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Rose entered her apartment breathing heavily. She clutched the side of her waist as she again burst out in tears of helplessness.
Now she understood the depth of pain that man had gone through. He had changed so much. She had turned him into utterly a different man. Harry. The innocent sweet boy she used to know has turned into a vicious rugged man.
His body proportion. His height. Even his aura had turned him into a scary adult. His rugged muscular body can easily empower her anytime he wants. His cold scary aura can kill her just by his presence.
His tall figure can coward her back in fear. Everything about him has made her scared of him. But snatched the peace of hers as well.
She always thought that after her confession Harry might have moved on in these years. He might even have found a lover and would be happy with her.
He might have forgotten her.
But today watching him. Witnessing the beast her heart has shattered into multiple pieces. What has she turned him into? He looked so cold heartless and cruel man.
He didn't for once give her the Harry vibe instead he looked like a rough bulky soul sucker who was ready to end her life anytime.
The hate and disgust in his eyes left her paralysed. She couldn't understand how did he recognise her just in a glance. But indeed people easily forget the happiest moments of their life but the painful part always remains fresh in their head.
She was indeed the painful past of his. The past he refused to move on from. When she stared into his eyes she wanted to see hesitation. She wanted to see him feel bad for hurting someone.
But the cruelty in his action. No mercy in his gaze proved the depth of his hatred towards her. He indeed hates her to the extent that even killing her wouldn't make him guilty even a bit.
Her bag and stuff fell on the floor as she let her body fell on the cold surface as well. Her back fell lividly against the door letting the tears fall from her eyes continuously.
She squeezed the side of her waist where she was feeling the pain to ease it. The way he held her wasn't gentle anywhere. It was scary. It was creepy. She felt nothing but fear crawling in her veins when his hand touched her skin.
"What have I done to you." She whispered staring at her hands blankly but the tears didn't stop from falling.
Her mind went to the only place where she could feel peace or where she always feels peace. Walking towards the bathroom with a trembling body she took a shower and changed her clothes.
After a while of walking on the road like a lifeless doll, she entered the church. Even though she always disliked her mother being too much religious that sometimes she used to forget human basic ethics but still.
After she was sent to the sacred village for her punishment. There was a church that she used to visit with an older lady every day. And indeed the place gave her an immense peace.
She felt at peace every time sitting there. Hearing the prayers. Sitting on the bench she stared at the father who was busy in doing his prayers. And without her realising she burst out in tears.
Placing her forehead on the head of the seat in front of her She cried her heart out till she felt a hand on her head. She closed her eyes letting her tears met the carpeted floor.
A soft hand caressed her head soothingly while she only cried in pain. Pain for the guy she had turned into a vicious man.
"What happened daughter. If you want you can share. It will help you." She pulled her head up finding the same father who was reciting the prayers before looking at her with soft eyes.
"Nothing can help me, father. I am a sinner. I have done a huge sin. I ruined a life." She stifling her sobs.
"Daughter I don't know what you have done. But always remember. A sincere apology with a sincere heart never goes in vain. You just have to ask for forgiveness. I am sure God will never disappoint you." Father said smiling at her.
Rose with her trembling legs stood up and stared at him wiping her cheeks.
"God might forgive me. But the man I destroyed will never. The hate. The loathe I have seen in his eyes. He will never forgive me." She said staring at the floor with a defeated gaze.
"You know what's disappointing my daughter." She looked up at him who had a small smile.
"Giving up without trying. How can you say that you wouldn't be able to earn his forgiveness when you didn't even try. Redemption is hard but trust me it's outcome always turns fruitful especially when you do everything to prove that you indeed regret the sin you have committed."
Father patted her head before smiling at her. "Redeem yourself. The peace will eventually enter your veins." With that, he walked away leaving the girl staring at him.
She stared at her empty hands with blank eyes. She nodded her head before sighing heavily.
"I have nothing to lose. I can do this. I will do this. I need to do this." She nodded to herself before walking out of the church.
Meanwhile.
Harry ripped the tie away from his neck and threw it on the floor harshly. He clenched his jaw and hands in anger letting his body fell on the sofa.
He just wanted to rip her neck away the moment she showed up in front of him. All these years there was a lava burning in him to find her and break her the way she broke him.
To become the monster she always wanted him to be. But he stopped himself all these years. He refused to see that woman's face again that's why he never tried to find her. Even though he knew he could easily found her but he never did try.
He wanted nothing from her but now what. She stood in front of him presenting her to the beast to do the fuck he wants with her.
The moment he saw her the lava that he had cool down in those years started burning again. He wanted nothing except to slam the ice on his vengeance by hurting her. By watching her in pain.
At first, he just wanted to hurt her and leave her. Tell her how much he hates her! How much she disgusts him! And he will never forgive her! To throw her out but after watching her tears. Her whimpers. Her sobs. Her trembling feared body under him.
Everything gave him undeniable satisfaction. He loved watching her crying and begging for mercy. He loved that he was in control and that time even if he ends up doing what he shouldn't no one will even question him.
But he refused to become what she ever wanted him to. Something inside him clicked when a wave of pleasure washed over his senses when she laid under him crying for mercy. The way her teary hazel eyes stared at him he loved it.
He loved the pain in her eyes. He loved that he was the reason.
Then a plan popped into his mind. A vicious destructive plan. Her destruction plan. He wanted to give her the things she always wanted. She will have everything she ever wanted but he will make sure she would regret wishing for them in the first place.
She will face a monster. The monster she had raised.
Clutching the beer can in his hand he chugged on it letting the bitter taste burn his lungs. He crushed the can in his hand before throwing it across the darkroom.
His eyes stared at the dark space with nothing but anger and desperation for revenge holding in his grey eyes. How much he wished he could drag her here and shower her with his cruelty. But no.
He will wait. He will show her what a monster she had turned him into. If she thinks the sweet boy, once she knew, will return then she's highly mistaken.
The boy had been killed the day he was accused of doing something so degrading and inhumane.
But now this man will show her what humiliation. Pain and degrading feel like.
"Tomorrow your real hell will start Rose Stone. You will pay for every tear my sister shed because of you. You will pay for every pain I had gone through."
Making a promise to himself he let his body fell on the sofa and let the dreamless sleep embraced him.
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Well, I planned to write directly from the office scene but then I thought it will be a fast move so I decided to first show how they both felt after the encounter.
Also for the people who had been telling me to not end them together. How can you judge a story even before the starting of the real story? All these chapters are like extras the real story will start from the office scene. Which will be in the next. So better not make assumptions like in Ex-wife that Amelia will end up with Liam. Many people assumed that she will end up with him and kept on commenting that writer always do this and that.
I would only prefer you to remember I don't do injustice with my characters. Rose will suffer but if Harry went overboard with his cruelty he will regret as well. There is always a limit to everything. But if he did something which is not acceptable for even revenge then he will indeed face the consequences as well.
Moreover, there is a tag and also mentioned in the disclaimer about 'Violence and Cruel' for a reason.
This story is heavily dark. And there is violence and a lot of cruelty from the Male lead side. And if you can't handle go read the tags and also the warnings before continuing and making your mind that if you can take it or not.
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