Samiksha's POV
I opened my eyes and quickly closed it, the light in the room was so bright.
Who is trying to make me go blind?
I could hear footsteps and people talking, my head is pounding so hard and I open my eyes again, i let my eyes get used to the light, and I try to recall where I am.
Then i remembered.
Oh God! I have been kidnapped.
I screamed, but my throat hurts badly, all the yelling i did last night made my throat sore.
Wait! What time is it!?
How long have I been gone!?
Two days, Three days?
All this questions kept on repeating in my mind, i examined my body, i was tied to a chair, my hands and upper body are tied to the chair.
"somebody help me!" i managed to scream out making my throat hurt.
"what do you want from me?" i said again, this time already crying.
"please let me go, my family will be searching for me, please" i said.
I heard footsteps approaching me, and I saw the three men who had kidnapped me earlier, they laughed at me.
"punit, have a look at her, isn't she beautiful? I hope boss let us have fun with her" one of the kidnappers said to the others and they all agreed with him.
So disgusting! i feel disgusted right now and I try to pull my dress down, but the dress keeps on jumping back to its original position, making the three men laugh at me.
"what are you fools laughing at and where is she, my prisoner?" i heard a voice a distance.
Really? So i am now a prisoner.
I heard footsteps from the hallway, curiosity was getting the better of me because I was struggling to see who kidnapped me, or no, held me as a 'prisoner'.
"Hello samiksha" i heard someone call me, from what I can tell the voice sounded like a lady's own, i started thinking of who it could be, who hated me in college? My brain could not think of anything, i was loved by everyone, so who can this person be?
This mysterious woman was still standing in the dark hallway."I'm sure you must be thinking of who I am, don't stress your tiny brain anymore, i am stepping into the light now" she said and came out of the dark.
"Bella??" i gasped, and emotions were running around in me, anger, hatred and frustration, pushing aside the fear that had earlier over throned me.
"so you think you can get away after snatching my husband from me?" she asked.
"and you think you can get away with kidnapping me? I asked.
"hmn feisty! But sweetheart, your sudden courage can not save you, you have to help me get married again to my karan" she said grabbing my face in her hand.
"Never" i said.
"Sweetheart, if you don't agree, karan will, because he can't bare to see his loved ones in pain, and you are his one true love and he will give his life for yours. And if hesitate and still decide not to agree with me, i can then hurt your darling karan" she said.
"you are such a...."
"manipulative bitch? I know, so tell me now, do you agree or not? She said.
"I agree"
Namaste everyone. Another update after a long period of time, I'm sorry that I just zoned off like that, but I had some personal issues. my friend has been the one managing my account, but now I'm back.
Sorry for the short chapter, but dialogues are really hard to form, i salute script writers and professional writers.
Bella kidnapped samiksha,😱 shocker hai na?
Will karan save samiksha or will samiksha save herself?
Find out in the next update.
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