chapter 4
Madhu had, over time watched RK and knew very quickly what angered him, she started out by wearing revealing clothing. He would lock her into the bedroom, within a Millie second and not let her out until she changed. Or if she watched her favorite movie and commented on how particularly handsome a hero looked he would often, forcefully make love to her reminding her who she belonged to. She knew being angry with him all the time also caused him to become more strict with her.
She began taking birth control furiously, and without him knowing it. She knew if she got pregnant, she would be more likely forced to stay with him. She knew that right now she just wanted to get away from him.
His love was suffocating her, she was tired of him. She pretended to be an obedient wife but slowly did her best to anger him and make him pissed off with her.
She began with simple tasks like burning his breakfast, then throwing away his alcohol, and making him drink milk. Then she moved on to jumping into his arms almost constantly and clinging to him. Whenever he wanted to rehearse his lines or talk to Bittuji.
On Sunday he had cancelled all shooting and decided to spend the day with her, Madhu made sure that became her day to clean the house and made him clean with her, from toilets, to kitchen pots. He followed her obediently and did what she asked most of the time just starring at her. When she went to bath that night she had forgot her clothes outside and paniced instead of asking for his help she threw on one of his shirts and found him sitting on the bed with his phone. She climbed into his lap dangling her bear legs out and held out her hands.
“Don’t I look cute?” she asked, his dark eyes took in her creamy exposed flesh with a devilish look.
“You always look beautiful, but even more so in my shirt with my scent all over you” He said, Madhu smiled fake-ly and wrapped her arms around his neck. She knew it was wrong to pretend to love someone but it was the only way he would begin to trust her enough to leave her unguarded so she could run away.
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