Her Darkest Obsession

Chapter 21 - His Hell

~ I had to go to heaven to find a devil ~

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~ Siya ~

What was the start of the room, what was the end, I don't know because this room was dark just like when we close our eyes or crack a dark joke. This room's scent was quite recognizable for me but was still lagging to find the exact person. The scene which I witnessed some minutes or hours ago was quite horrible maybe it was a dream. I didn't know the time so I said minutes or hours.

I never knew what this feeling was called but all I want was to get rid of this feeling, this room and this dream, which I hoped so. The same person's face came in front of me whenever I closed my eyes or remembered someone. He is a brutal murderer, he's a devil in my story, he's a chaos in my life. And today I wished, I never came to India and this would never happen but no one can change our destiny. Destiny is something we could never change but still adjust with it in the most easy ways but what if there are no easy ways ??

I never imagined a big rock would stand in front of me and I would realise this too late. I hoped to see the sun again.

Being immersed with my thoughts I didn't realise that the door was opening with someone outside but came into reality by listening to the ongoing voice of the gate. The door revealed a big person and I gradually recognised him. The devil in my story !!! Yuvaan Birla. His shoes made an echo in the room whenever he took a step closer.

Now when he was completely visible to me, he ordered some house keepers and they reached with a bowl of hot soup and then they kept it on the table present beside the bed.

My eyes still showed the same anger and frustration and zero percent of any softness.

He came closer to me and sat beside me, of course I tried to move away from him by going on the other side of the bed but then I realised my hands were tied and I couldn't move even an inch. He was very close to me ! I don't know what he wants, what is his hunger, what is his wish ?

" Eat this soup ." He gradually said in his deep husky voice but that doesn't matter, the thing that mattered was why is he doing this ? Why is he offering me soup ? Why isn't he letting me go ?

I was hungry at the very moment but my ego was not leaving me. This was my favourite dish - soup and that too Manchow soup ! How does he know about my favourites or is this a coincidence ?

I denied him and I was looking on the other side to avoid him only for me to feel his hands on my waist and make me eat this with the other hand. His expressions haven't changed till now.

I ate some part of the soup which was in my mouth but suddenly eating it led to a cough and some of the soup was spilled on the floor from my mouth.

He looked directly into my eyes, his eyes could melt gold. He thought that I've done this intentionally cuz his expressions were saying this. His expressions were so formal which confused me.

" Are you eating this or not ." He spoke.

" Just let me go.... ." I shouted, my voice echoed in the room.

Following my sentence he gave the bowl of soup back to the house makers and they left closing the door behind him. Now I feel scared because there's nothing I can do to protect myself. I don't have any knives, I don't have any guns. He's so unpredictable, I was lagging to find what are his actions for ?