Famished

Chapter 28

With the effect of chlorophorm Sania immediately went unconscious. She opened her eyes to white ceiling, Gray walls and was sleeping on a queen size bed. Beside her bed was a huge glass window which gave a view of a beautiful green pastures and long green trees following one another.  Her abode is situated in the outskirts of the city with a lot of greenery. Sania thought curious, the person who kidnaps her might be super rich to own such a huge estate and not a usual kidnapper who places the victim in dilapidated warehouses, rotten bed and smelling pillows.

She looked around her room. There were two doors. The larger door opened to a welcoming balcony. Small pots of flower pants were in it making the place colourful. The smaller door opened to a super rich washroom with baldi rock jacuzzi and latest fixtures. Walking out, to the right there was a huge cupboard with splendid varieties of ladies wear including the undergarments, all of same size. How does her kidnapper know her size?

A lady in a maid's uniform comes and brings a tray filled with breakfast of eggs, toast and a glass of orange juice. Sania suspected the food might be poisoned. So she pushed the plate away but probably the maid understood her confusion. "Madam this food is not poisoned. If you want I'm ready to eat from the plate and serve you fresh."

Her words quietened Sania. She nodded to her in relaxation and started eating the breakfast with pleasure as she was very hungry. After finishing the food, she went to take bath. Just as she came out of the washroom after a shower two bodyguards stood at the entrance. "I want to know why I have been kidnapped. Who is your boss and what does he want from me?" Sania yelled in temper and least anxious unlike a normal captive. She trusted Henry with everything of her life. Her husband was going to find her and teach these monkeys a lesson.

"The bitch screams too much." One of them said and was about to tie the limbs of her. "You know what you idiots my husband might have tracked my location by now and would already be on his way. Leave me and save your lives because he is the mafia." There was pride and confidence in her intonation as she said her last word. "Killing you is a piece of cake for him." She snapped her fingers in a redicule.

"Let us have a piece each of this lovely stubborn kitten before the boss comes." One of them speaks raising his eyebrows with the other.  Sania gave out a careless laughter. It was the confidence given by Henry to her that was speaking in her actions. It was his will to see her self dependent and strong that spoke such challenging words to her assaulters.

She immediately took the cupboard keys in her hands. Holding their edges out from her fists, she held the collar of one of the men and hit him in a place where the sun doesn't shine. The man succumbed to the floor holding his crotch and the other pounced upon her holding her arms. She raised her right leg and hit him hard with her knee in the groin. "You cunning witch, let the boss come. Your entire karate will come to an end."

Sania gives a lazy grin pushing away the hairs out of her face. "He will be taken care by my husband and his brothers. I need not bother." She told them in a self-esteem and honour.

Sania Witmore was a normal middle class girl who came to Manhattan to realize her dream. She was innocent like any other girl of her age. But unfortunately her life wasn't normal. She was raped on an unfortunate night in the most unforeseen circumstances.
But God helps the brave and determined. An archangel entered her life and transformed the little kitten into a fearless tiger. He instilled fire in her and shunned dumbness and impotence.

"Hey Roger" another minion came to Sania's room to call his colleague and was flabbergasted to see his mates unconscious on the floor. "Damn you, how dare you hit my friends?" He raised his hand to slap her but Sania stopped him mid way.

She flexed the wrist of her other hand and made a punch on the nose of the man. The next second his nostrils began to bleed. "You...you." The man shouted taking a note of his bleeding nostril and wiping the blood out of it. Sania took his distraction to her advantage and putting her dominant leg forward she hit him with her elbow on the neck. The attacker's eyes made a roll and he dropped unconscious to the floor beside his friends.

*****
Before night...

Henry was going crazy for his missing wife. He was driving his car in a record speed in the dark streets when suddenly a white truck came out of no where and hit his vehicle. Henry's car tumbled down and his head began to bleed. With a hazed vision, he found a well dressed man approaching him from the white truck. He tucked the buttons of his three piece suit and walked to him in long confident strides.

Dipping his hands in the pant pockets he looked at him intense. "Recognized me?" Henry could find the voice familiar but he couldn't exactly make out who he was. He narrowed his eyes unable to see clear and the man bent in his knees giving out a smirk. "You, bloody bastard?" Henry screamed in flaring temper even in his dripping consciousness. "How did you come out of the prison?"

"Abraham Walkhart for you." He gave a mocking laughter holding his head back. "Every dog has its day. You thought all days are yours? That useless police officer....if you give him 10,000 dollars, he would set free even the most wanted criminal of the nation." Abraham shook his head in deride. "Psst, leaving me that day after listening to your minion was a bad choice."

"Bloody dirty scum, I'm going to the highest court and getting that corrupt cop arrested." Henry hit his hand on the road with anger. "He is already dead. I did the deed for you. I do not leave any work unfinished. Your wife was the only exception and I suffered the consequences." Saying the words he hit Henry's head with an iron rod for no return and walked back to his truck.

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Abraham walked to his mansion situated in the city outskirts. Step by step he kept recording the unconscious bodies of his body guards and walked in front of Sania. She was already ready with a stool to stab him. "Uh uh, put the stool down, beautiful. I'm not going to hit upon you. You're my most priced possession." He patted the cheeks of her.

Sania turned her head away in disgust from his touch but Abraham cared a shit for her feelings. He hovered upon her holding her firm on her waist and tried to kiss her. Sania landed her arms on his chest and pushed him away. She quickly ran to the cupboard which had a wine bottle inside. Taking the bottle in her hand she hit to the table, broke it and was ready to attack him.

"I'm not the frightened and helpless, timid girl anymore you saw two years ago, you pig. My husband has transformed me to an attacking lioness. If you hurt me then I am going to hurt you too." Sania spoke vicious. "Once upon a time you tried your hands upon me and I became the source of your misfortune. You lost your parents love, your legacy and had to live all this while in the underground. Do not do it again. I'm not made for you. Hankering for something that doesn't belong to you is transgression." She hypnotized him with her words.

"If you touch me, my husband will not leave you alive. He will chase you like a dreadful dream and end you in such a threatening way that you will not find a place even in hell." Her words were ferocious more than a poison of a cobra with disdain in her eyes. But Abraham cared none. He ran his eyes hungrily on Sania's curvaceous form. Abraham rubbed his jaw with his fingers and went thoughtful looking at her.

"I think you're right. Having you for a night or few nights doesn't earn me anything other than physical pleasure.  I can have with any woman. Instead I sell you to a brothel or a club, I earn millions." Fear began to install in Sania's heart at his imperilling words but she did not let it reflect in her eyes. She was a bold woman, the wife of Henry Rodriguez - the most feared mafia leader. Sania self taught herself.

"Take rest and have a good night." Abraham's words brought her out of her thoughts. "By the way you're too prideful and confident of your husband.  A piece of offering, you want to see what I did to him?" The words brought heaviness in Sania's heart. Abraham took out a photo from his pant pocket and threw it on a table before her.

"Your husband is dead and you are an unsheltered vulnerable widow now."

And...Everything Sania had, was lost including her confidence.