Force marriage by president|18+
P-Presidentβ¦ Iβm in so much painβ¦β
she whispered breathlessly.
βPleaseβ¦ choose someone else. I canβt do thisβ¦ please let me go.β
Intoxicated, Vidyut Jindal leaned closer to her collarbone and spoke in a slow, heavy voiceβ
βImpossible. Right now, I need you. Canβt you see who I am? Iβm your President. Iβve been given a high dose of drugsβ¦ and I need you.
I can give you loads of money if you want.
But youβre staying here.β
Jiya cried softly.
βGive the money to someone elseβ¦ not meβ¦ Iβm not that kind of girl. Please donβt drag me into thisβ¦ pleaseβ¦β
But no one was listening.
Vidyut grabbed her white shirt in anger and tore it apart. Jiya didnβt even get a chance to screamβhis harsh lips crushed against hers, silencing her completely.
The room was small. Suffocating.
Her broken sobs echoed off the walls.
The pain was unbearable.
βPleaseβ¦ it hurts so muchβ¦ get away from meβ¦ why are you doing this to meβ¦ please let me goβ¦β
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