Jahnvi's POV

The soft sensual touch trail down from the left side of my face down to my neck, making me tremble as I try to open my eyes.

Wait, am I alive?

I thought I was dying.

"Time to go home, wife."

Those words were the last thing I heard.

No, no, no.

My eyes shut open only to find his forest green eyes staring down at me, as if trying to cage me with those eyes.

"Welcome home, Wife." It was not a nightmare, my surrounding is different, I'm in India, back at his hell, on his bed and that bastard has tied my wrists to the headboard....