Behind The Mask : A Delusion

Chapter 2 Quest Begins...

Recap:

Mr. Murthy who was a scientist had been shot two years ago. Two years later, Nandini has an emotional breakdown at night and intends to know the actual cause of her father's death. She wakes up the next morning only to cross paths with her friends, Navya, Shahid and Aryaman. Navya and Nandini drove back to home after their day out, but to their dismay their car broke down. Navya left to fetch a mechanic but Nandini stayed back only to witness a murder. Caught by her stares, she had been chased by the killer and as a result got herself into a ruthless kiss followed by his threats to zip her mouth about the recent happening. He vanished the next moment whilst she strode back only to get an ID named "Manik Malhotra". Next day, she found out the dead one to be Mr. Malik but was baffled to know that he was declared dead due to illness by media reports. She tried to file a case against the murderer but she was shunt away. Her endless efforts were futile. Fine day, she found herself hanging out with her friends, few minutes and she was down the hallway walking but slipped on her way to get caught by someone.

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16th April 2016, MUMBAI

I started heading towards the washroom when I suddenly stumbled on carpet losing my balance, I was ready to kiss the ground but to my fortune I didn't as I sensed a pair of arms holding me tightly. I heaved a sigh of relief  while muttering THANKS to the person. I tucked my hair behind my ear and looked at the person who held me; next moment, I was stunned to see HIM. There he was the MANIK MALHOTRA, I was completely flabbergasted and was numb to react for this unforeseen encounter.

Every single moment of that night was just roving in my mind and made me go through the fear again. The vulnerability I had experienced in the next few days after that night just amplified my anger for him. Our eyes paired and the clenching of his jawline made me break our gaze. I tried to get out of his grip but before I could do anything he just pulled me up and dragged me towards washroom. He banged the door behind bolting the lock. I tried to shout but before I could utter a single word, he placed his hands on my mouth and pinned me to the wall pushing his well-sculpted body harshly against mine.

I gawked at him with furious eyes that had hatred for him, but being the heartless person, he just smirked and uttered in his deep voice "Hello beautiful... Didn't I tell you not to come in my way??" He pressed my body more and his one hand tightly clutched my hands and I started to feel pain. I tried to resist him and my hatred for him helped me to atleast wriggle in his grip. He tried to torture me further, but before he could do something more, I bite his palm hard and he immediately move his hand from my mouth and shrieked while looking at me with utter annoyance. The slight discomfort to him made me a bit confident.

My eyes were spitting fire and I shouted while trying hard to come out of his tight grip "Leave me. You jerk. What do you think you will get off the hook?? No, you won't. I will find out your truth." He held my both hands sideways and smirked evilly and I rolled my eyes away. He loosened his grip over my body and leaned forward although his grip on my hands was still tight so that I was under his control.

He nuzzled his nose in the crook of my neck roughly and then bought his lips to work. He traced his lips against my skin and I could feel his hot breath fanning over my sensitive spot. I trembled and didn't know why my body reacted that way inspite of hating him. Sparks flew between us and my body was on fire even knowing the fact I hated it. He lingered his lips on my earlobe and bit it harshly and I screeched with pain and he soothed it with his tongue. He then whispered near my ear "Best of Luck... Baby."

Before I could calm my breath and react he left my hands instantly and moved away. I muttered thousands of abuses under my breath while he strolled towards the door. He stopped abruptly and turned back, he had mischievous glint in his eyes before he lay out his words, " Your cheeks are red, and I like it... " I glared at him and he continued "Well forget that, isn't it a sad news that Mr. Malik died of illness... what a great man he was!!! May his soul rest in peace."