TW : sexual abuse mentioned in the chapter, kindly skip if it makes you uncomfortable.

When Meera entered the room, the room was bathed in the soft yellow hue of the candle light. She looked into the bedroom to find it empty, stepping in she saw that Haider stood in the balcony facing the courtyard his back towards her.

"You finished quick." He said without turning to face her.

"I was almost done. You could have waited for me I would have hardly taken any time." Meera said sitting on the foot end of the bed.

Haider turned around and walked in her direction. He stood in front of her, his hair tousled and his curly mop falling on his forehead covering his eyes.

Meera could sense the heavy tension in the air, she stood up, her head just reaching his chin. She looked into his eyes which were fixed on the floor.

"Haider ?" Meera whispered. She pushed the hair off his forehead and caressed his cheeks.

"What's wrong ?" She said holding his face between her palms. He looked into her warm brown eyes and his heart clenched painfully.

Meera's breath hitched as she saw Haider's eyes were blood shot, she pushed him by his shoulder on the bed making him sit and sat next to him taking his hand and sandwiching it between hers.

"You have to tell me what's wron-."

"You want to know why I married you ?" He said interrupting Meera.
Meera was silent. After struggling for more than a month she had come to terms with this marriage, she had come to like the man sitting next to her, she was learning to accept being his wife, did she want to know why did he torment her.

"I'm going to tell you everything today, everything. You just have to listen to me and then you can decide if you want to stay with me in this marriage or you'll be free to go back to your father's."

"I don't want to know anything Haider please." Meera begged a lone tear falling from her eye. "Where is all of this coming from ?"

"We can't..Meera you need to know why I -."

"Fine." Meera said exasperatedly. "Tell me, tell me why did you spoil my life, why did you take my family away from me, why you made my father hate me to a point that he doesn't want to see my face anymore." Her face had turned red.

"I was seven, when we were blessed with Mahnoor. She completed our family, Ammi and Baba had wanted another daughter and it had taken seven years after a lot of miscarriages to finally have an angel." Haider said a small smile played on his lips as he spoke of his sister.
"We we're happy, very happy. I was a happy child, a carefree child, because my parents had shielded us from this cruel world. A small happy family." He chuckled humourlessly, a lone tear rolled off his cheek and he brushed it away immediately.

"My parents had prayed, they prayed a lot for Noor to be born healthy and when she was born our happiness knew no bounds, since our dua had been fulfilled it was our time to pay a visit to Ajmer sharif, Ammi couldn't travel as Noor was little and she was still recovering, so Baba, I and Reyha left -."

"Reyha?" Meera interrupted.

"Reyha was my sister, my best friend, four years older than I was." He said with a sad smile.

"We visited the Dargah and promised to be back together, the entire family when Noor was a little older. We had taken twenty days to reach Ajmer, and father wanted to return back to his wife and little girl as soon as he could so we left the next day back for Agra." Haider said taking a deep breath, he pinched his eyes shut as if he was reliving those painful memories.

"We hadn't taken many people with us, around 20-25 people including our cook and our old wet nurse who took care of us. Three days into journey back home, we were lost in the desert. Hassan Agha , Tahir's father, my father's best friend and our prime minister then took a couple of soldiers and left the small camp we had made to find the right path."

"It must have not been even an hour after Hassan Agha had left that we were attacked by a small convoy of Rajput men, they were a handful, it was your father. Reyha and I had hidden ourselves inside our tent, we could hear our people scream, and we tried to suppress our own so they couldn't find us, but they did, they pulled us out of our tent. He slashed every man and woman in the camp, the ones who couldn't even raise an arm to fight, the sand had changed its colour to crimson. They had my father on his knees, bloodied, beaten to an inch of his death. You father walked towards my sister and I and caressed our cheeks with his hands stained with the blood of our men and then turned us to watch, watch as he gutted my father."

Meera couldn't stop herself from letting out a sob, her heart hurt imagining the pain of her husband, the pain inflicted to him by her own father. She couldn't imagine her father being so cruel, she could never, but the pain in Haider's eyes were evident enough for her to know that he was telling her the truth.

"We watched as our fathers gut spilled from within our body, but we didn't dare to shout or scream or even cry, we couldn't afford to piss your father because we knew if we did we would be next. He knelt down before us and caressed our cheeks, he..he." Haider chocked, he groans loudly as if under immense physical pain.

"He pushed me down on the ground an..and he caressed Reyha, his hand sliding down from her cheek to her neck to her chest, that bastard. He ripped her clothes off her."

"I knew I was no match for him, he had killed my father but I wouldn't let him touch my sister, so I leapt on him, I tried to beat him, inflict pain on him but on shove and I was on the ground and two of his men were mercilessly beating me, I tasted blood in my mouth, I was kicked in my stomach a couple of time and was very close to passing out but he stopped his men, he said he wanted me to watch till the end. So I was there lying bloodied and I watched. I watched as he ripped my sister of all her clothes as he bit her and violated her, he pushed her down and a couple of of feet from me and raped her."

"She cried, she screamed, she tried to trash but he had her pinned with his one hand, one hand. She was so small, barely twelve. He took her three times, and then." Haider let out a humourless painful laugh, tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Then he called his men, one by one, they took their turns. She gave up fighting after the seventh, I think she died when the thirteenth had his turn and I, I knew how to count till twenty two so I gave up counting after that."

"When your father was asked what was to be done with me, he said I was to be left with my dead father and sister alive, he wanted me to join them but he wanted to give me a slow death, he wanted me to starve till I died under the hot scorching sun. He came to me before he left, he caressed my bloodied face. And he said, 'You father had this coming for long, so when I was informed that he was going to be passing the dunes I took my chances, such a fool to travel alone. But I'm glad he got you and your sister along, your sister was a nice fuck, I'm sure my men too agree, tell her thanks from all of us when you meet her up there.' "

"Maybe he didn't know about Hassan Agha, that he had left someone alive, and leaving me alive was his biggest mistake. It was nearly nightfall when Hassan Agha came to the camp which was now a grave. He thought he had lost everyone until I managed to call him with the little strength in me, he held me and he cried. We buried everyone in the sand with our bare hands, and left in the night back for home."

Meera was hysterical, she wanted Haider to stop, she couldn't take it anymore, her heart hurt, like someone was squeezing it till, she couldn't imagine Haider's pain, Reyha's pain, she was a child, a small child and her father was a monster.

She turned to look at Haider whose eyes were red, she flung her arms around his neck and buried her face into his shoulder, Haider picked her up from the bed and placed her on his lap, his arms wrapped around her.

"I'm so sorry Haider, I'm so sorry." She cried her voice muffled.

Haider stroked her hair to calm her down.

"It's not your fault Meera, I'm sorry too for..for taking my revenge using you."

"No,no I'm glad today that you took me away, I love him Haider I do I still do in spite of knowing he caused you so much pain, but i hate him for what he did, I hate him I don't want to see him ever again." She cried, her cheeks and nose had turned pink from all the crying.

"Hey, you don't have to feel sorry for me or guilty." Haider said pulling her from the embrace. He held her face between her palms.

"I wish I could change the past, I do. But I know I can't, I'm just happy that at least I have you." He said pulling her face down to kiss her forehead.

Meera sat there straddling him, looking into his green eyes, she had never been so close to him willingly, she held his face between her palms and traced his cheeks with her thumb, her breath was fanning his face and desire to have her build in him.

Meera could feel him squirmer under her, she felt her core tightening too, Meera couldn't comprehend her actions but she found herself bending down to place her lips on his, his soft lips. His beard grazing her cheeks and an jolt of electricity racing through her body.

She pulled back, trying to untangle herself from him but Haider caught  her hand and pulled her back on his lap, she could feel his hardness below her core.

He pulled her face closer and captured her lips with his, his teeth nipping her lower lip making her squirmer which made his erection more hard and prominent.

He left her lip and continued sucking and nipping her neck making her shift more in his lap and rubbing against his member making him groan.

He flipped, lying on top of her on the bed and continued to ravage her body.

AN: next chapter is quite sexually detailed, kindly skip if it makes you uncomfortable.
Next update on Wednesday
Love xoxo