Shweta POVIn the hushed embrace of the night, memories came haunting. Sleep, the only coping mechanism that I had used till now was far away from me eyes tonight. All his atrocities flashed before my eyes.The echo of cruel laughter of that monster and his men and the wound inflicted on my father’s body, did not let me close my eyes. After my recent encounter with him, I am sure about one thing. His revenge-driven mind would not let me go without breaking me beyond repair.There are times when his logical mind kicked in and he let me go unharmed. But there were also times when he stripped me of my dignity without any remorse and I am scared of that part of his mind.He won’t let me go unharmed every time. If there is one thing I am sure about then that is his primal need to avenge his wife’s death. And he would do it at any cost. So I have to be prepared. I can’t always escape merely by back answering him.I have to be prepared when I meet him next time. Also I have to think of way t
Third Person POV“Yes. Yes. I know. I know that monster’s name. His name is Ar……Aaaaaaaaaaaa” Before she could take her tormentors name, the phone was snatched away from her hand making her scream in horror and terror. Fear of getting caught and the aftermath, gripped her throatAnd she turned her head, ready to face the monster and what or she should say whom she faced left her frozen. The face which welcomed her was not the one she thought it would be.“Baby, Shweta. Jaan, are you there? Shweta, are you okay? Tell me you are okay. Shweta. Shweta.” They both heard the voice coming from the other end of the call and before Shweta could answer, the call was disconnected by the snatcher.Ayaan grew restless the moment the call got disconnected. The caller Id being blocked made it difficult for him to reach out to Shweta. Yet he tried calling the private number from the call list again and again but to no vail. The call got disconnected automatically every time he dialed.“Aaaahhhh.” He
Riya POVRelief coursed through me the moment Vikram bhai and Rahul left the room. I slumped on the chair in exhaustion and took a deep breath, grateful that it is all over and it went exactly as we planned.Rahul.Rahul Singhania.The man who made the ground beneath my feet slip.Tall, dark and confident, exuding a calm and murderous aura at the same time. Sharp jaw line and piercing eyes that would lead anyone’s soul naked. Left my soul naked for his bare eyes. And the impeccably tailored expensive suit, he was clad in exuded sophistication and elegance. Turning every one’s heads wherever he goes without any effort from his side. A man of refined style and natural charisma.If anything, I was not prepared for the Rahul, I met today. I did not brace myself for a man who stood extremely relaxed irrespective of the fact that I knew he was a mafia man. My team did their fair share of research before trapping them in our web of lies.Yes, lies.Everything is a lie. I expected a fierce per
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Riya POVRelief coursed through me the moment Vikram bhai and Rahul left the room. I slumped on the chair in exhaustion and took a deep breath, grateful that it is all over and it went exactly as we planned.Rahul.Rahul Singhania.The man who made the ground beneath my feet slip.Tall, dark and confident, exuding a calm and murderous aura at the same time. Sharp jaw line and piercing eyes that would lead anyone’s soul naked. Left my soul naked for his bare eyes. And the impeccably tailored expensive suit, he was clad in exuded sophistication and elegance. Turning every one’s heads wherever he goes without any effort from his side. A man of refined style and natural charisma.If anything, I was not prepared for the Rahul, I met today. I did not brace myself for a man who stood extremely relaxed irrespective of the fact that I knew he was a mafia man. My team did their fair share of research before trapping them in our web of lies.Yes, lies.Everything is a lie. I expected a fierce pe
Author’s POVOn the other hand, Shweta stood frozen and paralyzed, her eyes widened in terror. The world seemed to slow as fear clutched her heart, casting an icy spell that left her motionless amidst the haunting silence.In front of Shweta, stood a strikingly beautiful woman clad in gym attire which included a sports bra, shorts and athletic shoes. Her body bore the evidence of her exertion with a sheen of sweat that glistened on her body. In this moment of post-workout glow, she stood as a testament to the resilience and strength cultivated within the confines of the gym.It was not her beauty or her strength that caught Shweta’s attention. It was the pistol on her right hand which she had held in a tight grip. The gym wear and the deadly weapon altogether painted a different art in Shweta’s mind. Maybe it was the extremely casual as well as firm way that she had held the weapon that made Shweta realize, she is well-trained. Not just gym training but altogether a different kind of
Rahul POVPain.Excruciating pain all over my body, that is what I felt the moment my eyelids opened.The bright white light was even more painful for my eyes and head. My nose could immediately register the smell in the room. The smell of disinfectants hit my nostrils strongly and I have been enough times to this type of place that I know exactly where I am. The typical hospital smell. The disinfectants, sterilizing chemicals and so on. And my ears registered the sound of beep- beep, which I suppose is from various machines that is attached to me to monitor my vitals. But my eyes, my eyes registered her.The young woman who made my heart miss its beats. The woman who unintentionally and unknowingly has got me wrapped around her pinky finger.Riya Mehra.An innocent yet not so innocent angel.“You are awake.” She whispered, her voice sounding extremely relived.Her once lively eyes looked tired and exhausted.“You came.” I whispered, my throat feeling dry and itchy.“Let me call the d
Riya POVThis is not what I planned to do. All I had to do was reach his accident spot and take him to the hospital. Admit him and Vikram Bhai, then leave.That’s it. That’s all I should do and that’s all I should have done.Not this.Definitely not this.I definitely should not lay on him. I should not have kissed him. I should not let his hands roam all over my body.I pulled away from his lips, breathless.“You are hurt.” I whispered, worried about his injuries. There are not much wounds other than the deep cut on his forehead and some abrasions across his shoulders which had painted his shirt crimson. However, I knew better, the bruises are nothing in front of the injuries he would get every day in his line of business.His thumb slightly swiped my lower lip and my eyes went his lower lip and then went to his dark orbs. His gaze filled with absolute desire. Unfiltered desire for me. I should be scared of him and the emotions he held for me, openly. He is a dangerous man, like lite