#3 Ashlok Dark FF - My Ransacked Heart/UPDATED/ Chapter 38 /(Pg-135) - Page 17

Living Dead

Left for dead,

This worlds so bleak,

There are somethings that once you've lost ~ you never get back ~ innocence is one ~ Love is another ~ I guess childhood is a third ~

John Marsden

"Daddy, Ae, I am drowning, save me", the little girl cried in a muffled voice. But there was no one to hear her muffled. She was flailing her arms trying to keep afloat, bobbing like a bottle cork, when she would went under the water she would feel the icy cold liquid like a hundred thousand needles pricking her skin and gushing like liquid fire inside her lungs, smothering her breath and when her head would break the surface of water she would shout out for help...

But after sometime when nobody arrived for help, a feeling of numbness starting to take over her helpless body, her limbs begun to lax and sleep begun to spread over her mind...

Like a rag doll she had begun to sink, when someone heaved her body out of the water and pressed her on her front, so she could cough out the water...

"My doll nothing will happen to you", her mother was crying and her dad was shaking her body, so she wouldn't go back to sleep. But she wanted to say, ae, daddy I wanted to sleep, why did you disturb me, it was so peaceful down there, please let me sleep...

But she had no voice to give words to her thoughts...

"Why are you so lazy woman? Why couldn't you take care of my daughter?", her daddy was shouting. "Avdhoot please forgive me, she was sleeping right beside me but I don't know when she got up from her bed and came there and then fell into the pool", her mom explained while sobbing.

"She is six years old what do you expect woman? Thank God, I arrived early today, now help me pick her up, I am gonna take her to the hospital", Avdhoot's voice was trembling with worry...

Someone picked her up in her arms, she felt herself floating, her senses had sharpened, and she could feel the warmth of her Ae's protective hold, permeating her skin, bringing peacefulness, a sense of inner calm...

"Wake up princess it's no time to sleep", a soft laugh disturbed her peacefulness, like a pebble thrown into the still calm waters.

Startled Astha opened her dazed eyes, to gaze at the man's face hovering above her own. For a moment she didn't remember where she was and who he was? Then she began to remember, where she was, who he was and what she had been doing with him from the past one hour, and her whole skin suffused with a burning red color...

She felt used, unclean and humiliated to her core. How could she give in to him? How could her body betray her with such ease?

She came out of her stupor when she felt him pulling her to a sitting position on the bed. He must have brought her to the bed, while she had gone to sleep after having an orgasm. His hands were now pulling the diamante straps over her shoulders, restoring her clothing. "I can do that myself, I don't want you to touch me", she growled, slapping his hands away and raised her angry eyes to his face. And that was her mistake, which she regretted later...

Every last vestiges of her anger melted away, when she saw the febrile glitter in his eyes. His cheekbones were flaring with a high color, which indicated that he wasn't as much calm from the inside as he was depicting with his behavior...

Her throat became dry, a ringing sound echoed in her ears as she felt him coming closer and closer, his masculine scent filling her senses. She ran out her tongue over her parched lips, still gazing at him like a hypnotized prey. But he wasn't smiling, as his gaze followed the path of her tongue, infact there was nothing taunting or demeaning in his gaze now.

Shlok lifted a hand to caress her glistening lips, with the tip of his fingers. Astha gave a shudder and moved her head aside, to dislodge his touch. Her breathing was harsh in her ears, which indicated her inner turmoil.

He raised an eyebrow at her rejection and then curled a hand behind her neck, tugging her face towards him. She gave a startled squeal and tried to push at his solid chest, but her protest was embarrassingly weak.

His eyes had a feral quality in them now, firing up her arousal once again. His hot panting breath whispered across her lips, before his mouth captured her lips, like a warrior of old times, crowding her senses like some besieged fortress...

His mouth devoured her as if she was some winsome morsel. His tongue cleaved through her lips, thrusting inside her mouth like a battering ram, licking the roof of her mouth, giving her no preliminaries.

Astha gave a shameful moan as she felt her taste on his tongue and pushed at his chest, struggling to regain her pride but with his other hand he ruthlessly caught a puckered tip of her breast through the thin cloth, rolling it between his skillful fingers. "Yes princess give up, you know that you can't win", he whispered hotly in her mouth.

Astha gave a pitiful moan which he caught in his mouth, her arms lifting to curl around his neck, opening her mouth wider beneath him to give him more access, but still it wasn't enough for her. He was like a drug poisoning her senses,dripping in her veins, but she still wanted more of him, more of his poison to dissolve in her blood stream, more of his diseased love...

"Save me Ae", she was crying her heart out, her arms spread out towards her. But she couldn't save her daughter, her feet were bound with iron manacles. "Can't save you my doll, I am helpless", Kalindi sobbed, pulling at the iron manacles. "Please Ae save me, I am afraid, he'll take me away", she fell to her knees, pleading with her mother.

Kalindi struggled harder to get her feet out of the bounds as she saw a dark shadow coming towards her daughter. "Aeee", Astha screamed as the dark shadow caught her in his arms, lifting her from her feet. "No please don't take my daughter away, I need her, please don't", Kalindi pleaded, her heart breaking into tiny pieces.

The shadow stilled with a still frightened Astha in his arms. "I need her more", he said without turning his back and went away striding into the night, to be soon swallowed by the darkness...

"Nooo, bring me my daughter back, nooo, you can't tak her, pleaseee" , Kalindi woke up screaming.

She had many sleepless nights after Astha had been kidnapped. She would remain awake all night , holding some of her daughter's toys in her arms, grieving for. And after Avdhoot's betrayal, she hadn't spoken up with him instead they were speaking by exchanging notes, if the need to tell something necessary like something about their daughter roused in them...

She was still upset with him so she was sleeping in Astha's room. But two nights before Avdhoot too had disappeared, without leaving behind a note for her. She was anxious, so she had asked from Ramlal about Avdhoot's whereabouts and Ramlal had told him that Avdhoot had gone in search of Astha and had told him that he will be back only when he'll find his daughter.

She had also redialed the last number that Avdhoot had called before he went away. Commissioner Siddharth Mehta had picked up the phone on the second ring. When Kalindi had shared her fear with him he had consoled her that Avdhoot was still in contact with him and he and her husband were trying their best to find Astha...

Kalindi had not been satisfied with his reply, infact she had gotten suspicious because he had been sounding quite worried as if he too didn't know that where had Avdhoot disappeared to? But she had whispered thanks to him and had put down the phone, chewing her lips with worry. She had been thinking about her daughter and husband last night when she had dozed off...

And saw this terrible nightmare about her daughter which had woken up. She had dozed off while sitting on the carpet with her head leaning on the side of bed and Astha's Winnie pooh clutched in her arms. Her throat felt parched and her body was radiating heat as if she had been walking barefoot on burning sand. She cried, till she had no tears left. Her breath rasping her burning throat...

She looked at the jug at the side table, it was empty. She called for the maid, but it came out in a weak croak. Trembling with cold, she got up on her feet and then by taking the support of wall she started stepping down from the stairs. Her breath was wheezing out of her lungs, her limbs were getting numb and her whole body was now burning as if someone had put her in the flames of hell.

Just some more steps, she thought and gathering courage, put out a shaking foot to step down, but her weak body chose that moment to unbalance, her feet gave way from under her, she tried to catch hold of the banister, but it slipped through her perspiring fingers and she went rolling down the stairs to land on the floor with a thud, her head striking the floor quite brutally.

She felt a crushing pain in her back, as if a giant hand had splintered her bones. A sharp scream left her raw throat, before she blacked out...

There was a brisk knock on the door, which brought them back from their sensual haze. Shlok jerked back, pulling his mouth away from her. Astha felt an instant loss as he moved away, her hands scrunching the bed sheets in her fists in a despairing movement...

Shlok gathered himself together before getting up from the bed and opened the door to reveal Seeta, who was standing there with a laden tray in her hands.

He pointed her to place the tray on the bed. She obediently nodded and placed the tray on the bed infront of Astha and blushed when she saw her disheveled state. She gave a small shy smile to Astha who was too upset to smile back. Her smile disappeared when she saw Astha glaring at her with narrowed eyes. She put down the tray infront of Astha and hurried out of the bedroom, without glancing back.

"Eat up princess, you need your strength", Shlok threw a suggestive smile at her, before locking the door behind Seeta.

"I don't want to eat, and what is this, a salad", she was peering inside different bowls. "I don't like salad", she scowled. "Eat up princess, you are not in your home right now, so don't expect me to bear your tantrums", he sneered. "So you going to teach me how to behave", she gave a snort. "Yes if the occasion arises, now be a good girl and eat the salad", he ordered her in a brisk voice...

"But I don't like it", she pouted. "Why I am not surprised you rich b*****s don't know that half of the starving population of the world would die to gain a morsel of meal that you are served with right now. "You all are the same, don't even know the meaning of starvation, do you princess? ", he said disdainfully...

She bit down the retort that was building inside her and gave him a black look, that would have frizzled a normal man to his shoes if he would have been there instead of that Mafioso. But Shlok returned her look with a scowl of his own, his lips curling scornfully...

He had quite sensual lips, why did he curl them like that, she thought and then colored when she remembered where his lips were busy, not long ago.

Shlok gave a knowing smile as he saw her bending her head to hide her blushing face. He dragged up a chair infront of the bed and sat on it, putting one leg over other and steepling his fingers together in a casual pose.

Astha dug her fork in the salad, which she had placed on her plate, but every nerve ending of her being was alert to his gaze on her. "What? why are you staring at me like that? ", there was a tremor in her voice, which he noticed and his smiled deepened. "Like what princess?", he purred, putting his chin over his steepled fingers, to stare at her blushing face...

Astha felt sweat break out over her whole body. He was looking at her like she was some furry little creature that he would like to make a meal out of it.

"Nothing", she shook her head to break his hold on her senses and went back to attacking the salad. She hadn't wanted to eat the salad first, but when she had taken one bite of it, she had realized that she was starving and it wasn't as bad as she had thought it before...

Hunger really makes a person desperate, and he would eat bricks if they were placed infront of him.

Hunger, yes who would know better than him, Shlok thought looking at her vigorously attacking at the salad with her fork and taking mouthfuls of it...

"Sir please I beg of you give me two rupees, I am very hungry sir", the boy was crying. His chubby hands spread before him beseechingly, trying to explain to the man infront of him.

"Go away boy, I don't have any money to give you", the man said coldly. He impatiently looked at his expensive Rolex watch. "Where the heck had that Ehsaan gone to, why isn't he bringing my car?", he bit out angrily cursing his driver. "Please sir, if you can't give me two rupees, please give me one rupee, I am very hungry sir", the boy pleaded clasping his hands.

"Why must I repeat it again, I want you gone from here boy, can't you understand it?", he bit out angrily and then bent down to fondle his poodle's ears lovingly. He pulled out a tin of dog food and placed it infront of the poodle.

"Please sir, I'll pray for you, for God's sake give me one rupee or if you don't want to give me money just give me something to eat, I haven't eaten from three days, please sir", the boy fell down at the man's feet, tugging at his trouser's leg with grubby hands...

The man threw a disgusted look at the crying and dirty boy, who looked to be about 10 yrz and who was only wearing knickers in the freezing cold, his bare feet torn and injured due to his constant wandering on roads and his dirt-streaked thin face still had the last vestiges of chubbiness in it's shape...

He kicked him aside. The boy fell on the road sobbing, his whole body shaking with grief. He couldn't even cry for much longer, because his hungry stomach ached, whenever his body shook with crying...

The man turned at the sound of his car moving towards him. "About time Ehsaan", he growled at his driver. Then he felt a tug on the leash, that he was holding in his hand and he turned towards his dog, who was barking at the empty air.

Astounded the man look at the place where the begging boy was lying a moment ago and then at the place where he had placed the dog food infront of his poodle...

"The little thief", the man shouted angrily, shaking his fist at the invisible boy. The boy had ran away with the tin of dog food...

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