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CHAPTER 8

*MEERA'S POINT OF VIEW*

I ran as fast as I could and when I reached my room I grabbed the door knob with shaking hands and when I entered my room I slammed the door close and leaned against it. Until I reached my room tears were streaming down my cheeks and I sat their leaning against the door and all those memories came back to me rapidly and suddenly a black spot appeared infront of my eyes.....

     I was standing in line for the club  "Martiz" . I was wearing a short black dress that reached my midthighs. It was my birthday. Suddenly a arm wrapped around my waist and I knew who it was? Yeah that was my boyfriend Ankush and I leaned further on his shoulder. We were waiting in the line for almost an hour now and my high heels were not making it easy for me.
   Three months ago,Ankush asked me What I wanted for my birthday? So I asked him to take me to this club. And then we have booked a room in a nice hotel and we were going to loose our virginity to each other , I was dozed out of my thoughts by sudden tapping on my shoulder.

   I looked up to see a man standing across me with a smile on his face. Then he put forward his hand for me to shake. I shook his hand ."Hi , James" he introduced himself.

"Umm...hi , Meera" I greeted back nervously.

"Hey pretty,I can get you in if you want, saves you waiting here” he offered, smiling.looked back at Ankush, who was frowning angrily and glaring at my hand that the guy still held.

“Yeah? That’d be great!” I chirped happily, trying not to jump up and down on the spot from excitement.

James laughed. “Come on then, Meera.” He nodded to one of the people that he was with, and they immediately unclipped the rope so I could step out of the line.

I reached back and grabbed Ankush’s hand, grinning ecstatically.

“Er, baby doll, your boy’s not invited,”

“What? I thought you said you could get us in.” I asked confused.

He finally let go of my hand and stepped back. “I said I could get you in. We don’t need any audience.” He jerked his chin towards Ankush as his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.

I frowned angrily. What a jerk!“Right, well no thanks, I’m with my boyfriend. I thought you meant both of us. Sorry.” I glared at Smith.

Smith shrugged. “Yeah fine. Maybe you’ll save me a dance.” He smirked at me before he turned and walked straight into the club.

After about another half an hour, we were finally ushered through into the club with no problems. The doorman barely even glanced at our IDs. Once we were through the door, I jumped up and down, squealing excitedly.

“This is awesome!” I cried, grabbing his hand and immediately pulling him to the dance floor.We had a quick drink and then went straight back to dancing, losing ourselves in the rhythm of the loud music. He had one hand on my backside the whole time, making me feel hot and bothered.

We’d only been inside for an hour, but I was ready to leave. The club was fantastic but what I really wanted was what we planned for after – my night with him.

“Shall we leave?” I asked, running my hands down his chest. He grinned at me and nodded eagerly.

As we got near the stairs that led down to the front lobby, the guy that I spoke to in the line outside, Smith , stepped out and held his hand in front of us to stop.

“Hi, Baby doll. How about that dance?” he asked, looking me over slowly.

“No thanks, we’re leaving,” I declined confidently.

“Oh, I don’t think you can leave this soon.” He smiled and took my hand, yanking me forwards, away from Ankush . My mouth popped open in shock.

“Get your fucking hands off her!” Ankush growled menacingly, stepping forward. I looked back at him with wide eyes,wondering if there was going to be some kind of fight. Before I could even comprehend what had happened, someone grabbed him from behind, holding his arms behind his back securely.

I struggled to get out of Smith’s hold, ripping my hand from his. “Get the hell off me! Let him go! I don’t want to dance with you; I’m leaving with my boyfriend!” I cried angrily.

Smith looked at Ankush wickedly and then turned towards him and punched hard in his stomach Panic rushed through my system at the thought of this guy hurting Ankush. I couldn’t let that happen. I wouldn’t.My heart was beating so fast that I thought I would pass out.

“It’s alright. One dance, I don’t mind,” I lied, forcing a small smile.

Smith laughed and grabbed my hand,pulling me towards the dance floor. He pulled me into his chest, wrapping his arms around me tightly, his face inches from mine. I felt sick; my skin was crawling. I turned my face away, refusing to look at him.One of his hands slipped down to my ass, the other onto my thigh. I closed my eyes and willed the song to be over; my body was shaking in anger and fear. I just prayed they weren’t hurting Ankush while I wasn’t there.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, the song finished. I put my hands on his chest and pushed as hard as I could, but he didn’t let go, he just held me tighter, laughing.

“You know, you’re so beautiful, baby doll” he breathed in my ear.

“Please, you said one dance, please,” I begged, trying to squirm out of his hold.

“I’ve changed my mind. One’s not enough,” he purred, kissing my neck.

I gasped and pushed him again, panic washing over me as I squirmed, trying to get some distance between us. This time he dug his fingers into my sides roughly. Pain shot through me, making me cry out, but no one could hear because the music was still thumping around us.

“Please! Why are you doing this?” I cried, tears falling down my face.

He ran his tongue up my face, licking my tears away. “Mmm,” he breathed; it was almost a moan of appreciation. He slipped his hand under my dress and rubbed his fingers against my panties.

Immediately I clamped my legs together to try and stop his touch. “No! Please let me go. Ankush!” I screamed, thrashing, trying desperately to get out of his hold. No one even batted an eyelid at us.

“Fine, let’s go find your precious Ankush,” he sneered, pushing me roughly towards the stairs.

No I know it's just a dream this is not real. All this happened a long time ago. I need to wake up, I need to wake up. I can't watch any further. I just can't....

I jerked awake. I was still leaning against my room's door. I kept reminding myself that was not real , it was just a dream and I'm safe now. I usually have nightmares.That's something I forgot to mention earlier.

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Hey guys!! Sorry this chapter turned out to be quite long . It just got carried with😅. I hope you guys would like a hint of Meera's past.
Thank you!!