Ruthless Mafia's Innocent Mate

"Priya... Priya, where are you, my angel?" the man's voice reverberated, laced with a sinister undertone.

Trembling with fear, Priya cowered beneath the bed, her tears flowing silently, mingling with the shadows.

"Found you, my angel," the man's voice dripped with triumph, sending shivers down her spine.

With a surge of adrenaline, Priya lifted her tear-stained eyes, and there, standing before her, was her worst nightmare personified - Priyank Sharma.

"No, Priyank, please, leave me," Priya's voice quivered, her words barely escaping her trembling lips, as she stared at him with wide, teary eyes.

Priyank's grip tightened around her leg, his fingers digging into her flesh, as he forcefully dragged her out from her hiding place, her body resisting every inch of the way.

"Angel, I didn't bring you here to let you go," Priyank's voice resonated with a chilling coldness, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure.

Through her sobs, Priya summoned the last shreds of her strength, her voice cracking with despair. "I hate you... you've made my life a living hell," she whispered, her words laced with profound anguish that echoed through the room.

Priyank's jaw clenched, his face contorted with anger, as he responded with a venomous hiss, "Angel, you've made a grave mistake, and now you shall face the consequences.

The realization of her impending fate washed over Priya, intensifying her cries. Tears streamed down her face as she pleaded, her voice filled with desperation and a glimmer of hope.

"I'm sorry, Priyank. I promise I won't do that again. Please, don't do this to me," she begged, her words mixed with a desperate plea for mercy.

"In my world, forgiveness is a foreign concept. I believe in punishing those who dare to defy me," he declared, his words slicing through the air like a chilling gust of wind.

"No, Priyank, I'm sorry," Priya pleaded, her voice filled with remorse.

"No, no, baby, you know I hate doing this, but you've forced my hand," Priyank replied through gritted teeth.

"I haven't done anything wrong, Priyank," Priya protested, her voice filled with desperation.

"I know, angel, but you also know that I cannot forgive you," Priyank responded, his tone unyielding.

"Mhmmm,"

"Priya, come here this instant! What in the world are you up to?" a lady's voice resounded through the house.Priya's excitement reverberated as she shouted back, "I'm coming, Mother Mary."As an orphan, Priya always affectionately referred to Mary as her mother, for Mary had showered her with love and care, treating her as her own flesh and blood."Hurry, my dear. Today is your first day of college!" Mary's voice resonated once again, urging Priya."I'm on my way! Just give me a moment!" Priya swiftly responded.Adorned in a cute pair of shorts, a matching crop top, and denim shoes, Priya descended the stairs and inquired, "Mother Mary, who were you shouting at?"Mary scolded her, "You little rascal! You're going to be late!"Curious, Priya asked, "What does 'rascal' mean, Mother?&q