Mistress novel Chapter 1

" Tell me, whose child is it? He asked me holding my chin. He is looking at my baby with pure hatred.

Somehow I freed myself from his grip and said holding my baby protectively in my arms," The baby is only mine. I am the mother."

He clenched his fists in anger and yelled," For the last time I am asking you, who is the father?"

"it's none of your business. At least you are not my baby's father," I snapped at him with pure hatred and found him groaning in total frustration. He pulled his hairs in frustration and anger.

My baby started crying badly hearing his loud voice. I cooed in my baby's ear," Mera baccha (my dear). Don't cry. Mamma is here. No one will harm you."

Hearing me, my baby snuggled more into my chest.

Then, without any warning, he snatched my baby from my arms and asked angrily," Tell me this bastard's father's name. Tell me, who dares to fuck you. Oh! Correction; tell me whom you had fucked? After all, you are a whore."

He said the last sentence mockingly fueling disgust in my whole system. I am feeling like to slap him with my slippers.

He is holding my son in the air using his small dress like my son is any kind of object. My son is crying and calling me. My son said crying," Mamma.... I....em(am)...aflaid(afraid)."

My heart cried out in pain hearing my son. I yelled trying very hard to touch my son," you monster, leave my son."

And the next moment he did something which I have never imagined in my life. How can someone be so cruel! How can someone behave like that to a small baby!

He threw my son on the floor like my son is any kind of trash.

Because of the impact My son started crying badly holding his forehead. He has banged his head on the floor.

I yelled looking at that devil," You monster. I will not spare you. How dare you to hurt my son!"

Saying that I crouched down and picked up my son in my arms. My son is crying badly and I felt that his forehead is bleeding slightly. Immediately I pressed my dupatta on my son's forehead to stop the bleeding.

I looked at the monster with pure rage. But, Before I could utter another word he asked me clutching my hairs," Fucking whore! Tell me, whom you have fucked behind my back? Tell me, with whom you have slept? Tell me dammit......."

After that, I did something which I should have done earlier. I slapped him hard printing my five fingers on his right cheek.

He looked at me with disbelief holding his cheek where my hand connected.