DISCLAIMER
This a Fiction which means it doesn't have anything to do with the reality . This is fictional and doesn't represent the real idols in anyway. This is for entertainment purposes so if you got offend easily and sensitive to this topic then please click off. If you don't have interest of this topic or don't like these topics and storyline then I suggest you do not have to read my book my story. . .
I again repeat this is totally my imagination. So if you don't like to read you can free to leave. I don't force anyone to read my story. . .
I am totally against rape, abuse or any other physical and mentally torture . This a just an imaginary story .there is no relation with reality . so read your own risk. . .
And I m highly against plagiarism. So don't copy my work. We author work so hard just to make a plot so at least do respect our hard workings . . .
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PROLOGUE
"Dami-ahhhhh" A hard slap across her face. . .
"It's Master for You. DO YOU HEAR ME" he screamed with extreme anger . "You break another rule baby now get ready for punishment" he said with an evil smirk while taking predatory steps towards me. . .
"I am s-sorry p-please d-don't d-do this t-to m-me" I pleaded with both hands. But the devil in front of me is deaf to hear it. . .
"I w-will do-whatever I-want be-with you" he said, making fun of me. . .
Every day he breaks me like that and I have to bear it. Because I am the reason for my suffering. I don't know till how much I can bear this but I can't do anything against him because my fate is written like that. I have to live for my love once though I'm in extreme pain. . .
Now one thing is clear that he will beat me, torture me, break me to the extent but don't let me die in peace. . .
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Hi my Lovely readers, this is my first book. So please cooperate with me. tell me if I make some mistakes but please don't criticize me. I hope you all enjoy my book. And last but not least English is not my first language so please don't judge my language skill. . .
