first time I saw her. She was with her boyfriend wearing that pink collared dress, posing out to him for photographs he was clicking of hers.
Aalia
Okay. Rajan, just stop! Enough of these pictures now!
She said and giggled, placing her hand before her beautiful face blocking out the camera lenses from clicking her pictures any further.
I was heading towards the new construction site for my textile office and my car was parked on a signal. Beside the road, there was a park where she was laughing and posing with her boyfriend.
The first time I saw her and I immediately became hers, for the rest of her life. She was beautiful. Her hair, her skin, her eyes. She was just... one word, BEAUTIFUL.
I immediately took out my cellphone and captured her inside my phone.
Rivaaj
I want you to find out everything about this girl. I want to marry her tomorrow!
I said on call with my manager after sending him her pictures.
Secretary
But sir, isn't it a bit too sudden?
Rivaaj
Even if not tomorrow, I definitely want to meet her parents for our marriage tomorrow
Sameera
Hey handsome? Are you lonely for the night?
A whore walked by my side and brought me back from my past.
I looked at my dead wife's picture and said,
Rivaaj
Yeah. I'm celebrating something tonight!
She sat beside me bending forwards towards me, showing me her deep cleavage, trying to get me off,
Rivaaj
My wife's first death anniversary.
I said, and the clock struck 10:30. I looked up and scoffed
Rivaaj
And... it's been exactly a year now ever since she passed
Sameera
I can give you the love you have been craving for a year. Maybe, I can be your wife for the night?
She said placing her hand on my thighs. I looked up at her and she had removed the scarf off her boobs showing me her deep neckline.
Rivaaj
Oh you wouldn't wanna replace my wife, woman, even if it's for a night.
I said expressionlessly sipping on my beer staring ahead of me. She leaned very close to the crook of my neck and whispered into my ears fanning her breath.
Oh woman! She doesn't know what she is asking for, but then tonight, I really want Aalia with me, I crave her tonight.
Be My Wife Tonight
I reached out my hand towards her to hold onto.
Rivaaj
If you want to replace my wife tonight, then your name is Aalia for tonight.
She giggled as I pulled her to my chest.
Rivaaj
Aalia, called me Rivaj
Sameera
*smirks seductively** Okay, Rivaj
I took her to my place and was interrupted by my housemaid immediately.
Housemaid
Rivaaj Sahib... This-?
I frowned immediately, and turned to glare at her and she shut herself up immediately.
Ever since my wife died, I never brought a woman home, and the first woman I brought home, was a whore and that too on the death anniversary of my beloved wife, Aalia. That was too much, but tonight, I'm going to fuck my wife again. I'm going to reunite my body with hers.
I demanded, and she quickly bowed her head down and moved out of my way.
Sameera
Rivaaj, baby let's go. We need to get a lot of work done.
The woman in my arms smirked at me, her hands tickling down my chest. I grabbed her neck immediately. Her tricks were making me sick.
Rivaaj
First of all, Aalia never called me "baby" and second, she was not as cheap and flirting as you.
She coughed and looked at me scared with the sudden change in my attitude. I loosened my grip over her neck and reached out my hand towards her.
I said and took her to the basement, where my wife rests in peace. The glass box was lying there, she looked over to the frame and asked me,
Sameera
Uhm... Rivaaj, what's this?
I loosened up my tie and unbuttoned the cuffs of my shirt.
Rivaaj
My Aalia... She rests inside this glass box.
I said calmly and her eyes widened
Sameera
Wh-what? Y-You mean... A d-dead body?
The horror dripped from her eyes. But now, I don't care. I pulled her into me
Rivaaj
Yeah, her dead body! She died a year ago. And I have kept her safe with me for so long. Let me fuck you while watching her, so I can imagine making love to my own wife, Aalia Ahluwalia.
Sameera
Oh My God, You Are Sick! LET ME GO!!
She yelled trying every means to push me away
Rivaaj
Now, that's exactly how my Aalia behaves.
I said and slapped her hard across her cheek. She fell on the glass box, where my wife resides.
She started, her eyes were filled with tears, she appeared a mess, just like how my Aalia used to be, every night.
Rivaaj
What? Didn't you want to be my wife for the night? So then be her.
I said and pushed her body backwards, throwing both her legs over my shoulders I ripped her panties off moving her pencil skirts upwards.
Sameera
NO! YOU'RE INSANE!! GET OFF OF ME!!
I bit hard on her cl*t, and she squeaked.
Rivaaj
Not a word, Aalia. NOT. A. WORD.
I looked over to my wife, looking so calm and beautiful sleeping in her grave and got up from her, opening my shirt.
Rivaaj
Tonight, after an entire year, I'm finally going to m*ke love to my wife.
I dropped my shirt down and pulled the woman's legs towards me and unzipped my pants. Like how Aalia used to, she yelled in pain too.
Sameera
Aah! No!! I Don't Want This, Make It Stop!! Stop it!!
Rivaaj
I'm sorry, I can't. I need my wife tonight
Sameera
Please... No. It Hurts.
Rivaaj
Just a little more baby. You know I'm almost there.
Sameera
It's been an hour... Sir.
Rivaaj
Oh, Aalia! Why did you leave me? Ugh... fuck. I miss you so much. Ahh... Aalia.
I fucked the woman all night, while looking at my wife's dead body. So, it felt like I was being with Aalia like that. It was four in the morning now, and I was done with her. I jerked her body aside and headed to my table to hold up a knife
Sameera
Sir, you raped me last night. I will go to the police-
Before she could finish whatever nonsense she was about to say that I was least interested in hearing, I grabbed her head from her hair and slit her throat.
I picked up a whore that nobody cared about, so I could easily kill her and get away from the police case. Anyway, I am Rivaaj Ahluwalia, the king of this town. No one can cage me.
I dropped the knife aside and grabbed a tissue to wipe up my fingers and walked over to my beloved wife's grave and dropped on my knees before her.
Rivaaj
I love you Aalia... Please take another birth and come back to me. I really miss you.
I mumbled, tears rolling down my cheeks as I leaned my head over the glass coffin my wife rested inside for 366 days now.
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