Ashlok Dark FF - My Ransacked Heart/UPDATED/Chapter 13/ (Pg-133) - Page 22

She portrayed a perfect bad picture of her in front of him...

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Chapter 6

The Haunting

It is the strange fate of man~that even in the greatest of evils~the fear of the worst continues to haunt him~

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Someone was stalking her. A man. She turned to watch him, frightened beyond her wits. He was coming towards her without pausing. His silhouette menacing...

She tried to turn tail and run but found to her utter horror, that her feet were rooted to the spot. They were bound by iron manacles to the ground. His shadow was growing into a tall beast now. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block him out, but in vain. She could feel his breath now raining like lava on her face...

Gathering her scattered wits, she opened her eyes slowly and her scream froze in her throat. The man had icy black holes for where his eyes should be...

Astha woke up with a start. Her whole body shaking, sweat pouring out from every pore. She raised her hand to rub her forhead. It felt clammy. The table lamp was already switched on because she had a fear of dark and couldn't sleep without any light source. With shaking fingers, she reached for the bedside clock. The tiny digital the clock showed 3.00 a.m in the night...

Her throat was parched like a sahara desert. She lifted the empty jug from the bedside table, shaking it.

Levaing it again on the table she fell among the tangled bed covers with a sigh. "It's just a nightmare", She heaved a sigh of relief. "I must have taken today's incident to heart" She mentally consoled herself.

But her sleep gone now, she threw the bed covers from her and went down to find a glass of water...

Shlok's Den

Shlok was livid. He was pacing the inside of his office like a caged tiger. He clenched his right hand in a fist, yearning for retribution against that slip of a girl. His mind repeated the debacle of his humiliation.

It was right that he had wanted to take revenge from her for a long time and for an entirely different reason. He had already set the wheels in motion for his plan. But that public humiliation of him by her , had acted as a fuel on the already burning coals of revenge in his heart...

He was now dying with that consuming hatred. His plan had changed. He had first wanted to crush that girl's innocence but now he wanted to break her spirit too. No one had ever dared raise a voice against him and got to live and tell the world.

But now Shlok was out of ideas. He, Shlok, the cold one was frustrated. He punched the wall with his clenched fist, his frustration deepening. He stood there with his head bent and fist still on the wall...

Then suddenly his face changed. He rushed to the phone on his desk, picked it's receiver and started snapping orders to someone down the line.

When he had put down the receiver his whole demeanor had changed. His face looked like a cat who had gotten the cream!

He gave a high pitched laugh that would have certainly made the hair stand on end of any person present in the room .The black monster sitting on the chair nearby gave a hiss, her hackles rising.

When her master picked her up to scratch her behind the ears, she purred , joining in her master's victory. Her yellow eyes glowing evilly...

Angie's Birthday Party

"Asthu come on, what's the matter with you? It's like the world has stopped for you", Aren't you happy with my birthday celebration?", Angie questioned pleadingly.

They were all gathered there in the city's famous restaurant at the eve of Angie's birthday party. But they had all noticed that Astha had remained quiet throughout the celebration. They all knew what a chatter box she was, but now it looked like she was fasting to remain silent...

"No I am happy, after all it's my dear friend Angie's birthday party", Astha said quickly, fixing a brilliant smile on her face. "Just under the weather, nothing to worry about", she quickly explained to them.

She was really worried about their encounter two days before with that Mafioso stranger and then her nightmare the following night. But it seemed that the girls had already wiped out the misbegotten incident from their minds...

The restaurant's lights were dimmed and the whole environment was reflecting a dreamy state. People were doing candle light dinner all around them. Their group was sitting in a private corner. The only light source on their table was coming from the glow of candles on the birthday cake...

Astha jerked her head, dismissing the stranger from her mind.

"Happy Birthday to Dear Angie!" they all were wishing now to Angie. She too joined in the foray.

A shadow crawled by their table. Astha felt the same prickling sensation that she used to get whenever that Mafioso guy was near her...

Her voice got stuck in her throat. Perturbed, she got up from her seat. A tall man was walking infront of them. Anxiously she waited for his face to turn towards her. He stopped at the next table from theirs, dragged a chair and sat on it, facing her...

Astha heaved a sigh of relief. It wasn't that stranger.

"What are you doing?, sit down" Sojal hissed, tugging at her arm.

At that instant a waiter carrying a glass of juice crashed into their table. The glass went flying and the sticky liquid fell over on Astha's blouse, staining the silky material.

She gave a horrific gasp, pulled a napkin from the table and tried to bloat the excess.

The waiter was apologizing now profusely.

"I've got to go to the bathroom", Astha said in an irritated voice, still rubbing the front of her blouse vigorously.

Throwing the napkin back on the table, she gave a murderous look to the still apologizing waiter and hurriedly went towards the ladies toilet...

In her hurry to wash her blouse she forgot to saw the out of order sign on the toilet door...

~...~

Shlok had hid himself behind a tall potted plant, when he saw that girl, getting up from her seat. The interior was too dimmed to get himself noticed by her. Watching her from behind the leaves of plant, he saw relief on her face and a devilish smile lit upon his face. The girl was now walking towards the ladies toilet. She passed by him unaware of his cold scrutiny...

~...~

Astha began combing her long hair. She had washed the sticky juice from her blouse but the stain had left. Pursuing her lips in displeasure she looked around. There were many stalls in the bathroom but on every door of the stall a paper with "out of order" written across it was glued. It seemed strange but she ignored it and began renewing her makeup, humming to herself. It was then that the door opened to admit someone in, a tall, hooded fellow. He closed it behind him, locking it. The hooded figure turned then, throwing his hood back and revealing his face to her...

Astha swallowed. Bile rising in her throat from fear. It was that Mafioso Stranger...