The First Interaction

WARNING :: The second part of the Chapter contains Strong Language , sexual content and abuse. Anyone uncomfortable may skip the part.

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Sushant stole a glance and sighed in relief.

Hating that girl was easy. Plotting revenge was easier. Marrying her for his own interest was the easiest. But after the brief encounter with his sister in law earlier in the evening, Sushant was having strong self doubts.

He never realized in these six years that Tara was actually a fangirl and that scandalous incident was not her contribution, it was Lata who walked into the trap that night.

After cooling himself off with a long shower, Sushant made himself a peg on the rocks and sat on his favourite rocking chair. As he overlooked the surrounding, his mind started rethinking.

WHY AM I GOING SOFT? I HAVE SO MANY FANGIRLS AND TARA DOESNT DESERVE RESPECT FOR HER ACTIONS. SHE DIDN'T SACRIFICE HERSELF FOR ME, SHE JUST GRABBED HER OPPORTUNITY WINDOW AND FULFILLED HER DREAM OF BEING CLOSE TO HER CRUSH.

While a small voice in his mind insisted him to look into the situation differently and analyze why a fangirl would stay away from her crush for six years, the louder voice took over and after three hours of non stop whiskey on the rocks Sushant concluded that Tara was an A Class Bitch who was only interested in what she wanted. She had connections, she had intelligence and she had the maturity to wait six years and give the impression that she was a typical Indian good girl ideal to be a SANSKARI BAHU.

In a slightly disoriented state Sushant turned off the lights and went to his bed. But the moment he stretched himself, he remembered how the conniving bitch has intruded in his life and was now occupying the other half of his king sized bed.

A fresh wave of nausea and hatrayal hit his brains and just at the spar of the moment Sushant kicked the duvet worn figure and threw her out of the bed.

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Tara had dozed into the land of sleep when a shooting pain numbed her waist and lower back and the fall added to her agony. She struggled frantically to pop her head from the duvet but even when she succeeded, the poorly lit room did no justice to her vision and she ended up hurting her big toe in the bed side table.

As she cursed loudly at the sudden turn of events, an angry Sushant lit the lamp of his bedside table and was greeted by the most unexpected sight.

The usually conservative Miss perfect Tara Chowdhury stood in front of her, semi naked in a negligee that barely covered her body while the semi wrapped duvet clung to her lower body in a messy way.

Sushant swallow hard.

Since his childhood trauma and sexual abuse incidents, he had an aversion to females in totality. But there was something in the looks of the sleepy and confused Tara that gave his body a different feel. His instinct urged him to make a move on the woman he was legally entitled to consummate with. Unable to process the contradictions of his own mind, he looked at her and his gaze slipped from her face to her neck to her semi covered bosom.

As Sushant's gaze roamed on her body, Tara suddenly realized how exposed she was in the Negligee that Nina chose for her. The overcoat of the set was beyond her reach and Sushant was practically devouring her.

DOES HE LIKE WHAT SEES?

The question vanished as soon as it appeared in her mind. As Tara failingly tried to pull up the duvet to cover her upper body, she fixed her own gaze on Sushant's face that now looked flushed.

She herself could feel her ears turning hot and she cursed Nina mentally for choosing something so exposing.

It would be a lie if it is said Tara didnt enjoy the look on Sushant's face, but the next moment, she heard his booming voice,

SLUT. YOU THINK YOU CAN IMPRESS ME WITH THIS CHEAP DISPLAY OF FLESH?

Tara felt someone has thrown a bucket of ice on her. She was sleeping in the duvet, fully covered. Who the hell is Saxena calling a slut?

Okay, the dress was a bit out of her style, but, it was their wedding night and how would it look if she had refused when Nina chose it from the collection of designer nightwears?

With daggers in eyes, Tara hissed at Sushant,

IF YOU THINK THIS DRESS IS SLUTTY, WHY DIDN'T YOU TEACH YOUR SISTER TO CHOOSE MORE RESPECTFUL DRESS FOR HER SISTER IN LAW? IF I AM A SLUT, SO IS SHE.

The moment she let the words out, she knew she has crossed her threshold. She was already aware of the affection the Saxena brothers had for Nina and she herself liked that girl a lot, but self defense came to her naturally and the momentary heat made her speak something that she really didn't mean.

But it was too late.

Sushant was now on his feet and with predator's perfection he leapt on her to punch her face.

Tara tried to leap but the tangled duvet made her lose balance and she fall on the ground with Sushant beside her.

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Tara heard fabric reaping and with horror she realized Sushant's instinctive grab to arrest his free fall has taken the duvet off her and has simultaneously torn the lower part of her Negligee creating a slit till her belly leaving nothing left to imaginations.

Gloriously she layed on the floor in a torn negligee and a panty when she smelled alcohol.

Sushant was drunk.

FUCK... FUCK....

TARA YOU ARE SO ROYALLY SCREWED.

That was the last thought that came to her mind before Sushant prowled on her, this time , without missing.