My True Love

Neha's POV:

When Edward screamed, I started shaking with fear. I regretted saying something without thinking. What should I do? I looked at him, trembling.

Noticing my fear, Edward stepped closer. He grabbed both of my hands with one hand, pinning them above my head, and held my chin tightly with his other hand, lifting it up.

"It hurts, let me go," I pleaded, wincing in pain as he tightened his grip.

He ignored my pleas and continued, "Neha, in this life or any other, no matter how many lives you have, you are mine. Only mine. Understand? You are mine for eternity. This is the first and last time I'll tell you: you are not allowed to look at another man. I don't care who he is. If you try to mention anyone from your past or look at another man, I will torture him, cut off his hands and legs, ruin his face, and then kill him. After that, I'll cut him into pieces and lock you in a room, never letting you out again. Do you understand? Do you?"

I was terrified and said without thinking, "Yes, yes. Please let me go. It really hurts."

He released his grip slightly and said coldly, "From tomorrow, you won't be going to the bank."

"Why? I worked so hard to get that position. I won't give up on it," I protested. "Why should I cooperate?"

"I'm not asking for your opinion. I'm telling you," he said. "If you want to work, you'll work in my company as a financial manager. That way, I can keep an eye on you and make sure you don't look at any other men."

I knew he wouldn't change his mind, so I agreed reluctantly. "Fine, I'll do it. Just please, let me go."

"Good girl," he said, patting my head before letting go. Then he went to watch TV.

Once he left, I went upstairs to my room. I looked in the mirror; my chin was red from his tight grip, and my hand I look at them they have finger prints damn it hurts

I lay down on the bed and checked my phone. ...and when i was checking I saw a message of a man who I loved for a long time I lost my hope that he will ever contact me...

yes you are all thinking right

he is ali the one who hold me years ago when my family is dead the one whom sister and aunt died with my family

I fell in love with him when our eyes met. Unlike others, he didn't blame me for their deaths. After I left, we stayed in touch, but as time passed, we lost contact due to our busy lives. His family hated me and stopped him from contacting me.

In the message, Ali said he was coming to my city for business. He proposed marriage and said he would take me to meet his family. If they didn't accept me, he would leave them and start a new life with me.

I cried silently. Why did he send this message now? If he had reached out a month ago, we might have had a chance. But now, my situation with Edward seemed hopeless.

I start crying silently

why why its me I wish you send this message past month then we have hope but now

sob sob sob

HIC HIC HIC

if I not saved his sister life than Edward and I will never meet each other and I can marry the one I love I wish I can turn back time but even if I can turn back time will I not save his sister damn I did it because of humanity I think even if time will turn back I will still make same choice

how can I let any girl harass in front of me

I can't turn blind eye to injustice that's happening in front of me

sob sob sob sob

and now what will I do what will I tell him that I saved a innocent girl life but now her life is safed and mine become doomed what to do l love him I really love him I want to marry him but

sob sob sob sigh

I I forget it I can't do anything I have to live like this. from now on no no I have to do something I can't live forever with this pshyco

I delete ali messages

I will tell him truth how Edward marry me

we will think of a way together to get rid of this damn marriage yeah I will do it like this

sigh I need to wash my face if Edward saw tears on my face no I quickly get up and After washing my face, I looked in the mirror. Despite my tears, I felt a strange flutter when Edward touched me. Was it love? No, it must be my imagination. My heart was racing because I was scared of him, not because I loved him.

I left the bathroom and went downstairs to avoid him coming upstairs. I sat beside him and started watching TV, keeping a safe distance.

The day passed uneventfully. Edward didn't do anything to me. We had lunch, and he washed the plates. In the evening, we went to a restaurant and returned home to sleep. It was hard to believe he behaved himself.

Edward's POV:

I woke up at 7 AM and saw Neha sleeping peacefully. She looked so cute that I wanted to devour her, but I knew I had to make her love me slowly. I leaned over and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead, hoping not to wake her. She seemed exhausted, so I let her sleep for a few more minutes.

After freshening up, I went to the wardrobe and picked out a navy blue pair of pants, a white shirt, a blue coat, and a blue tie for myself. I chose a navy blue skirt and a white shirt for Neha, thinking it would make us look like a couple.

When I came out, she was still sleeping. I admired her beauty and felt an uncomfortable stir. I adjusted my pants and woke her up.

"Wake up, lazy girl. It's your first day at work," I said.

"What? First day?" she mumbled sleepily.

"Your memory is poor, honey. It's your first day at my company," I reminded her. "I picked out a dress for you. Change quickly. I'm going to make breakfast."

"Okay," she replied, still half-asleep.

"Make sure you're not late on your first day," I warned. "Your husband is the president, and it wouldn't look good if you're late. But don't worry—I can always deal with anyone who disrespects you."

She nodded, and I left for the kitchen. I made pancakes for breakfast, a dish I knew well despite my limited cooking skills.

When Neha came down, she looked stunning. I couldn't take my eyes off her. I approached her and said, "You look beautiful, baby," before sealing my lips to hers.