Chapter 33
The room was too quiet.
Too still.
And yet, her heart thundered in her chest.
Anvi couldn't move.
Because Agastya was watching her.
Sitting at the edge of the bed, his fingers tracing the silk sheets, his gaze locked onto her-unreadable, unforgiving.
She had seen him angry.
She had seen him furious.
But this?
This was something else.
Something far more dangerous.
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?? A King's Lesson in Obedience
"Do you know what your biggest mistake was, Pari?" His voice was calm, too calm.
She clenched her fists.
"Loving you."
His jaw ticked.
For a moment, just a second, something flickered in his eyes-something raw.
But it was gone just as fast.
And then, he smiled.
Slow. Cold. Deadly.
"No, jaan."
He leaned in, his breath fanning over her trembling lips.
"Your biggest mistake was thinking you could leave me."
Her stomach dropped.
Because she knew.
She knew he wouldn't let this go.
He never did.
And now-she was about to pay the price.
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?? A Punishment That Left No Bruises, But Left Her Broken
She braced herself.
For his rage.
For his touch.
For the dark, twisted punishment that was surely coming.
But instead-he stood up.
And walked away.
Anvi blinked.
Confused.
Shaken.
And then-the door clicked shut.
Locked.
Her breath hitched.
Because this wasn't over.
No.
This was far worse.
This was isolation.
And Agastya?
Was about to show her just how much he controlled her world.
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?? A Queen Stripped of Her Freedom
She didn't know how long she sat there.
Minutes.
Hours.
Days.
The room was lavish, suffocatingly beautiful.
But it was a cage.
Her phone? Gone.
The windows? Sealed.
The doors? Locked.
Not a single soul came inside.
Not to check on her.
Not to speak to her.
And Agastya?
He never came.
Not once.
At first, she thought she could endure it.
That she could win.
But then-the silence started to break her.
Because no one spoke to her.
No one acknowledged her existence.
She was alone.
And it was worse than any pain he could have inflicted.
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?? A King's Ultimate Revenge
When the door finally opened, her body was weak.
She hadn't eaten.
Hadn't spoken.
Hadn't felt human.
And then-he walked in.
Agastya.
Tall. Unshaken. Untouchable.
His presence filled the room, drowning her in him.
She wanted to fight.
To scream.
To hate him.
But when he kneeled in front of her, cupping her face with painful tenderness-
She broke.
"Say it, Pari." His voice was soft. "Say you'll never leave me again."
Her throat burned.
Her lips trembled.
She hated him.
Hated him.
But she was weak.
And he knew it.
And so-she whispered the words that sealed her fate.
"I won't."
Because she couldn't take the silence anymore.
She couldn't survive without him.
And Agastya?
Had won.
Again.
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The words left her lips like a whispered curse.
"I won't leave."
And in that moment, she knew-she had lost.
But Agastya?
He looked like he had won a war.
His dark eyes softened, a smirk curling at the corner of his lips. The Devil was pleased.
"Good girl."
Her stomach twisted at those two words.
Because she wasn't his pet.
She wasn't his possession.
But then-why did her heart race at the approval in his gaze?
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?? A King Who Always Claims His Prize
Agastya's fingers trailed along her jaw, his touch deceptively gentle.
But beneath it-was steel.
A silent warning.
A reminder that she belonged to him now.
His thumb brushed over her bottom lip, his breath mingling with hers.
"You look tired, jaan."
Anvi clenched her fists.
"You locked me in a room for days."
His lips curved. "And now you understand."
Her blood boiled.
"Understand what? That you're a monster?"
His fingers tightened.
"That there is no life without me, Pari."
Her breath hitched.
Because deep down-she knew he was right.
And that was far more terrifying than his control.
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?? A Queen Who Refuses to Break
The silence stretched between them, thick with unspoken truths and dangerous emotions.
Then-Agastya stood.
Cold. Powerful. Unshaken.
"Get dressed."
She blinked.
"What?"
He smirked.
"You're coming with me."
A flicker of confusion. "Where?"
His eyes darkened.
"To show you what happens to people who try to take what's mine."
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?? The Devil's Warning
The drive was silent.
Anvi sat beside him in the car, watching the city blur past.
It was late. Too late.
And yet-the streets weren't empty.
They were lined with men.
Agastya's men.
She swallowed.
Something was coming.
And she wasn't sure she was ready to see it.
When they arrived at a secluded warehouse, her heart pounded.
Because inside-Jai was kneeling.
Bloodied. Broken.
Surrounded by Agastya's guards.
And in that moment-she realized the truth.
This wasn't just a warning.
This was a declaration.
Agastya wasn't punishing Jai.
He was reminding her.
That no matter how far she ran-
She would always belong to him.