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CHAPTER-10.
What is the question that puzzles you so..?
What is the answer that clouds all your logics?
Come to me I will unravel the mystery-
Cause I am the Predator - the master of all tricks..
Astha inhaled a steadying breath,as she watched the approaching figure..
"The party is over sir..What party are you talking about?"She said in a calm steady voice,that wavered slightly..Very slightly,giving the sightest sign of her nervousness.
The man laughed loudly..A sinister laughter that echoed within the large darkened room,as he walked closer..But Astha stood her ground.
Her eyes searched around looking for the best way out..
The man was coming closer..
Her heart thudded as loud as possible making her throat go dry in pure fear and disgust.
Fear that she felt her hands and soles of her feet sweating and disgust that all men seemed to think girls were their playthings..
He was now standing close,and raised a hand towards her..
"Don't worry a bit sweetheart..It will be just a secret between you and me..And of course you will be paid very well.."He had now lowered his voice,as his finger likely caressed her cheek.
Astha instantly felt her skin crawl with disgust,at the awful touch of the loathsome man..
He moved himself closer,and Astha breathed the heavy fumes of alcohol coming from his mouth,giving clear signs of the man being drunk.
"You are not in your senses Sir.Please move away.Sweety and Ashok are waiting for me-.."
Her sentence was stopped in mid-sentence by loud guffaw of laughter emanating from the loathsome man.
"Don't act smart with me Sexy!You have a great body,but you brain unfortunately is not that impressive!Sweety ad Ashok are on their way to Pune now..I sent them away.."He chuckled to himself,as he raised his hand to touch her shoulder.
Astha instantly flinched away,as terror slowly started taking over her senses.
He was just about to grab her shoulder,when Astha gave him a hard shove and ran towards the door.
A loud curse followed her shove,and she heard the monster coming after her.
She had just grabbed the knob of the door,when she felt the scoundrel's hand on her shoulder,and her blouse tearing..
Terrorised more than ever,she jerked open the door,and was about to run,when she slipped on her saree,and fell flat into someone's arms..
Breathing heavily she looked up into a pair of familiar dark eyes of her other tormentor..
But the tormentor had an odd expression in his eyes,which looked like exasperation,that ws followed by shock and then as his eyes moved to her torn blouse,and limply lying aanchal,the expression changed to one of extreme fury.
She was slowly straightened,and pushed behind him,ashe strode forward meaningfully,and grabbed the collar of the scoundrel,who had just attacked her.
Astha could not believe her eyes as she watched Shlok Agnihotri beat one of his top class employee black and blue,in left,right and center..
By the time Shlok Agnihotri was done with Sanjay Ahuja,he had turned into a pulp of bleeding and bruised broken body.
Astha watched as if in a trance as other people gathered and stopped Shlok..
Everyone was asking what had happened,and some people were giving her pitiful looks..
Astha felt her stomach squirm as an odd sensation engulfed her.
Suddenly without thinking she whirled round and started running away..
She ran as fast as she could out the front entrance of the resort..Out towards the lawn outside..
Her sandals were torn and fell off,but still she went on running as fast as her feet would carry her..
The sky was being lighted with thunderlights,and strong wind was blowing,making her hair and saree blow here and there.
She stopped at the edge of the lawn,leaning her head against a thick tree trunk.
Her hand went to her torn blouse,and instantly rage took over her..And then the pitiful looks of people made shame wash over her,as a sob rose in her throat.
She started sobbing her heart out,as the shock and realization washed over her entire being.
Thunder flashed louder,and the gale became stronger.
Astha lent further against the tree trunk,as she let all her feelings wash out in tears..
She had known it would be risky when she had taken this job..But not like this..No one had warned her of this..
Her eyes flashed memories of the victims of rape she had encountered in her small life..
Her next door neighbour's teenage daughter,who now lived a scared life behind closed doors..Afraid to see the light even..
She shivered as she realized how she had nearly escaped such a horrible ugly fate.
The sky suddenly split open,and torrential rain drowned her,and she stared up at the dark sky with a teary laughter.
Astha whirled around in the rain,laughing out in glee..
She loved rain,especially when it rain in torrents and in stormy weathers like this..
She was getting more out in the open to stand under the open sky,when she slipped and fell against a hard wall..The wall was moving!
Slowly she turned round to look into the familiar dark eyes,who now looked at her with irritation,as he dripped wet in the torrential rain too.
He turned her completely pulling her up close against his body,his eyes burning with rage..
Astha felt the happiness seep out of her body as she stared into his dark enraged face,and she tried to read the expression in his mysterious eyes..
But she ended up being pulled closer,a soft gasp of awareness passed through her body at contact with his hard wet one..
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