Will Die In Love

Chapter 62

Before Paro could find a place to hide she felt the cold tip of the gun pressed against her back. 

“ Hands up. Or I’ll kill you.” The unknown man hissed near her. Her heart thumped in fear. Wasn't it ironic that just a night before, she wanted to kill herself, and now someone was threatening to kill her? She wasn't afraid of dying but she couldn't die now. She had to save Pritha. Suddenly, the man held her hands in a bone-crushing grip and turned her around. The gun was now placed on her temple. The man looked surprised for a moment before shouting, 

“ Boss! Look who is here”. A sinister smile made it to his lips. 

Without wasting a moment, the man grabbed her hands and dragged her into the room. Paro struggled, but the man was too strong. She was thrown to the floor. A pain shot through her knees. Clenching her teeth Paro looked up. Pritha was on the floor, a cloth stuffed into her mouth to keep her from screaming. Tears streamed down her face. 

Paro stood up within a second, horrified. 

“ Pritha, Pritha!” She screamed in agony. Seeing the little girl like that broke her heart. 

“ Why did you take her here? Let her go.” She ran towards her, in an attempt to get her freed. 

“ Oh, What a pleasant surprise! Welcome! Welcome to my territory!” a cold mocking voice made her stop at her place. She was so engrossed in Pritha that she didn't even realize three more men were standing in the room. 

One of them took slow steps towards her while his gaze fixed on her. His sinister eyes, broad stature, and cunning smile_ everything was screaming danger. He must be the boss. Paro realized he would be the same age as Abhi. 

"Who are you? What do you want? Set her free, you bastard! Let her go.” Paro shouted, trying to reach Pritha.

She breathed hard and stopped at her place as she stood face-to-face with that man. He towered over her, his presence menacing and cold. Paro suddenly remembered what he just said. Did he know her? She could feel his eyes scanning her, taking in her defiance. She took a step back unknowingly as his gaze made her extremely uncomfortable, but she refused to back down. Not now. Not with Pritha’s life on the line.

Without wasting a second she ran towards Pritha and tried to remove her ties. But soon she felt a sharp pain running through her scalp as the man pulled her hair in a vicious grip. Her face cringed at the shooting pain. 

“ Hold on, hold on girl! Not so soon. She is here for a reason though. Hmm?” His tone sounded so gentle along with his blank stare yet her burning scalp proved his intention to be just the opposite. Paro understood for some reason he wasn't any ordinary kidnapper but a devil. 

Her eyes darted to Pritha, lying on the floor, her small body trembling. The cloth in Pritha’s mouth muffled her sobs, and tears streamed down her cheeks. Paro’s heart twisted at the sight. She felt like she was failing her, but she couldn’t let that man see her fear. Ignoring her pain she spoke with rage, “ She is just a kid, you monster! Leave her. You don't know her family. They won't spare you. Let her go!” 

Paro demanded, trying to keep her voice steady. 

And letting her hair go, the man laughed. A loud, chilling sound echoed through the room. 

“Oh trust me! No one knows her family better than Victor.  We share such a great bond. After all, that's the reason why she is here today! So many old issues are long overdue. Those fucking Malhotra's have to pay at least a little for what they owe. And this time I won't lose. This time Victor will win but not before making those fucking bastards beg in front of me, ” He screamed with unmatched fury and hatred.