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Chapter 3: "No matter what I care for you."

"She is sedated at the moment Officer. As soon as she is stable and conscious, you may continue your interrogation." The nurse informed him formally, proceeding to the other room.

Siddhant sighed. He had to wait until he could ask her of the courtesy causing her such a traumatic stress.

"Riddhima, hurry up." Anjali knocked at her door continuously.

"di, coming." She yelled from under the blanket.

"Seriously? Isn't this supposed to be yours and Sumit's date? I can't believe you are sleeping there and I am picking your accessories and reminding you, you had a date with him."

"Di, am not sleeping, I am getting dressed." She pulled the blanket higher, engulfing in its heavenly warmth.

"Get out of that blanket ridhu." Anjali giggled.

"DI DON'T CALL ME RIDHU." She threw of the blanket, barging to the door and opening it angrily.

"Oh I see. So this is what you were getting dressed in? I must admire the time you took wearing your crippled pjs R-I-D-D-H-U"

"Urgh di. DON'T CALL ME THAT. I am going to change."

"Riddhima." Anjali went serious.

"Yeah?"

"You don't like him a lot. Do you?"

"Sumit is a nice guy di, and it's just a date chill. Am not twilight's Bella to get into a guy so seriously at the age of seventeen."

"But riddhima."

Riddhima clipped. "No buts, am getting ready and I LOVE YOU." She embraced Anjali tightly, giving sloppy kisses over her cheek, and ran inside to get ready.

"Oh between, who knows you might? Just waiting for your Edward."

"DI I HATE TWILIGHT. That was just an example." Anjali burst out laughing. "I know."

"Sumit take a left turn now." She instructed relaxing back in the seat.

"Riddhima, where are you taking me? Don't you think this place is deserted and a little too dangerous?"

"Sumit stop acting like a scared damsel." She scoffed at him.

"Riddhima." He started, but she glared at him and he went on driving quietly.

"Okay we are here. What now?"

"Now you wait here. IN.THE.CAR." she emphasized at the last three words.

"What the hell riddhima? I thought we were supposed to go for an ice cream after the date. And heyy, where do you think you are going? There is no sign of existence here."

"That is none of your business Sumit. I came to meet someone."

"Who?" His brows lifted suspiciously.

"God chill. It is uncle Berry; I met him two days ago. He saved my life, and then brought me here on his ranch and we became friends. I promised him I will come and meet him and bring him his favourite strawberry pie."

"I will come with you." He began but she clipped him again.

"No no. Actually he is really conserved for some reason. He strictly told me not to tell anybody about him or this place, not even my friends, so I can't take you in. Trust me, sit here, I'll be back." As to more convince him, she bent towards him, pecking him over the cheek and went out.

"Waiting." He smiled reluctantly.

Riddhima walked through the stranded pathway of his ranch to the right where his small cottage like house was. She opened the door chirpily, but a hand caught her wrist twisting it at her back and pushing her against the door.

Her lips parted, a gasp escaping, and her eyes widened as she felt the heat of strong muscular arms pushing and holding her hands against the porch. She felt the touch of his heated sweat skin rubbing against her own bare skin, making her flinch and flail immediately.

"Stop or I will kill you." The serene yet deadly voice reverberating through her ears, and the breath of his lips over her ears made her skin stand, and her heart was beating fast against her chest.

His hand held back her hands against her hips, hid fingers gliding over the curve of her hips, made her conscious and uncomfortable. She had her face against the door, whilst her back faced him rather intimately. She felt his chest pushing against her back, his fingers tightening over hers, pressing against her own hips, as he bent down and whispered deadly in her ears, having her shaking with fear.

"Tell me who you are, or I will kill you."

"You, you leave me please. I have no money, don't rob me." She blared hysterically.

"Rob?" he let out a mocking grin. "Shut up. Stop with your pretense or you will regret it."

"I came to meet Uncle Berry. Please." She whispered frightened.

"Karan let her go." She heard uncle berry's horrified voice from the back, and felt the man letting go of her immediately. She turned around to see him turning around too, his back now facing her as he faced the man running towards them.

"ThankGod. Karan this is Riddhima. I invited her here, she is of no harm."

"Riddhima sorry, this my ermm, he is my ranch boy." She felt the man fumble then finally enlightenening her with the man's identity.

She felt the man her uncle called "karan" go rigid for a moment, then he turned around and she gasped seeing dark blue eyes meeting hers. She took a step back feeling his presence filling the whole place like a storm raiding people.

His enigmatic eyes sparkled dangerously as they came and settled at her, and she felt conscious of herself, her whole body tingling in his presence. Her eyes scanned his aphrodisiac countenance, the built of his seductive jaw, and the hard sensual planes of his face the way his nose and eyes stood out amongst all his features. His hair were jet black and silky set perfectly making him look even more enticing. She gulped seeing his figure. He was really tall, far taller than her, and the muscles, all sweaty and glistening made him look very threatening.

She felt the planes of his face harden, and his eyes blazed through hers, and then unwantedly, and rigidly he offered a curt apology to her, loathing to having say it, causing her skin to flush with goose bumps. He then turned around and went away.

Riddhima inhaled deeply, realizing her breath was caught painfully in her throat. The touch of his formidable hands burned over her skin now. She calmed herself, and greeted the man smiling at her.

"Hey uncle berry."

"Am so sorry Riddhima, that is Karan, he is new here on the ranch and works for me. He reacted like that because nobody really comes here you see. I apologize for the inconvenience and his behavior again. Come in." He invited her politely, leading the way into the house. Riddhima turned around following him, then froze and looked over her back to see no traces of Karan. She shook her head and went back inside the house.

After around fifteen minutes, since Sumit was waiting for her, and she knew he was so struck with her, he would have even waited an eternity for her, she bid goodbye to Mr. Berry and proceeded out of the door. She had only reached half way through the stranded road when a hand seized her again and pushed her against a wooden pole. She shrieked, but felt the same cologne of peppermint and musky sweat engulf her, as his hands came over her mouth, and his eyes stared into hers dangerously.

"Listen to me very carefully. Don't ever come back here. You heard me? You try I will kill you." He left her when she lost her temper and turning him around she slapped him across the face. Breathing harshly she could feel herself regret it as soon as it occurred, because his face went hard and dark whilst his eyes narrowed, making the huge lumps in her throat stuck. She instantaneously stepped back only to be caught by him, and slammed back into the warmth of his body.

She endeavored to scream but no word left her dry mouth. Her heart was beating erratically, and her skin went pale, as she felt the dangerous intimacy pulling her aghast.

"I-I am sorry." She whispered quickly, stammering throughout the sentence. "Please." She pleaded desperately in the end.

His face was just an inch away, and his eyes were cutting through hers like a sharp knife. His hot breathes slithered across her skin like a sharp blade, her eyes being brutally minced by the intense dark orbs of his.

"Don't ever cross my path again." He looked around spotting a car, and loosened his grip over her. "Remember what I said." He looked one last time at her, his gaze sweeping through her whole body, then resting over her face. He cursed under his breath and vanished into the thin air.

"Riddhima where the hell were you?" She didn't remember for how long was she standing there until Sumit came finding her.

"Riddhima what the hell have you been doing standing here? This stranded road is your uncle? Let's go."

"God what a jerk that guy was." She muttered under her breath, her body still shaking after the confrontation.

Riddhima's eyes opened. She was breathing heavily. Her head ached really bad, and she tried remembering the dream she was having but nothing came except shades of sepia. She placed a hand over her face, and it was clogged with clouds of perspiration. Her hands were blocks of ice, sweating and she took deep breathes to calm herself. What was it that she just dreamt of? A flicker of her past? A memory wiped from her brain due to that accident? She looked around the white and yellow rooms of the room she was in, and drips attached to her. She pondered over her surroundings, trying to think where she was and then it all came crashing back.

"Armaan I mean Don wait." He stopped at hearing Rahul call him Armaan. His body went tight for a moment. His eyes closed, his fists closing in order to control the rushing anger.

"I.told.you." He emphasized on each word. "Never call me Armaan again."

"I am sorry. You shouldn't go there alone. What if she is the same Riddhima?"

"You think I give a damn? All I want to do is get that bitch and make her pay for this cat mouse game between her and me." He looked at Rahul.

"And we both know that is not the truth Don. You have been chasing her wildly because you don't think you KNOW it's her. You were not able to kill her seven years back, you won't be able to do it again. What kind of vengeance are you seeking? We both know it is not against her, it's against your own self. You cannot want to destroy yourself by going to see Riddhima."

"I GIVE A DAMN WHO SHE IS. Don't you get what I'm telling you? She can be whoever she wants to; all I want to do is reach her. I am going Rahul. And next time keep your friendly concerns to yourself." He finished getting into his car and signaling his men not to follow him.

"I just hope she doesn't brings the human in you back like she did years ago Armaan."

"I ' I doctor. SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME." Riddhima bellowed agonized. She scanned the whole room, fearing he was near "Muskaan." She whispered, and suddenly tears gushed through her eyes, leaving her in a hysterical puddle. The doctors and the officer rushed inside the room.

"Miss Saxena are you alright?" Riddhima looked up at them and then saw the officer coming to her and asking her really softly, "Are you okay ma'am? I am Officer Siddhant Modhi. You can tell me anything." He encouraged her softly.

"I actually." She started but then stopped. "Ermm. No. I am fine. I was under a lot of work stress and erm nothing important I need to go." She threw off the quilt.

"Ma'am please you cannot leave like that." The nurse stepped forward.

"Excuse me? I can leave like whatever I want. And I AM LEAVING." She glared at the woman, and then shook her head. "I-I am sorry, I just need to leave please." Her tone descended.

"O-Okay." She moved back, signaling the officer and head doctor to takeover.

"Sorry for the inconvenience ma'am, there will have to be a discharge paper made; you will have to wait till then." The doctor smiled at her.

"I-okay." Riddhima sighed dejectedly.

Siddhant began speaking when a call interrupted his intentions. "sorry." He muttered and went out to receive.

"Yeah Atul?"

"Where are you?"

"At the hospital, a woman fainted and oh well tell me what have you got?"

"I got Riddhima Gupta's photo."

Siddhant froze for a moment not believing his ears. "You have?"

"Yes. Come to the office quickly."

"I am coming. Right on my way." Siddhant cut the call, and went to Riddhima one last time.

"Ma'am I have to take your leave, however any problem comes up or you feel like needing me you can call me. This is my number." He gave her a card and taking one last glance at her exited the room.

She had to get away from this place. She knew him too well. Anyone or anything here could be of him, a man of his keeping an eye on her, or some device. She knew she was acting like a maniac paranoid but she couldn't help it. And she had to know what the man did to Muskaan.

Armaan closed his eyes for a moment in the car, letting the faade down. He was alone, there wasn't a world scrutinizing his actions. One thing he had learnt living in this world. There was no room for mistake, there had to be no friends of yours, and you had to be cruel and powerful, because this world and his men were like a pack of wolf, if the head wolf showed any weakness the others won't take a second to kill him and take over.

He breathed in. This was the moment.

"Oh my god." He heard her voice as he limped over the edge of the ranch. He froze staring at her. She had not heeded to his warning that day and had continued coming here; however he had decided he will kill her with Mr. Berry. He didn't expect her to see him here at this moment. He cursed under his breath, trying to stand, but his feet gave away and he fell down against the hazes.

"Karan." She came running to him, clasping a hand to her mouth seeing him bleeding so heavily. He had cuts all over his body, and he was brutally injured.

"OMG. How, how did this happen?" she bent down staring at him in sheer panic.

He was not about to tell him, a spy of Berry had found out who he was, and it would have hindered all his mission, and he had to kill him, and inundate himself in a fight with his skilled fellowmen. Each of them was dead by now, leaving him with fatal injuries.

"Get the f**king hell out of here." He glared at her then went back to holding his leg.

"It, it must be paining a lot. Let me help you."

"NO. GET.THE.f**k.OUT.OF.HERE." he held her extending hand firmly, almost crushing her bones and pushed her back telling her off with gritted teeth.

Riddhima held her hand, as it burned with his fingerprints and the pain, but did not back off.

"Let me call Mr Berry."

"NO. DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND SOMETHING IN A SINGLE TIME? IM TELLING YOU TO f**kING GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE. I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE. GO.AWAY." his shout scared her, bringing tears to her eyes and she ran away, only to return back with bandages and first aid box.

"YOU.NEED.MY.HELP. I am not going anywhere no matter how much you shout, or even kill me."

She sat down, looking at the annoyed and angry expression over his face.

"Touch me and you will regret it." His smoldering blue eyes held hers, warning her dangerously.

She stared at him for a moment, and then with a firm resolution bent down, trying to hold his leg, but his hand shot before she could move an inch more and pulled her beneath him on the ground.

Her head slammed against the cold floor hard, her breathes halting in the middle. Her skirt raised high, as his legs tangled with hers, and he pressed her down to the floor, with his heavy body covering hers. He pinned her hands to the floor over her head and stared down at her with a ravishing fury.

She gasped staring at him, not moving against him knowing if she did it would make his wounds hurt more. And she had no idea why did she care so much.

"Karan please." She closed her eyes whispering pleadingly.

"I TOLD YOU. You are going to regret it now." His voice was cold with an underlying menace.

"Please let me take care of you."

"Why?"

"You need me."

"I NEED NOONE YOU UNDERSTAND? STAY AWAY FROM ME."

"Karan I will go once you let me see to your injuries I promise, I won't even tell anyone or Uncle Berry if you want." She felt his chest crush her breasts, but she kept frozen on her spot not wanting to move and rub against any of his open cut. His blood came over her too, but none of them cared at the moment.

"Who are you? You're just a kid. Don't try acting smart with me." He lowered, his breaths resting over her face.

The intimacy was affecting her; she would have lied to herself if she would have dismissed it as something else. She could feel her body feeling every inch of him, alert and conscious of him. He brought her to life, his eyes searing through hers made her heart pump harder against her chest. She felt electric sparks rummaging through every inch of her flesh. His weight over her, his fingers wrapped around her wrists keeping her down, his pelvis against her own was fogging her mind. She knew she was attracted to him, and he could see it easily in her eyes. He was well experienced to think otherwise.

"If you are trying to scare me, it is not working." She said firmly.

He smiled. A lazy predator's smile. "You don't know me. I can kill you in a heartbeat." Then his eyes swept down her chest, lifting and meeting her with a dangerous shine to them, "I can rape you and no one will hear you and then kill you Riddhima." He said softly, a softness that could cut through rocks.

She gasped, her eyes never leaving hers as her breathing went sharp.

She felt his leg move, and his cheek twitch with pain.

She endeavored to free her hands but his grip just tightened. "I get off and you leave Riddhima. You don't I'll do what I warned you off. You think am joking then try me." His breath made her shiver and she nodded too scared to do otherwise.

He got off her, but then his gaze fell over the blood stained clothes of hers, and the blood smeared all across her legs and neck. He cursed violently gritting then got up with all the force he had and took hold of her throwing her over his shoulders, and carrying her to the bathing area in the ranch.

He placed her down and said, "Take off your clothes and go take a bath now."

"But but what will I wear?" she shrunk away from him.

"THIS." He took off his shirt and jeans from the hook next to the small cubicle and handed it to her.

"Take off your clothes."

"What?" she stared at him astonished.

He cursed under his breath getting into her space and his hands went to her shirt pulling it over her head and throwing it down. She shrieked back, screaming trying to hide herself, but his hand shot out to cover her mouth and he pushed her against the wall.

Both his hands came over the other side over the wall trapping her, and his eyes glittering with dark menace, hooked onto hers.

"Listen to me. Shut up and do as I say. I am not interested in your body at the moment, I give a damn how you look like, because you are smeared with my blood, and that sight is not really sexually enticing. And I am in no mood to entertain your civilized etiquettes. Take off your clothes and get in there and clean yourself. You heard me?" she nodded quickly and went inside the cubicle shutting it behind her and taking off all her clothes and throwing them over the cubicle door.

She quickly took a bath, wore his clothes and came out to see him lying on the floor unconscious.

His eyes fluttered, closed then slowly opened again. He looked around to see his surroundings, realizing he was somewhere else. It looked like a girl's room with all the purple wallpapers around, and the white curtain and furniture complimenting them.

He sat up to see himself covered with blankets, and nursed properly, with all his wounds properly bandaged, and the pain very less intense. He looked at his side to see her lying on the other side of the bed on the floor, and all the injections, and painkillers, and bandages at her side.

For moments he stared at her, but then realization struck her, and he got off the bed, grunting and waking up rather harshly.

"Karan, I-I You are awake."

"WHO THE HELL BROUGHT ME HERE? I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE ME ALONE. How many people you told I am here? And with whose help you brought me here? AND HOW MANY f**kING GOD DAMN DOCTORS YOU TOLD ABOUT ME? DID YOU TELL THE POLICE?" his outburst almost made her push against the wall in fear.

"I-I you were injured, and and you fainted, and you were bleeding so badly, and you told me not to tell Uncle Berry, and he wasn't home too, and I live here with my Di, but she isn't here, she is off to LA for a conference, and I am living alone here and no one saw you, and I- di is a doctor, so we have all the injections and painkillers at home and I have a little knowledge about it because I have seen her heeding to cases, and I-I didn't tell anyone I promise." Tears clouded her eyes. He sighed closing his eyes, and then he gave her one last look before walking to go back when he heard her say. "I know you don't need anyone, and you are fighting yourself for something for some reason, and maybe the world hasn't been just to you, and you try to act like you are a strong dangerous man, but everyone in this world has a reason to be who they are, and I also believe somewhere they have a heart too, and I know you have one too Karan. I don't care who you are, and I give a damn if your life is f**ked up, because people do have f**ked up lives, because everyone doesn't live in a fantasy world, but I do care for you. No matter who you are, no matter what you do, I care for you."

He didn't turn back. He left the room and the house.

Armaan ignited the engine. He had lied to her. He did want her; he was equally attracted to her. He was too much of a man to feel nothing in her presence. He never had wanted anyone that badly, but he loathed her too. He had loathed her for being so good, and so innocent, loathed her for enticing him, for distracting him from his plans. He loathed her for being so good to him when he acted like a conceited bas***d with her. But did he really loathe her?

Armaan had no heart. He had no identity, no family, nothing but hands full of millions of people's blood, and skills that he effortlessly used in destroying families and people. He had to kill Riddhima. He knew why he had not shot the bullet through the window killing her in a single shot. He told himself he missed the shot, but he knew the truth, he didn't miss the shot, he did it deliberately. He couldn't have killed her. He simply couldn't do it. And he knew one thing for more like Rahul said, he knew it all along and now he accepted. This Riddhima was his Riddhima.

"I am going to kill you this time Riddhima. I am going to make you pay for making me loose. I am going to make you pay for making me chase you for three years, and am going to kill you to finish off the last possibility that makes me vulnerable. You were right I am a monster."

He indeed was a monster. He had slashed her memories from his brain, from his heart. She was right, he did have a heart, but no more did he possess one. He was a killing machine. He was designed to kill. And from the start he knew, he will have to kill her too. She was now an obsession for him to find and for him to finish. The game between them was about to reach its next level. But one thing he knew he would do before killing her. He was determined to take her to his bed, because even after all these years, he wanted her like he wanted no one, and he craved the feeling of being inside her like he had been seven years ago on that stormy night.

He zoomed through the busy streets with a single goal to achieve.

Riddhima looked around the room agitated. She needed to call Anjali, she had to find out where Muskaan was. She had to know who was the man she was running from last three years. His lurking shadows frightened her, his dark aura never left her alone. She wanted freedom, and she wanted to breathe. She was running since last three years. She wanted to stop, but she knew the moment she stopped he would catch up with her. Him ' her worst nightmare.

"Miss Riddhima Gupta." She froze hearing her real name. She was standing against the window waiting for her discharge papers and her skin stood at her neck when she felt the door being locked very quietly. Her breathe jammed her throat. She knew the voice, she recognized it. Her body froze, and her mind refused to accept the presence, her body too scared to turn around and face her worst fears.

"How bad of you. You won't even turn around and greet me. I have had been so desperate to meet you, I have come a long way to meet you."

Slowly, unwantedly she turned around. Her eyes widened meeting those same blue eyes hidden behind the operation mask. She moved back against the wall instantaneously, all colour leaving her face.

He stopped breathing for a moment. It was her with those emerald green eyes, those long jet black straight hairs falling down across her alluring body, and over the curve of her hip and her creamy complexion and sparkling white skin. He knew her too well. He had seen her, each inch of her with no clothes to hide her from him, and he had felt her, touched her, made love to her like there was no tomorrow. He knew the voice that she made when he went deep inside her, knew the look on her face when he thrusted into her tight sheath. And he knew her. Too well. He knew her.

She had no memory of her past, he knew that too. And he was bent on using it against her.

"Tell me Atul." Siddhant barged into the cabin.

Atul went to the folder kept properly at the table and gave him the printout and Siddhant froze.

"Are you sure this is Riddhima Gupta?" His eyes didn't leave the photo.

"We are damn sure Siddhant. It is her."

"OMG. SHIT SHIT.SHIT." he left the photo and ran out of the office, with a confused Atul following him and he started descending the stairs, putting the cellphone against his ear. As soon as the call was picked at the other end he spoke with a fiery desperation.

"Hello OcenBay hospital, can you please please go and check if Miss saxena is there in her room, she is a patient was admitted around four hours ago. Please hurry up." He came to the ground floor quickly running for his car settling in with Atul about to start the engine waiting for the receptionist to check and inform him.

"Hello sir?"

"Yes yes? IS SHE THERE?" He inquired hurriedly started the engine.

"I am sorry sir, she wasn't supposed to leave, there had been a male doctor here to check her and both are missing. She is not there."

Siddhant turned pale.

"I-I Thankyou." He shut the call, dialing someone else. "HELLO. Yes, listen to me sharma I want the whole OceanBay Hospital sealed, make sure no one leaves, and have all are mobiles surveillance covering that whole area, and you have the picture of Riddhima Gupta, spread it around, and have strict barriers and police checks at all points. I NEED HER." He cut the call banging his hand against the dashboard.

"What is it?"

"I think he got her Atul. I think the chase between the cat and mouse finished."

He sighed defeatedly, "I think, I think he won."

Just for now Don, he promised to himself silently.

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