"You deserve punishment." He held her hand and dragged her to the guest room, closing the door behind her.

"Sir, leave me, I am sorry." She apologised meekly. "No kitten, you deserve punishment. You have to learn; you can't disobey me all the time." He seethed in anger and sat down on the couch and pulled her into his lap with her face down and back in the air.

"No, please," she begged when he pulled her pants and knickers down, revealing her skin. "Count," he said, and his palm met her cheeks.

"Ouch! I'm so sorry. Please don't do this." She cried, "I said count." He repeated it and spanked her again. "Two," she stuttered.

"You deserve this kitten." And another one landed on her cheek, making her yell "Three." She sobbed.

........

"Twen..Ty" She was breathless by now, her arse cheeks were on fire, and somewhere she was aroused also. a little bit, just a little bit, and she was hating herself for that.

"You are such a wet kitten." He curled his fingers, wrapping them around her warm wetness. "No, please leave me. I don't want it. I don't want it. I promise I won't call Dad again." She begged in tears... She felt guilty about killing herself for getting so aroused, so wet, and so needy; she didn't want it. It was just her body reacting in such a way. It was so humiliating.

"I am sorry" She whispered giving up; she didn't even have energy left to fight for herself.

He pulled her pants up and made her stand. "Stop crying," he said, wiping away her tears, which flowed like a waterfall. In just his first day in his world, the strong Adwitiya Mishra became the cry baby, so weak and vulnerable.

"I said stop crying." This time he sneered sternly, "I am not crying. I am not crying." She shook her head like a baby, wiping her tears.

His expression softened for a few seconds upon seeing her state. "I am not crying," she murmured again. "Go and sleep," he commanded, and she ran out of the room in a few seconds.

Stepping inside the kitchen, she slumped down on the floor, palming her face to try not to cry out loud.___________________________

Splash

And she woke up with a jerk, breathing heavily. "Last night I ordered you to make coffee for me, and you are still sleeping." She flinched at his tone and got up, wiping her face with her shirt.

"What is the time?" She asked, rubbing her eyes, "It's 9:15 am, Adwitiya. You slept so much."

"No, I didn't. There wasn't even a pillow or mattress, not even a duvet. I was just tossing and turning. I am not used to it, na." She blurted, looking down, that the previous night was indeed a disaster for her.

"Aww, baby, you want a pillow, a duvet, and a mattress." He mocked cupping her cheeks, and she nodded yes, then winced in pain when he squeezed her cheeks hard. "But you aren't getting it, baby, and I won't be providing you with any luxuries." He pushed her, his brown orbs glaring at her as if drilling holes in her soul.

"I am sorry for being late, sir, and I will try to be on time from now on." She whispered, not wanting to argue anymore. "Well, you aren't getting any breakfast as you got so late, so now freshen up, wash my clothes, then prepare my lunch."

"Go and use the restroom in the guest room." She nodded. "Sir, can I go to your bedroom and take my dress? It's there in your wardrobe." She meekly requested looking down at her henna-covered hands.

"No," he denied, smirking at her. "Nadira, come here with the new uniform." He yelled, and in a few seconds Nadira Bii, who was the maid of his home, came there with a uniform.

"From now on you will go to wear this; after all, you are the maid of this house." Her voice rose at its peak upon hearing him and seeing the uniform.

"You got married to me, dammit, you got fucking married to me, and now you want me to be your maid." "Don't forget just because of my dad you've become rich; he made you CEO; you didn't even deserve to be the butler of my home." He smirked hearing her words. Adwitiya Mishra, and her arrogance and attitude, were always on the next level.

"Keep it here and continue with your work," he said to the other maid. She nodded, kept the uniform there, and went to do her work.

"You have only one choice, Adwitiya!" Either freshen up and wear this uniform, or I will forcefully make you wear this." Without answering, she just glared at him, then went to the guest room, grasping the uniform in her hand.

"Oh, you're finally looking like a maid." He laughed, then said with tripti, "Adi, she is looking like a certified maid." Tripti giggled out, while Adwitiya just looked down and fiddled with her fingers.

"I want to study. I want to go to college." Adhyansh stared at her then at Tripti, who was already staring at him, then both laughed out loud as if Adwitiya said some joke.

"You think I will let you study, huh?" "You dumb, I won't waste a single penny on you," Adhyansh spat, making her eyes widen.

"Adi-sir, please don't do this to me. I want to study. I don't need your money. I have my own credit card in my dad's house. I will tell him to send it for me, but please let me study." She implored..

"Well, I am already getting late for the office, so I am leaving you to go and wash my clothes, and don't forget to send me the lunch," Adhyansh uttered, then got up from the sofa, giving a quick hug to Tripti.

"You can't ignore my words like this, sir; please let me study." Adwitiya pleads again "You have to live here in my terms, Adwitiya, and I already said you aren't studying anymore," and he left, leaving her flabbergasted.

"Instead of wasting time, go and clean his room." Tripti ordered her to "Shut up and fuck this couch, you bitch." Cursing Adwitiya, she went upstairs.

"One glass of beer please," Adwitiya turned hearing the voice to find Adhyansh. "Oh, hi, Adwitiya mam," he wished and ordered the bartender again.

"You here?" She asked, taking a sip of beer. "I came here to enjoy Saturday night alone," he said, letting out a chuckle that sounded so sexy from her point of view.

She looked at his sinfully handsome face; his hair wasn't gelled; it was a little messed up; his face was glowing; and the mole above his lips looked so tempting. That was the first time she saw him in casuals. He was wearing a black shirt with the first three buttons undone and blue ripped jeans.

"Like what you see?" He husked, leaning closer to her, making her breathe hard. His smirk widened seeing her expression, and he moved back, grabbing the glass of beer from the side.

"So you're here alone, with no company?" He questioned.."I came with my friend, but she found someone to have fun with, and I left here all alone," she said, letting out a chuckle.

"How about a dance?" He asked forging his hand "If you don't mind," he further murmured.

"Sure," she said, still intoxicated, as she placed her hand on his and he led her to the dance floor. She danced, swaying her hips to the beat, while he was just gazing at her and her every move. She was looking like a little tease.

Suddenly he grabbed her by her hips from the back, and she clashed against his well-built body. Without caring, she danced, unknowingly grinding herself against his crotch, which was making him hard. His hands, which were on her hips, circled around her waist, and he leaned a little, rubbing his nose on her shoulder. She gasped and her whole body erupted with goosebumps, and she arched her neck, giving him access.

Smirking, he kissed her shoulder to neck, all thanks to her off-shoulder outfit, and she turned towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She stared into his eyes, which were darkened with lusty desires just like hers. She initiated leaning closer to him as she couldn't think straight because the alcohol in her system had blocked all her senses.

He smirked in between when she placed her lips on his, kissing her softly, and responded by doing the same. His hands caressed her curves slowly in such a way that she felt tingly down there.

"N.o., it's wrong." She pulled back, controlling herself.

Flashback end..

She somewhat cleaned his clothes and went to make dinner; she was so hungry from the morning because she hadn't gotten anything to eat for breakfast. Looking here and there, she walked towards the fridge and opened it to find her favourite chocolate pastry...

"Eat it, Tiya, before that monster devil and disguise come back," she thought, then took out the pastry.

Licking her lips, she took a bite, savouring the taste. "Enjoy all alone, little kitten." She turned with a jerk, and the pastry fell from her hand.

There was the devil in disguise standing there, leaning against the wall. "You back," she stuttered in fear.

"Yes, your dad gave me 10 days of holiday after all, we are a newly married couple." He winked, then looked down to find the pastry lying on the floor.

"You want to have pastry?" He asked, his voice was soft yet there was an evil glint which she didn't notice, "Yes, I am, can I take one more pastry from the fridge?" She asked like a baby because she was so hungry.

"Sure you can have the pastry, but not from the fridge. You will have this one." He pointed at the pastry, which was there on the floor.

"What noo, it's dirty, I won't have it." She shook her head without making faces. "Sit down and have the pastry," he ordered.

"No, I won't have it." She denied making him angry, saying, "Well let me give you a choice after all, you were the princess of your dad's house." He stopped and let out a sigh. "Either have this pastry or give me your choice; the choice is totally yours."

"If you haven't started eating the pastry in five seconds, then I will force you to give me your head," he threatened. "1.....2......3........4....---" He smirked when he saw her sitting on the floor as she picked up the pastry, staring at it with teary eyes.

"Ohh shit" The plate of noodles fell to the floor when she tripped. "Princess, it's dirty. Never ever eat anything from the floor." Jaiyush said lovingly, "Come with me, I'll make noodles for you again."

Wiping her tears, she started eating the pastry silently. "Good girl," he patted her head, to which she didn't even respond and sat there like a broken doll.

"You are a sadist," she muttered, looking at his blank eyes.

"Well, I am taking it as a compliment." He chuckled and walked out of the kitchen.

"You clying you Walt my toyishh?" (You crying? You want my toys?) Adwitiya looked up and found Yuvika standing there, clutching her doll. She ignored it, looking down.

"I will share my toys with you and stop crying." She raised her hand to wipe Adwitiya's tears. "Don't touch me, just leave me alone," she said.

"I told you to behave nicely with my kids." Tripti walked in and said, "I am not their nanny." "Neither I want to become one," Adwitiya spat. "I want her to be my friend, mamma please." Yuvika demanded to tripti

"I don't want to become your friend, you little rat. I hate you. I hate everyone in this house," Adwitiya screamed, tears streaming from her eyes.

"Behave nicely with the kids, Adwitiya, I am warning you." Adhyan's eyes glared at her. "I won't be okay?" Tell me what you are going to do." She argued.

"I don't even know why you are punishing me like this. What was my mistake?" she breathed out.

"Think, think, Tiya, you made a huge mistake," Adhyansh stated.

A week later.

"Adwitiya "I wanted you to study more, but you just left it in the middle," Jaiyush said, who came to meet his daughter.

Tripti and the babies weren't there as they went out to watch some movies and go shopping.

She gulped the tears back and said, "Umm, dad, I don't think I need to study. I have everything I want in my life." She sounded happy from Jaiyush's point of view.

Poor he didn't know how much his daughter was suffering.

"Yes, dad, even I told her not to leave study and become independent, but she already made a decision of discontinuing the study," Adhyansh answered on her behalf while she felt so much pain inside. She wanted to study, she wanted to become independent, she wanted to do something on her own, and here she was being tortured every day.

"If that's what you want, then I am fine with it. I just want your happiness." Jaiyush patted her head. She wanted to scream. She wanted to say that she wasn't at all happy with him..

"I love the way you behaved today with your dad; I so love it." His hands encircled her from behind. "You deserve an award, little kitten." His lips touched her neck, and she started to wriggle.

After ordering him to "complete washing these dishes then come to my study room," he left.

staring into his eyes She breathed heavily through her parted lips when He invaded her insides, slamming her against the wall. Her hands made patterns on his back, and with their skin slapping each other, their moans and groans mixed in the air.

Forcing? 

Naah, that wasn't the word to be used here; he didn't force her; she forced herself to do it to save her dad. He gave her a choice, and she obliged.

She could've pushed him and hit him with a vase, but she didn't. She obliged, she accepted his touch, and she let him do what he wanted.

She wanted it? No, or maybe a little more because when he teased her, she cried out and begged. She hated herself for being so desperate and for having let her self-respect down. He was playing with her mind and heart.

There was a thought running through her mind that she wanted to kill herself, but she couldn't because she had her dad, her only family.

It wasn't she reacting, it was her body!

She was indeed dumb that she trusted the wrong person in her life, and that too twice. She wanted peace. All she gets these days is pain, pain, and more pain.

A drop of tear escaped from her eyes when he emptied inside her; he moved back and she slumped down on the floor as her legs gave up.

"I had sex with someone who is already married and the father of kids—shame on me, fucking shame on me!" She cursed herself and looked up to find him going to the washroom, taking off the used condom.

She got up, and after wearing her outfit, she left the room and went straight to the restroom to clean herself.

"I am strong. I'll be fine. Everything will be fine." She cheered herself, then walked out of the restroom only to find Adhyansh.

She gave him a glance, her broken eyes boring into his face for a few seconds, and she walked out.

Slumping down on the floor, she looked down, her eyes fixated on the tiled floor, but her mind was somewhere else; she was just physically present there.

"Divyank, don't do this. I don't want this. Please. This is too early for all this." She requested getting scared when he hovered over her. "Don't you love me, Adwitiya?" he asked, as his fingers gently caressed her forehead and cheeks.

"Yes, I do. I do love you, but I am not ready for this." She said again, and he cupped her cheeks, saying, "Just feel it. You will like it."

"Do you trust me?" He asked, kissing her cheek to jaw, "Ye..ss." She did trust him, but now she was dead scared.

"Aah, no, no, please, it's hurting. It's hurting."

"Slow down Divyank, please stop, stop, stop."

"It will go on to hurt a little more, Adwitiya, and after that, there will be only pleasure."

"Naah, stop, I want to go home. I don't want to do this. It hurts, please."

She palmed her ears as those words started ringing in her ears again. "Ayyiappa, please help," she sighed out and gulped the water, taking deep breaths._______________________

Adhyansh walked inside the kitchen and found her sitting on the floor, hugging her knees, her eyes wide open.

She didn't sleep a bit the previous night because she wasn't able to comprehend what was happening with her. Why was he doing this to her? What mistake did she make?

"Make coffee for me." Her eyes shot up to find Adhyansh. She nodded and got up, "Words." 

"Sure, sir," she muttered and started preparing coffee for him while he was making her more uncomfortable as she could feel his glares there behind her back.

"It's done" She handed him the coffee. Her hands were itching to slap and punch him, which she controlled._______________________________

"I'm sorry, ma'am. I didn't mean to kiss you that night." He apologized, looking down. "First off, it was me who kissed you. You don't need to say sorry to me; it was my mistake! "And please stop calling me mam; you are my dad's staff, not mine," she said politely.

"So can we be friends?" "Umm I mean, I don't have any friends in my life, so that's why, um, damn, I just love to embarrass myself." She chuckled at his banter and extended her hand. "Hii Adwitiya Mishra!"

"Adhyansh Aneja." He shook hands with her, smiling genuinely.

"Adwitiya, make noodles for me," he ordered. She started preparing the noodles, but then something struck her mind. Smirking, she added the whole bottle of red chilli powder to the noodles and smiled evilly.

"Here are your noddles, sir." She put the plate of noodles in front of him and stood a little away, waiting for him to taste.

"Adhyansh Aneja hates wasting food, so now he will have it anyhow," she thought, tapping her feet in anticipation.

"Dadda, I want to have thalt," Adwitiya's eyes widened seeing Yuvaan licking his lips, wanting to have the noodles.

"Sure Champ" before Adwitiya could stop it. Adhyansh stuffed the spoonful of noodles in Yuvaan's mouth while Adwitiya prayed to Mother Earth to swallow her whole.

"Aahh shooo shooo shooo!" His mouth and throat started burning, and his face turned red. Tears blurred his vision; he spit out everything and started coughing badly.

"Champ, what happens?" Adhyansh panicked and tasted the little bit of noodles that had red chilli powder.

"What the hell, Adwitiya?" "Why did you add excess red chilli powder in it?" He shouted, then made him drink that water while Tripti ran to the kitchen to get ice cream for Yuvaan.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know. I mean --" She fumbled with her words, not knowing what to say. She wanted Adhyansh to eat that and not Yuvaan, though she didn't like his kids, but she never wanted to harm them at least.

"Dadda, it's-- " He cried, "Calm down, champ, and have this." Adhyansh stuffed ice cream in his mouth while caressing his back and head.

"She isshh shoo baldd (she is so bad)" Yuvika said, glaring at Adwitiya as she couldn't see her twin brother in pain.

Promo

His eyes widened when he stared at her face. Blood escaped from the corner of her lips when she coughed. Adwitiya didn't notice the blood on her lips.

"Aaah," she coughed again. "Shiit, you are bleeding." He wiped her mouth with his handkerchief before she could see the blood.