MN - Trapped in MAGIC. - Page 17

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6. The fear wears out:

Sitting on the dining table, she was fiddling with the spoon, when she grasped it tightly hearing his footfalls near the table.

"is it alright?, you need salt?", he asked pulling a chair for himself, and nupur plainly shook her head in a no.

He sat down and started sipping his soup, stealing frequent glances at her. She had stone eyes, which were fixed in the bowl and her hands were softly leading the spoon from the bowl to her mouth.

"You want more?":, he asked, seeing her bowl getting empty.

"No", she murmured, and cuddled to herself on the chair.

"okay, by the way I ordered for your wardrobe from a boutique, so the people will be coming soon, you can tell them whatever you want and then they'll bring", he said normally, and nupur raised her eyes, shock evident, but hatred taking over she decided to stay mum.

Mayank was about to talk to her about that shock, but his cell phone ring interrupted and the name flashing made him scowl.

He rushed out of the lounge,

"yes joseph", he asked stiff.

"how is it going mayank?," he squirmed and mayank was sure that he wouldn't have been able to speak again if he was within his reach now.

"shut the hell up and speak why did u call?', he replied furiously and the heard a mean laugh from his side.

"ooopps!!, seems I disturbed, hun?", he was laughing even more and every giggle of his was making his blood boil, "when did she wake up?", he asked again and mayank closed his eyes to control his rage.

"Joseph, if you want to stay alive then dare you say all this again", saying this he disconnected the phone and took a deep breath.

He'll never let any of those animals from his world come near nupur. Never.

Vowing to himself, he walked back to the lounge, where nupur was sitting on the sofa, staring at blankly at a point. Just when he was about to talk, his cell phone flashed again, and this time it was a call from boutique.

He attended the call and confirming the meeting, he walked to nupur.

"Nupur,", he said and she shifted her eyes to him, the boutique people just called, the manager is just coming, you can tell her whatever you want", he smiled and nupur took a deep breath and nodded.

You can go in your room if you want to, I'll send them there", he again said and observed her blood shot eyes,

"that is not my room", saying stiffly and glaring, she walked past him, to the way of that room, and mayank just took a deep breath.

~*~

Nupur entered the room, and headed to the washroom. She splashed cold water on her face endless times.

She was amazed but tears had really dried up, and her mind's rationality just stopped working, and she had just accepted what came - well as if she had a choice.

She came back in the room and snuggled herself on the sofa when the door knock alarmed her.

Expecting mayank with the manager, she arranged her duppata and opened the door and her guess was right.

"Nupur she is Anna Fernandas, the manager of the Allenora designs", he said and nupur smiled towards the charming girl, in her early thirties, dressed in an elegant knee length , turquoise skirt.

"hello Nupur", she extended her hand and nupur took it smiling.

"You both carry on", he took a step back and nupur didn't miss the glare he passed her before going. She felt herself in rage over that authoritative look. He was no body to command, but still he was.

~*~

It was a risk leaving her alone, but Anna Fernandas looked as someone easy to control, so he took liberties.

Ordering the servants with tea, he started pacing in the lounge for them to get over the meeting and it was about 40 minutes, he heard feminist giggle.

Looking in the direction, he saw Anna and Nupur descending down the stairs, with the giggle from Anna and nupur with the stone rock expression. If only he could see that smile on her face too.

"okay Mr Sharma, we are done with the orders, all her wardrobe will reach by tomorrow ",s he smiled and mayank smiled back. "thank u anna", he said gratefully, observing nupur, who was standing as a statue.

"I hope it was a good acquaintance nupur", mayank said and rolling her eyes balls she nodded.

"must say she has great choices Mr Sharma", Anna said smiling, "your wife is very classy", she said and both of their mouths were left open.

Mayank looked at nupur and she was already staring, mayank fumbled and looked away, thinking about whether it was required to correct her or not, when nupur spoke.

"we are not married", she smiled sweetly and mayank's jaw dropped even more, while Anna looked embarrassed, "oh I am sorry.."

"it's alright, just always remember , I am a nobody to him", saying stiffly she smiled again and feeling embarrassed beyond limits, Anna just took the leave.

"umm, I guess I should leave,", she smiled and forcing hard to sound normal, mayank escorted her to the gate .

"It could have been avoided", mayank said , and nupur stopped in her tracks back to her room.

"sorry?', she asked turning.

"You were not supposed to talk any nonsense to the manager", he took angry little steps towards her but she was standing as a rock.

"I said the truth", she replied crossing her arms around her stomach., "I am a nobody to you until you give some name to our relation.. she paused and mayank was staring when she resumed talking, " or if you wanted me to tell her that you are the kidnapper and I am the victim, then I'll do it tomorrow when she comes with clothes.

", she said in a breath and mayank felt his eyes going wide, "I would appreciate if you stop acting over smart';, mayank glared and noticed a teary shine in her eyes, "and I would appreciate if you start acting a bit human and send me back to my home",

"I already told you that is not going to happen so stop hoping for that, you are not going back", he said and was about to turn to his room, when her voice stopped him.

"don't be so sure, you are not God", hatred was evident in her voice and turning, he found her still standing there.

"you believe in God?', he asked, now standing at his own position.

"You have a doubt?", she asked back.

"I have, serious doubts, I hardly believe that He exists", he said and nupur shook her head, "what more can we expect from criminals like you!, you all don't believe in God that is why you all lead such a life!, always scared and running!!"

"and what will you say about yourself, currently you are also scared and want to run, right?"

"wrong!", she said, with stiffness increasing, "I am not scared, yes you can say I WAS scared, but not now, being scared from a person who himself is so scared is foolishness"

"and what made you think I am scared", he asked, taking a step forward.

"I think you don't see the mirror, you face shows how scared you are, your eyes portray fear", she breathed deep and mayank took a step further, how right she was!. He was scared for the lie he was building up.

"not bad, that you have already started noticing my face and eyes", he crossed his arms around his chest and nupur felt disgusted, "you know I am thinking very hard about what reason is behind my kidnap, and just now you made me wonder, do you want to keep me as your mistress?"

She asked that question with utmost ease and although feeling his blood rise with anger on the trail of her thoughts, he decided to stay calm.

"mistress!, do you even understand what a mistress means?, I am sure you don't that is why you asked that question so easily", inspite of the calm tone, his eyes became bloodshot.

"seems you understand the word well, so how many mistresses have you had", she asked leaning on the staircase railing.

"sorry nupur, all this is not working", he took another deep breath, "go to sleep, you still need rest", he said turning.

"you criminals never answer right!, always imposing decisions, I am not asking you to take me back home, or asking about my family, I am asking about you, and you still have a problem answering", she said, thoroughly enjoying the irritation in his eyes.

She felt good seeing him suffer, it provided peace to her heart.

Mayank turned and saw her still standing, with a smile playing on her lips.

"you are enjoying my irritation", he asked and for a minute getting shocked at his correct interpretation, she smiled broad, "ofcourse I am!", taking a deep breath, she came down the stairs and stood in front of him, "so tell me!, how many mistresses have you had?", she looked in his eyes and mayank smiled,

"people normally start introductions from names, so how about we do that too?",

"do you do everything which normal people do?", she crossed her arms around her chest again and mayank smiled more,

'my name is M..

"I am not interested", cutting him immediately, she turned and went upstairs, leaving mayank startled for a moment, but then he smiled - she is not scared anymore.

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Awesome update. Loved the confident Nupur..who isnt sacred anymore.
Do continue soon. Its getting very interesting:D
Tc🤗. And thanks for the pm :)
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part 5

i loved the title⭐️
very well written as usual!

this update was philosophical
i don't get though how a guy like him with such a troubled conscious can get in this line of kidnapping and all

part 6

so finally nupur is getting out of her fear from him

she had time alone with the boutique designer...she should have given some clue to her that she' kidnapped
how come anna not know that this is a kidnapper's den?
is it coz the house is big and mayank has some false rep outside as regards to who he is?

continue soon🤗

interesting😃
con soon

i loved it lodsss API...😃😃😃