Stoic, handsome and ruthless businessman, Siddharth Chauhan has been cursed with a past he cannot escape.
"Sell the lake house and marry within 2 years" A single clause threatens everything he has worked hard to achieve. What will he do when he is...
Its 6 am when I wake up. My door is ajar. A tendril of fear creeps through me. I look around my surroundings to realise that I am not in my house anymore.
I exhale the breath I was holding. I had forgotten to lock the door. It must have been the wind. Its still early so I decide to freshen up before going downstairs. There is a weird nervousness. I didn't feel like this before.
Everything feels so real. I really am far away from that monster.
I unpack my bag and head to the bathroom after locking my door.
I come out dressed in my pink kurti
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As I go downstairs, I am greeted by the back of a man I don't recognise. My heart rate picks up, fear slowly making its way to my heart.
He turns at the sound of my footsteps. Instantly I recognise him from the pictures I'd seen on google. His brother.
His eyes widen looking at me.
I greet him with namaste.
He looks up and down at me before greeting me.
He has the same cold and terrifying aura as his brother. Even more so.
I give him a small smile.
"You are Annika. Aren't you?" he asks in a nonchalant voice
"Yes." I say
"I'm Shaym. Siddharth's brother." he says standing up from the stool he was sitting on
"Yes. I'm aware." I say
"Di..did you see your brother?" I ask
"He should be back from his run now. Come on take a seat." he says motioning toward the stool in front of him
"Yes." I say as I sit down
He walks around me into the kitchen.
"What do you want?..... Tea or coffee." he says when I look at him confused
"Coffee please. Thank you." I say turning my self toward him
*ahem*"I don't know a better way to ask this. I don't mean to come off rude but why did you agree to the contract." he asks looking down
"Umm.. for my sister. She needed the money for her to be able to get married. She wanted to die.. and I couldn't-" My voice gets stuck in my throat
There is a hand on my shoulder. I look up to find Shaym in front of me with a look of pity written all over his face.
"I'm sorry about it." he says
"No its....its okay" I say
He gives me a small smile before going back to the counter and bringing two mugs of coffee.
