Bonded By Hate

Chap - 6 The Turmoil

Annika's heart started beating faster as if it would just come out of her chest. Mixed emotions were going on in her mind about how would Aman react to her sudden arrival.

The car finally stopped in front of Kapoor's empire. Annika stepped out of the car and proceeded towards the entrance.

Where is Mr Aman Kapoor? She asked on the reception.
Mam he is busy right now, plz wait. Said the receptionist
Although it was tough but Annika wait for about an hour.  After an hour the receptionist was not telling anything and
Annika was not able to wait anymore, she ran towards his cabin.
Mammm, plz wait mam you cant go like this, shouted the receptionist.

That was probably the most horrific scene Annika saw that day. Her legs started to shake up it felt as if she would just fall. Her breath stopped for a second and tears started rolling down from her eyes.
Aman was sitting on his Sofa and a girl barely dressed was sitting on his lap. They were just about to kiss when Annika suddenly opened the door.
Aman was baffled. He never ever expected Annika to be there. His hands froze and his mind stopped.
Aman : what are you doing here?
Annika : What is happening Aman? Who is she? What is she doing in your cabin asked Annika crying.
Aman : Answer me first? Who told you to come inside? Are you nuts? Have you lost your bloody mind Annika?
Annika : But Aman I came here to meet you. You told me you missed me right? You should be happy to see me na. Why are you shouting and what is this girl doing here!
Aman : I am not answerable to you. You understand just get out from here. He shouted to the top of his voice
Annika : Aman plz listen to me. I m sorrry I know I should not have come here like this . Plz dont shout okay. I love you.
Aman could not take it anymore. Love was not a word in his dictionary. He never loved Annika. It was just a fling for him. She was the most hot and attractive girl of the college and he wanted to have her for a night and thus he acted out all that affair game with her but to his surprise instead of being raised up in London she was a girl of Indian manners and culture. She never allowed him to even kiss her. All she said  that she would cross that line after marriage. Aman knew she was not his types. Her caring, her love, her protection her affection started irritating him and when his dad called him back to India he never missed her ever from that day. For the two years he just talked with her on phone and that too rarely. He still had hope that one day he could  screw her up but he never expected that she would come to India. Today when he saw her he could not control his anger anymore. He never loved her it was always lust.
Aman : Love? Huh i cant believe that you are such a fool Miss innocent. I never loved you Miss london return. I always wanted  you for one god dam night but i was a fool. You dont even deserve me for a night too because i cant tolerate this over sweet love syrup of yours anymore. You know what you irritate me to bits. Just get away from here.
Annika could not believe her ears. Was she actually alive to listen all this from the person she loved genuinely? Was he the same person she loved? Was she actually a fool to love someone so cheap and stone hearted?
She could not think of anything all she did was slap Aman hard on his face and ran out of that suffocated room.

Oberoi Empire
Rajesh called Mr Mohit Kapoor for a meeting. Mr Mohit Kapoor hated Shivay for reasons unknown to Shivay. He never wanted Shivay to get any success in business and thus even he got irritated about the fact that Shivay would be taking over the half shares of Oberois Empire.
What is wrong with you Rajesh? You told me that Shivay would never get back his shares? What the hell happened then?
Stop getting hyper Mohit. Shakti was much more smarter than I thought him to be. He already made a will when he was alive according to which when his elder son would turn 28 all the funds and shares of the Oberois would get transferred on his name and if by chance anything happened to him Rudra would be the shareholder. I have no choice but to give him his share but dont you worry. We can still do something.
Mohit : what do you mean?
Mohit you remember Shivay's parents got killed and he is madly in search of the person who killed his parents.
Mohit : how does that connects to this Rajesh.
Rajesh : I met Aman a month ago and he told me about one of his girlfriends from abroad. He told me that he is fed up with her because she is  a typical Indian mentality girl who loves Aman to bits. Aman told me about her sad past and her family.
Mohit : So!
Rajesh : You know what? That girl is the daughter of  Saxena. Saxena was the only man who saw how I killed Shivay's parents. That day my heart got all the satisfaction that it needed. Everything was fine untill Saxena saw me. I remember how he yelled about telling all that to  police but pity him I took his life too. Now that he is no more we can use her daughter for our own good.
Mohit : I know all this Rajesh , tell me  how can we use his daughter now?
Rajesh : I have already shown her picture to Shivay accusing her to be the daughter of his parents murderers and luckily she is Bhavya's best frnd. She would be coming to the engagement and i would make sure that Shivay gets to see her. Rest is quite obvious
Mohit : Oh my god Rajesh this is a master stroke. You are great I must say.
Rajesh : I wont let Shivay take away all that I have earned from my blood and sweat. I hate him.
And they both Laughed out loud.

What an Irony that both Annika and Shivay were being deceived by those whom they loved and respected the most. Shivay saw Rajesh as his father he didnt knew that his own uncle killed his parents.
Annika saw Aman as the only hope of her life after Om. He was like the last drop of water to some immensely thirsty man in her life.
What a pity on both of them. Nature was again playing with them.

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