Can't Stay Away ✔️

38. Closure

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A Y E S H A

My breath catches in my throat. The voice is unfamiliar, mangled by some kind of voice changer, but the malice, the obsession—it's unmistakable. "What do you want?" I force out, trying to keep my voice steady.

The stalker's laugh is a low, deranged sound that makes my skin crawl. "What do I want? I want to make you mine. You were always meant to be mine, but that arrogant prick you're with keeps getting in the way. But not for long..."

Arjun's hand tightens around mine as he grabs his phone with the other, quickly dialing. "Abhishek, trace this call. Now."

I try to focus on keeping the stalker talking, even as my pulse races with fear. "You're sick," I spit, trying to sound braver than I feel. "You're just a coward hiding behind a phone. If you think you can scare me, you're wrong."

He chuckles, the sound distorted and horrifying. "You think you're so tough? You've got no idea what's coming, sweetheart. I've been watching you, Ayesha. Watching you every single day. When you're at the office, when you're in the shower, when you're with him... I've seen it all. And soon, I'm going to make sure he sees it too—sees what it's like when I take what's mine."

A sickening wave of nausea hits me as his words sink in. He's been watching me. All this time, lurking in the shadows, invading every part of my life. I feel violated, dirty, and my skin crawls with the realization of how close he's been.

But then he says something that flips a switch inside me. "And him," he growls, "I'm going to gut him like the pig he is. You're going to watch him die, Ayesha. You're going to beg for it to stop, but it won't. Not until I've taken everything from him. He is going to pay for taking everything from me."

Everything? That sick fuck thinks Arjun took me from him but what does he mean by everything? At this point, it seems like that maniac is more obsessed with Arjun than me. Him even thinking of hurting Arjun makes my blood boil.

Something inside me snaps. The fear, the helplessness, the violation—all of it turns into a cold, hard rage. "You listen to me, you sick bastard," I snarl, surprising even myself with the venom in my voice. "If you so much as touch him, I swear to God, I'll skin you alive myself. You will have to go through me to even touch him, asshole. You think you can scare me? You think you can break me? You don't know who the fuck you're dealing with."

Arjun glances at me, his eyes widening slightly at my outburst, but I don't care. This psycho isn't going to intimidate me anymore. I'm not going to let him win. Not now, not ever.

"Big talk for a little girl," the stalker sneers, but there's an edge to his voice now, like I've thrown him off balance. "We'll see how tough you are when I'm standing over his corpse while being balls deep inside you, sweetheart."

I open my mouth to respond, but the line goes dead, leaving me standing there with the phone clutched in my hand, my body shaking with rage and adrenaline.

Arjun quickly dials Abhishek again. "Did you get it?" he demands, his voice sharp with urgency.

There's a pause, and then Abhishek's voice crackles through the speaker. "Yeah, I got something. The call came from somewhere in the city, not far from you guys."

"Fuck," Arjun mutters, running a hand through his hair. He turns to me, his expression fierce. "So we still don't have an address?"

Abhishek sighs. "Not yet. But soon. He might've figured out that the call was being traced, resulting in the abrupt end. If he calls again, I can trace his exact location. But I will need the call to continue for least a minute. I'd say do what you did before to provoke him again. He is already losing patience. Let's play on his weaknesses."