Obsession or Love ? [Completed]

💎Chapter 17💎

😂😂😂1st time writing something after being reported.

Two months passed. Again there was an environment of fear in Mumbai. Rakshit was on his cruelest verge. He was a cruel, remorseless incarnation of devil or say he was the devil himself. It had been weeks that Drishti was let out free. She was locked in her home which guarded by guards equipped with guns and ammunitions. Every day Rakshit killed someone. She could see the news also on tv. Rakshit didn't like her to watch the news but she did it.

One day Drishti was sitting in her room silently sobbing when someone came. "I am here Drishti. Won't you welcome me" it was Rakshit. Yes he! Drishti grew scared as his hands were soaked in blood. He ordered his men to take that gun away and leave them alone. He then washed his hands, went and sat beside Drishti. She was on her bed and she held her legs tightly closer to her chest shaking in fear. He sat near her and forwarded his hand to caress her hair when she shrugged away hiding herself in the blanket.

"Remove the blanket sweety or consequenses may be bad as usual." He said smirking. How could he! In these two months whenever Drishti neglected doing anything he said he would kill someone in front of her eyes.

She slowly removed the blanket and sat normally. But jer body continued to be racked with silent sobs. He lifted her face and slowly tucked her hair strand behind her ear. He was looking at her lovingly as if he was enchanted by her. She was as honey to his soul, a purity to his bloody hands. He came and sat adjacent to her and pulled her on his lap. She placed her hands on his chest still stiffening her shoulders.

He caressed her hair and made her head rest on his chest. He caressed her hairs, rubbed her back and kissed her forehead. Though he showed all the symptoms of tenderness and love, he was still a gangster. She had loved him but now she feared him. He could feel her shrinking against him. He placed her on the bed and got over her caressing her hair. "Don't be afraid my timid lamb. I won't say anything to you. You are my life. You are mine and only mine." Slowly he went closer to her ear which sent chills down her spine. "And if anyone dared to look at you like that Gaurav....he will face the same consequences." He said scaring her even more. Gaurav was his goon only who used to stare at Drishti usually. Rakshit noticed it and shot him in his eyes. So he died.

She was sweating hard. Partly due to fear and partly due to his closeness. He kissed her forehead and caressed her hair and cheeks till she slept. It was true that he cared for her as a child. It was true that loved her extremely. It was true that he wanted her to smile. But everything wasn't so easy. It was not easy for him to change. The path he was following didn't lead back. He needed a hand to take him from darkness to light. Drishti was that hand. But that helping hand was even more afraid. Timid as a lamb, innocent as a sheep, cute as a puppy. But someday it had to happen. It was destined to be.