MG FF: ~||The Kidnap||~ Thread 2 Link - pg151 - Page 10

Prologue

A man was standing outside on the phone.

"Adi... Are you hundred percent sure that you didn't leave any clues behind?" he asked restlessly.

They could not at any cost be caught.

"Trust me Maan, no clues or any DNA was left behind," said Adi confidentially.

"And the old man is dumb enough to get fooled by the letter," said Adi.

Maan laughed.

"Yes... The old man is dumb!" Maan said in such a tone that anyone would be able to say that he despised the 'old man'.

They had left a letter in Geet's room.

"I'm going back to Geet Handa now," Maan said,

"She's probably trying to find some exit, not that it'll be an easy task."

"Yes... You really should check on her," said Adi with a little laugh,

"Be careful... the drug I used was extra powerful and she still managed to kick me hard, before becoming unconscious."

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Maan entered. He was wearing the same business clothes, that he was wearing when he first came in there when she was conscious. He saw Geet Handa, sitting and crying. Geet looked up to see who has come. Her eyes filled with hatred when she saw that he's the same guy that told her she'd been kidnapped. She picked up the closest item and threw it at Maan. Maan caught it.

"Nice aim..." said Maan.

"Too bad my catch was better," he added.

Geet shot him a look.

"Who are you?" she asked, more like demanded.

"You ask too many questions, I don't like it," he said as if he owned the world, rather owned her.

"Why have you kidnapped me?" she asked ignoring what he just said.

He ignored her, and took his laptop from his bag.

"He seems like a business man... Why would he kidnap me? It doesn't look like he needs money," Geet thought curiously, in her head.

"I want to go home!" she yelled.

"Leave," he said not even looking away from his laptop screen.

She didn't even bother trying to struggle with the door for the millionth time.

"Argghh!" she yelled in frustration.

His phone rang.

"Yes...Yes...Cancel all the meeting for the next week, I'll be working from home... Ya... Okay... Bye, and inform everyone that Adi is taking my place until I don't come back, not Sasha,"

Geet looked at him while he talked on the phone trying to figure thing out.

"One thing is for sure... He's rich and he didn't kidnap me for money. Maybe he's taking revenge from Dev, but Dev didn't have any enemies," Geet was trying to put things together.

A tear fell out of her eye remembering Dev. They were finally getting married, and then all this happened. everyone must be so worried about me.

"My dad won't spare you..." she said angrily.

"Does your dad even know you've been kidnapped?" Maan asked smirking.

"Obviously, you dumbass! He probably has detective's looking for you right now!" she said angrily.

Maan got up from his chair holding a paper in his hand. Geet stood up too. She was so used to living like a princess, that she forgot she's talking to a kidnapper, who is probably really dangerous.

He walked closer and Geet clumsily took few steps back. Maan shook his head and gave her the paper.

"Why don't you have a look at what you wrote before disappearing?" he said smirking.

He stared at how her eyes got wider and wider. Maan simply stared at her.

He hated that such a pure and beautiful girl was from that stupid Handa family.

"Who the hell is this Karan dude! I don't even know him!" she thought angrily.

"They will find out that I haven't left home!" she shouted.

"Actually... I think they are a bit too dumb," he said, chuckling.

"Don't you dare insult my family!" she said furiously.

Maan rolled his eyes.

"There is a bathroom over there," Maan said pointing in a direction, "And all your clothes are in two suitcases in the first room, you can go change."

"Don't try looking for a phone because there aren't any, don't try opening the window and yelling for help, because you won't be able to open it, and do not try to escape!" Maan warned.

"Stupid, Idiot!" she muttered before leaving.

Maan shot her a look.

"Who does she think she is? Some sort of princess? I'm the only boss here, and she better learn that! I need to show her, her place!" Maan thought in his head.

Geet entered the bathroom and changed. She looked at her wedding dress sadly. She opened the blinds of the window and looked outside. The area was completely deserted. She wondered how nobody lives in this huge building. She tried opening the window, but it wouldn't budge. It was big time stuck! She huffed and came out. Maan was talking to somebody on the phone.

"Maan Singh Khurana does not like to hear no!" he shouted on the phone.

"So that's what his name is!" she thought to herself.

He saw, she was back. He turned to her.

"Geet Handa... To your misfortune, I have to leave for some time, but when I come back I want this whole place to be cleaned up. That's your job," he said putting his coat on and ordering her as if she were his servant.

Geet glared at him furiously.

"Geet Handa does not clean!" she yelled as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Well now you do!" he said.

She nodded 'no'.

"Okay... Since you don't want to be a good girl and listen to me, I'm gonna have to stick with option two," he said with a tint of anger.

She looked at him confused and scared at the same time. He got some duct tape, and pulled her by her wrist. Before she could protest he stuck the duct tape on her mouth. He brought her wrists behind her back trying to put some type of metal handcuffs on her but, she kept struggling.

"Mmmhhhhmhhmmm!" she tried to talk but the tape wouldn't let her.

She kicked his legs that were behind her. She stepped on his foot as hard as she could. She tried to free her wrists. But, Maan was simply too strong.

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He left with the key to these firm hand-cuffs or whatever they are. Damn it! I can't even try yelling now, let alone breaking the window and calling for help! Why couldn't I just listen to him. I would have had a way better chance of escaping. Oww! My arms are aching! He just had to lock my arms behind my back, didn't he? Now what? I turned around to look at those hand-cuffish things. Oh my gosh! The idiot didn't tighten them enough! I could probably squeeze my hand out. For a whole fifteen minutes I was struggling to take one hand out. Finally! I took the tape off my mouth and sighed happily, satisfied with myself. Then I squeezed my other hand out of the other hand-cuffish thing. I flung those things away in anger. Darn, that hurt! I rubbed my wrists. I tried for such a long time to open the door. What the hell! What kind apartment locks from the outside? I tried breaking the door. But, obviously I'm not some muscle-man! Speaking of muscles, the kidnapper has quite a body... I gasped. Oh BabaJi! What am I thinking about? He's a kidnapper! And, I'm not supposed to think of any man besides Dev! My eyes wandered to the windows. I looked for a balcony. I saw the door to it. It was locked! D'oh! If the door to leaving the building is locked, obviously the balcony is locked! An idea clicked my head. I started my scavenger hunt, looking for a pen and paper. Wasn't too hard. After all, it was a normal apartment building. Except, it didn't have any phones, the windows didn't open, the doors locked from the outside, no way to leave the place or contact anyone! I quickly scribbled on the paper, Help Me! -Geet Handa. I went to the washroom window, which seemed the easiest to break. I looked to my side for something that could help me break or open the window, while I tried to open it.

"Mujhe dundh rahi ho?" a familiar angry voice asked.

When he came back from Khurana Constructions, he didn't find her where he had left her. He began to worry. Had she escaped? But, how? He quickly but quietly ran around the small apartment. He heard sound from the bathroom. He followed his ears. The door was open. He sneakily peeked in. There she was. Her hands were free. There was a slip of paper in her hands. She was trying her best to open the window. He could make out that the paper said 'Help Me! -Geet Handa' on it.

"Smart girl... But, how could she possible free herself? This girl cannot be trusted at all!" Maan thought in his head angrily.

He furrowed his eyebrows crossing his arms across his chest, walking forward to her. Her back was facing him, so she could not see him. She was looking for something to break the window with. Maan stood directly behind her.

"Mujhe dundh rahi ho?" he asked.

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Oh Shit! When did he come? I gasped and turned around. He was standing in front of me. He looked angry.

"W-w-woh... M-main bas a-aise hi..." I tried to think of something.

He grabbed my arm and pulled the paper out of my hand. I closed my eyes tightly.

"Help Me... Geet Handa," he read.

I looked at him frightened.

"No one will save you Geet," he said, adding on to my fears.

I tried to free my arm but he just pulled me closer. Oh no! What is he gonna do? His breath tickled my neck. I gulped. I tried once again to free my arm, but his grip just got tighter. I couldn't let him touch me! I wish Dev would come and take me away!

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