Ruthless Mafia Innocent Love

Priyank forcefully dragged Priya along, causing her immense pain. Her throat throbbed with agony, intensifying her discomfort. Priyank showed no concern as he dragged her by her leg, carelessly knocking into objects in their path. His sole focus was on teaching her a lesson, fully aware that he would succeed.

Kneeling in front of Priya, who sobbed silently, too terrified to utter a word, Priyank grabbed her by the hair. “So, you want to leave, huh?” he sneered. “Let me show you what happens when someone defies my orders and goes against me. Don’t worry, the lesson you’re about to receive will be the best you’ve ever had.”

“Come here now,”Priyank shouted to the guard.

The guard trembled with fear and hurriedly approached, witnessing the pitiful state of the innocent girl. He knew that this was the consequence of crossing paths with Priyank. Without hesitation, he awaited further instructions, desperate to avoid any mistakes that could jeopardise his own safety.

“I want you to bring me an iron chain,” Priyank commanded.

The guard nodded immediately and swiftly departed, not daring to question the request.

Priyank continued to grip Priya’s hair tightly, displaying his anger and the depths of his fury. Priya longed to speak, but her throat betrayed her, leaving her voiceless and helpless in the situation.

Priyank’s eyes burned with rage as he contemplated his next move. He was determined to teach her a lesson she would never forget, to make her understand the consequences of underestimating him.

Priya would learn that she couldn’t trifle with Priyank.

No stone would be left unturned in ensuring she understood the gravity of her actions. The sooner she learned, the better it would be for her. If she dared to forget who she belonged to, she was sorely mistaken. Priyank would ensure she obeyed him for the rest of her life. He could either be her creator or her destroyer; the choice was hers.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The guard returned promptly, presenting Priyank with the chain.

“Now leave,” Priyank ordered, dismissing the guard without further thought.

Priya cried uncontrollably, feeling the chill of the night air and the pain from her bleeding head and knees.

She wondered why Priyank would subject her to such cruelty. Was she not human? Why had he brought the chain?

Priyank seized her hands and dragged her towards a thin pole, forcing her to stand while her injured legs throbbed with pain. Priya winced in agony, unable to comprehend why this was happening to her or what she could do to escape it.

Priyank began securing her to the pole with the chain, asserting his dominance. “Don’t worry, you will pay for this,” he declared.

As he finished tying her up, he noticed her feet submerged in water. Priya couldn’t fathom why this was happening or what awaited her.

A sinister smirk spread across Priyank’s face as he observed the fear and anguish etched on Priya’s distorted features.

Priya continued to cry, shivering in the cold night, her head and knees bleeding. She was bound by a chain to the pole, treated as though she were an animal. How would Priyank do this to her? Why did it have to happen?

Priya’s entire body trembled, but her heart trembled even more. Tears and blood flowed from her, and she felt utterly helpless. She had never been so terrified in her life.

“Someone save me! Auntie, Mother Mary, anyone, please save me,” she screamed.

Priya felt the coldness beneath her feet, realising she was losing blood rapidly.

“Someone save me. I can’t bear this,” She pleaded desperately.

Her cries fell on deaf ears, and she felt utterly powerless, unsure of how to free herself from this nightmare. Her body throbbed with pain, violently shaking from the cold.

Meanwhile, Priyank reached his room and encountered his mother, who regarded him with a gaze of disapproval, as though he were a criminal.

“Priyank, she’s not an animal. You must release her,” his mother implored.

Priyank glared at his mother with anger in his eyes. “Do you think I’m playing games, Mom? I didn’t tie her up just to let her go. If you believe that, you’re mistaken. I won’t release her like this.”

“Don’t become a monster, Priyank!”

“Who said I’m human? It was you who gave birth to a monster. Now you tell me not to be a monster when I am more than that,” Priyank laughed maniacally.

His mother knew he wouldn’t listen to reason and left the room. Priyank approached the mirror, gazing at his reflection, and punched it with his already injured knuckles, causing them to bleed. He shouted in anger, “So, you like to play, huh? Let me show you how games are played by Priyank Sharma.”

Priyank moved closer to the window, where he could see Priya. A wicked smile crept across his face as he thought, “Look at how beautiful you appear covered in blood. I’m going to paint you even redder, more intensely than anything else. You wanted to witness the worst of me? Well, get ready to experience pain every day”.

“You think I’m a monster, Angel? This monster will make you despise yourself. Until I see you begging on your knees, your body marked by my touch, until I paint your entire body with bruises, I won’t let you go. If I don’t choke you with your own tears, then my name isn’t Priyank Sharma,” he continued as he clenched his fist.

Priyank’s hand dripped with blood, his eyes also bloodshot. He laughed uproariously before declaring.

“Your journey to my personal hell has just begun, Angel. Everyone will witness the boundless love I have for you. You will remember only me, and nothing else. I will teach you how to behave when you cross paths with a force like Sanatan himself. I will choke you with my bare hands, making you shed blood. Your body will become my favourite plaything. Your tears will be the first drink I have every day. Until I see you broken, my name will be etched in your memory.”