Amending the mistakes of everyone, was what left in life of Anshuman Mannan, when all his brothers left them to hang after the family was disrupted with no chances to bound together.
Anshuman was left to be the sacrificial Lamb. And marry the monst...
Looking at her dancing to a song with a drink in her hand, my mind went blank. Because beside me was standing a man, beaten and unable to walk. His face was covered in bruises, searching for her. And she didn't care at all.
This is so unfair to Rehman. She saw us, her eyes widening and a smile that was already there curling up more on her face. But suddenly the smile disappeared when a huge hit and thud happened behind my head, sending a painful sensation as I felt my head numbing down when another thud happened behind Rehman, I turned to look at the source with my legs and power flushing in vain when I saw Saya Hari. Standing with man.
Either the music died because of the thud or my ears went numb because I wasn't hearing anything. And slowly the pain grew deeper under my eyes, as they started to close and my body was out of power.
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SIYANSHA
How can Rehman let them find me?
Was it on purpose?
"See! Why trouble me, Girl?" She muttered walking towards me when all I was thinking about was hitting on her head."The meeting is the day after tomorrow. Get ready." She said, when she walked towards me and hit me on my head, with the same board.
I could feel my body dying its power, but the pain wasn't something I felt. She grabbed my hair next when I was still conscious. "Don't cross me, Siya. I'm not a regular mother. And I have no motherly love that will stop me from killing you. Remember that. If you are not of my use. You are of no use at all." She spat her words on my face, when she threw me towards her men, since it was hard for me to stand myself.
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My eyes opened when I was already in my room, in my mansion in India. My same room, with nothing but my stuff untouched. While I was lying on my bed, what about Rehman and Anshuman?
If she bought me with her jet here? She would have brought them too right? A buzzing was happening in my head when I sat up. Looking at the familiar house with the same bed and floor. I received a sense of home in me.
Suddenly the daughter of my sister walked inside in her walking cradle, murmuring foreign language. And then a servant came running, she got scared seeing my sitting when she picked the daughter and started to hide inside her as if I was gonna kill her.
And started to take her away. Releasing a deep sigh of air stuck inside me. I scouted to get out of bed.
"You awake?" I heard a random voice behind me, unfamiliar. I looked over my shoulders when I saw a man standing, leaning over the door with his hands crossed together.
Do I have to start my day like this or maybe night like this?
"Who are you?" I asked him when he gave a crooked smile. Utterly ugly and fake.
"Ujwal Sen. You know me!" He said, when made a shooting gesture with his one finger from both hands.
"So will you walk out yourself or do I have to use an axe to get your feet out?" I asked him when he giggled.
Shit man. How girly he is.
"Waiting for you down, for dinner!" He waved as he walked away behind the wall.
What the heck?
I stood, opening my hair, and again trying it in a bun. I was wearing the same clothes for two days, so I turned to look at things. The house was burned but it looked pretty much the same. I guess the showers in the house worked well, that's why things didn't catch fire.
And also my room was on the middle floor, the fire was all on the top floor and rooms. Looking in the wardrobe, I had my clothes from before. My leather clothes, leather skirts, stockings black turtle neck tees, all that used to cover me. But ever since I have inked myself, I only wear short clothes. Like, I will only wear my leather black skirt with my black tank loose top. That I used to wear under my jackets.
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Wearing them, I went downstairs, "Chaya tea!!" I screamed when I heard her yes from the kitchen. And then I saw Saya Hari on the dining table.
What the fuck is she at my house?
And, wait that guy is there too. Did he know about her?
I went towards the dining when he stood and pulled a chair on the side for me. While Saya was sitting on the head chair.
"Why are you here?" I asked her when she gestured for me to sit.
"This is my seat," I said to the chair she was sitting at.
"Sit there." She didn't care to look at me while sitting in my chair.
"This is my chair I said. "I screamed this time. "If you cared about your chair you wouldn't have gone to America." She gritted. Okay, so this is how it will be.
"That chair is not mine. You gave it to Kritika." I revolted when she looked at me. "It not only takes my decision. It requires the directors to agree."
"And you think they will agree for me?" I asked her when she rolled her eyes.
"That's why we have to make them agree." He glared at me. Making me frustrated.
"Just give it to anybody. You have eight children."
"Not all of them are mine. You and Kritika are my real love."
"Ohh you got time for us, after fucking around men??"
"Siyansha!" She yelled loudly when I picked up the knife and was about to poke it in her fucking neck, when a hand came in between, and it went inside Anshuman's hand."
