His Captive Girlfriend
Chapter 1:
[Aryan’s POV :]
I saw her the first day she stepped onto campus like a fucking lamb wandering into a den of wolves.
Tiny. Barely 5'3". Second-hand bag clutched to her chest like it could shield her from what was coming.
Scholarship kid. Cheap cotton kurti, dupatta slipping off one shoulder, eyes so big and innocent they made my cock twitch the second they met mine, Everyone ignored her.
I decided right then she would never be invisible again.
Not to me.
The library sealed it.
Fourth day. She was hiding in the back corner, knees drawn up, nose buried in some old romance novel like those stories could save her.
Her book slipped. She bent to pick it up.
One second. That was all it took.
Her neckline dipped, just enough to show the soft swell of her tits, the edge of a white cotton bra.
My mouth went dry. My dick went steel.
I stood there in the shadows between the shelves and stared until she felt it, looked up, and froze.
Those brown eyes widened. Lips parted.
I smiled.
She grabbed her bag and practically ran.
Perfect. I love when they run.
From that moment, Avani Sharma belonged to me.
I just hadn’t told her yet.
She started avoiding me like the plague after that.
Ducked into girls’ bathrooms when she saw me coming. Took the long way around buildings.
Sat in the very back of every lecture hall, hood up, head down.
Every time I walked past, her breath hitched.
Every time I looked at her, she trembled.
Fear looks so fucking pretty on her face. Makes me want to wreck her slowly.
Tonight is my twenty-second birthday.
I booked the most expensive club in the city. Black lights. Bottles that cost more than her entire colony earns in a year. Bass so loud it vibrates in your bones.
Everyone is here. The whole damn college.
I made sure she was invited too.
Sent one of my guys to personally hand her the card with a single red rose and my initials on the back.
She came.
Of course she did.
They always do.
I spotted her the second she walked in.
Simple black dress that hugged her little waist and stopped mid-thigh. Hair loose down her back.
Trying to blend into the corner with that one pathetic friend she finally made.
Cute.
She looked like a lost little lamb in a jungle of predators.
My predators.
I cut straight through the crowd. People parted like they always do when the devil walks through.
She saw me coming. Her spine went stiff. Eyes huge.
She forced a tiny smile that didn’t reach her eyes.
“Happy birthday, Aryan.”
Fuck, the way she said my name. Shaky. Scared. Like she already knew what was coming.
I leaned in, lips brushing her ear, voice low enough only she could hear.
“Where’s my gift, baby?”
She went pale. “I… I couldn’t afford anything. I’m really sorry.”
I smiled slow, wrapped my fingers around her delicate wrist, and squeezed until I felt the bones shift.
“Everything is already arranged,” I whispered. “You are my birthday gift tonight.”
Her pulse jumped under my thumb. Panic flooding those pretty eyes.
Before she could scream, before she could even breathe, I dragged her through the VIP section, past the tables of drunk rich kids who knew better than to look too long.
My friends were already wasted, laughing, but I saw Rohan’s eyes follow us.
Whatever. He’ll get over it.
I kicked open the door to the private back room. Soundproof. No cameras. Just a leather couch and darkness.
I shoved her inside. Slammed the door. Locked it.
She stumbled back against the wall, chest heaving, tears already gathering.
“Aryan, please… don’t do this. I’ve never… please let me go home…”
Her begging was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard.
I stepped closer, crowding her, caging her in with my arms on either side of her head.
“No crying yet, babygirl. Tonight your virginity ends. And you’re going to take every inch like the good little girl , I know you can be.”
She started sobbing instantly. Full-body shakes. Tears spilling down those soft cheeks like diamonds.
I grabbed the front of her dress and ripped it open in one brutal yank. Buttons flew everywhere. Her white lace bra exposed. Tiny. Innocent. Perfect.
She slapped me. Hard. Right across the face.
The sting lit me up like gasoline on fire.
I growled, grabbed her throat, slammed her back against the wall so hard the frame rattled.
“Slap me again,” I snarled, “and I’ll make sure you bleed tonight.”
She was clawing at my arms, kicking, screaming, but I forced her thighs apart with my knee, shoved her panties to the side, and freed my cock.
She felt it against her, hot and heavy, and screamed louder.
“NO! ARYAN STOP! PLEASE! I’M BEGGING YOU!”
I pushed in. One brutal thrust.
She was so tight it burned. Virgin blood slicking the way as I forced deeper.
Her scream ripped through the room, high and broken and beautiful.
I was about to come just from how perfect she felt when the door flew open.
Rohan. Vikram. Kabir.
My own fucking friends, faces pale, eyes wide.
“Jesus Christ, Aryan, STOP!” Rohan roared, grabbing my shoulders
I was too far gone. Still buried inside her, still hard, still starving.
I swung at him. Connected with his jaw.
But three against one. They dragged me back, off her, out of her.
She collapsed to the floor, dress shredded, blood running down her thighs, sobbing like the world had ended.
Then she ran.
Half-naked. Barefoot. Into the crowd.
I stood there, belt hanging open, her virgin blood on my cock, her scratch marks burning down my neck and chest.
Rohan shoved me against the wall, fist raised.
“You’re fucking done, man. This time you went too far.”
I laughed. Licked the blood from my split lip where she’d slapped me.
They think they saved her.
They think this is over.
Let her run.
Let her cry.
Let her bleed.
This campus is mine.
Her scholarship is mine.
Her father’s debts are mine.
Her ruined little body is mine.
I smiled into the dark.
Happy fucking birthday to me.
The game just started, babygirl.
And next time I take you,
no one will be there to pull me off.
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Run, little bird.
I love the chase.
See you in the next chapter… if you dare.
🖤🖤🖤
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