HIS LOST BELOVED

CHAPTER FORTY TWO :- The end of the Demon

Author's pov

Ashok's car stops in the middle of forest. He drags a sobbing Radhika out of the car, pulling her by her hair.

"No! Please!" She begs him to leave her.

"Tell me what did you tell Neitra? Tell me", his fingers dig into her jaw, crushing her badly.

Just then Neitra's car stops with a screech and she comes out in haste, surprising an angry Ashok.

"Leave her!" Neitra screams at him. "Leave her or it wouldn't be good for you."

"What the fuck is this bitch doing here?" He grits his teeth and pulls on Radhika's hair with even greater force.

She screams in pain.

Ashok pulls out a pocket knife in anger, short but sharp.

Now aiming at Neitra.

"You!" He spits. "What did she tell you? What are you both plotting?"

"She told me nothing alright", Neitra raises her hands and steps back. "Put the knife down!"

But as stubborn as Ashok could be. He  places the sharp end of the knife, at Radhika's neck, nearly splitting her skin.

"No!" Neitra screams.

Where as Radhika pales and it's just the tears that stream down her eyes. Tears of terror.

"Tell me!" He shouts again.

"I'll tell you!" Out of urgency Neitra blurts out. "I'll tell you.....just put the knife down."

She says slowly.

Ashok complies still choking Radhika's neck with his other hand.

"I'll tell you everything, just let Radhika leave."

Neitra's own heart palpitate. Adrenaline rushing into her nerves makes her more brave.

"Neitra no!" Radhika shakes her head, choking on Ashok's hand.

Slap after slap lands on her face, making her bleed through her nose and corner of her mouth.

"Leave her!" Neitra screams running towards her but Ashok's knife again had her stop on her path.

"Tell me or I'll kill her right here."

Radhika now has lost senses, her eyes nearly closing with the constant beatings of her husband.

"She gave me a pendrive okay. It has proofs against you. I have it. I'll give it to you. Just let her go!"

Neitra utters without a pause, stress evident in her tone.

"Give me that thing!" Ashok forwards his other hand that has a knife.

His one hand holds a nearly unconscious Radhika against the door of his posh car.

"Only if you'll let her go." Neitra says in a fine line.

"Give me that pendrive. Neitra." His nose flared in anger making his glasses go foggy.

"Take it!" Neitra hurriedly frees the pendrive from her saree and launches it towards Ashok.

"No! Please no!" Radhika, though in pain still managed to mumble.

The pendrive lands near Ashok's feet. And a dirty smile crosses his lips. His foot begins to crush the little thing till it's pieces seperate. 

"Why?" Radhika sobs at the sight of her hardwork going to waste.