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A dimly lit room with no window only a bed in the middle, that's what Jivika notices when she opens her eyes. Although at first she thinks that she must be dreaming as her eyesight is quite blurry but when she tries to move, she finds her feet and hands are tied making her fully awake.
"What's this?" Jivika asks herself looking at her feet which are tied into rusted shackles. She then looks up to see that her hands are tied with rusted shackles too which makes her frustrated.
"Riti..." Jivika says while her eyes get wide finally remembering what happened.
Flashback
"Riti!" Jivika calls out in fear but Ritika has already lost consciousness while their car has stopped abruptly by getting slammed in a nearby tree.
Jivika takes off her seatbelt and then taps on Ritika's shoulder a few times calling out her name. But when Ritika doesn't reply, Jivika understands that Ritika has lost consciousness. So, looks for her phone which has slipped out of her hands when the car slammed into the tree. However, some men breaks the window of the car scaring her.
"Come out of the car right now." One of the men orders Jivika who wants to deny but knowing that she doesn't have any other choice she gets out of the car.
Just as she gets out of the car she feels something prik in her neck. But before she can hold the place, one of the men ties her hands behind her back and put a tape over her mouth so that she can't talk. Suddenly, she starts feeling extremely dizzy while from her peripheral view she can see another men getting Ritika out of the car. She tries to reach out to her best friend but just then she also loses her consciousness making everything black around her.
Flashback ends
"Riti kaha hai? Woh yaha kyun nahi hain?" Jivika thinks while tears leaves her eyes.
(Where is Riti? Why is she not here with me?)
Jivika feels suffocated just looking at the room. It reminds her of the time when her Dadi or Bua used to locked her in the attic of their house whenever they got angry with her.
Just then the door gets open and the clicking sound of the heels can be heard because of the silence around the room. Yet Jivika isn't able to see the face of the person at first but when she does, the colour fade away from her face.
"Tara..." Jivika lets out looking at the woman standing in front of her in a tiny dress which isn't covering her body much.
"Yes, Rani Sa. I am really glad to know that you still remember me after ruining my life. But now it's my time to ruin your life by ruining your body by which you have seduced my Shivansh." Tara spats the last sentence which angers Jivika too much. Because no one can put their claim on her Shiv till she is alive. But she keeps quiet because right now she needs to know exactly what's going on and how this Tara is able do everything.
"You're thinking how you got here or where is this place, right? Then let me enlighten you, Mrs. Rathore. You're not in India anymore, you're far away from there. So, don't think that anyone will be able to save you. Not only that, your dearest sister-in-law is also here but she is in the basement. Because she needs some good torturing or she can become a headache for us." Tara says with a smirk while Jivika's heart clench just thinking about Ritika getting tortured.
"You can torture me as much as you. But don't do anything to her, please." Jivika pleads because right now she doesn't have any option left.
"Awe so much care for your sister-in-law and here people say that Nanad-Bhabhi don't do well together in families. Okay, then I will come back later to give you the first surprise that I have prepared for you. See you soon, sweetheart." Tara says and walks out of the room leaving Jivika alone who silently cries praying for Shivansh to save her and Ritika before anything wrong happen.
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His Innocent Queen
Romance✫ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎ She is shy He is outspoken She is clumsy He is graceful She is innocent He is cunning She is broken He is perfect or is he? . . . . JIVIKA RAO A widow...
