Rich Brat: Sweet Revenge Of A Lazy Princess

"Me and Prasanna… we… us… was not really a marriage per se. Ours was a business deal… He… he said… or rather he claimes he had information…" Shreya stammered around her words in a low voice. She was snugging on Charan and whispering against his c.h.e.s.ts.

Both of them had showered and were on the bed. Shreya said she wanted to talk about something and kept quiet for at least 15 minutes straight. And when she did start to talk, she stammered to just get a few words out.

"You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to!! You know that right??" Charan asked when Shreya kept quiet all over again.

"I know… I do want to tell you. I am just clueless about where to start. There were just way too many things that had happened in my life and I am not entirely ready to share every single one of them but I still want to share some of them…" Shreya said rubbing her hands over her face harshly and sitting up straight facing Charan.

Charan followed suit and sat up straight. Shreya took a minute to gather her thoughts in order and started talking clearly at last.

"My first marriage was a business deal… more than a deal, it was a façade. We both had something each other wanted and since I was desperate I gave in to him and agreed to his terms. He had information on my… my parents' death. Until then I always thought it was an accident… I did not even have the thought to investigate it until he approached me. And I needed to know what he knew and how he knew and his conditions were that I marry him and help him with his company…"

Shreya recited in one go as if they were waiting at the tip of her tongue all this while. She then paused before continuing further. She would never forget the day Prasanna approached her with his smug look on his face as if she was his play toy or something.

"He… he had a picture of my… my mom tied up somewhere and a screenshot of an email threatening my dad with it…"

She paused all over again. Charan noticed how she always stammered when she talked about her own parents and how much she was struggling to keep a straight face. He wanted to reach out to her make it all go away but Shreya did not let him. She had those walls all over again and she was not letting him in. She was sharing but she was telling it as if she was narrating a movie.

"He claimed he was going to help me catch the killer. But there was something about him… I just couldn't trust him. I started my own investigations. But I couldn't find much with the power I had back then. SO I played along with Prasanna to know what he knew. So there was never really any love lost between us. I worked at his office while he would go off for weeks to god knows where claiming to run down leads on my parent's possible killers."

"Very soon I figured he was a lying a.s.s. So for the time, I was living with him, I was on high alert all the time. I could never let my guard down. I had this bad feeling that he was part of the reason my parents died. So I… I learned self-defense even before going to live with him. That is where my reflexes come from. I was not as good as I am now but I had learned enough to keep myself alive in his house."

After that, she took a deep breath and ran her hands over her face frustrated.

"I had to live like that for straight 6 months… The mindset I was in back then… the constant fear… the hostility and mistrust… It just messed up with everything. And then the day I feared came. On the last day of our marriage, he beat me."

Unconsciously Charan's jaws clenched and he fisted his hands tightly.

But Shreya did not notice. She was in an entirely different world in her head. Her mouth was speaking while the scenes of that day played like a movie in front of her eyes.

She was soundly sleeping after a laborious day. She had had a long day. She was out cold as soon as her head hit that pillow. But that did not last long. She heard the doors to her room open and stirred on her sleep. She and Prasanna did not share a bedroom. So the sound was peculiar. But before she could clear her head off the sleep, she felt a ghastly pain on her stomach and she was dragged out of her bed by her hair.

By the time Shreya realized what was happening, she was lying on the living room floor. Thankfully, she still had the mind to call for help. She had a GPS on her watch customized with a panic button. SO she knew help was coming.

After that only she looked at the person in the front.

She could already see that he was drunk but he was reaching out for more booze leaving her be. The first mistake he did.

Shreya took the opportunity and kicked him from behind and Prasanna crash-landed face-first on the floor. Next second, Shreya was surrounded by the servants in the house. But Prasanna waved them away flexing his hands.

Shreya too flexed her hands. She was in no hurry to get out of here. She knew Prasanna was an opportunistic pig. So if he had attacked her- his golden goose… then he must have a reason and a bigger price in hand for doing this. And she wanted to know what it was.

She stood in front of him. She loosened her hands and legs and cracked her knuckles. Her eyes were on hight alert looking at Prasanna with a sinister but focused look.

Both of them pounced at each other at the same time and the sound of knuckles crashing against skin and bones filled the air.

All the servants stood as the audience.