**■ Night – Sneha's Room (Present)**
Sneha took another step back until her back pressed against the wall.
Riddhiman gave a disgusting smile and said,
"Why are you so scared, Sneha? I'm your future husband… I just came to talk a little, to get a little closer. There's nothing to be afraid of, right?"
Sneha's throat felt tight, her mouth dry.
Riddhiman stepped even closer and whispered near her ear,
"You don't know how hot my exes were. One of them was a famous model from Kolkata… lakhs of followers on Insta… always posting in bikinis…
These days, I don't even enjoy seeing girls in full clothes anymore."
Then, shifting his gaze to her, he continued,
"But you know what? I was thinking… how you would look in a bikini one day… extremely… sexy…"
Sneha trembled violently.
Sneha:
"Please leave this place."
Riddhiman:
"Yes, I'll go—but before that, tell me your bra size."
Riddhiman stared at her chest.
Sneha wrapped her arms tightly around herself, trying to cover her chest.
Seeing this, Riddhiman said,
"This is actually turning me on even more… The more you try to hide, the more I want to uncover you…"
Sneha's entire body prickled with horror.
She realized just how twisted Riddhiman's mind truly was.
Riddhiman (with a mocking smile on his lips):
"You look so calm on the outside… but I know there's fire inside you…"
Sneha kept her head lowered, saying nothing.
Riddhiman:
"So… what do you do when you're alone? I mean… completely alone? Do you stay this calm even then? Or do you…"
He brought his face right next to her ear.
"…touch yourself a little? To see where it feels good, where it feels best—you must know all that by now, right? Don't you ever touch yourself to find out where it feels the most?"
Sneha's face drained of color.
Her eyes widened. Her back was already against the wall—there was nowhere left to go.
She realized Riddhiman's hand was moving closer to her body.
Sneha screamed, "Auntie—!"
Riddhiman, furious, clamped his hand over her mouth.
Riddhiman:
"I really don't like it when you scream like that."
But just then, Sneha's aunt rushed in.
Seeing Riddhiman pinning Sneha against the wall with his hand over her mouth, her eyes widened in shock.
Mrs. Nitu (panicked):
"What is this! Let her go, son! What are you doing!"
But her words seemed to fall on deaf ears.
Riddhiman (in an angry voice):
"Why are you interrupting an intimate moment between future husband and wife? Get out of here!"
Mrs. Nitu froze for a moment.
But seeing Sneha's condition, her heart ached, and she said—
"Please let her go, son. Please let her go. The girl is still just a child…"
Riddhiman paused for a second. Then slowly he turned his head toward Mrs. Nitu. His eyes burned with cold contempt and rage.
Riddhiman (glaring, voice shaking with anger):
"Who are you? Who are you to interfere between me and Sneha?"
He released Sneha.
Sneha immediately moved away from him.
Riddhiman was now extremely furious.
Riddhiman:
"What do you think? Am I some kind of rapist? You should consider yourselves lucky that I'm even touching your daughter—that someone like me is willing to marry into your family!"
He kicked the chair hard. It crashed against the wall near the window.
Mrs. Nitu (in a trembling voice):
"But son, she really is still just a child…"
Riddhiman:
"Just a child? Seriously? Don't you know how 'mature' girls are these days? Is your Sneha really that innocent? She seems more mature than most…"
Sneha felt deeply humiliated by his words.
Riddhiman:
"And you? How dare you! Speaking to your future son-in-law like this! My patience is running out."
Tears welled in Mrs. Nitu's eyes. She panicked at the thought that such a powerful family might turn against them.
Sneha:
"Don't talk to my aunt like that."
Riddhiman now turned toward Sneha and stepped closer again.
Seeing him approach, Sneha panicked once more.
Riddhiman:
"How dare you think I'll listen to you? Your job is to obey my orders—not to lecture me."
Mrs. Nitu (in a shaking voice):
"Riddhiman, forgive me—"
Riddhiman (snapping, waving his hand):
"Shut up! I don't want to hear another word! You've insulted me! I'm leaving… but remember—I'll have to rethink this marriage."
He suddenly turned back to Sneha.
"You didn't behave well today, Sneha. Don't test my patience. You'll regret it later. You'll regret it a lot."
With that, Riddhiman slammed the door open and stormed out.
Silence filled the room for a few moments.
Sneha burst into sobs.
She felt deeply hurt and betrayed by her uncle and aunt.
The look in her eyes said everything: *How could you let this happen to me?*
Mrs. Nitu, filled with guilt, went to Sneha and wrapped her arms around her.
Her voice was low but firm—
"I will never let this boy marry you. Whatever power I have, I will use it all."
Sneha clung to her aunt, crying.
Sneha:
"Please, Auntie… break off the marriage."
To be continued...