The Lifelong Death

5|| Off to India

"What is the point of feeding me when your boss wants to kill me?", I asked.

I could see the two shocked.

"How do you know?", they asked.

{ ALIZEH'S POV }

"I... I umm... well I just thought so, why would someone that has such a big house with servants kidnap for money, he probably wants to kill me", I made up an excuse.

"You're right! I didn't kidnap you for money, I kidnapped you for personal issues, now enjoy your last few days of life!", a guy ,who I think is the one that kidnapped me and is the boss, said as he entered from behind.

I couldn't see his face since the room was really dark.

"Why do you want to kill me? What did I ever do to you?", I said confidently.

He came forward, I still couldn't see him.

He kicked my chair while I was still tied to it. I screamed as I fell down with the chair on top of me. It hit my head and blood started coming out.

"Ouch!", I said , "Please don't do this! I have never done any wrong to anyone!"

"Stop talking or I will kill you!", he shouted.

Why was he after me? There was no bright side to this, I was to be killed. How do I escape from this place?

He left shutting the door with a bam!

I started crying, am I ever gonna see my family again? I can die today or tomorrow, it is fixed by this cruel man! I cried myself to sleep.

Light peaked through the small window in this dark depressing room letting me know it is morning.

Two men entered. Oh God, are they here to...? They untied my hands from the chair and took me outside the room. I tried my best to escape but I failed.

They took me to a big field that seemed like the front yard of the villa. There was an airplane, probably a private jet. They took me into it.

Oh my Allah! Are they taking me outside of Dubai? What for? It's gonna be impossible to escape now. Allah please protect me!

{ AMIR'S POV }

I took that girl- Alizeh, I found out her name from the news, to Lucknow, India. It would be impossible for them to ever find my location out now.

I had a mansion in Lucknow. I was like the king here. Alizeh was kept in the store room.
Today, was the last day of Alizeh. After that, I will send her body to my favourite person: Haroon Malik (Note the sarcasm). I want to see his face all sad, I want to see him ruined!

I can be kind enough to let her live till 12am. Then, I will kill her, with my own hands in the same way Haroon killed my father.

I can already smell victory.

{ ALIZEH'S POV }

I was taken to a small room, less dark than the one back in Dubai. Speaking of Dubai, I am not in Dubai anymore, I am in some foreign country I have no idea about.

I heard some voices of people talking,I tried to listen in order to find out what language was being spoken.

"Yeh kaun larki hain jo sir ne utha ke laya?", one said.

Translation: Who is this girl sir brought here?

"Pata nahi, lekin bohat khoobsurat hain... agar sir nahi hota, toh main toh bilkul uspe toot parta", another replied.

Translation: I don't know but she is really pretty. If sir wasn't here, I would literally get myself laid.

I realized it was hindi and I understood as I spoke urdu too, did that mean I was in India?

Oh My God! These people are so narrow minded, I can get raped here! One of them wanted to get laid, Oh God!

Does whoever that wants to kill me, torture me first?

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