Chapter 17

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All guests had arrived and the function started. Mrinal was wearing that dress gifted by Sumitra. It was white sharara with golden border. Matching earrings and light pink lipstick enhanced her beauty than normal days.

Dinner was set. Mahir had his plate in his hand and he leaned on the glass wall. Mrinal was standing beside him with little meal in her plate as she eat slowly. Both were talking about something.

Bela's eyes were pointed at them. She noticed the minutest thing of them. Her sight behold thirst, anger, sorrow and complains.

She couldn't contemplate why she didn't tell Mahir about she being Bela and she had no intention of marrying him when he named her as his fiance. That she will never marry him, she doesn't like him and she holds a displeasure for him. She will never give a chance to a deceiver.

"But Bela! How can he be a deceiver? He never promised you anything. Neither he has met you nor he has borne any responsibility regarding you?"
- "But he knows that he has fiancé and he has to marry her. Then knowing about his to be spouse how can he be with another girl?"
"But Bela! You never accepted to marry him. Even both the families are not aware of your answer."
-"But he says that he will marry me!"
"But will you marry him? You hate him right? Then it shouldn't matter to you?"
-"But still he has.."
"Enough of your buts Bela! Stop arguing."
-"No I can't stop.. I don't know anything. He just can't be with any other girl..", she stomps her foot.
"But why??"
-"Shut up!"

Bela sniffles.

Just then, she sees Mahir laughing and Mrinal chuckling.

"Maybe she said something funny?? Or he said? Why the heck he likes her company?"
-"They are friends, right?"
"Don't start again. I'm in no mood to fight with you!"
-"Oh really!! Why don't you accept that you do like him. He has an effect over you. And tell me why didn't you say anything and ran down without replying him anything?"
"Just because I had no answer to his talks."
-"Why? You know why because you know, that magician would spell his cast on you with his charm and you will be webbed in the web of personality."
"Umm.. Woh... Err.. I.."
-"Bela! It's fine, okay!"

Bela finds no answer to reply her subconscious.

Bela has her gaze fixed on them, whereas she was being a centre of attraction for someone even being in the most cornered one to escape from everyone's view.

Aditya Thakur, Paridhi's cousin from Delhi, who was deeply influenced by Sanam's beauty. A lot of girls came acrossed his way, some left after their stand and some whom he pushed out of his life. He being the only heir of his zamindari and all the business, was an arrogant prick who always thought of poor people or his workers as piece of waste.

He wasn't any Mahir Sehgal to respect everyone and behave like a normie with everyone despite of being a rich and honoured person. He was casanova who loved playing with girls. He saw Bela as one of them and she has become one of his new interest.

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After all the function wraps up at late night, Bela falls in exhaustion. After packing her bag as she have to leave next noon, she stretched her tired limbs.

"Rani Maa tumhe exercise wale hall mein bula rahi hain.", Imli comes to inform her.

"Kya mujhe??", she asks raising her brows.

"Haan, tumhe!", Imli smiles at him and nods.

"Magar gym wale hall mein kyun?"

"Mujhe kya pata!? Shayad koi safai wagairah karwani hogi.", Imli shows her set of teeth.

"Haan Haan jao! Sabke kaam karo bas humare ilawa jiske liye tum yahan aayi ho.", Badi Rani Maa says pissed.

Bela completely ignores her as she thinks - "Gym mein safai woh bhi raat ke gyarah baje!!?"

She covers herself properly with the shawl and looks out of window to see the darkness captivating the night.

"Baat sun leti hoon. Kaam-waam main nahi kar rahi.. Aise hi meri tabiyat theek nahi lag rahi aur kal mujhe wapis bhi jana hai.", she sighs.

It was a long corridor to pass and turning right side to reach gym on the other end of Palace. It was lighted but deserted. Suddenly, someone from the left room opens door and holds her hand and Bela screams loudly that her scream echoed.

"Hii. I'm Adi.. Aditya! I saw you and I just.. Mera matlab kal maine tumhe dekha aur mera dil beqaboo ho gaya.. Kaisi ho my sweetheart..!?", he smiles evilly at her.

She looks at him in shock and fear. Much of her knowledge, he was Paridhi's cousin. He face gave her the idea of the greed and lust for her.

"Haath chhodo mera.", she gulps the saliva afraid of expecting what can happen and struggles to release her hand off his grip.

But he tightens his grip around her wrist resulting in rashes. Her eyes fills up with tears in pain and dread.

"No tears darling! Chalo mere saath mere cottage. Meri Mercedes ready khadi hai. Wahan main tumhe jannat ki sair karaunga, ek aisi duniya jo tumne kabhi nahi dekhi hogi."

Offering Imli few thousands ruppees, he asked her to do this favour to him and trapped Bela.

Bela feels disgust and before she could reply him, he drags her. With the heat of his grip, her wrist burns and she has been dragged way down. She tries to free herself.

Her shawl was somewhere and her dupatta left behind. She screams and cries - "Chhod do mujhe. You bastard. Moron. Leave me. Help please! Somebody help... Chhodo mujhe.. You rascal. Koi hai..", he screams reverberates back after striking the walls.

His fury increased on her words and he tucks her on the wall, "What happened darling??", he says smirking evilly. "Let me show you!!"

"No.. No.. Please.", Bela cries and he covered her mouth with one hand. Her cries increase his want, he tries to touch her on her body...






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