CHANDRALEKHA - The Beginning Of Destruction (SLOW UPDATES)

44. The Macabre Transformation🩸

"Thank you, master! Thank youuuu....aaahhh!"

*Twack*

"What do you deserve?" He interrogated, continuing his assail, on my ass and waist.

"I deserve being treated like this, Master!"

I complied with him, unwillingly.

"Cry more, whore!" He growled, and thrusted his length in me, in one go, mercilessly. My core wasn't wet for him, the fear in me had overpowered all the sensual emotions in me.

"Ahaaaaaahhaaa!" I cried, insanely. My tears drenched my neck, my boobs jiggled at uncontrollable pace, which was hurting severely now. My eyes were shut down, in agony, but the tremendous amount of pain forced me to open them, and the scene before my eyes, was unbelievable!

Samrat's eyes had turned pitch black, the white portion had disappeared. I could sense the sudden change in weather, the curtains were fluttering amok, strong chilly breeze filled up the chamber, causing the few burning candles fade away.

"Mas....Master....your eyes!"

I managed to mutter, dying under his insane speed. His body started developing thorns, that were pricking me when he hovered over my back. The table on which I was being slammed, cracked due to his blazen pace, causing a change in our position.

Black thick horns were growing from above his ears, his nose flared, and voice turned unexpectedly hoarse. He was transforming into 'The Devil'.

"I AM THE MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE!"

He grunted, drawing blood from my core. Nothing less was expected from him, and his merciless speed.

"I surrender...... I surrender to the Master of Dark Energies. I surrender to the Satan!"

Under this unbearable torture, I managed to utter these words, and he left me with jerk, so harsh that my head collided with the mirror, breaking it into pieces.

Fresh blood spurted out of my head, everything seemed to blacken before my eyes. He moved back, and I fell on the ground with a thud, still landing on some broken glass pieces.

My eyes could register him, moving away to the centre of the chamber, his black prickly body was visible to me, with horns on his heads, eyes had turned pitch black, he kept bawling and boasting himself, and everything blackened completely before my eyes.

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Ranveer POV

"Yes! I'll wear the ones that belonged to Maharani Sunaina."

Chitra muttered, and I remembered the letter that Chandra bhabhi had sent me, revealing that Raghav bhaiya is none other than the first son of Maharaj Uday. He was Maharani Sunaina's son, who was left on the temple stairs, and my father brought him to our place.

Bhaiya didn't wish to reveal this to me, but bhabhi informed me everything. Now, we had another reason to invade Vijaygarh and dethrone Yuddhjeet, because my brother was the rightful heir of this throne.

"How did you get it?" I asked Chitra, thinning my brows, and scratching my chin with the index finger.

"She gifted it to my mother, along with a red sacred thread." She enunciated, lifting up the right sleeve of her blouse, revealing a red ligature mark, encircling her bicep.

Something swiveled in my tummy, the mark appeared holy and divine, naturally attracting me towards it.

"What's this?" I inquired, a quizzical expression evident on my face, as I traced it with my index finger.

"The thread that Maharani Sunaina had consecrated, before gifting it to my mother." She stated, with unfamiliar spark in her eyes. She seemed much confident today.

"So, what does this mean?" I questioned her, absolutely confused with her body language, at this juncture.

"Maharani Sunaina was an ardent devotee of Mata Parvati. When Khyati arrived, she started dominating Maharaj Uday with her black magic, weakening Maharani Sunaina. Her pregnant state was the reason why she couldn't perform harsh rituals, otherwise Khyati could never defeat her. She was thrown out of the palace, and my mother said that Maharaj was possessed when he implemented this decision. Maharani went back to her birthplace - Kashi, and my mother accompanied her. She performed a ritual, that demanded sacrifice. She willingly put herself at stake, and sought Mother Goddess's blessings in the form of a son, who was destined to kill Khyati."

My eyes widened, with the amount of information she was imparting me with, and she continued

"But there was a problem. There were two curses, that had to be fulfilled to finish Khyati completely - one, that someone peeps into her diary, without coming into her notice. Two, when a man who had been celibate for all his life, or married to a woman loyally, will decline the proposal to sleep with her, even after getting seduced by her, she will crumble and would be dragged to the hell."

She completed, a sense of serenity was discernable on her face. I gulped, and managed to inquire

"How do you know all this?"

"I read her diary." She replied, and I felt the ground beneath me sweeping away. Anyone who reads that fucking diary, gets cursed. I can't lose my baby for that witch.

"No! You can't get cursed!" I exclaimed, holding her shoulders, and taking her into a tight hug.

"I'm not cursed, Ranveer ji. I'm the one to fulfill the first curse." She mumbled, keeping her head on my chest. She brought her head out, to peep into my eyes, and continued

"The next will be fulfilled by your brother."

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