First book in the " FORCED " Series.
A story of a girl giving second chance to happiness.
𝙃𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚
𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙢
𝑻𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕...
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After driving for 4 straight hours I needed rest. I was looking for a decent place to stay but couldn't find any . I had to sell my stocks in urgency cuz I had to escape but I have enough money to start a new life .
My mind was dizzy and my vision was getting blurred , i hadn't eaten in like 26 hours . A nap was necessary so I stopped my car on the roadside, locked all the windows and shut down my eyes . It was raining heavily so this was anyways the best possible choice right now.
A knock on the mirror woke me up and tbh it was just terrifying . A man , approximately 6 feet tall cuz he was bending enough to do that knock knock thing , i couldn't see his face , it was dark and not to mention he was wearing a complete black outfit. So it was him not my eyesight that I was unable to look properly.
He gestured for me to open the window . Is he dumb or what. Why would I do it that too for a stranger in the middle of the night.
But he was very adamant on his decision , he mumbled something, the voice of the rain droplets was much louder than his .
I asked him to speak again and this time he shouted "My car broke down , can you please help me "
"Do I look like a mechanic to you , go away " i replied in an annoying tone.
I don't like anyone ruining my sleep. Like seriously Teri car khraab hogyi isme Mai kya kru .
But the rain was accompanied by storm so I just opened the door for him to come inside . I took out the knife from my cabinet and pointed at him while he was sitting inside.
He held his hands up and said "I'm not criminal, calm down"
Something in his voice told me he's not . I'm always sure with my gut feeling.
"Ohhh well thanks " he said .
It was so dark even inside the car . His clothes were drenched and so were my seats now .
He has his face covered with a cap , it's not like I wanted to see him but anyways. It was his scent which was making me think all this or I'm just too drunk . I usually don't drink so the whisky catches me up soon .
We both were sitting in complete silence so I just turned on Spotify playlist on shuffle.
The heaviness in my heart was increasing with his presence. I looked at his direction and saw him leaned down on the seat with his head titled backwards. He had a sharp jawline, a nice face cut , large hands , I've never seen a man like him . My gaze went a bit lower when his voice cuts me off.
"You done staring?" Fuck
"No .. uhh I mean I was not staring " I've never been so nervous. I was gawking on him indeed .
