𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #1
𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒
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Shivanya Gupta is a woman who wears her heart on her sleeve. Always going above and beyond to help others, she loves deeply and s...
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I wake up to the sound of a door rattling. I open my eyes and gaze at the ceiling. I am lying in a bed.
Where am I?
Then everything that happened during last 24 hours plays in my mind like a movie. I remember every torturous second.
Tears gather in my eyes and falls in the either side of my temples. The door to the room suddenly opens and Shariq enters with a victorious expression on his face.
"Ah you're awake." He states.
I immediately scoot to the corner and press myself tightly to the headboard. "Stay away." I whisper in a hoarse voice. Probably because of whatever liquid he inserted in me to loose consciousness.
My breath catches in my throat remembering that noone knows that I am kidnapped. Mama & Papa will think I am at Nitya's place & Nitya doesn't know that I left my home.
Where's my phone?
I search around the place trying hard to remember where I left my purse.
"Are you looking for this Shiv." He dangles my phone infront of me and I try to snatch it but he moves his arm up with a psychotic smile.
"What are you doing Shariq? Give me back my phone. This is not funny." I say in a no bullshit tone despite how much I am dreading inside of his intentions.
"Aww it's cute how you think I am still the same naive fool I made myself to be just to get accepted by you. But you didn't." He clucks his tongue disappointedly, "Tough luck Shiv that's all a facade. This is the real me." He says with a mocking bow.
"Let me go Shariq. I already told you to stay away. Why am I here now?" My voice trembles despite my attempts to show him a strong front.
"You my love, are here because we are getting married today!" He says with his arms wide open. Suddenly my world turns upside down.
I scramble away from the bed, pull the table lamp and hold it infront of me to protect myself from this monster and say, "My parents will be worried. I have to go home. Let me go." I say even I know that it's fruitless to beg him.
Surely so much planning for a captivity is not to let go of the captive when she begs.
"Ah. Ah. Ah. Now, now my love that is not self defense. I may call it stupidity." He moves closer, "If you plan to hit me with it and run, there's no place out of here. There's my men outside of the door. And when I catch you I don't need to remind you what'll happen." He says slyly.
"Mark my words I won't be the pleasant Shariq you knew once. I'll fuck you and then I'll make you mine if it comes to that"
No
I shudder thinking about his threat.
"I can't marry you. I won't. My parents will search for me." I start to cry backing away from him still directing the lamp infront of me as a weapon against him.
