Richas pov:
Striding confidently I bent down to his level and met his gaze. " Mr Sam Adams this is hardly professional." I said whispering seductively in his ear. I stood up to my full height and started to walk away. When suddenly Sam being the same old idiot tugged at my hand and pulled me to him. My back was facing his front and I could smell his cologne due to the close proximity. But one thing I noticed was that I didnt feel the butterflies or knots in my stomach which I felt on Richard's touch.
" Why don't we enjoy tonight? Before I have to send you away to Richard? " he said and kissed the side of my shoulder.
The feminist in me wanted to break hell loose due to the disgusting feeling his kisses where sending me. So, before he could continue his gross task I turned around in his arms with a charming smile. My mind was already forming ideas and my inner self was jumping with enthusiasm at the anticipation of what I was going to do. Sam looked down at me with eyes full of lust, no emotion at all. So I gladly did what he deserved. With one swift movement I put my one leg behind his and pulled him to me and then left him to fall on the ground. The thud that sounded was very satisfying. Finally I used my skills and it brought a sense of immense contentment. With eyes of full of anger he got up and pulled my hair. I didn't even flinch, he was predictable.
" Oh you don't baby. Concentrate on getting your parents safe rather than putting me down ". He said
" The document has already been packed with your stuff. You will be sent to Richard tomorrow. " he said and left my hair harshly making me loose my balance a little.
He left almost instantly leaving me there to absorb and ponder over his words.
When I was back in my room I Couldn't sleep one bit. My thoughts were all over me. I tried to meditate and it helped me calm down. Then I tried to formulate a decent plan as to how to get the papers signed by Richard.
Oh the papers! I remembered. I walked to my suitcase to take a good look at them.
After about 20 minutes of reading it. I was convinced that Sam is the biggest asshole on the face of this earth. I was thankful he left me. Who wanted to live with a heartless, greedy for money idiot, their entire life?
I walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water but something caught my attention. The door to the computer room was left ajar. With light footsteps I walked till there and peeped in. The room was empty except the occasional snoring of the man sitting opposite one of the computers. I quickly looked around to see if the way was clear. Once satisfied, I walked in and tapped a necessary nerve on the man's neck. He immediately became unconscious even in his sleep. His head fell to the side indicating he would be in deep slumber uptill morning now. Smiling at my achievement I got to work. Lets just say, not everyone knew everything about me.I had done masters in hacking without my parents knowledge. Thus no one, not even my close friends knew about it. Plus it wasn't mentioned in my resume or Cv ever.
I tapped a few keys here and there to understand the software and the system. Once I got a hang of it,I quickly zoomed on the camera showing live recording of my parents and Rahul.
My parents were in their room sleeping. While Rahul was guarding them on the opposite window like a cheetah . I closed the software and started running the voice modulator application on the computer. I searched the half-dead man's pockets and luckily found a phone. I quickly made the necessary settings to make the call untraceable.
I found Rahuls number on his phone and called him. My luck was supporting me and I was thankful for it.
I dialed his number and connected the phone to the computer.
After a few rings I heard someone on the other line.
"Yes?" he said
" Rahul listen to me" I said authoratively.
He would hear Sams voice while I spoke.
" What is so important this hour?" he snapped
" Don't snap at me and listen carefully. I have and important task for you. Leave Richa's parents and fly away first thing tomorrow morning. Go and hide in some place and change your number. I will contact you in some.days time. And don't worry about the number I.will find it. You by any means will nlt contact me". I said and hung up.
That went well. Now part 2.
Logging into the software again I changed the settings in a way that Sam would see the same image with lityle changes for a few hours. It would take at least a whole day for these people to figure out what went wrong and 2-3 days to get it fixed. Once my work was done I took tge phone again and called the one number I always remembered. I called up my cousin living a few blocks away from my house.
" hellooo" he said sleepily. Oops! I forgot it might be early morning there.
"Bro, its me Richa. " I said.
" Richa? Where the hell have you beeb all these months. We had be frantically searching for you till the police said you must be dead. "he said worriedly.
I felt a pang of guilt in my chest but continued.
"I will tell you everything once I get back in a few months. For now go to Mom and Dad and take them to our ancestral home. Make sure you don't inform snyone of your whereabouts and please stay with them there until I get back or call."
I cut the call and deleted every trace of the number.
Placing the phone back in his pocket I walked out like nothing ever happened.Richard's Pov:
I was sitting in my office staring at nothing in particular. These past days have been a mess. I couldn't concentrate on anything. My thoughts would keep drifting back to Richa and I felt like a jerk.I hadn't even as much as faked an act of searching for her to make feel that I cared. When in reality I loved her but fate had some other plans in mind. To make matters even worse my Father had to show up today morning. He demanded to get the property immediately and said that he would last without seeing his mothers remininants. That was a her memorial for him. I missed my mother too. Moreover he even made it clear that once the work is done I should make sure necessary arrangements are made for Richa. Well, usually in his case "necessary arrangements " meant wiping her off tge face of the earth. I could make her gate me but not kill her. I would do everything in my favour to protect her.
The phone rang, breaking my line of thoughts.
" hello" I snapped
"Richard, I have important information. There's so much more to Samaira's story than we thought. All these years she kept her distance to keep you safe. Sam had threatened to kill you and even showed up with a gun."Dante said as briefly as he could.
"ohh " was all my mouth could speak. Some how this new found information did not affect me with the intensity that I thought it would. I felt numb.
"Richard I know its alot to observe. I will explain everything later. Just know shes safe for now." he said.
"How is Richa? " I asked.
"Sam is sending her tomorrow. They had some date yesterday and we could put tabs on what happened between them. But hell she looked like a seductress on a mission last night. Ok I got to go text you later."
Date?seductress on mission? What the freaking hell. If Sam as much as laid even a finger on my Richa all hell would break loose.
Calm down it's part of you plan stop being so attached to her.
I nodded to myself knowing the closer I got to Richa the more danger would she be in.
Grudgingly I got up and started packing for home.
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