Mistress novel Chapter 41

Meher's p.o.v

" Finally, you are officially mine. Let's celebrate our wedding night," He said from behind with a mischievous voice.

I turned towards him and said wiping my tears," Now, your wish of marrying me is also fulfilled. Please, let me return to India."

I requested him hoping that he will agree because I think his wish of binding me with him is fulfilled now.

" Why so hurry love? We will return. But, first, we will celebrate our honeymoon here as well," He said smiling and came forward.

My face becomes paled after hearing him. All those humiliating moments from the past started flashing in front of my eyes and my heart is becoming heavy. Will he again treat me as his mistress?

I asked him blankly," So, you will force me again to sleep with you?"

This time he clutched my chin and said brushing my lips with his thumb," Listen, love, you are my wife now and I have every right on you. Taking what's legally mine isn't called force. Do you understand?"

I knew it. This man is a complete pervert and now he has found the license of torturing me however he wants and wherever he wants.

" Yeah, I understand. You are right. Then, a husband also must respect his wife's decision," I said to him without any fear.

He asked me fixing his scrutinising gaze on my face," What are you talking about?"

" You have forcefully married me and I haven't said anything. But, I want you to not force me in the bed, please," I said with hesitation because I am feeling embarrassed while taking the words. I don't want to sleep with him again.

After hearing me, he started laughing loudly like I have said a joke. I knitted my brows seeing his reaction.

" Oh, my naive love! Listen to me very carefully, I don't need anyone's permission to take what's lawfully mine. And about the decision? It's your duty to fulfil my every need. Because you are my wife now," He said holding my right forearm tightly.

I just closed my eyes after hearing him because of helplessness and few drops of tear escaped from my eyes.

I asked him with my trembling," In the past, it was my job to fulfil your needs and now it's my duty to fulfil your needs! Have you ever considered my feelings for once? Is this your love? I am still just an object to fulfil your needs?"

Hearing my questions I saw him looking at me weirdly. I saw that his eyes are softening and he is silent. I saw him thinking something deeply.

" You are thinking in the wrong way. I didn't say that you are an object. Just accept me and I will fill your life with every happiness," He said softly and a sarcastic painful laughter escaped from my mouth.

I just took a deep breath and said timidly with a hurtful voice," For you, I am still your mistress. I still don't have the position to object about anything in front of you."

" You are not my mistress anymore. You are my wife. Accept this reality and accept me wholeheartedly. Only then you will understand how much I love you," He said in one go and I stayed silent.

This isn't love. The person who doesn't care about my feelings can't love me ever. It's his obsession and he just wants to possess me. I was stupid to think that he will be a better person one day.

I am just standing here with Mehrab in my arms having a blank expression on my face. This man is incapable of understanding my feelings.

Suddenly, he said to me with concern," You must be hungry. You need to eat. Mehrab might be hungry too. Wake him up and feed him the food too."

Yes, I am hungry but I have lost my appetite after hearing his thought about my feelings.

Before I could refuse, he said trying to touch Mehrab," Give him to me. Let me hold him. I will wake him up gently."

" Don't touch my son," I yelled loudly and jerked off his hands from Mehrab.

He didn't like my this attitude. I saw him clenching his jaw and fisting his palm in anger.

He hissed at me," And never claim him as your son only. He is also my son. I know that Mehrab is my biological son."

This time I felt like the ground was slipped from under my feet. My eyes become widened like saucers. How did he know that Mehrab is his son? I never told him. Then, who did? Is it Haniya or his grandma?

I am still looking at him with my shocked expression when he said holding my shoulders tightly," Shocked, Right? You must be wondering how I come to know about Mehrab's identity. Then, let me tell you that you can't hide the truth forever."

" You are not his father, "I again protested holding Mehrab protectively.

He replied patting Mehrab's head," The truth will not change by your denial. Mehrab is my son."

I just sighed and didn't say anything further. What's the point of denying? He has already known the truth.

But, something clicked inside my head and I asked him sternly," So, you threatened me even after knowing that Mehrab is your son? You used your own son to threaten me?"

" You didn't leave any choice in front of me," He replied without any remorse in his voice.

I asked him making a disgusted face," Aur kitna niche girenge aap! ( How much low you will step?). You used your own blood to..........

I couldn't complete my sentence when he clutched my hairs along with my dupatta(stole) which was covering my hairs and barked on my face," If I didn't threaten you and kidnapped then you would have already warmed Rehaan's bed."

" Leave me...Ah.....leave my hairs," I said groaning in pain.

He left my hairs and said softening his voice," My love, don't force me to behave like a savage. Be a good girl and accept this marriage."

Before I could refuse or snap at him, I heard Mehrab's baby voice.