All Chapters of His Lyubov: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Rooh's pov:Suddenly I felt a soul shuddering and toe curling pain in my head. My vision was completely dark and o didn't know where I am. I tried to open me eyes and slowly my eyelashes unlatched making my blurry vision register in my mind. I blinked my eyes rapidly and after God knows how much time my vision cleared. I meet with a small dark room which was looking like a storage room.How did I end up here? I moved my gaze in the whole room. There was many boxes stacked up on each other. I found my hands and feet tied to a wooden chair and the room was smelling like alcohol. Is there alcohol in these boxes? I twisted my wrists rubbing the rope against it and it pained a lot. What did I expect that they will loosen up like in the movies? Hah! Dumb Rooh!Then it suddenly clicked in my mind. I was playing in the park with Mikhail and Liam. The fog in my mind started clearing up. I remember that Mikhail was finding us and I was standing behind the slide but suddenly something came up

Rooh's pov:"Oh sweetie crying now? Are we?" Amelia's voice came making me snap out of my trance and then I realized I was crying. I sniffled and at this point I don't care what they will say anymore because it was enough to break my heart. I trusted him then why did he do this to me? "Now enough of her crying and mourning over him. Untie her the Spanish mafia's head is here. Take her out with you so we can start working on peace treaty." I heard that old hags saying but now I was not in the situation of replying him any snarky comment back.Amelia took out a pocket knife from her stockings and started cutting my ropes freeing my wrists and feet. She yanked me up from the chair and I tried to struggle against her hold but she held me tightly. I tried to thrash around but the next moment that old hag cocked his gun against my temple making me halt my actions. I froze at my place."Don't try to fight against us and start moving ahead." he said thrusting the gun more in my temple and I

Rooh's pov:A week later:Today was the day when the results of that DNA test will come for which we took Amelia to the hospital. I was just hoping that whatever she was saying wouldn't be true. That baby wouldn't be of Mikhail because I will not be able to take it. I can't be with him anymore. Whatever happened to him since his childhood was not in his control but what happened in that club was in his hands. He could have leave from there. He shouldn't have to be close to her. How could be go closer to her when he promised me to not continue his deeds again. After when he asked commitment from me. He even lied to me saying he wanted to give me space and time so he went away from there. He could have told me that he went to the club that day but instead he chose to avoid me. He could have tell me that his drink was spiked so I would have been ready for the out come but it was so sudden and I can't trust him anymore. There was no need of lying to me. If he asked for commitment from m

Rooh's pov:I entered inside my home feeling a nostalgia hitting me. When I landed in India I felt affinity, like I belongs to here only. I didn't tell my parents that I'm back in India because I wanted to surprise them and with the little extra surprise with me. When I was out of the airport surprisingly there was cab for me to home which I think Mikhail arranged for me Again my thoughts went to him but I shouldn't think about him. I shaked thoughts off and started walking inside. Father would probably be at home because it is almost the time when he returns back. In evening he returns back and it was almost night. When I reached to the hall I saw him sitting on the couch watching some typical news channel as always like an Indian typical father. He was do engrossed in TV that he didn't notice me standing me in front of him. "Papa!" I called him and his head snapped towards me. He was shocked that I could tell with the expression on his face. (Translation: Father!)"Rooh ki mummy

Moscow, Russia Since Rooh has left Mikhail he has became a walking ticking time bomb which can explode on anyone, anywhere. He was a complete mess. He doesn't shaves for days, he barely eats anything, neglected to shower most days and just had zero interest in anything whatsoever. He hated himself, he couldn't even look himself in the mirror that image of Rooh crying in front of him had been engraved in his mind and the guilt was slowly eating him whole.Months had passed since Rooh left, he was still not able to face her. He was becoming mess day by day and all of this didn't go unnoticed in the office, employees were whispering to themselves in the break room how the boss mood swings were getting weirder and weirder by the day. First he went on a war path and now he was disinterested about all aspects in the office something was definitely wrong they all concurred. In these past few months, hundreds of employees were fired by them on such small thing. Like some didn't arranged the