THE KNIGHT'S DOLL

53. BROKEN??

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THE KNIGHT'S DOLL

CHAPTER 53BROKEN?

The door thudded open making Ishana look up as she got up from the bed looking at her Captor walking her way.

Before she could comprehend much he had already held her, pulling her towards him with a jerk, making her gasp rounding her hazel eyes in surprise.

"Why? Fucking why Ishana?" asked he, calling her name, instead of the nickname he so dearly gave her, gritting his teeth, like stopping himself from venting out anger, his voice calm as ever, but not unaffected, unlike ever.

Ishana stood still, feeling dizzy yet again. She held onto his shirt to still herself, as she lowered her head, blinking her eyes, as her hold on his shirt tightened.

"What's wrong? You alright?" asked he altogether, sounding like his heart bubbled up in his throat as he leaned in holding her tighter when he felt her loosing her steps.

"Ishaa?" called he to her, desperately, jerking her a bit more towards him.Only her deep breaths were heard, until she cleared her throat & voiced herself in her weak voice...

"Why?" it was all she asked.

"Shut up & tell me what's wrong?" he asked again.

"None to concern you, Master..." blurted she in a deep voice with venom dipping her tongue, & flames spurting gaze, letting him know his place like he let her know hers once.

"Everything about you fucking concerns me & only me!" declared he breathing heavily, his shoulders pumping at the impact, with his flaring nose.

"What do you want?" asked Ishana bored & yet bothered by him & his everything, mostly his presence. She didn't know what was happening to her no-reacting formula to deal with him, but she was finding herself very irritated & moody, since the past few days, cause of her not too good health.

"I want an answer!" spoke he leaning back straight.

"Of what?" asked she, her frown expressing her dis-interest at that moment.

But her frown turned into wide-eyes when he fisted out a phone in his hand, fisting the device out so hard that it could be powdered if he applies a little more force.

It was the same phone Ishana used to call Neel from.

"Neel!" he spoke his name with so much hatred that Ishana felt a shiver run down her spine.

"Why Neel?" asked he, & Ishana was surprised as to his questioning her for calling Neel, & not angry about her keeping a secret phone.Though she knew he won't be catching anything from this device, not even the best of his hackers.

"..." Ishana was flabbergasted seeing firstly the phone & then his question, her eyes not moving away from his face, as he jerked her closer so much so that her soft, perky chest crashed into his hard one.

"Why Doll why?" called he again & this time he sounded... pained?
His ache refraining her from lying.

"Why, why, this is what you've to ask Avi?... what else do you expect from me?" asked Ishana, her voice showing the weight her soul was tired of holding as she slumped her shoulders, making no attempt for defense when she knew he could see the truth right in her eyes, piercing her soul, when she knew he was an inseparable part of her every move, her every breathe, & she knew somewhere she was someone to him as well, or he would directly bang her with his bullet, then questioning her.