Raakshas - A human demon novel Chapter 8

Pari's p.o.v

I ran towards my house with bleeding wrists, bite marks on my neck area and obviously half-opened blouse. My half cleavage is on display. I was too much shocked and scared that I have already forgotten to bring my dupatta with me.

When I was running on the quarter road I found that the guards were looking at me with a shocked and surprised expression. I heard one of the guards calling me but I just ignored him.

My whole mind is blank. Tears are flowing from my eyes nonstop. In my whole life, I was untouched by anyone. No man has ever touched me like that. But, that man has molested me brutally. I can still feel his ugly touches on my whole body. His touches disgusted me. He is disgusting.

Now, I am understanding why people are so afraid of him. He has murdered a person in front of everyone and nobody dared to say anything. And about that woman, I am sure her child is dead by now. How can he kick a pregnant woman! He is really a Raakshas(demon). His name suits him.

I rang the doorbell and Prisha opened the door with excitement. But, seeing my condition, her eyes get widened in pure horror.

Before she could ask anything I hugged her tightly and started hiccupping," Prisha, ........he....touched....me.....everywhere......he mole......sted......me......I.... can.... feel....his....touches....on.....my.....whole body."

" Calm down, Di... Who dared to molest you? Is it Azhar bro? I swear I will kill him if he did all this to you," Prisha said patting my back to console me.

I said hiccuping," it's....not.... Azhar......It's....Raakshas........"

" What? Prisha yelled and made me look at her.

I said biting my lips to control my tears," I need to shower, Prisha. I want to wash away his filth from my body. I will tell you everything later. He has touched me inappropriately.

Saying all this I ran towards my room. I took my dress and a towel. Then, I entered into the washroom and started rubbing my whole body with shower gel under the shower.

I just want to wash away that murderer's filth from my body. His warning is still ringing inside my head that he will send a marriage proposal. I will prefer death than marrying a molester, murderer and a real demon. I wonder how he knows about me!!

After shower when I looked into the washroom mirror a gasp escaped from my mouth. His bite marks are completely visible on my neck. My whole neck is swollen. My lips are slightly cut because of his savage bites.

And my navel is covered with his handprints. That person is no human. He is a shameless bastard.

After taking a long shower I returned to my room and found Prisha who is looking at me for answers.

She asked me softly," Di if you are ok, now will you tell me what happened?"

And then, I started saying her everything and broke down in loud sobs. Hearing me, she became frozen in her place.

She consoled me but I am traumatized. Nothing is working. That woman's screaming, that injured man's begging and that maniac's laughing are coming into my mind and I am feeling vulnerable, restless and scared.

Prisha asked me knitting her brows," But, how did he know about you? Did you met him before?"

"I don't know. I just want to run away from this reality that I have met Raakshas," I said resting my palms on my face.

" Di, we have to tell papa about everything. Only he can teach that molester a good lesson," Prisha said clenching her jaw. I can see raw anger in her eyes.

I pressed my index finger on her lips and said nodding my head in negative," I can't involve Papa here."

"What are you saying, Di? We have to tell all this to papa," Prisha said worriedly holding my hands.

I said gulping down my saliva," He murdered a man in front of everyone without fearing any kind of legal actions. He doesn't fear the police or anyone. If I involve papa here then papa will definitely confront him and I don't want papa to get hurt."

Saying all this, I burst into more tears. I am not understanding what I should do. I can't let my papa to be hurt because of me.

" But, Di..Papa will get to know when Raakshas will send a marriage proposal to our house," Prisha reminded me.

I said wiping my tears," I know. Before he send a marriage proposal to my house. I have to do something. I will marry Azhar tomorrow. I am sure papa will not object because Azhar is a good person."

" What? Did you tell everything to Azhar bro? Is he ready for the marriage? Prisha asked widening her eyes.

I said taking the phone in my hand," He doesn't know anything yet. But, he will. I am sure after knowing all this he will not be late to marry me. And Raakshas will obviously back off when he will come to know that I am already married."

Hearing me Prisha nodded her head and said holding my hands," I support you, Di. Everything will be fine. Don't cry."

" I hope so," I replied and called in Azhar's number.

He received the call and before he could say hello, I said crying," Azhar, help me. A monster is chasing me."

Raakshas's p.o.v

" Kya khusbo hey (what a smell), I said smelling Pari's dupatta.

Remembering her, a smile formed on my lips. I remember how I touched her delicate soft body. Her body was so soft like any kind of soft butter. I want to melt those butter by my rough touch. I want to lick her whole buttery soft body.

Her skin felt so good for touching. When I kissed and bitten her delicate neck I felt like I was in heaven. Her round boobs were very soft. They were perfectly fitting in my palms. I can't wait to suck them. How it will feel to suck her boobs when she will lactate! Fuck!! It will be awesome.

And Her lips were like rose petals. Her lips tasted so sweet to me. And what about her other lips! Oh! Fuck! They were so soft for touching. I am sure they will be tasty too. I can't wait to put my tongue inside her pussy! It's the first time I am thinking to taste any girl's pussy.

And her navel! Her navel was so soft like cotton. I have printed her navel with my handprint. It was her punishment for showing her navel to the public. I am sure she will not again wear that type of lehenga.

But, her biggest punishment is still pending. And that is for having a relationship with Azhar.

Yes, I know about her relationship with Azhar. She will be punished every night by my rough fucking for loving Azhar. She is mine. No one can have her. First, I thought to fuck her for once but after touching her buttery soft body I want to fuck her everyday and every night. That's why I want to marry her. I want to bound her by my name, my whole existence.

My hands were itching to kill Azhar when I came to know that Azhar likes my Pari. If he wasn't Sarkar's son then I might have already sent him into the hell.

I have to do something as soon as possible to make Pari mine. I have to throw away this Azhar from Pari's life and I know what I should exactly do.

Thinking about Pari my cock has become so excited. It's now rock hard and ready to invade Pari's pussy. As she is not here I have to use my hand. If I want I can fuck any of my whore but I don't know why after meeting Pari none of the whores couldn't excite me let alone give me satisfaction.

I walked to my washroom wrapping Pari's dupatta on my neck. I am feeling like she is here with me.

I started stroking my cock with my hands thinking that I am fucking Pari. Fuck! This girl has made me crazy. After stroking for some time I cum on the washroom floor and started panting hardly.

I said breathing heavily," Pari, just wait for a few days. I will fuck you day and night without any rest. You are teasing me by your beauty.

The Next Day

Author's p.o.v

Raakshas and Vedant are in an old warehouse. They are checking the new weapons which they have bought from the Russians. They are going to sell them to the black market.

"The weapons are quite good. This Russians always make the best weapons," Raakshas said picking up a gun.

Vedant nodded his head and said picking up a revolver," Yeah. We will earn billions just selling this weapons."

They are talking about business when someone yelled Raakshas's name from behind.