CHAPTER 5: Not Every Girl Likes Pink

Sarah-

My lips contacted his chest and my eyes went wide as he drew nearer to my body. Our eyes met and we were inches apart, his scent made me go crazy and anything could happen the next minute and I won’t be held responsible for that.

He kept on giving me a strong stare and swirled his tongue around his lips while my eyes were fixated at his chest. He was the man who kidnapped me, but is now treating my wounds and I didn’t know what to feel anymore.

He was simply looking at my face and I gulped hard not knowing what to do next. My heart was racing faster as his breath fell on me making my body stiff and I couldn’t move it anymore.

His scent made me lose whatever sanity I had left and I ignored all the logics that could stop me. My hands moved automatically towards his back making him look at me.

It wasn’t me, because I would never take the first step, but with him it’s always me who’s initiating everything, and take things on whole new level.

I remember what I did last night, it was me who was so drunk that I couldn’t realize that I was on top of him and even I attempted to suck the whiskey out of his mouth.

I don’t even know what the name of this guy is, who’s on top of me but, he tempts me into doing something that I never thought of and I end up going crazy over him every time even though I am being kidnapped by him he still has such a great influence on me that it's going hard for me to control myself.

For some time, it felt like that he was trying to resist himself as I saw him biting his lips in nervousness, but my actions never stopped. His chest right above my face made me forget about the kind of situation I was in.

They grew nearer to my body and placed his hand on my forehead while patting it, I was dumbfounded not knowing what he did and stood up abruptly. I kept on looking at him as he walked away with an enormous amount of speed as if he was running away from me.

I saw the hunger for me in his eyes but couldn’t know the reason behind his resistance as he was suppressing that rush of lust, it only made me angry as at first he tried to use his charms on me but then gave up thinking God knows what.

I kept on sitting at the bed but couldn’t move as my body was still inactive by his touch and my senses stopped working. I heard a loud thud breaking me out of my thoughts and I suddenly woke up from my Dreamland.

I was alone and had the chance to run away, maybe I was being hypnotized that made my body stiff or perhaps it was his touch that made me this miserable.

I stood up abruptly as I didn’t see any sign of the guy who kidnapped me. Now that my wounds were treated, I looked around being careful so that I’m not caught by any prying eyes as they were so many men guarding the door when we entered in this mansion.

I peeped from the window to see my surroundings and found myself in the middle of nowhere. Even if I run there are high chances that I’ll get caught in no time as this is such an open area for a captive to run.

“Where do you think you are going?” He spoke and I stood straight after getting caught. I was simply looking out of the window but still managed to get noticed. I couldn’t achieve a simple task and yet expect to run from so many armed men?

“I want to go home.. why am I even here? What do you want from me?” I yelled at him as minutes ago I was completely in his control and he could’ve done anything while I wouldn’t be able to resist him and give in willingly.

“I’m afraid that can’t happen. You aren’t here by choice so you have no say in this matter.” He spoke and wiped his face with a towel. It seemed like he went to wash his face or maybe I wasn’t the only one who got influenced, perhaps he felt something too.

But does people like him have heart inside them? Do they know what the feeling of love is? I still couldn’t know the sole purpose of me being trapped here with him.

What did I do wrong to find myself kidnapped although he did nothing wrong so far, but if he is to treat me nicely then why kidnap me in the first place?

“Let’s go.” He spoke once again and grabbed my hand while pushing me inside the car.

“I won’t go anywhere with a jerk like you, leave me alone.” I spoke grunting and kicked the car with all my might. I can’t trust this person just because we slept for once and plus, he seemed dangerous as he had the audacity to kidnapped me early in the morning, not the mention the number of armed men around him, he was growing scary as every second passed by.

“Shut up and play along” he spoke while placing his finger on my lips and glared at me, I couldn’t say anything further as he could do anything to me while I won’t be able to stop him.

We finally stopped in front of a big house and I again saw so many people guarding the door. Who was he? This man was more treacherous than he seemed, he wasn’t like this when I first met him, instead he gave me his shoulder to cry but the only thing he offers now is pain and sorrow.

“Harvey!!!!!!!” he yelled an unknown name and a guy came out of nowhere suddenly, he gave me a look for a few seconds and then smiled at the man beside me.

“Yes, Bi-------” he was about to speak but was interrupted by the rude jerk. I suppose he tried to hide his identity from me as the guy Harvey was going to out his name.

There was no use of begging the man as he was only on the jerk’s side and wouldn’t help me escape this hellhole. He once again grabbed my hand taking me inside while all the guards bowed in order to respect him, and I saw a huge, ‘the holding’s’ written on the entrance, was………… was he? I gulped in fear as I had only heard about the most dangerous mafias in India, was he………. Bar Holding?

I saw sweat appearing on my forehead because I didn’t know how I got caught up with the mafia, I only went to his club and now everything started to make sense, why his men tried to drop me off, why no one objected when he grabbed me from the middle of the hungry monsters yesterday.

He was the gangster everyone was scared of, no one had the nerve to go against him. I heard he is ruthless and heartless which wasn’t a rumor anymore as no mafias in the world are kind hearted and doesn’t offer peace.

“Y---- you’re Bar Holding?” I spoke stuttering because I could be wrong but everything was clear as water and he passed a grin at me while walking.

“You know me? It’s good, now we’re past introducing ourselves.” He spoke and I jerked his hands off while stopping.

“You don’t know me, I'm Noah.” I spoke whatever name occurred in my mind and crossed my hands as I didn’t want him to know anything about me, although he knew enough to kidnap me from my house.

“You expect me to believe that?” he spoke while huffing at me and again grabbed my hand dragging my body towards a room.

He opened another door as we walked through the hall way and everyone bowed slowly while we walked past the men, I was nervous while walking in an unknown place, I wanted to run as the number of men were there creeped me out, it was difficult for an average girl like me to survive in an environment like this.

I took a step and saw the world that I never knew existed. It was so pink that it made me scream in pain. I think this room was designed for a girl and that girl was not me, this much color gave me creeps and I frowned even though I knew he won’t be handling my tantrums, but this room gave me chills.

“Gross, not every girl likes pink.” I spoke while making an irritated face and both of them looked at me. Their eyes went wide and Bar stared at Harvey for some time.

“I--- I, thought pink would be better, Liza made me do it.” he spoke stuttering and I sensed fear in his voice, surprisingly Bar listened to me as he gave a strong look to him.

“You can sleep in his room, if you don’t like it.” Harvey spoke and gave a sly smile to Bar hitting him slightly on his shoulder and my eyes went wide as I gulped yet again in terror.

“Adjust for today, we’ll change it.” he spoke with his rude voice and pushed me inside, I didn’t know what to do and heard him locking the door. I shouted as I knew I had no chance to run but at least he shouldn’t lock me.

For some time, I kept on waiting for him to open the door, but when I started experiencing the feeling of getting kidnapped and was trapped inside a room for hours, it made me scream in agony and dread.

I wasn’t ready for this, and started banging the door, they chose the room which only had one window and that too near the ceiling, I couldn’t see anything from outside, nothing was heard and I wasn’t even sure if my voice was audible to the people outside or not.

I dragged a chair near the window in order to shout for help and felt my brain buzzing in pain. I lost track of time and every second felt like hours inside the room, the color creeped me out, the closed room with no air inside it brought fear in my veins.

I stood on the chair but still couldn’t reach anywhere near the window, I saw a table and dragged it with all my might, it was twice the weight of mine and I drained all my energy in order to drag that heavy table. I wanted to shout and ask for help as being enclosed in this room brought tears in my eyes.

I placed the chair above the table, it was unstable and I felt like I would fall from it, but didn’t have any other option that to quietly follow. I stood while it was shaking like an earthquake, but I managed to look outside, I opened it and a steer wind hit my face making me happy.

I looked around and it was dark now, I realized I spent hours in this room but couldn’t even have a look at it, I grabbed onto the window in order to see if I can jump outside or not, it was high and I gulped before as I might break my legs or arms that wouldn’t get me anywhere.

I still, thought of jumping out of the window and tried to pull this through. I heard the rattling of the keys and panic rushed inside my veins as I was about to get caught in no time.

“What are you doing?” I heard a familiar voice and the chair started shaking as I turned my body backwards in order to look at that person.

I couldn’t balance and lost all the stability I had while standing on it and felt my body dropping on the floor. Gladly I saw him running towards me and thought that he would catch me, although it was very unrealistic and seemed impossible but nothing was impossible for the mafias, right?

“You’ll get hurt” I heard him say and my body thumped on the ground, hitting my back on it. The pain was severe and I found out that this guy is good for nothing. He was simply running in God knows what direction as he couldn’t even manage to hold me.

I slightly opened my eyes to see if he would help me get up but found him holding the chair right above my head. I scratched my head in frustration as he chose the chair over me, and smiled at me. Yeah, your furniture is important than a human life.

“Useless jerk” I said in a low voice and he placed the chair on the ground while lifting me up. I cried in pain as I got hurt poorly and couldn’t even stand. He picked me up in his arms and made me lie on the bed.

“It would’ve hurt you severely if the chair fell on you, thank God I was here on time. He spoke and I wanted to punch the shit out of him. He was making me angry to such an extent where I could even murder him.

“Yeah, good for you.” I spoke in a sarcastic way as he was the reason why I fell in the first place. I said and he slightly turned me while placing his hands on my back, he began rubbing it and slid his hands under my top.

My eyes went wide as his touch felt on my spine which ran shivers down my body. Whatever he was doing actually helped and I closed my eyes in ultimate pleasure.

“Were you trying to run?” he spoke and grew nearer as his faint scent became strong and his sound was heard right above me ear. I didn’t know what to say, how to behave. I turned myself back in order to push him but instead he thumped his body on top of me making my body numb.