Amruta hugged her son and sobbed heavily, the pain caused by her husband's act is completely dominated by the peace and happiness she felt hugging her son, if she gets to touch her son and feel his love, she could take 1000 slaps from her husband, thought she. The thought was a slap on her self-respect but for a mother, it's bliss. She sobbed even more when she felt her elder son hugging her back with his right hand on her hair...

She expected him to push her away and punish her for looking into his eyes and touching him, but when she felt him hugging her back, she thought she wouldn't regret even if she lost her life the next moment.

"I don't regret even if I die now Abhi", Amruta whispered to herself but her son heard it, he fisted his palm to control his anger hearing her words, his mother can't die... not only because she is his mother and he couldn't take the thought of something happening to her, but also because she should be alive and bear the punishment of her betrayal too. And when she called her 'Abhi' after all these years, he felt uncontrollable rage with his veins popping out, but at the same time it soothed his burn but he didn't want to encourage the positive feelings. His mother didn't deserve it after her betrayal.

He detached himself from her and took 2 steps back putting a distance in between them...

"Abhi...", Amruta called with pain

"Abhyansh...", he corrected her coldly before taking a seat on the chair and showed his palm towards the bed asking her to sit there... She gulped her pain looking at his cold form.

"C..Can I please sit beside you Abh...Abhyansh ?", Amruta asked with hope and Abhyansh nodded but showed his palm to the seat in front of him, so that she won't be too near to him either. Amruta nodded with a thankful smile, at least she gets to sit near to him if not beside him.

Both the mother-son sat in uncomfortable silence for a while. None spoke a word, Amruta is afraid of her son leaving the room if she opens her mouth while Abhyansh is hesitant on how to start a conversation, it's been years since he had spoken to his mother except for answering her in monosyllables that too once in a blue moon. He is not sure about how to frame a sentence, how does a son ask his mother if his father abuses her ?

When he is thinking all this, his phone pops up with his wife's message, that brought relief at the same time worry to him. Relief at how his wife understood him so well and worry thinking how could he hide things from her, things that could hurt her if she reads him like an open book ?

"Just ask whatever you have in your head, anyways you are not good at putting filters to that mouth, Actually sorry, it always stays in a filter called 'silent'. Remove the filter at least for today Mr. Husband", Isha's text read. A small smile formed on his face but he soon covered it.

He knew she was trying to lighten up his mood at the same time trying to take off his hesitation so that he could start a conversation with his mother and it worked perfectly.

"From when is this going on ?", Abhyansh asked, he is going to follow the 'direct approach', like his wife said, he is very bad at putting filters while speaking  anyways as she said.

His mother is startled with his cold tone and the question that left his mouth...

"This...This is the firs...", Amruta started but is cut off by her son sternly...

"You better not lie to me, you won't like the consequences...", he said and tears fell from her eyes out of fear, what if her son kills her husband?

"I...It n..e...", Amruta fumbled

"Don't fumble", Abhyansh spoke coldly making his mother gasp...

"It never stopped", Amruta completed her sentence trying hard not to fumble, her one sentence brought the BEAST out of him...

"Why the hell didn't you tell me about it ?", Abhyansh asked banging on the table in front of him... The porcelain glass cracked to his force but he hardly cared.

"I couldn't tell you... I deserved it", Amruta said and Abhyansh closed his eyes trying to control his temper... His mother didn't deserve it, she didn't deserve the abuse she received, and even thinking that she faced this abuse for more than 3 decades is piercing his heart. He would want this fate for no woman in this world and here his own mother has been suffering from it.

He knew his mother couldn't come to him or tell him how his father treated her after how he broke his ties with her. Even when he was in good terms with his mother, she never shared how his father abused her verbally, but her mother hugged him a minute extra every time that happened as she used to find solace in her heart, her elder son near her gave her enough strength to deal with things but when the mother-son fall apart, Amruta lost her only safe haven.

Abhyansh never knew his father abused his mother physically too. He thought after he ordered the whole family not to talk about it, he expected his father to follow his orders considering how scared Pratap was of him but he was terribly wrong there. He should have known that his cunning father would take advantage of his wife's soft nature and continue to abuse her knowing she wouldn't spill the beans ever.

Abhyansh's heart clenched thinking how much his mother suffered all these years, if his wife wouldn't have witnessed it with her own eyes, he didn't know how long this would have continued and the thought itself made him furious.

"You didn't deserve it...", Abhyansh said, he needed to assure his mother, it was the right thing to do, that's what his beliefs said, he might not forgive his mother but he never forgot his responsibility as a son, he made sure that his parents stay in good health, he took care of their security and all physical needs. He always knew there are a lot of problems in his parents' marriage but he never cared enough or loved them that much to involve in their matters, he would have if he knew what his mother was going through...

Amruta's eyes welled up hearing her son's assurance. 'I do deserve all the pain I got for hurting you' Amruta wanted to say but no words came out...

"Tell me everything", Abhyansh asked his mother... Amruta panicked, What is he asking about ? No, she can't tell how his father abused her verbally and sometimes physically... Pratap slapped Amruta whenever she defended her elder son... "I'm still waiting and you know I absolutely hate it", Abhyansh said in his cold tone that sent shivers to Amruta in fear.

"He...He slapped me, it wasn't often, just sometimes...", She quickly defended her husband afraid of her son's fury...

"And ?", Abhyansh asked calmly, but she knew this is calm before storm...

"He taunts me about th... that", she said and he understood what she was trying to say. So his father still taunts her about Chirag Rathore...

Abhyansh stood up, she thought he was leaving, she didn't want him to but she could do nothing... She is about to stand up when Abhyansh signed her to sit and she did. He walked towards her instead of the exit and held her chin examining her cheek. Looking at the finger prints and the swollen cheek of his mother, he felt like ripping his father apart but he maintained his calm. He needs to respect his wife's punishment especially when he was the one who gave her power, and moreover he knew his father must be dying in shame at how a woman, that too his daughter-in-law punished him. No physical pain can match the amount of mental pain his father might be having now considering how chauvinistic he is, so Abhyansh decided to hurt him more on the wound his wife already gave him instead of giving him a new wound. Well he would do that as well but it's saved for later.

He made plans on how to torture his father just after his wife's punishment ends.

"Keep applying the ointment", he said looking at the ointment laying on the sidetable which his wife might have put there, he is sure. "I'll make sure he wouldn't raise his hand on you again, if I have to chop his arms off for that, I would do it gladly", he said taking a step away from his mother. "One last thing... I hate having such a weak mother who couldn't defend herself", he said and walked to the door...

Amruta wasn't hurt, instead it's the total opposite, she is on cloud nine with her son's behavior, and she knew his last statement was to make sure that she gets stronger if she knows he is disappointed.

"Abhyansh...", she called stopping him in his tracks... "I won't let him hit me anymore, I promise you", Amruta said to assure her son so that he won't worry for her...

"I don't trust neither you nor your promises anymore...", Abhyansh said bitterly and with that one sentence she understood how much hatred and bitterness she filled in him with the one step she took. She wanted to explain her side of the story, she knew if not today she wouldn't get another opportunity.

"Abhyansh... It's not like that, please hear me out once... I beg you", she said running to him holding his palm but he jerked it.

"Don't talk about past...", he said sternly

"Please hear me out Abhyansh... I am afraid I will die without telling you the whole truth... It's true I was engaged to Chira... ", Amruta started but her son's loud scream made her jerk back...

"NOT A WORD MORE, GET AWAY", Abhyansh screamed and Isha who is standing at the end of the corridor so that she could hear if her husband gets furious and shouts at her mother-in-law, rushed towards the guest chamber, she already dispersed the servants in that wing for a few hours as she expected something like this.

"Rana sa...", Isha called her husband softly, her husband glared at her and she took a step back seeing the fury in his eyes...

She gulped her saliva before taking a step towards her mother-in-law avoiding her husband's gaze as she is sh*t scared when he gets that furious. She held Amruta by her shoulders and made her sit on the nearby chair and gave her some water... After Amruta's breaths got normal she turned to her husband expecting him to calm down to some extent but seeing the same amount of fury, she cursed her fate...

"Rana sa... What happened ?", Isha asked

"I don't want to hear about that day again, make sure of it Rani sa", Abhyansh commanded his wife sternly and is about to walk away when he heard his wife...

"Rana sa... At least listen to ma", Isha said and her husband looked at her so furiously that she looked down unable to handle his glare.

"If it's someone else who said it, I would have slit their throat by now", Abhyansh said coldly...

"I am sorry Rana sa... But pleas...", Isha started

"I DARE YOU TO COMPLETE THAT SENTENCE", he said, his loud tone filled with nothing but coldness causing Isha to take a back step, her eyes filled but she held herself... She looked down to hide her tears, she might have gotten a lot stronger but her husband's cold tone had always had this impact on her. She knew she was at fault this time, she only thought from her point of view, Since she knew both her mother-in-law's version and her husband's version, she badly wanted them to clear the misconceptions but she didn't think how her husband might be feeling about all this... She didn't want him to soften up looking at her tears so she hid them, this time the fault was hers and she won't hide behind his guilt...

He stormed out unable to handle his fury and he didn't want to hurt his wife so he decided to go to back palace and some intense swordsmanship would help him take his frustration. Isha ran behind her husband expecting him to go to the back palace.

"Rana sa... Rana sa... Please don't go to the back palace... Hurt me if you want but not yourself please... I am sorry... Please", she said running behind him and finally getting hold of his palm which he jerked harshly glaring at her... She lowered her eyes unable to match his harsh gaze.

"I'm sorry...", Isha muttered but he shook his head and walked forward but she ran and came in his way...

"Isha, move out of my way...", He said hardly controlling his fury...

"I'm not allowing you to back palace...", she said sternly...

"ISHA...", Abhyansh said sternly and she closed her eyes in fear but held his forearms tightly not letting him move...

He sighed deeply, trying to bring down his uncontrollable fury... She slowly opened her eyes and sensing her husband's almost normal breath but only when she saw his reddening eyes did she realize his fury was nowhere near calming down...

"I'll see you in the chamber", he said and walked away, her heartbeat fastened, now she is sh*t scared to go to their chamber... She walked back to her mother-in-law, assured her and helped her lay down on the bed before walking to her chamber...

"Isha... Beta... I am so sorry... I don't want you to suffer defending me... Stay here with me for tonight... Abhyansh is extremely furious now, don't go", Amruta said knowing her son's anger is very destructive when it comes to that incident... And her daughter-in-law openly asked him to give her a chance to explain what happened clearly which might have taken his fury to an unmatchable extent. And she doesn't want Isha to face her son at this time.

"Ma, you are right, he is very angry but he wouldn't hurt me... I trust him, don't worry, take some rest, I'll go see Rana sa", Isha assured her mother-in-law... Amruta too know her son can never hurt his wife as she is the most important person to him and he loved her more than his life but she didn't trust him when he was this furious and the last time he was this furious is years ago when he literally destroyed his enemies in such a way that even their future generations would shiver whenever they hear his name.

Isha confidently assured her mother-in-law and left from there. She is confident that her husband wouldn't hurt her but she can't be sure that he won't give her pain and even thinking about it she shivered badly.

As soon as she entered their chamber, she went to the kitchen, made some coffee and took it for her husband, maybe coffee would calm him down a bit, she knew she has to bear his anger but it's better to make futile attempts rather than do nothing, she thought.

"Rana sa... your coffee", she said walking in but when she saw him sitting on the couch with his feet stretched on the table one above the other, her throat became dry in fear, what made her gulp in fear are his bloodshot eyes and the tie in his hands, she remembered him expressing his desire to tie her while making love but she refused saying she can't imagine not touching him while he made love to her, that would be a huge punishment for her and she noticed his eyes dilating at her statement then. At that time, she didn't think much as she was sure he wouldn't do something she doesn't want to, but now seeing the look on his face, she is sure he is in a mood to punish her badly and she knew she couldn't escape it.

"Padhariye Rani sa(Welcome Rani sa)", he said and she could hear the sarcasm in his tone and it sent shivers to her both in fear and anticipation. She cursed her husband for polluting her head with dirty thoughts for the latter feeling.

She took slow steps towards him forwarding the coffee mug to him but he pushed it gently with the back of his palm, she sighed before placing the cup beside... He held her wrist pulling her in to his lap as soon as she kept the cup down, she gasped due to the sudden fall... He traced her face with his rough fingers and stopped at her lips, he pinched them with his fingers making her wince...

"I so wanted to destroy these... I'm so furious Rani sa... Help me take it out or else I'll destroy everything and everyone around me", he said with his lips hovering over hers, the seriousness in his tone caused her fear but it was soon forgotten when his lips were on hers but he didn't move them torturing her... she moaned feeling his lips on hers, and his other palm slowly crawling her back and gently caressing her waist...

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"Say 'Yes' baby", he asked roughly pressing her waist and a gasp escaped...

She hardly gave a nod and Abhyansh placed his lips on hers, he started sucking her lips furiously biting them, his right hand fisted her hair tightly while his left palm ran through her bare waist and belly... A loud moan escaped her when he groped her breasts, and entered her mouth inserting his tongue into her mouth exploring every nook and corner, she tried hard to match his pace but he didn't let her, he kissed her hardly, sucking the life out of her.

"Ansh...", She said in her heavy voice when he left her lips sensing her breathlessness...

"Sh... Not a word today", He said placing his finger on her lips before carrying her to their bed...

"Rana sa...", she started but he groped her breast roughly making her moan loudly in pleasure and pain... "You became very disobedient, when I say not a word, then NOT A WORD", he said sternly hovering her... He held her wrists above her head and he tied them to the bed rest, her eyes widened at the realization but she is scared to say a word.

"Choose a 'Safe word' baby...", he said... "Say it when you couldn't take it anymore", he explained looking at her confused eyes... "As I told you, I am extremely furious today Isha... I sure want to punish you but never hurt you", he said, and his eyes softened a bit when he uttered the last phrase but within seconds, that animalistic rage replaced the softness in his eyes and she sighed...

"I don't need a 'Safe word' when I am with my Ansh...", she said looking him in the eye meaning every word, she could see rage in his eyes, and she is scared for what he is about to do but she is equally confident that he wouldn't hurt her ever neither will he ever disrespect or degrade her. Despite being a beast in bed, he never did a few things or made her do a few things which made her feel shameful or disrespect towards her, and that made her respect tenfold for her husband, he wouldn't call her Rani sa for namesake, he means it too inside and outside their chamber.

"Today, I am more of a Beast my enemies know me as than your Ansh", he said cupping her cheeks, while his fingers brushed on her lips wiping the blood on her lower lip and she winced in pain but closed her eyes in pleasure when he slowly sucked her lower lip cut slowly rubbing his tongue over it and she sighed in relief as she feels her pain soothing. And he is scared he would hurt her ? Isha wants to hug her husband pulling him into her arms tightly. She had hurt him, angered him, he should be angry with her but here he is, worried that his fury would hurt her... How can she not fall for him again and again... Suddenly her love for him overpowered her emotions and her eyes welled up... She sniffed and he instantly stopped his ministrations and looked in her eyes.

"Did I hurt you ?", he asked, though there is rage in his eyes still, his concern isn't hidden...

"No... I just realized I love you so much that your pain is aching me", she said trying to cup his cheek and that's when she realized her hands are tied.

"You do know that these words aren't gonna save you today right ?", he said and she opened her mouth wide in 'haw'

Did he really think she is saying all that buttering him to save herself ?He chuckled looking at her expressions, he knew she is being truthful and the overflowing love and affection for him in her eyes did make him take a step back, but it's just momentary, the memory of how she tried to convince him to listen to his mother brought back the rage in him and he bent