The Millionaire Girl (Ongoing)

Chapter 3:

The alleyway was dark. Overshadowed by the 5:30 pm dusk light. Mimi was returning from her regular tuition classes. The board exams were approaching faster than her puberty. The alleyways would have scared any other girl with all the folklores that they were preached at home but not Mimi.

The alleyway would open to the Main Bazaar road after taking a u-pin turn at the corner of it. This was the regular route for her to return from her tuition classes. But today she was late as Piyali, her friend from the tuitions asked her to stay back for some chit-chat. Not everyday she felt this weird but today was different as she felt intimidated. She felt as someone was staring down her back. She strode down to catch up with the dusk before it retired into darkness of the night.

She was about to take the u-pin turn towards the Main Bazaar road, when she got pulled by a mighty force. It felt like she was passing out into a black hole. Such was the force that she was swept off her feet. She wanted to scream, but her voice got gagged by a hand. What was happening. Was she in the wrong hands. She instantly promised to never ever return through this route provided she gets out alive from here today.

Initially she struggled to wriggle out of the grip, but then she gave in to the force. She was unable to see anything as the darkness was making it impossible to view. She felt weak and helpless. Was she about to face a fate most girls feared about in their teenage. She felt a breath on the back of her neck. And instantly she could find grip around her waist tighten some more. The breath followed by a kiss. Mimi froze instantly. All the memories of her childhood, bad and good, started to play in front of her eyes. It felt like everything around her was shattering to pieces. Amongst all this adversities, her nostrils picked up something familiar. Davidoff Coolwater. The perfume the person wore on, was quite familiar.

She have had complimented on the fragrance couple of times earlier as well. She loved the lingering fragrance of this perfume. She was just about contemplating the perfume when instantly she was swung in a circular motion by the person and pinned against the wall. She now faced her molester. The streetlights were fired up by now, and streaks of light pierced the pitch dark alleyway and fell on the eyes of the person. Just the eyes. Those blue eyes looked so hypnotic. They stared down at her. Her mouth still gagged by the person. But she had  stopped struggling now as she felt weak. She knew these eyes and the cut mark over the right eyebrow was familiar, too familiar to her.

Was she seeing familiar things out of fear. As when the brain is attacked with fear we tend to have visions which try to give us some positivity. And she was experiencing exactly the same. Before she could register something, the attacker dug his lips into hers. She just closed her eyes and gave in to the act. The grab around her waist grew more tighter and also the kiss. She felt as if life was getting sucked out of her lips by the person. And after a prolonged passionate kiss came the words "You are beautiful Momo".

Smile broke out on her face. The perfume might be used by many and also the blue eyes with a cut mark over the eyebrow may also be replicated, but not the name. Only one person in the entire universe called her that. Momo. As she loved to eat momos. That was her nick name. She now knew the molester.

Everyone has a sinful fantasy in their life. This person had one as well. To surprise his girl in the most unexpected way. Siddhant Banerjee. Jordan she called him. As he was a rockstar. The teenage fantasies to date a guy who sings. She loved Ranbir Kapoor in the movie Rockstar and that's where that name came from.

The fear of getting molested was now replaced with love. She felt safe like never before. Siddhant was the man she believed more than anyone in this planet. She loved him more than anyone.

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