Destructive Desires

CHAPTER 4

SATVIK POV

''ohh look at this honey this would look so great on our Shreya , ohh she will look so beautiful in this'' my mother said passing my father a beautiful necklace

''mom and dad I am going to take her out with me so I'll come home late'' my brother said taking a seat beside me , why do all these monkeys are out from the zoo I mean why

''tomorrow you are coming to the party at the Kapoor's'' my father said directing his piercing stare at me , just great these moneys want me to play in their little game of who is going to the party

''if you are going to come then please hide that hideous scar on your face , it's hard to even look at you and come with a nice gift'' my mother scoffed at me , not wanting to listen more of this I went into my room and the first thing I did was to see myself in the mirror and what stared me back was a face which had a long scar on its right side starting from above the eyebrow going down till my cheeks , it's an old scar , takin a sigh I stopped looking at my hideous reflection , I hate my mother but I agree with her I look like a monster , I am a monster just then there was a knock on my door and when I opened it I found my brother standing there with a mocking smile on his irritating face ''father is calling you in his study room to discuss something with you '' saying this he went from there and I trailed behind him in the long corridor , when I was a child these corridors used to haunt me but now as time passed they were nothing but mere remains of my fear , these old walls have listened to my screams , my cries for help and my desperation to survive the walls that haunted me became the only proof and spectator of my emotions that I used to feel , reaching the big door of my father's study room I took a deep breath and knocked on the door ''come in'' a heard my father allowing me to get inside

The smell of cigar's and alcohol hit me seeing me he sat down on one of the sofa indicating me to sit in front of him my father took a puff of cigar and said ''next week is yours brother's weeding with Shreya Kapoor so be present in that also don't try to cross your limit , remember I raised you to do all the dirty work in our stead'' how can I forget for what did you raised me for , the harsh training you gave me for all those years so that I can do all the illegal work and what marriage these people are not shameless after breaking up the engagement my brother proposed to Shreya Kapoor and now they are getting married , since this was the only thing he wanted to tell me , he dismissed me from his study coming out I found my brother leaning on the wall '' you should come to the birthday party after all the infamous Sandhya Kapoor is also coming , it will be nice to see you two the black sheep of the family together'' saying this he went from there laughing like a manic but my focus was on the part where she is coming ,but why is she doing it, don't you know these people are waiting to rip you apart , why are you letting yourself be in such situation.

''that will be all sir'' my secretary Aryan said to me while concluding his report

''also sir you have a meeting on 14 which is four days from now'' he said making a note for this meeting , but I just hummed in response wait 14 isn't it sandhya's birthday on that day ''I am going if anything needs a change I will inform you'' I said abruptly standing up and wearing my coat , I rushed towards my car and speeding it up to quickly reach the world centre the place which consists all the luxurious showroom and when I reached there I realized what I was doing there rushing to buy a gift for her who will never spare me a glance and what will I do with the gift surely I can't give it to her , that's the problem when it comes to Sandhya Kapoor my mind gets a mind of it's own and my body it moves as if I am not in control of it , I surely not like her or love her but still I do things that are not like me for example the urge to talk with her , buying her gift she is the only person for whom I am buying something

At first I brushed it off as a feeling curiosity that I have towards her , but later I understood that she is not the target of my curiosity but she is a forbidden fruit to me not because she was engaged to my brother but because she is the only one who can look in my eyes past that scar on my face , past the rumours surrounding me and give me a genuine smile small one but genuine and the kind of life that I have people don't look at me because of fear or disgust and the they only smile towards me because they need something from me

So the existence of Sandhya Kapoor is truly forbidden for me , coming out of my thoughts I went inside Bvlgari to buy her a gift , I may not give it to her but I can buy it for her

''welcome sir, please tell us what you are looking for'' the staff said smiling formally at me, taking me towards their VIP area

''show me everything from the new collection and the limited collection'' saying this I made myself comfortable and started looking at the catalogue that was placed there soon the staff came with the jewellery pieces of all kinds from necklaces to bracelet to rings everything , the staff was arranging it for me keeping their eyes down afraid to see my face finishing their work they stood in the corner and I raised my eyes to inspect everything on the table and my eyes caught this one necklace with diamonds and a big ruby pendant and I knew it , this is the one because the deep red colour of ruby compelled me to keep looking at it just like her eyes , as I was going to touch it I heard some noises in the VIP room