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Wild and free like a sea

"Open your beautiful almond eyes those are filled with tears by me, doll." he is making me vulnerable day by day. I didn't open my even he grabbed my hair, I just closed my eyes. The hairs on my back rose, and when his hot tongue Licking my tears from my neck I opened my eyes when he pulled my bandage with his teeth and placed wet kisses and he bit my bursie, and I screamed in pain. He raised his dark eyes to meet my brown eyes which were filled with tears.  "How sexy you look with your eyes shed tears and your pink plumpy lips covered with blood like acred lipstick." He traced my lips. "You will be the death of me." He is eating my upper lips, sucking blood. I just released my tears in pain. He kissed me until he was out of breath, he pulled me towards him until our breath mingled, and my soft button nose touched his nose.  "I'm getting addicted to biting your lips until there is no drop of blood left to suck. those tears which shed due to my assault on you're lips. You're making me crazy and feel heaven digging my nails in your delicate and smooth flesh," He pressed my body into him I could feel his rock chest with my soft body. I'm struggling in his firm hold, he can do anything to satisfy his demons. _______________________ Eesha Sharma a true, honest, and well-witted attorney, owns a leading law firm in the country. her father who was a corrupt politician, as well as owning an illegal business. fixed her marriage with a criminal to gain power and a higher position. Eesha plotted against his father by marrying one of his enemies to destroy her both enemies. just as people suggest, "Keep your family close but your enemies closer." Akash Mehta was her pawn in her game to gain the power to end her enemies. A cold-blooded criminal, who came from a criminal family. his family is the reason for snatching the person she loved, inspired, and her only weakness. The phrase "wild and free like a sea" evokes a sense of limitless freedom and untamed beauty. Just like the sea, nature possesses an innate wildness that cannot be contained or controlled. The sea, with its vastness and ever-changing nature, symbolizes the essence of freedom. It dances with the wind, crashing against the shore with unyielding force, creating a symphony of sound and motion. It is home to a myriad of creatures, each living their lives in harmony with the natural rhythms of the ocean. Like the sea, we too can embrace our wild side, casting off the constraints and expectations of society, and connecting with our true nature. To be wild and free like a sea is to embrace the unpredictable, explore uncharted territories, and live with a sense of awe and wonder. It is to embody the raw power and beauty of nature and to live life authentically, unapologetically, and in harmony with the world around us.

Thanu_2003 · Urban
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His hate is too difficult to handle.

Everything will go in vain.

whatever I had done to keep my Identity surreptitious from the world until now will be pointless. from living like an orphan in front of the world, changing my surname seems to be worthless, if this reception takes place.

my mother-in-law had understood my problem, but couldn't help me. even though I tried to negotiate with Mr.Mehta nothing worked since It's not their problem. when Akash found out. he locked me in his room, showing a sample of his hate.

handling his hate will be an extremely incredible challenge both emotionally and physically. just like a dark cloud that looms over my mind, casting a shadow of danger viciously that can consume my soul's thoughts and actions.

his unpredictable character makes me difficult to predict how may he attack or when the act of aggression may occur. his every word and action he said and done today leave me with a vulnerable feeling and risk of exposing.

made me constantly on edge, making me constantly on guard, unsure of what their next move may be. The sheer magnitude of his hate made me feel suffocating, vulnerable and helpless.

Remember it's not my responsibility to fix or change his hatred, but rather to focus on my self-care and finding ways to navigate and minimize the impact of his toxicity on my life. I grabbed my laptop, started to check on new emails and reply a few of them.

There is a case transferred from the Mumbai branch to the main branch. The Bombay high court punished accused for seven years under section 307. ( attempt to murder ) of Ipc. accused filed a petition under Article 136 against the high court judgment in the supreme court.

It had been nearly ten days, I should inquire why no one had still accepted a case from the main branch. As the head of the criminal department, I should find a perfect advocate to handle a procedure.so I dialed My secretary Riya.

after a few rings she accepted the phone. "good afternoon ma'am." she greeted. "good afternoon, can you inquire why no one took up the case of Gayatri Devi vs the state of Maharashtra." I

asked. "I will inform you as soon as possible," she said and cut the call. > You can find it out by studying minor details, Instead of asking her< > what is the use of a personal secretary if we find everything ourselves.< one of the reasons why I always work or study is because if I'm free I will talk to myself.

so I started to study the facts of the case, Gayatri Devi is a twenty-six years Independent woman working as a software engineer in the S.P. IT company. After working hours, she attempted to murder the person,

Tring... Tring... I glanced at the phone, Riya had called back after twenty minutes.

I lifted a call, "Ma'am, according to her she had just wanted to protect her life when the Manager of the company wanted to attempt to kill her. there is no proof or evidence that the manager had assaulted or any act indicating that he committed such an act. due to the manager proving to the company she has checked some documents in the CEO's room." I started to understand why no one had taken up this case. "you're telling me that the company owner used his influence. whom does the company belong to?" I questioned her. "It is the main branch of S.P software company, which is owned by Mr. Harshad Pawar," she said, should be waiting for my answer.

"any senior advocate is available to trial a case." the trial has more than one month time, from today. "even some of them are interested ma'am, but they are busy." I signed listening to her answer. "you find anyone from the junior advocate who is capable to handle the pressure? if not keep a file on my desk next Monday." I said and cut the call.

who will take up a case, there is no proof or evidence to prove the accused is innocent. Hopefully at least one come forward to handle a case, I can't take care of two cases at a time. where there is no evidence at least proof who I'm defending is innocent. If innocent how should I have to prove innocent in court? I started to study the case.

at seven-thirty. she attempted to murder because the manager caught her checking confidential files. they are three questions roaming in my mind. first, why she was checking the confidential files of the company, after working hours? second, what is there in that file, that Manager wanted to murder her? third, she is innocent? keeping it aside. I called a few advocates who were working on a few important cases giving suggestions or enquiring about their status regarding the case.

I sat on the balcony, looking at the garden. I would have roamed inside of the east wing of the mansion, to observe and collect information on security aspects instead of looking at the beautiful garden. he just locked me in the room for fun, anyone knows looking at him. he just want to piss me off, tracing the cut on my neck over a small bandage.

"Eesha." I turned back to look at Divya and Meera entered into the balcony. I didn't listen any sound of footsteps or a door. "what." I would have knocked on the door once before entering anybody's room, even if it is closed from the outside. they don't mind my tone and answered back but sat on the double couch in front of me. "how may I help you." I asked them, not having any mode to communicate with them.

"How are you feeling?" Divya questioned. "fine" as always just fine. I raised my eyebrow when I noticed a big bag beside Divya. "what is in it?" I questioned, pointing to a bag. they exchanged a look before Divya opened a bag. It should be a dress from an expensive fashion house or boutique. I had zero knowledge about fashion, literally zero sense. I had no problem, Riya would always arrange drees from me.

"It's a dress for you to wear at your reception." Divya hesitated to answer. resting my head back on the couch, and closing my eyes I deeply inhaled. "we can understand how are you feeling. everything will be fine at the end, little sister." Meera tries to assure me, looking at her.

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