Scars. Life is filled with scars- Of past and future. He smiled, looking at his hands. Yes he was well built for world, but only he knew that he was living with the scars. Pain was long gone, only marks were left now, reminding him of the pain every now and then. He got up from his bed. Looking at his bare chest. His body shined in sunlight contrary to his dark insides. He closed his eyes and turned around, not facing the mirror anymore. He always felt uncomfortable doing that. Those marks were still visible on his shoulders. The scars of his past. Putting on his casuals, he marched towards her room, knowing that it was time for some happy realizations for her.
She shifted in bed, rubbing her eyes and when she sensed somebody else sitting close to her, she stood up immediately, in turn bumping into him. Her hands clutched his shirt. Her breath ragged. She was scared. Scared from the things this man could do, His intentions- Everything. She wanted to scream and shout badly but her throat gave up. And then she looked in his eyes. They were calm. It felt like he could read every thought of hers.
"Shushh... Calm down" He said cupping her face. And she shrugged him off.
"Kria.. Pack your bags. We are leaving in few minutes" He said sternly.
"Where and Why should I do what you say? In fact yes. I am going to pack my bags and go back to my home" She snapped her fingers, getting up from bed and was about to leave when he interrupted.
"Yes go back. And die. Then you'll never come to know who actually killed your father. Go ahead and become a prey of Shivam's plan. Go ahead and ruin everything." His hard voice echoed in entire house. And she was left numb. She simply couldn't speak any further nor could answer him back.
"That's better that staying with a fraud" She snapped, eyeing him furiously.
"Don't make it hard for me, or else it'll be you who'll be paying for it."He warned her.
"Let's make a deal. You do what I say and I'll tell you who killed your father. Infact you'll meet that person soon." Rey spoke, pulling off the curtains.
"And why should I trust you?" She replied, smirking.
"Because the person who was sending you notes from one month is standing in front of you."He said and left, knowing that she'll question him again and again. And Kria felt short of oxygen. Her hands automatically went underneath her pillow and she took out those notes and stared at them blankly. She had absolutely nothing so say. Her hands automatically went into her hairs, breathing hard. No. Means he knows much more. She felt helpless because it was her weakness and he can easily misuse her for it.
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The soft music was being played by orchestra people. It was a very big party- 40th Birthday of a known personality. Mr Sanjiv Ghai, a man of steel who was known for his fearless nature and was one of the leading faces of underworld. And his 40th birthday was no less than a festival for his people. A 17 years old Reyansh was roaming here and there in search of his father who was the manager of this party. He was crossing one corridor but then he stopped after hearing some suspicious voices. Those sounds were coming from a room and Reyansh followed the voices and ended up in front of one room. "Ugh, leave me" Screams of a man startled the 17 year old kid. And finally he opened the door with his shivering hands. And he saw two men- One lying on floor and one masked man standing with a gun pointed towards the other. And in no time he heard a gunshot. The man lying on floor was shot and the murderer escaped through the window. Everything happened in jiffy. He rushed towards the wounded man. He was the same party host whose pictures were hanging in party hall, Reyansh recognised. But it was too late. Within no time there was police and so many people gathered in room. Everyone gasping and freaked out at the sight in front of him. A lady came forward and screamed.
"You tried to killed my husband!" She pointed towards Reyansh and was about to attack him but police took the charge. " With this gun."She spoke crying and looking at gun kept near the wounded man.
And Reyansh had nothing to say, he was continuously denying but it was of no use.
"Arrest him officer."The lady spoke harshly. And he was surrounded with 5 policemen in no time. They were taking him down. Reyansh was crying, trying to escape from there but all his tries were of no use. And admist that he saw a known figure entering the room. A man with those same pair of eyes whom Reyansh had encountered few minutes back. Same as that of masked man. That man smiled at the pity state of Reyansh.
"Call the doctor" Lady shouted. And this was the last thing he heard before a policeman hit his head hard with a stick to control him. He fell on ground. His eyes locked to a small shivering figure, clutching her pink frock and crying badly.
"Take Kria to her room" Lady ordered to her servant. And an old servant nodded and walked towards small feared soul.
"Come princess" He heard a servant say to her. She looked at him through her teary eyes before leaving. And he saw her leave, which was the last thing he saw before giving up, Blinding darkness covered his mind and his life too.
He got up, breathing hard. His limbs feeling immobile and his lungs devoid of air. He splashed some water on his face.
"Rey..."He heard her say. He walked out of washroom. And she was startled seeing him shirtless. But keeping every thought aside she continued.
"When are we leaving?"
"In 5 minutes" He replied mindlessly. He couldn't believe she was herself asking that. She smiled and left his room. But he was locked in that smile of hers. Even after she left, he kept on looking in the direction she went. Shaking his head, he came back into his senses.
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I don't know how to summarize this. He is dangerous, still I believe every single thing he says. He had so many chances to hurt me, that washroom encounter, that kiss, he could have done anything to me and yesterday night when I was lying unconscious in my bed. Still he did nothing to me. Strange isn't it? And I thought this was a typical villain-kidnap case, Where I was being framed and he was going to hurt me to death. But instead of that his eyes spoke a different story. More than a gangster he seemed to be like a kid who is still running in the search of his light. And somewhere I feel connected to him, Strange it is. There is something which is pulling me closer to him. My first meet with him...Our short interactions in parties...Stealing glances on dinner table while Shivam use to keep on chatting about non significant things...Him helping Shivam in my supposed wedding preparations...And those notes. Everything is pointing towards something big. And I can't help but think the positive side of everything. He was saving me from all the odds in this time- From the goons, Shivam, that contract wedding and biggest thing...From losing myself. His eyes speak a different story whenever I meet him. I know, I don't know him completely...Infact I know nothing about him, Still I don't know why I feel we are sailing in same pool of emotions, His eyes depict the pain which I have witnessed- Of separation and betrayal. His rough yet soft hands instead of being harsh are soothing. I don't know if it is right or wrong, safe or dangerous...All I know is I am going to do this. And taking a deep breath I opened the door of car and sat inside, right next to him, taking a quick glance at his expressionless face. I will find out this connections which is binding us.
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