Mafia's Forbidden Predilection

🥀My possession🥀

Avni opened her bun and while brushing her long black silks she said, "Mom...... I need to attend a charity event for disable people organised by our hospital management board. I will come late today. "

"Don't forget to keep your phones switch on all the times. I will call you often. "

Her protective mother said from the kitchen.

"That's okay but where is Vivya? "

"Don't know what happened to her.... For the last few days she is acting weird. Always carrying that depressed face..... "

Her father kept the newspaper aside and replied, "Maybe she had a fight with her classmates or her exams are approaching. So she must have been worried about that. Now this is commone in teenage. Just leave her alone. When she will feel good she will come and talk. "

Even though they settled with that thought, Avni felt suspicious. She was the elder sister. She knew this wasn't normal about Vivya. She had seen her from childhood and as per her knowledge Vivya would cry, stomp her legs, act childish if angered but not close herself in the room.

Vivya was reminiscing those party moments when she was humiliated before everyone even though she had no fault. She felt a soft hand on her shoulder. She looked back and found Avni standing with a serious face. She couldn't hold it anymore and broke down.

"What happened Vivs? Won't you tell your Di? Remember... We shared our each secret with each other than why not now? Tell me... Did you get bad marks in maths exam? Or a fight with a friend? "

"No di.... I- I was publicly humiliated by Amaya and her boyfriend Devansh  in her birthday party. They................................. "

After knowing everything from her, Avni rubbed her tears and said, "Don't worry....I will complain about it to Amaya's parents. Now stop crying...... You won't talk to them anymore. Fare well in exams and prove them what's a status in real words. Okay? Now don't cry.... I will bring you your favourite gupchup. "

Avni left for her work. Now Vivya was feeling much better. She felt confident enough and got up to get ready for her school. Till the whole day everything was better until the school hours overed.

While she was walking back home Amaya passed by her in her car. She tauntingly said, "Hey fatso how are you going to get back to your cottage? Wanna get a ride? Don't worry I will drop you freely to your slum house. "

She ignored them and increased her pace. Suddenly she noticed Dev standing with his car. He was looking at his hand watch when he noticed her. But what was he doing here when Amaya had already gone?

She stopped for a second and then ignoring his presence walked away but he blocked her path. This time Vivya unable to control her rage said, "What do you need? You probably don't want to visit jail this time? "

Dev pulled off his black spectacle and said, "I am gravely sorry for that day. I am sorry from Amaya's side too. You are a good girl. "

Vivya rolled her eyes and said, "Are you done? I clearly understand why are you doing so. It's s setup act of you and Amaya to humiliate me again or you have a second plan which I don't feel is good. "

"Trust me Vivya I -"

But she wasn't interested in continuing the conversation with him and was going away when he pulled her harshly closer to him in such a way their eyes were just in each other. Vivya angrily shrugged to free herself from his grip, "What the hell? Stop this nonsense or else I will shout. "

"Nobody ever dares to ignore my words in such a way..... If it was someone else then I would have killed that person but it's you Miss Pretty little Vivya Dutta..... "