39. My fault

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Siddharth's POV

Everybody got up from their chair as the meeting just ended.

The last meeting for today.

Our company got a great deal today.

Getting up from my chair I exited the meeting room and made my way towards my office.

Opening the door to my office I entered inside and spotted my phone on the table.

Now I remember I left my phone in the office.

With a sigh, I picked it up and there were at least 5 missed calls from Natasha.

Shit, I hope nothing goes wrong.

I was calling her back when one of my men called me.

I picked it up and placed the phone near my ear.

"Boss!! Natasha ma'am"

"What about her?"

"Enzo De Luca kidnapped Natasha ma'am" My blood boiled hearing that.

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU GUYS DOING?"

"B-boss we...we tried to stop him but we couldn-" I interrupted him.

"Shut the fuck up and find him" I yelled and threw the phone away which collided with the wall and shattered into pieces.

Useless bastards!

I left the company and drove to my mansion breaking all the traffic rules.

It's my fault I shouldn't have left my phone in my office.

I am such an asshole!

Reaching my mansion I parked the car in front of the gate and rushed out.

"Where is my wife?" I barked staring at the gatekeeper.

He trembled, "B-boss we tried-"

"I asked where is my wife!" I yelled.

"Mr. Enzo De Luca kidnapped Natasha ma'am"

"How the hell-" I stopped and took out my phone dialing Abhimanyu's number.

I don't have time to ask them how all this happened.

"I'm sending you a location, meet me there as soon as possible," I said as soon as he picked up the call.

He agreed and I hung up the call, after sending him the location I sat back inside the car driving to the area as fast as I could.

I stopped the car there and Abhimanyu was already fighting off with the guards with some of my men.

Grabbing my gun and reloading it I got out of my car and shot those guys.

"Abhi you go to Natasha, I will deal with them she must be scared, go comfort her she sees you as her older brother" He nodded.

He rushed inside with a gun in his hands and I continued to fight off the guards.

Sending Abhi to Natasha was a good idea in my opinion rather than going in by myself cause she has already seen me killing a man, now if she sees me in this state she might panic again which I don't want.

"Aghh" I groaned in pain as one of the bullets hit my arm, I grabbed my arm tightly stopping the blood from flowing more.

I turned around and shot the guard who shot on my arm from behind.

He fell lifeless on the floor, I looked around, and there were no other guards so I made my way inside.

As I entered in I saw Natasha in Abhi's arms seeing me her eyes widened.

I hope she won't panic.

I made my way toward them holding my arm and she pulled away from the hug, Abhi turned around and looked at me.

"Siddharth?" Natasha mumbled as tears swelled in her eyes.

"Natasha-" She hugged me tightly and cried.

I froze in my place briefly before wrapping my free arm around her

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have brought you to Italy, It's my fault, It's all my fault," I said hugging her tighter in my arms.

I pulled away from her and cupped her face with one hand, "Are you okay love? Are you hurt?" She nodded.

But the red mark on her cheek denied her.

I caressed the mark gently with my thumb.

"I'm sorry" I whispered.

"I-" Before I could complete she fainted, I grabbed her before she could hit the ground.

Pain rushed through my veins when I moved my injured arm but all I cared about now was her.

I picked her up in my arms and rushed towards the car, Abhi ran forward and opened the door.

I sit inside with her and rub her hands and feet occasionally.

"Please stay with me, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have brought her here I made the biggest mistake of my life"

I almost broke down but controlled myself, I have to stay strong for her.

"Stay strong mate, she will be fine, Natasha is a strong woman" Abhi reassured and I nodded.

"Of course she is, nothing will happen to her"

We drove off to the biggest hospital in Italy.

Time passes...

While lying on the bed, Natasha had the saline bottle and the injections in her skin.

It hurts me to see her like that, It was all my mistake.

"Has she had any trauma before?" The doctor asked taking the statiscope off his head.

I nodded.

The doctor hummed while nodding.

"She is a bit weak now and it seems like the man has beaten her, the scars on her arms and legs are very red and look painful"

My blood boiled, I want to kill that fucking bastard again.

"I suggest you take her to a well-known therapist, Mr Malhotra" The doctor suggested moving towards me.

"Because if this continues and she doesn't heal, it could become a significant issue in the future." I nodded.

"I once asked her for it doctor, but she denied she said she doesn't like therapists"

"any specific reason?"

"She doesn't like sharing her personal things with anyone she doesn't know and she also gets very panicked when she tries to talk about her past incidents"

The doctor hummed again nodding.

"Force her" My eyes narrowed at his comment.

"Force her" He repeated, "Take her to the therapist and force her to admit everything otherwise it is very dangerous for her to keep everything in her heart and overthink it later, small acts can scare her and trigger that trauma again" He explained and I nodded.

He has a point, It took me so much time myself to heal and stop acting like the person I was before, Just for Natasha.

I will take her to the therapist soon, I will.

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I'm really very sorry guys for not posting these days even after saying I would post regularly in the previous chapter but because of some unexpected family problems, I couldn't. I got the time today so I'm posting it today, I apologize again for not posting this whole week. Thank you for understanding.

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