She's busy taking order and serving the customer until heard them horrifyingly murmuring looking outside towards the entrance, suddenly a number of cars came to halt grabbing attention.
Sighing, proceeds to check unable to endure level of curiosity building inside her. A handsome man stepped out looking extremely dashing as soon as his face comes across her sight becomes astonish, instantly feeling jittery and breathless felt herself moving backwards panicking wanting the ground to open so that she could bury herself alive before meeting the monster who tried to possess her last night traces came running behind like some night mare as if chased by a demon.
She anxiously, pulled away the apron followed by the iPad consisting their cafe menu "shehnaaz, ur okay na ?" her colleague, notices and questioned.
Nodding, quickly rushes outside from the kitchen door only authorized to be used by the workers "I can't .. I know .. I can feel he is here for me !" that is what she kept chanting while running on street feeling nothing less than a coward but facing him wasn't less than inviting yourself trouble.
Without thinking, she does what she felt right. If he is here for her then she will surely get to know but could be other way around.
Running and breathing heavily, finally reached a place close to her cafe that's when her cell phone rang further growing tension, taking deep breath took out phone and saw her best friend's name is flashing on screen huffing somehow attended the call though she badly wanted to disconnect.
"He .. Hello" she could hardly speak, fragile heart hammers like the greeting from her sweet mouth.
"Shehnaaz ?!" hears vishal's terrified voice.
"Where are you ?" he asks, she licked her dry lips controlling herself from breaking.
"Maa, actually urgent call agaya tha hospital. I'm sorry that I left without informing." she cooks up story, apologizes to ensure that she ain't scared a sudden disappearance isn't related to his arrival, she will ask vishal once she feels it's safe !!
"Okay .." she could make out from his voice, that something major has happened.
To interrogate "sab theek haina ?" she asks, what if not "haan .." he was going to say something but stopped, as if someone ordered him not to utter a word got assurance as soon as the call went blank "fuck, please tell me he was not there for me ?!" it was terrifying, she was scared to think anything.
A drop of tear, streams down unable to breath it's traumatizing to have someone a stranger, chasing after you like a predator.
She wraps her arms around, walks down the road like a lost soul wandering trying to gather herself back together. She doesn't know what to do when her phone rang breaking her trance.
"Vishal ?!" she hiccuped.
"What the hell, do you even know who came here looking for you ???" he asks, almost whispers one of their guard is left behind to watch over, inform chief their actions.
"I knew it, how can I forgot those dangerous eyes vishal .. I'm sorry, I ran away from the back door. I didn't know, what to do how to face him ?!" her voice cracks, she cries then hiccups "how does he know you, what have you gotten yourself into ??" she breaks down, helplessly crying.
Poor girl, narrates the entire incident "shit, that's why he is behind you." he curses, under breath.
"You shouldn't have slapped him." he condemns, she sighs "thappad ne maarti, aarti utarte ?" yells already frustrated on top of this doesn't require a lecture when nobody can help "tujhe pata bhi hai ke woh kaun hai ?" vishal raises question.
"Nahi, yeh samajh gaye hoon ek number ka kutta hai joh haath doh kar peeche par gaya hai." why's he or that moron so keen in exaggerating identity how does it even matter all she knows is that he's danger which needs to be avoided.
"Kutta nahi Mafia hai !" vishal corrects, she feels her jaw drops and heart beat escape almost dead.
"Wtf, are you kidding me ?" she shouts, unable to stay calm what on earth has she done to have him as her possessor ?
"No, I am not .. he came and asked about you aur tera, yahan se bhaag jana is not really gonna help you .. uske liye, kisi ka bhi pata lagana kaunse koi bade baat hai .. sunn wapis aaa main hoon na will face him together .. you know I love you right tere liye main kisi se bhi lad jaunga." he says, cause he truly loves her but she doesn't wanna drag him as it's her mess she will face him alone.
"Are you mad, I will never drag you in my mess is liye please .. filmi baat mat kar rahe baat us mafia ke toh rehne de main apne aap dekh lunge." she'll have to gather strength and show him his place.
"Bhaag kar ?" vishal snorts, she actually feels like giving a punch.
"Taunt mat maar, tere bina he maine uske lagaye thi .. aaj darr kar bhaage bhi toh kya jald face toh karna he hai .. after all, I need to know what he is behind .. wanna take revenge !" she gritted teeth.
"Don't, he will kill you !" he warns, she snorts.
"Let him, you think I care I have nothing to loose other than my dying mother .. khud ko toh maine shayed bohut pehle he koh diya tha" disconnects, as she needs to gather strength to beat his egos.
"Bol toh diya, lekin kya main waqai uska saamna kar paunge ?" she asks herself, will fight him and let him hunt her down.
She won't go to the club tonight !
Let him search or hunt her down !
She won't run instead calmly wait for the mafia's skills to hunt her down.
It won't be a big deal for a man like him, but still won't let him show his power on her between too many people, where he feels pleasure of winning.
Winning over a powerless soul !
"FUCK YOU, SIDHARTH RAO" she cursed him, walking to the bus stop reaches home.
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FanfictionA ruthless, handsome and dangerously good looking mafia feels immensely captivated by a beautiful bar dancer. What happens as their paths collide ??? Is she going to give into his possession or are we going to witness his madness ?? Publishing da...
