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Michelangelo grabbed his gun close to his chest and signalled his men to stand close. He took a deep breath and looked through the glass. Renata’s face was wet with crying. She was tied to a chair with her jacket off. A large man grabbed her hair and pulled her head backwards. He moved his face closer to Renata and licked her cheek. “Ohh, if her tears are so salty, what will her juices taste like?” he laughed. “Stop this! We don’t have time. Send them the address where they have to bring the money,” said the second goon. “You do that. I will enjoy this! Suck me off, bitch! Maybe I will let you go,” said the large man. placed his hand over her breast and squeezed it. Michelangelo gritted his teeth in fury. How dare someone touch his Renata? “Never!” Renata snapped. “Let me go,” she cried loudly. “Help! Helppp!!!” “Look, help us help you. We have heard you are a slave. So please us and you won’t be hurt. We just want the money, nothing else,” said the third goon. “Please, just let
Vicktor looked at Renata. She was close to Michelangelo still crying. Poor girl! Since the day she came in contact with him, her life had been a big chaos. She was investigated, she was attacked, she was kidnapped, she was bought, she was assaulted, tortured, and whatnot. And now she was almost killed just for money. She was sold for money and now kidnapped for money. As per Vicktor's orders, everyone started leaving the building except a few men who were charged with cleaning the crime scene. They would get rid of the bodies and the bullet casings and clean the building so that no one would be wiser about what happened there. As it was an abandoned building, they knew no one heard the bullet sounds. So, there would not be a 911 call and the SMS people were free to clean the crime scene and take their time. They were going to remove the dead bodies and burn them before anyone would know what happened. Vicktor went back to the club and informed Tikhon that the girl was safe but shake
Renata kept walking with Severino thinking about what happened to Michelangelo and why was he angry. She just spent ten minutes in that club and was coming to him when she was kidnapped. She knew she should not have gone to the club or at least informed Michelangelo, but he had given her freedom. She always came back home. It was not her fault that she got kidnapped. And how do they find her? Where was Tom? She could see every bodyguard she had ever seen but all the people who kept her safe were nowhere to be seen. Severino made her sit in his car and Michelangelo drove in another car. “Sev! Did Tom tell you guys I was in the club?” asked Renata and the car started moving towards the Venturi Mansion. “What?” Severino was shocked to hear Tom’s name. Did she not know what happened to him? “Tom? Did he inform you guys that I was in the Curtain?” asked Renata, again. “I wanted to tell Michel, but I thought I was going to be there for a mere five minutes. Why bother?” “Ren! Tom didn’t
Renata couldn’t understand why Michelangelo was that angry. She just went to the club. She always went to some places with her friends. He never minded that before then why was he irked now? He again called her a whore, his slave, his Odal. Why were those words back? Everyone saw her almost naked. She was humiliated again, tortured again. She was thrown out of the house. There was no place for her to take shelter. Where should she go? What should she do? The raindrops kept drenching her. She didn’t even have something to cover herself or save herself from the water. It was like even the gods were punishing her along with Michelangelo. But what was her fault? Why was she a whore again? Just because she went to a club without Michelangelo, she became a whore. Did she not figure out what kind of person Michelangelo was? He said he was wrong when he thought that she slept with other men. Then why was he making the same mistake? Why was he back to treating her as a slut? “Michel! Michel
“Sev! Sev!” shouted Michelangelo at the top of his lungs. “Come fast!” he shouted. “What? What?” Severino came running. He saw that Michelangelo had Renata in his arms covered with his robe. “What happened, Michel?” he asked. “She is not… not breathing!” Michelangelo stammered. He was on the verge of hyperventilating. “What are you talking about?” shouted Severino. “Please! Sev!” said Michelangelo. A single tear dropped from his eye. Severino ran to Michelangelo and placed his finger over Renata’s nose. He then moved his finger to her neck to check for her pulse. “There is a faint pulse, Michel! We have to take her to the doctor, NOW!!” ordered Severino. “I… did this,” sobbed Michelangelo. “I killed her.” “Stop it! Stop doing that! You don’t think when you are angry and now you are feeling guilty? Snap out of it. First, think about her, and then think about your guilt,” snapped Severino. Michelangelo realized that he was right. She needed medical assistance as soon as possible.
Sameeksha was on the other end of the hospital treating her patients when she received a message from a nurse. “Come to ER stat! Your friend is here!” Sameeksha didn’t know which friend, but she read ‘stat’ and knew that she had to run. And people only came to the ER in emergencies. Which of her friends came to the ER, she didn’t need to know, she just wanted to be with them, whoever they were. The moment she saw Severino and Michelangelo standing inside the ER she understood it was Renata. Why always her? Why did she keep getting hurt when she was near Michelangelo? Why couldn’t he protect her? What happened this time? All the questions kept swirling inside her brain. “What happened to her? Why is she here?” she shouted from the other end of the room. She could see tears in Michelangelo’s eyes. But Michelangelo didn’t say a word. Severino asked her how did she know that Renata was in the hospital. She replied that everyone in the hospital knew about her and her friends. She demanded
Sameeksha went inside the ER room and placed her head on Renata’s shoulder. Her tears kept falling on Renata’s shoulder. She didn’t know how she was going to tell everyone about the death of Renata. She kept her hands over the dead body and kept crying for long. Michelangelo wanted to run in but didn’t want to make Sameeksha angrier. She was right. He killed Renata. He didn’t know his anger was capable of such a thing. He could not believe that the girl he loved, he killed her himself. He stood outside the room and kept looking at Sameeksha lying over Renata’s chest and wailing her eyes out. His guilt was on the verge of killing him. He wanted to grab a scalpel and stab himself in his heart. The death of his love broke Michelangelo. The tears kept falling from his eyes. He was not allowed inside the room, he could not leave the hospital. He didn’t know what he should do. “Michel! Let’s go,” suggested Severino. “Where? Where can I go? My home is lying dead on that bed. Where can I
Sameeksha shut the door in Severino’s and Michelangelo’s faces and lowered her face to cry. She could not believe that the girl who saved her, was dead. And now she had to inform all the other girls. How was she going to do that? Her hands and her mouth were not working properly. How was she going to tell them or even type about Renata on her phone. She decided that telling the girls over the phone about Renata was not the right way to tell them about her. This was a piece of face-to-face news. She curled her quivering lips into a small ‘O’ and exhaled a few times. She took out her phone and typed in, “I need you all to come to the hospital ASAP. There is something I have to tell you. Don’t call as I won’t pick up the phone, just come and I will tell you everything.” And she hit ‘send’. The cryptic message was enough to give anyone a heart attack. The girls saw the message and immediately left their jobs to come to the hospital. “Dr. Malhotra, we will need this room,” said a nurse.