All Chapters of His Revange Wife : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Aviraj's pov “Actually, I’m working on it,” Tapish said, his tone turning a bit more serious. “I’ve found a few pieces of the puzzle. I just need to put them together. Once I do, I’ll let you know. I’m close… very close.”That was exactly what I expected from him.Then, just as quickly, his usual mocking tone returned.“So, now that you got your update, can I hang up?” he asked.“Of course,” I replied dryly, irritation slipping into my voice. Without waiting for anything further, I ended the call.I sank into the couch and picked up my phone, opening Aaradhya’s picture.For a moment, my breath stilled.I had almost lost this… almost lost the only thing I had left of her. But thankfully, I had saved it on another device. A precaution I had taken long ago one that proved necessary. Because of Advika.She had tried to erase it.A faint shadow crossed my face at the thought. I had already made sure she would never dare to repeat that mistake again.My gaze softened slightly as I looked a

-------------------------- Continue.....*Next morning* Advika’s POVHow dare he How could he do that to me? I wasn’t ready for any of it. Not that place, not what he showed me.He’s playing with my mind isn’t he? He wanted me to see all that. He wanted to break something inside me or maybe prepare me for something worseNo. No, no, no. I won’t let that happen. I will never let him drag me into whatever twisted world that was. That weird room what he was calling that 'bsd' no no no it was not that 'btsd' no no it was similar whatever was that club but I am not going to have that sex with him actually I will not even gonna have normal sex with her and if this time he forced me i will literally complain to dadi . I know she will take my side she is not as ruthless as Aviraj I hate him. I hate him even more for this. How can someone be so cruel?Yes, he gives me freedom in this house. I can walk around, go anywhere inside these walls but that’s all it is another kind of cage.He’s n

Aviraj's pov It has been three days… and I still cannot find her.bWhere the hell has he taken her? I warned her. I told her not to run.Yet she did. And now look what has happened. She is gone and Kidnapped.And the worst part is that The man who has taken her is my enemy.“Should we attack the location now?” Tapish asks, breaking the heavy silence.He has already traced the place. He knows exactly where that man is keeping Advika. But rushing in blindly is not an option.“No. Not now,” I reply, my voice is calm . Tapish looks at me immediately, shocked in his expression.“But why?” he questions. “We have the address. This is the best chance.”I remain still for a moment, my thoughts calculating, precise.“We do not walk into a trap without understanding it first,” I say slowly.“He is taking her to that island where he knows we cannot reach easily,” I am saying, my voice is steady. “But we already know how to get there… and bring her back.” I pause briefly. “But first, we are doi

“You dare to touch my wife?” Aviraj barks, his voice echoing with fury.His eyes shift toward Advika And the sight of her stops him for a fraction of a second.She is curled up on the bed, trembling, her body marked with bruises dark reds and blues scattered across her skin, each one telling a story he does not need to hear to understand.Tears are streaming down her face, her entire frame shaking as if she is trying to make herself disappear.Something inside him snaps completely. The rage that follows is no longer controlled. It is raw. He turns back to Zuber and launches at him without hesitation.His fist connects with Zuber’s face with brutal force. Another strike is about to follow When a broken, fragile sound reaches him.“Please… don’t… hurt me…” The words are barely there, trembling, filled with fear. Aviraj freezes. Slowly, he turns his head. It is her Advika. She is shaking and crying and looking afraid. And that fear It is not just for the man lying on the ground. It i

Advika's pov The soft chirping of birds slowly pulls me out of sleep. my eyes are half closed and I can feel the warmth of sunlight touching my skin gently. A cool breeze brushes across the room it is carrying the fresh scent of the morning with it.Slowly, I open my eyes. Golden sunlight is spreading through the room, making everything look calmer, soft and Peaceful.I blink quietly while looking around.Back then, mornings in this house never felt like mornings. I used to wake up long after sunrise, trapped beneath heavy curtains and the freezing air of the air conditioner. The room was always silent And was felt lifeless But today is different.After what feels like years, I finally sleep peacefully without fear dragging me awake every few minutes. My gaze slowly shifts toward the window. It is open. That surprises me the most.The soft rustling of leaves, the distant sounds of birds, the warmth of real sunlight none of these things were allowed inside this room before. The room d