My destined wife!

Crawl! Waitress Crawl!

Atharva led Maya inside a large hall of the farmhouse.

The moment the doors closed behind them, darkness swallowed the entire place.

Nothing was visible.

The hall was enormous, yet it felt suffocatingly silent. Only two lights were on—one falling directly over Atharva… and the other over Maya.

Everything else around them remained buried in shadows.

Atharva walked forward calmly and sat down on the couch placed in the center of the hall. Crossing one leg over the other, he leaned back comfortably as if he owned not just the room… but the darkness itself.

He placed the gun casually on the table in front of him.

Maya stood a few steps away, her eyes scanning the hall again and again, trying to see through the shadows.

But nothing was clear.

After a moment, she spoke.

“What is this?” she asked, her voice echoing faintly in the empty hall. “Why is everything so dark?”

Atharva’s lips curved faintly.

“It’s a surprise, biwi,” he replied lazily. “If I reveal everything immediately… what would be the fun?”

Maya looked at him, unease creeping inside her.

“What kind of surprise?”

Atharva tilted his head slightly, studying her face.

“I’ll tell you,” he said calmly. “But first… I want to know something.”

His eyes darkened.

“How did the thought of leaving me even enter your mind?”

Maya froze.

For a second she simply stared at him.

“Wh… what do you mean?”

Atharva leaned forward slightly, resting his elbow on his knee.

“You were telling the same thing to Anvi,” he said smoothly.

Maya’s eyes widened.

“What?”

Her mind began racing.

“But… the bodyguards were far away,” she murmured. “They couldn’t have heard us… then how did you—”

Atharva said nothing.

Maya’s thoughts rushed back through the entire day—from morning to evening.

Suddenly realization struck her.

“What the hell…” she whispered.

Her eyes snapped back to him.

“Did you tap my phone?”

A slow, dangerous smile spread across Atharva’s face.

“Smart biwi,” he said quietly. “Yes, I did.”

Maya let out a dry laugh.

“So that’s why you gave me the new phone… and everything else.”

Her voice filled with sarcasm.

“Great. And here I was wondering why Atharva Raisinghani didn’t call me even once today.”

She shook her head.

“Of course you didn’t need to… you were already listening to everything.”

Atharva’s expression hardened slightly.

“So why the hell did you even think about it, biwi?”

“What did I do wrong?” Maya shot back immediately. “Thinking about leaving you is not a crime.”

Atharva’s gaze sharpened.

“Do you even realize what you’re saying?”

“Yes,” Maya said firmly.

Her voice no longer trembled.

“I’m saying that I have no interest in being Atharva Raisinghani’s wife. I want to stay away from you… forever.”

For a moment, silence spread across the dark hall.

Then Atharva slowly nodded.

“Mm-hmm… bravo, biwi.”

His tone held dark amusement.

“No one has ever shown this much courage in front of me.”

“How could they?” Maya replied coldly. “Everyone is scared of you.”

Her eyes met his directly.

“But I’m not.”

Atharva tilted his head again.

“You’re not… hmm.”

Maya took a step forward.

“What do you think, Atharva?” she said. “That you can keep me locked here forever?”

Her voice grew stronger.

“You’ve managed till now because I never tried to leave.”

She paused.

“But I will.”

Her eyes burned with determination.

“The moment I get the right opportunity… I will go.”

Atharva suddenly let out a low whistle.

“Damn, biwi,” he murmured. “You’re saying all this while looking straight into my eyes.”

“Because I meant every single word,” Maya replied firmly. “And this will happen.”

Atharva leaned back on the couch slowly.

“Ooo… girl.”

A dark smirk appeared on his face.

“Where did you suddenly get this courage from?”

His voice lowered.

“Did you forget everything already? All the punishments… the bruises… the marks… the pain?”

Maya’s expression didn’t change.

“No,” she said quietly. “I remember every single thing.”

Her voice became steady.

“But I’m not scared anymore.”

She shrugged slightly.

“What more worse will you do? Force yourself on me again? Your little BDSM games?”

Her gaze remained locked on his.

“I’m used to it now.”

For a brief moment, Atharva simply looked at her.

Then he started laughing.

The sound echoed across the dark hall.

But there was nothing normal about that laughter.

It was slow… sharp… and frightening.

Maya instinctively stiffened.

Because when Atharva laughed like that—

it was never a good sign.

After a moment, he took a deep breath and looked at her again.

“You know what, biwi?”

His voice turned calm… almost thoughtful.

“You’re talking about imagination.”

He gestured lazily in the air.

“Leaving me… not being scared of me… getting used to my actions…blah blah..all of this.”

His gaze hardened.

“It’s all imagination.”

A faint smile returned to his lips.

“And imagination has nothing to do with reality.”

Maya stared at him, her chest rising and falling quickly.

“You think this won’t happen in reality?”

Atharva slowly shook his head.

“No, heart,” he replied calmly. “Because I won’t let it happen.”

Then his expression changed slightly… something darker creeping into his smile.

“But… but… but.”

He leaned forward a little.

“You created an imaginary story in your head. About leaving me.”

His eyes locked on hers.

“So after hearing that story… I created one too.”

Maya frowned.

“What do you mean?”

Atharva tilted his head, watching her reaction carefully.

“I mean,” he said slowly, “if you leave me… then what I will do after that.”

His voice dropped into a whisper.

“And right now… I’m going to show you.”

Maya scoffed nervously.

“Has your brain stopped working? How can you decide now what you’ll do in the future?”

Atharva simply smiled.

“See for yourself.”

He snapped his fingers.

In the next second—

Every single light in the hall turned on.

The darkness disappeared instantly.

Atharva’s voice followed.

“Look behind you, biwi.”

Maya turned slowly.

The moment her eyes landed on what stood behind her—

Her breath stopped.

Her eyes widened in pure shock.

The sight in front of her was so horrifying… that it shook her to the core.

Huge glass tanks were lined up across the hall.

From top to bottom… sealed completely.

And inside each of those tanks—

People stood trapped. Family members.Both sides.Atharva’s family.

Maya’s family.And among them—

Anvi too..

Everyone stood inside separate glass tanks, staring toward Maya and Atharva.

For a second, Maya couldn’t even breathe.

Then suddenly she screamed.

“Atharva!”

Her voice echoed violently through the hall.

“What is all this?!”

Atharva’s expression didn’t change.

“Lower your voice, biwi.”

Maya turned toward him in disbelief.

“What is this?! Why are they here? Why are they trapped like this?”

Her voice trembled.

“And Anvi… I just dropped her home myself!”

Atharva gave a small shrug.

“Biwi,” he said lazily, “my bodyguards were behind you the entire time. Did you forget?”

Maya’s face drained of color.

“Take them out!” she shouted. “Why have you locked everyone like this? Even your own family members!”

Her voice cracked.

“Let them out!”

Atharva leaned back comfortably on the couch.

“I needed to show you something.”

His gaze turned colder.

“What I’ll do with them… if you ever leave me.”

He looked toward one of the bodyguards.

That single glance was enough.

Within seconds—

Water began filling the glass tanks.

Maya froze.

The sound of water rising echoed through the hall.

Her eyes snapped back toward the tanks.

“No… no… NO!”

She ran forward, panic exploding inside her chest.

“Atharva, stop this! Everyone will die!”

The water kept rising slowly inside each tank.

“Please stop it!” she screamed.

Atharva watched her calmly.

“Why, biwi?” he asked. “You didn’t stop your thoughts… so why should I listen to you?”

Maya ran from one tank to another.

“PLEASE STOP THIS!”

The water continued rising slowly… inch by inch.

Inside the tanks, everyone began panicking.

Maya banged her fists against the glass desperately.

“Open it! Someone open it!”

She searched for handles, locks—anything.

But every tank was locked from the outside.

Completely sealed.

She grabbed a nearby chair and slammed it against the glass.

Again.

And again.

But the glass barely reacted.

Only a faint scratch appeared.

Atharva suddenly raised his voice from behind her.

“Soundproof.”

Maya froze.

“And reinforced glass,” he added coldly.

He leaned back on the couch again.

“So your little attempts won’t make any difference, biwi.”

The water kept rising.

Slowly… mercilessly.

Inside the glass tanks, panic spread like wildfire. People began struggling, banging their hands against the walls, desperately trying to find a way out.

Some screamed.

Some tried to force the glass open.

Some clawed at the locks from inside.

But the tanks did not move.

Only Rajvendra, Veer, and Dhruv stood comparatively still. They knew Atharva far too well. They understood what kind of man he was… and once Atharva decided something, fighting blindly rarely changed anything.

The rest of them continued struggling.

Meanwhile the water kept rising—reaching their waists… then their chests.

Maya ran frantically from one tank to another.

“Stop it! Please stop it!”

She tried every possible way to open them.

Pulling… pushing… hitting the glass again and again.

But nothing worked.

The water had already crossed halfway.

And behind her—

Atharva sat comfortably on the couch, watching every movement she made.

Calm. Patient.

Like someone watching an experiment.

Suddenly Maya’s eyes moved toward the far end of the row.

Something small caught her attention.

Near the bottom edge of the tanks—there was a tiny metal lock.

Her eyes widened.

She rushed to the next tank and checked again.

The same lock.

Every single tank had one.

Which meant—

Water could be drained from there.

Hope flashed inside her eyes.

She quickly looked around the hall.

And then she saw it.

On the right corner of the wall… a row of keys hung neatly on hooks.

Maya didn’t even think.

She immediately ran toward them.

But before she could reach—

Atharva’s voice cut through the air.

“Don’t even try, biwi.”

Maya froze.

His tone had turned deadly calm.

“Because the person you save first,” he continued slowly, “i will consider that person more matter to you than me.”

He paused.

“And then…”

His eyes darkened.

“I will shoot that person. Without a second thought.”

Maya’s feet stopped instantly.

Her entire body was shaking now.

She was drenched in sweat from running around… tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Her eyes moved across all the tanks.

The water had already reached their necks.

Desperation crushed her chest.

Suddenly she turned and ran back toward Atharva.

The next second—

She dropped to her knees in front of him.

“Please!” she cried, folding her hands. “Please let them out!”

Her voice broke.

“I will never leave! I swear I won’t go anywhere!”

Atharva didn’t move.

He simply watched her.

Maya glanced behind her.

The water had almost reached their heads.

Panic exploded inside her again.

She bent forward completely… lowering her head to his feet.

“I’m sorry,” she sobbed. “I’m really sorry for even thinking like that.”

Her voice trembled uncontrollably.

“It won’t happen again. I will never leave you… please… please let them go.”

Her shoulders shook with every breath.

“Let them go…”

Atharva slowly leaned forward.

He grabbed her hair and forced her head up so her face was inches from his.

His voice dropped into a cold whisper.

“From today… you will be my submissive.”

His grip tightened slightly.

“And you will remain that way… until I decide otherwise.”

Tears continued running down Maya’s face.

But she nodded immediately.

“Yes.”

Atharva’s lips curved into a dangerous smile.

He glanced toward the guards.

That single signal was enough.

Within seconds the guards rushed forward and opened the tanks.

Water drained rapidly and the doors were unlocked.

One by one, everyone stumbled out.

Coughing violently.

Gasping for air.

Their bodies collapsed onto the floor as they struggled to breathe again.

Many dropped to their knees, their lungs burning as they inhaled desperately.

Heartbeats thundered in their chests.

Maya slowly turned her head to look at them—

But before she could fully see them—

Atharva grabbed her face and forced it back toward him.

“You are not allowed to look at them.”

Maya met his eyes for a second.

Then quietly lowered her gaze.

After a moment, Atharva released her and stood up.

The instant his grip disappeared, Maya tried to run toward everyone.

But Atharva’s voice exploded behind her.

“I will shoot everyone… if you take even one more step.”

Every person in the hall turned their eyes toward them.

Maya stopped in the middle of the floor.

Her body froze.

Tears kept falling as she stood there helplessly.

She looked toward them once—her eyes full of pain.

And they looked back at her.

Their faces carried exhaustion… shock…

and deep sadness for Maya.

Atharva lifted his gun slightly as he turned away.

"Follow me, biwi.”

The command echoed coldly in the vast hall.

The moment Maya heard his voice, her body stiffened. She turned once—just once—looking back at everyone behind her.

Their faces were pale, exhausted, still trembling from the terror they had just survived. Some of them were coughing violently, others were trying to steady themselves with each other’s support.

For a fleeting moment, Maya’s eyes softened with pain.

Then she lowered her gaze… and silently followed Atharva.

Behind them, the others slowly pushed themselves to their feet, helping one another stand. Servants rushed into the hall, surrounding them quickly, offering towels, water, and assistance. The atmosphere was still heavy with shock.

But Atharva didn’t look back even once.

---

On the other side of the mansion, Atharva walked ahead in complete silence.

His footsteps were steady and unhurried.

Behind him, Maya followed with her head lowered, her damp hair clinging slightly to her face and neck. Her clothes were still wet, and each step felt heavier than the last—but she didn’t stop.

Neither of them spoke.

The elevator doors opened onto Atharva’s private floor.

The moment he stepped out, he spoke without turning around.

“Lock the gate… and come to the pool room.”

His voice was calm. Controlled.

Without waiting for a response, he simply walked away down the corridor.

Maya stood there for a moment… then quietly turned back, locking the heavy gate behind them. The metallic click echoed through the silent hallway.

After that, she walked toward the pool room.

---

When Maya entered, she saw Atharva standing at the edge of the indoor pool.

His back was facing her.

The dim lights of the room reflected on the dark surface of the water. The entire space was silent except for the faint sound of rippling water.

Atharva stood there calmly, smoking a cigarette.

Maya stepped inside slowly and stopped a few steps behind him.

She didn’t speak.

Atharva didn’t turn.

Instead, his gaze shifted to the reflection in the water—where Maya’s figure appeared behind him.

Without looking at her directly, he extended the cigarette slightly toward her.

“Take a puff.”

Maya blinked in surprise.

Her eyes first went to the cigarette in his hand… then slowly lifted toward his face.

His expression was completely rigid.

Emotionless.

But his eyes were still watching her through the reflection in the pool.

For a brief moment, Maya hesitated.

Then she silently took the cigarette from his hand.

She inhaled slowly, trying to mimic what she had seen others do.

The smoke entered her lungs—

And the very next second she started coughing violently.

It was clearly her first time. The harsh smoke burned her throat and chest, making her bend slightly as she struggled to breathe properly.

Her coughing didn’t stop for several seconds.

Atharva glanced at her once.

His expression remained indifferent.

“Did I ask you to stop?”

Maya immediately shook her head.

Trying to suppress her coughing, she brought the cigarette back to her lips and inhaled again.

Another cough escaped her.

She forced herself to try again.

Third time.

Fourth time.

Each puff made her chest tighten and her throat burn. Her eyes watered as she kept inhaling and exhaling the smoke, coughing repeatedly in between.

But she didn’t stop.

Atharva watched her calmly, as if observing an experiment.

Finally—

“Stop.”

Maya immediately lowered the cigarette, coughing softly as she struggled to regain her breath.

Atharva took the cigarette back from her fingers and walked toward one of the tables placed near the pool. Sitting down casually, he continued smoking.

Maya remained standing for a few seconds… then quietly walked forward until she was standing in front of him.

Her posture was straight.

Her head slightly lowered.

Waiting.

Atharva exhaled a slow stream of smoke.

Then he spoke.

“There’s a waitress uniform in the wardrobe of the dark room.”

His voice was calm, almost lazy.

“Black and white. Go wear it… and bring me alcohol on a tray.”

Maya nodded silently and turned to leave.

But before she could take more than a step—

Atharva spoke again.

This time his tone carried a quiet threat.

“You have five minutes.”

Maya froze.

“In five minutes you should be standing in front of me with everything done.”

A small pause followed.

Then he added softly—

“If you take longer… this game will become much worse.”

Maya didn’t look back.

She simply ran.

---

Inside the dark room, she hurriedly found the wardrobe and pulled out the black-and-white waitress dress. Her wet clothes were discarded carelessly on the floor as she changed as fast as she could.

Her fingers trembled slightly, but she didn’t waste a second.

Within moments, she grabbed a tray, placed a bottle of alcohol and a glass on it, and rushed back.

Her footsteps echoed in the quiet hallway.

And before the five minutes were over—

Maya stood in front of Atharva again.

Holding the tray.

Exactly as he had ordered.

The pool room was dimly lit, the soft blue lights reflecting off the still water and spreading a cold glow across the marble floor.

Maya stood a few steps away from Atharva, holding the tray.

For a brief second her eyes lifted toward him.

Atharva was now wearing only his dark pants. His upper body was bare, and he sat leaning back in the chair with a lazy confidence, one arm resting on the armrest as if the entire world moved according to his will.

Maya looked away quickly.

The black-and-white waitress dress she had been forced to wear was extremely short, hugging her body uncomfortably. A small cap sat on her head, making her look exactly like the girls who served drinks in expensive nightclubs.

Atharva’s eyes slowly traveled over her.

From her face…to her shoulders…

to the short dress.Then lower.

A faint smirk appeared on his lips.

“Serve me.”

Maya closed her eyes for a second, steadying herself. Then she placed the tray on the table beside him and began pouring alcohol into a glass.

Before she could finish—

“Make two.”

She paused.

Atharva added casually,

“And no water. Just ice and alcohol.”

Maya glanced at him in slight confusion, but she said nothing. Quietly she prepared two glasses exactly as he had ordered.

Atharva watched her the entire time.

Then he spoke again.

“Come sit on my lap… and feed it to me.”

Maya’s eyes shut briefly again, as if forcing herself to obey.

She stepped closer.

The moment she stood in front of him, Atharva suddenly grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down onto his lap.

Maya gasped softly.

“Ath—Atharva…”

His grip tightened instantly.

“I didn’t give you permission to speak.”

His voice was cold.

Maya went silent.

Slowly, she lifted the glass toward his lips.

Atharva’s gaze remained fixed on her face as he took a slow sip from the glass she held.

Then he leaned back slightly.

Maya froze.

“I… I—”

Before she could finish, Atharva’s fingers dug sharply into her waist.

“How many times do I have to repeat myself?”

His voice dropped dangerously low.

“You’re not allowed to speak.”

Pain flashed across Maya’s face. She closed her eyes for a moment, then silently lifted the second glass and forced herself to drink.

The strong alcohol burned her throat.

Atharva watched her closely.

After a moment, he took the glass from her hand and placed it aside.

Then he gestured toward the floor.

“Stand in front of me.”

Maya got up immediately and stood there quietly.

Atharva leaned forward slightly, studying her.

Then he said calmly—

“Now… seduce me.”

Maya blinked.

“What?”

The word had barely left her mouth when Atharva suddenly slammed the glass down hard on the table.

The glass shattered instantly.

Pieces scattered across the marble floor.

His voice exploded through the room.

“I don’t want to hear your questions, Maya!”

Maya flinched violently.

The broken glass glittered dangerously near her feet.

Atharva calmly picked up the second glass and leaned back again.

“Why are you still standing?”

He took another sip.

“Do it.”

Maya hesitated… then slowly stepped toward him.

But she had no idea how.Her movements were uncertain, almost stiff.

Atharva watched for a moment.

Then he spoke again.

“First… undress.”

A short pause.

“Not completely. Stay in your bikini.”

Maya didn’t meet his eyes.

Without saying anything, she slowly removed the short waitress dress. It slid to the floor, leaving her standing there in a simple bikini.

Her posture remained rigid.

Atharva’s gaze darkened slightly.

He nodded toward the other side of the room.

“There’s a pole there.”

Maya followed his gaze.

A sleek metal pole stood near the edge of the pool, probably installed for private parties.

Atharva’s voice turned colder.

“Dance.”

A pause.

Then he added slowly—

“And make it seductive.”

His eyes narrowed slightly.

“And if you don’t do it properly this time… things will get worse.”

Maya glanced at him once.

Then she walked toward the pole.

Her fingers wrapped around the cold metal.

For a second she closed her eyes… taking a long breath, trying to gather herself.

Suddenly Atharva’s voice cut through the room.

“Do it My waitress.”

Then he laughed harshly.

"Don’t worry… I’ll pay you for it.”

The laughter echoed across the pool room.

Maya’s jaw tightened.Anger flickered in her eyes as she shot him one sharp glance.

Then she turned back to the pole.

Taking a slow breath, she began to move.

There was no music.

Only the faint sound of water rippling in the pool.

Her movements were hesitant at first… awkward… but slowly they became smoother as she circled the pole, forcing herself to continue.

Across the room, Atharva watched her with dark, intense eyes.

His gaze moved slowly from head to toe, studying every movement.

Time passed in silence.

Neither of them looked away.

Finally, after a while—

Atharva suddenly spoke loudly.

“My glass is empty.”

His voice cut through the stillness.

“Fill it.”

Maya stopped immediately.

She stepped away from the pole and began walking toward him.

Before she reached the table—

“Take off your heels And.”

A brief pause

"Crawl"

Maya_Wh-what?

Atharva groaned_Are u deaf or what? Do what I say!

She paused briefly, then bent down and removed them without a word.

Barefoot, she crawled toward him.

Atharva was watching her lustfully!

In her anger and exhaustion, she didn’t notice when a sharp shard of broken glass pierced the sole of her foot and knees.

A thin line of blood appeared on the marble floor behind her.

She didn’t react.

She was too focused on Atharva.

But Atharva noticed.

His eyes briefly dropped to the floor… watching the small streak of red.

For a moment, his expression changed slightly.

But he said nothing.

Maya stepped closer to the table and began to sit on the chair in front of him.

Atharva’s voice cut through the silence immediately.

“No.”

He didn’t even look at her as he spoke.

“Sit on the floor… on your knees.”

For a moment Maya didn’t move. Her jaw tightened, and anger burned in her eyes.

Then she said slowly, her voice filled with fury—

“I will not spare you, Atharva.”

Atharva leaned back lazily in his chair, watching her reaction as if it amused him.

A faint smile appeared on his lips.

“That’s exactly what I want.”

Maya’s eyes flashed with rage, but she finally lowered herself to the floor, sitting on her knees beside the table.

Without another word, she picked up the bottle and refilled his glass.

Atharva leaned forward slightly.

Then, slowly, he extended his foot.

The tips of his toes brushed against her leg… moving upward in an almost lazy motion, tracing from her calf to her thigh.

Maya stiffened instantly.

Her hands clenched around the glass.

Atharva lifted his foot and placed it lightly under her chin, forcing her face upward so she had no choice but to look at him.

His eyes were dark.

Cold.

Amused.

“What’s your price?”he asked softly.

Maya stared straight at him, her eyes blazing with hatred.

“Your life.”

For a moment there was silence.

Then Atharva removed his foot and suddenly burst into loud laughter.

The sound echoed across the quiet pool room.

But Maya didn’t smile.

There was no humor on her face.

Only burning anger.

Suddenly, Atharva reached forward and grabbed her hair tightly, pulling her face dangerously close to his.

His voice dropped to a low, dangerous whisper.

His grip tightened slightly.

“Let me show you what suffocation actually feels like.”

And before she could react—

He captured her lips completely.

The kiss was sudden, rough, and overwhelming.

Maya instantly tried to push him away, hitting his chest with both hands in resistance.

But Atharva caught her wrists and held them firmly, not allowing her to move.

His kiss only deepened.

It wasn’t gentle.

It was harsh… demanding… almost punishing.

Maya struggled against him, her breathing becoming uneven. The lack of air and the force of the kiss made it harder and harder for her to breathe.

Pain began to sting her lips where his grip was too rough.

Still, Atharva didn’t stop.

He kissed her as if nothing else existed.

As if her resistance meant nothing.

Desperate and furious, Maya suddenly bit his lower lip.

Hard.

A sharp taste of blood spread between them.

But Atharva barely reacted.

His grip didn’t loosen.

In anger, Maya moved her hand downward and suddenly pressed hard against the wound on his chest.

Immediately—

Atharva pulled back slightly.

Maya gasped for air the moment he released her.

She inhaled deeply, trying to steady her breathing.

Her fingers instinctively touched her lips.

They stung badly… and when she looked down, she saw a faint smear of blood.

Tears had already begun sliding down her cheeks.

Slowly, she looked up at him.

Atharva was still staring at her.

His lower lip had a small cut from where she had bitten him. A thin line of blood had appeared there.

And the wound on his chest had started bleeding again where she had pressed it.

Yet he didn’t seem to care about either of them.

His gaze remained fixed only on Maya.

Maya looked at him with burning anger, her chest still rising heavily.

“I could die…”

Atharva wiped the faint blood from his lip with his thumb, completely calm.

“That’s what suffocation means, biwi.”

He leaned back in the chair lazily.

“Now… you’ll give me my drink.”

Maya’s jaw tightened.

“I will not.”

For a brief second Atharva closed his eyes, inhaling slowly as if controlling the irritation rising inside him. Then he turned his head back toward her.

In the next instant his hand shot forward, gripping her cheeks harshly between his fingers.

“Biwi… trust me.”

His voice dropped dangerously low.

“I can kill every member of your family right now.”

His grip tightened.

“And the only reason they’re alive is because of you.”

He leaned closer to her face.

“So stop questioning me… and do exactly what I say.”

Maya stared at him with tear-filled eyes. Rage, humiliation, and helplessness all burned inside them.

Suddenly Atharva shoved her away.

Maya stumbled backward and fell against the table.

Atharva gestured toward the bottle impatiently.

“Now… serve me.”

Slowly Maya stood up again. She picked up the glass and stepped toward him, lifting it to his lips.

Atharva glanced at the glass.

Then he shook his head slightly.

“Not like that.”

His eyes darkened as they moved slowly over her body.

“Pour it on your boobs.”

Maya froze.

Atharva leaned forward in his chair.

“I’ll drink it like that.”

Before she could react, his hand reached out and pulled her bra away roughly, throwing it aside.

Now she stood there in nothing but the thin bikini bottom, exposed under the dim lights.

Atharva’s face was only inches from her chest as he looked up at her.

Waiting.

Maya took a long, trembling breath.

Then she tilted the glass.

The alcohol spilled over her boobs, running down slowly in cold streams. The liquid gathered around her nipples before dripping downward.

Atharva leaned forward and began licking it away slowly.

Maya closed her eyes tightly, her hands shaking slightly as she continued pouring the drink over herself.

Atharva drank it directly from her skin, his tongue tracing the lines of alcohol slowly, deliberately.

Then suddenly—Maya flinched sharply.Pain shot through her chest.

Her eyes snapped open.

Atharva was sucking her boobs roughly now, his grip tight as his teeth pressed down harder than before.

Her voice broke into a desperate cry.

But Atharva didn’t stop.

Maya grabbed his head with both hands, trying to pull him away, but he only bit harder, ignoring her resistance completely.

The pain grew sharper.

Her cries echoed through the room while Atharva continued exactly as he wanted.

After several long moments, he finally pulled away.

Atharva leaned back in the chair again, his breathing calm.

Maya immediately covered her boobs with both arms and sat on the edge of the table, trembling from pain.

Atharva’s gaze hardened instantly.

“Biwi.”

His voice was sharp.

“You’re my submissive.”

His eyes moved toward the floor.

“How dare you sit beside me?”

Maya winced, still breathing unevenly.

Without arguing, she slowly slid off the table and lowered herself to the floor on her knees.

Atharva watched her quietly for a moment.

Then he said coldly—

“Suck my dick.”

His eyes didn’t leave her face.

“And keep sucking until I cum.”

Maya froze completely.

Her voice barely came out.

“Wh… what?”

Atharva’s patience snapped.

“Start.”

But Maya didn’t move.

She just kept staring at him, her eyes filled with disbelief and fury.

Atharva closed his eyes for a moment, waiting.

Seconds passed.

When he realized she still hadn’t moved, he opened his eyes again.

Maya wasn’t there.

Atharva inhaled sharply, anger flashing across his face as he stood up.

Then he noticed something on the marble floor.

Blood.

Small drops… scattered across the tiles.

The broken glass from earlier had cut Maya’s foot, and now a thin trail of blood marked where she had walked.

Atharva followed the trail across the room.

The marks led toward the bathroom cabinet.

He reached it, running a hand slowly over the back of his neck before suddenly pulling the cabinet door open.

Empty. Maya wasn't there too

Just then—

A sharp click echoed behind him.

Atharva turned instantly.The bathroom door had locked.

Inside, Maya had already thrown on her clothes.

Atharva walked to the door and slammed his fist against it.

“Open it.”

His voice was cold with anger.

“Maya… open the door.”

But Maya ignored him completely.

She locked the main room door as well.

And then she ran.

Without looking back.

Everyone else was gathered in the main hall.

They had changed into dry clothes, but the fear still clung to them like a shadow. Their voices were low, anxious, as they talked about Maya—about what had just happened upstairs.

Suddenly—

Maya came running into the hall.

Her breathing was heavy, her hair slightly disheveled, and her eyes were burning with urgency.

The moment she saw them all standing there, she shouted—

“Everyone… go to the basement. Now!”

Her voice echoed sharply through the hall.

Everyone turned toward her in confusion.

And then they saw it.The gun in her hand.

She was pointing it straight at them. For a moment no one moved.

Shock spread across every face.

Because this version of Maya… was something none of them had ever seen before.

Arun stepped forward slightly, his voice filled with concern.

Maya cut him off immediately, shouting—

“I don’t have time to listen to nonsense!”

Her voice trembled with urgency.

“Everyone go to the basement right now… or I swear I’ll forget that you’re my family!”

The gun in her hand lifted slightly.

“Go!”

Fear spread through the room.

One by one, they began moving toward the basement stairs.

From upstairs, Atharva’s furious voice echoed through the mansion, loud enough to send chills through everyone present.

Instinctively, everyone looked up toward the upper floors.

Maya clenched the gun tighter.

“Hurry up!”

Anvi looked at her in shock.

“Maya… what did you do? What is all this?”

Before anyone else could speak—

Maya suddenly fired the gun into the air.

The loud gunshot echoed through the hall.

Everyone flinched.

“Didn’t anyone hear what I said?!”

Terrified now, everyone hurried toward the basement.

The servants stood frozen on the other side of the hall, watching nervously as the family disappeared down the stairs.

Maya quickly shut the basement door and locked it from the outside.

Then she turned and ran.

---

Upstairs, Atharva was watching everything through the security cameras.

His eyes darkened with rage.

Immediately he grabbed his phone and called Rana.

“Stop her.”

His voice was dangerously calm.

But Maya didn’t go through the main gate.

Instead, she slipped out through the back entrance of the mansion—an area where no guards were standing at that moment.

By the time anyone realized—She was gone.

Atharva slammed his fist against the desk.

“Maya!”

---

Inside the basement, everyone stood together anxiously.

Veer ran a frustrated hand through his hair.

“What the hell is happening? Where did she go? And why did she lock us in here?”

Anvi exhaled slowly.

“So that jiju doesn’t hurt us.”

Everyone turned toward her.

Anvi continued quietly,

“If she had left while we were standing there… jiju would think we helped her escape.”

Realization slowly spread across their faces.

“That’s why she did all that drama.”

Veer shook his head slowly.

“God… this is getting impossible.”

Dhruv’s expression hardened.

“Bhai…will never forgive her for this.”

Anvi looked toward the closed basement door.

Her voice was almost a whisper.

“I just hope she escapes from here.”

No one replied.

The silence said everything.

---

Meanwhile outside the mansion—

Maya ran down the dark road and stopped a passing cab.

She opened the door quickly and got inside.

The driver turned in confusion—

And froze.

Because Maya had already pointed the gun at his head.

“Drive.”

Her voice was cold.

The cab sped away into the night.

---

Back at the mansion, Rana hurried upstairs and opened the locked door to Atharva’s floor.

The moment Atharva saw him—

He grabbed Rana by the collar and slammed him hard against the wall.

“How did she leave?”

Rana stammered in fear.

“S-sir… she… she went through the back gate.”

Atharva’s eyes turned deadly.

“If she isn’t found tonight…”

His grip tightened.

“I will kill you.”

He shoved Rana away violently and stormed downstairs, still shirtless, his chest wound slightly reopened.

In the hall, he stopped near one of the servants.

“Let them out of the basement.”

His voice was cold.

“But no one leaves this house.”

Without waiting for a response, Atharva walked out toward the car.

Rana rushed after him.

Within minutes, everyone from the basement was brought back to the hall.

They all moved instinctively toward the main gate.

But a servant stepped in front of them.

“Atharva sir has ordered that no one leaves.”

Everyone stopped.

The invisible line of fear was stronger than any locked door.No one dared cross it.

They were terrified for their own lives—

But even more worried about Maya.

And so, unwillingly, helplessly—

They stayed in the hall.

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