#3 Ashlok Dark FF - My Ransacked Heart/UPDATED/ Chapter 38 /(Pg-135) - Page 32

Chapter 29

Masked Lies

I hid behind a mask composed of lies and a smile.

Under certain conditions,

one must be someone they are not,

to protect the person that they are.

I was full of fear and even more shame.

All they could see was dark chocolate eyes

darting left to right in a paranoid fashion,

not that they cared enough to notice.

Behind this smiling face is the saddest of frowns

and eyes drowned in the tears of untold secrets.

I was the deceit of rosy cheeks and purple lips,

which were forced to bear a grin.

Time passes by and so do the people.

Every day I fear my mask will be yanked down

from the glory of its power because of someone seeing

secrets being kept in the crevices of my irises or the

silent screams in the slip of a tear.

I took the mask off that day.

There were no tears, nor frowns, or even lips

glued in a disapproving straight line.

Alas, no cheerful eyes either.

Only placid eyes and a synthetic smile.

I have become the mask.

I have become the lie.

Behind every mask there is a face ~ and behind that a story ~

Marty Rubin

"I don't stare at you, I only keep a watch on you, so you won't run away", his rude answer, brought her crashing to the ground. "Obnoxious pig", Astha muttered angrily under her breath...

Shlok completely ignored her angry muttering and went towards the bed again, picking up two shopping bags, rummaging inside them. He drew a box and a cylindrical shape something out of them and extended them towards her.

"Wear them", he said quietly. "What are they?", she asked, narrowing her eyes and looking suspiciously at them. "Take them princess", he ordered her in a chilly voice. "I don't know why you are doing this, what do you really want from me? Please tell me?", she spread a hand beseechingly towards him."So impatient princess to know the real reason", he smiled sardonically.

When she still looked beseechingly at him he slammed both things in her hand and ordered her in an authoritative voice to first wear them, then he'll tell her the real reason...

When she didn't budge he clicked his tongue impatiently and took the boxes from her hands, tearing at the wrappings and revealing a perfume, Vixen from Victoria's Secret from the first box and then a bright coral red lipstick from Givenchy...

Astha first looked at the perfume and lipstick, then at his face, uneasiness was beginning to reflect from her face. Before she could utter a single word of protest, he caught her jaw in a steely grip and ran the tip of lipstick over her lips, coloring them a bright red. "What are you doing?", she asked him in a horrified voice, when he started to spray the perfume in short spurts, first at her neck, then behind her ears, in her cleavage and the hammering pulse at her wrist.

"All done", he smirked with satisfaction, and casually put down the lipstick and perfume on the dressing table...

"Why are you doing this?", she asked, looking at him with worried eyes. Some unknown feeling of dread had already begun spiralling down her spine. "You'll know soon princess", his smile was chilled, which increased her apprehension to a notch higher.

"Give me your hands", he asked her, taking out a pair of handcuffs from his trouser's pocket. "No I am not going to wear them", she backed away like a skittish horse. She was feeling jittery all over. Her nerves were beginning to crackle like burning wood due to tension. ...

"Now be a good girl princess and wear them, so I can be satisfied that you won't try to run when I'll take you outside", he drawled arrogantly and moved towards her. "No, N.. no...Nnnoo, Where are you taking me", she swallowed fearfully and backed away a few more inches...

"Nowhere in particular, just going to take you down for a stroll to the children's park, princess", he smiled tauntingly. "Don't joke please, are...a..re...y...you", going to kill me", she asked in a dreaded voice. "Very intelligent are you princess, did you left your brain behind, when you were getting kidnapped", he gave a mocking laugh.

"Why would I kill you, you are too much a precious bait for me", he explained. But she still looked at him with confused eyes. " I want you to meet someone, whom you know very well", he continued, but when she showed no sign of budging away from her place, he gave an impatient growl and clasping her arm in a hard grip, began to drag her towards the exit...

"No I am not going with you anywhere, I know you want to murder me", she cried scared out of her wits. His strange behaviour was frightening her shitless. "No, no, I don't want to die", she screamed, digging her heels in the carpet.

Shlok pursed his lips angrily and lifted her bodily off the floor and in his arms. "No I don't want to die", she flailed in his arms. "Shut up", he roared throwing her over his shoulder in a caveman lift. "No leave me please", she was getting hysterical. "Would you shut up", he smacked her butt. She fell silent as if someone had suddenly turned off a radio button...

Her head was hanging off his shoulder and blood was beginning to rush inside it, making her dizzy. She didn't know how much they have traveled, how many stories down, when he put her down on her feet outside an open metal door. Blood rushed back to her numb body, and she staggered, but he caught her arm in the nick of a second...

"Where are you taking me", her teeth were beginning to chatter from fear. But without uttering a single word, he pushed the door open with one hand and placing his other hand in the small of her back, pushed her inside the room.

A tiny scream left her mouth as she recognized the place, from her most horrific nightmare. Everything came rushing back to her. She felt the blizzards of memory hitting her vulnerable mind, her endless night of fear and agony after kidnap, his threats, his blackmail and her first death of innocence at his hands. He had brought her to the dungeon...

"Welcome to hell princess", Shlok gave a soft laugh near her ear. She felt if someone was squeezing her windpipe, so much was the feeling of fear that was permeating through her skin. She felt trapped in the dark and dank room, a prisoner of her agony, with the vulture of fear circling around her body...

Someone switched on the light and she was blinded by it's intensity hitting her retinas and making her wince. "Princess why are you closing your eyes don't you want to see your gift", his dark mocking laugh was like, little pieces of glass, that when broken one cannot see, but once they prick the vulnerable skin, they get lodged inside it forever...

The Mafioso was right she was back in hell, but it seemed she was never out of hell, the heaven which he had shown her for a nanosecond was an illusion, and just like a traveller in a desert land she had felt as if she had found the water at last...

Astha opened her blurry eyes in the green and blue light of the room and the first thing that caught her sight was a man lying unconscious on a chair, which looked more like a torture device then a simple chair. Metal rods were surfacing from the legs and arms of the chair, curling tightly around the man's hands and feet. His clothes were torn and bloodied, and where the skin showed, it was black and blue from being beaten badly.

She couldn't see the man's face, because it was partially shielded from her and hanging loosely over his neck, on the other side...

But she felt a fear of unknown crawling down her skin, she felt as if she had known that man before.

"Wake him up", Shlok ordered to someone and for the first time she noticed two men standing not far away from the unconscious man and her eyes widened when she recognized one of them. "Ramu kaka, you, what are you doing here?", her voice broke with astonishment. "Why are you asking him? Ask me?", Shlok gave a harsh laugh. Astha turned towards him with a dumbfounded look on her face...

Shlok was leaning against the doorjamb. "He is my right henchman and my partner in crime, he helped me kidnap you", his lips curling in a twisted smile, he closed the door with a bang, locking all of them inside. She felt as if someone had pushed her right off from the surface of earth and she was falling in the endless space now. "No...it's not true, My God it's not true, tell me Ramu kaka, it's not true", she turned towards Ramu Kaka who was busy in waking up the unconscious man...

"It's true princess and he won't speak to you, because he is not answerable to you, simple", he rasped near her ear. Startled, she turned on her heels and glanced at him standing so near her that even a puff of air won't come in between them. His face was wearing the same cruelly twisted mask of initial days, not even a hint of mercy showed in his hard features, flames of malevolence were kindling in his dark eyes and she could see her pale and frightened reflection in his dilated pupils, feel their heat scorching the last pore of her vulnerable finger...

Someone groaned from behind her and she froze as her mind recognized the sound. She glanced at him with disbelieving eyes as if she wanted him to tell her that the sound that she had heard now was of the same person that she had thought of...

But he arched an eyebrow at her expression and the corner of his lip uplifted in a dark smile. "What princess, you don't want to see your gift?", he switched on a cold smile and then clasping her shoulders turned her towards the unconscious man who was no longer unconscious now, but infact was looking at them with petrified eyes. "As...as...th...aa...As...", his mouth was opening and closing like a goldfish...

Astha felt something hit her in the middle, her insides begun to sunk in a bottomless pit. "NOOO...Daddyyy", she screamed with agony and rushed towards her father, but Shlok caught her from the middle.

"Don't touch her, you b*****d, you son of w****e", Avdhoot screamed with all his might, to be punched right in his face by Ramlal. Blood started to seep down his nose, dripping over his torn clothing...

"Don't please don't hurt my father", Astha struggled in his arms. "Oho possessive father, daddy's little girl really", Shlok cackled, he was enjoying their desperation, their pain. He was finally feeling as if it was raining inside the barren, burning desert, that was his heart, the pain inside it, lessening somewhat, after seeing their hopeless and pitiless state...

"Don't touch her", he mimicked Avdhoot. "But sadly dear Avdhoot I've already had the first taste of dessert, what say you princess?", he whispered the last remark inside her ear, his arms wrapped tightly around her middle.

"Nooo you son of b****h, how dared you touch my daughter", Avdhoot roared, trying to free his arms and legs from the iron binds, to be slapped once again by Ramlal. "Please don't hurt him I beg of you", Astha hiccupped, pleading with the man, who was turning again into the same monster, the same merciless, bitter, sadistic and twisted man, for whom she had felt more than hate, just a few moments ago...

"I've already more than touched her, do tell your daddy what were we doing in my room before I brought you here, do tell him the details too, where were my hands, and mouth", Shlok gave a crude laugh...

"Shutup, you w*****eson", Avdhoot spat out the blood from his mouth and began to struggle harder to free himself from his bounds, bruising his arms and legs in the process...

Ramlal gave him again a tight slap across his face which made Astha cry harder, her whole body shaking with mindless grief and the feeling of helplessness...

"Please don't hurt him, I beg you", she said hiccupping, her knees buckled and she hung in his arms, defeated, like a ragged doll. "

"Ahh, my sensitive heart can't handle so much love between father and daughter, it will expire", he laughed sarcastically and left his hold around her. She sat down heavily on the floor with a thump, her head hanging in defeat.

"Leave her alone you f****g son of a b****h", Avdhoot swore loudly. "Like you left my family alone", his voice came out as honeyed poison. Astha raised her startled gaze towards Shlok who had a cold smile on his face and then at her father, whose face had gone ashen now. It looked as he was about to puke...

"I don't know what are you talking about", Avdhoot swallowed nervously. Astha had gone quiet but she could detect the waves of tension emanating from both of them.

"So you won't say it infront of your daughter, hmmm, daddy's clean image would be tarnished", Shlok mocked in a thoughtful voice.

"Don't you dare talk to my daddy like that", Astha spat out from the floor, but when she saw no hint of mercy appearing inside him she begun to plead again. "Why are you hurting us like that, what have we done to deserve this, please leave us alone", she addressed him tearfully, clasping her hands infront of him.

"So dear daddy, your princess doesn't know, I was right, you wouldn't have told your dirty deeds to anyone, did you?", Shlok addressed Avdhoot in a jeering tone. Asthas hand had fallen to her sides and now she was looking at them, her gaze switching between her father and Shlok...

"I told you I don't know what are you talking about, what dirty deeds, I am a simple businessman, who've got a factory, where only simple construction material is prepared", Avdhoot blurted out, but perspiration was beginning to appear on his forehead...

"Wow a simple businessman, I am really impressed", Shlok taunted. Frown lines were beginning to appear on Astha's face.

"So you are not going to tell the truth to your daughter", he asked from Avdhoot who pursed his lips. "Okay fine", he heaved a sigh and then striding towards Astha, caught her arms in a bruising grip and dragged her struggling body, upwards on her feet.

"Ramlal, Shyam you both go outside I'll call you when I'll need you", Shlok gave a brisk order to his henchmen, who nodded obediently and walked outside. Astha gazed helplessly at Ramlal, her eyes pleading with him to help her, but he once gave her a pitiful glance when he walked past her and then strode outside with Shyam in tow...

"So tell me Avdhoot Kiroskar, what should I do with your daughter, kill her before your eyes, or take her right on the floor infront of you?", Shlok drawled, once his henchmen were outside...

"Nooo", Astha struggled in his arms and Shlok clamped a large hand over mouth, stifling her cry...

"Leave her alone, if you want money I'll give you money, more then you have ever imagined in your life", Avdhoot sputtered, struggling harder to get up from the chair, making it creak on it's legs...

"I think the second option would be best, what say you princess? Shlok said sweeping her sweaty hair aside from her brow. "No please", she sobbed...

"No, don't do that please don't hurt my daughter, kill me but don't hurt her", Avdhoot cried, his neck tendons had tautened and were now beginning to show due to his effort...

"Why princess, you would like it and your daddy would certainly enjoy it", he gave a dark laugh, swaying her in her arms. Astha's head had fallen over her neck like a broken stem, her body was going numb...

"No, n...n...no, As...thu, pp..lease, don't d..do this tt..o her, kill me, I beg you", Avdhoot hiccupped, his bruised right eye was beginning to close down, due to swelling...

But Shlok ignored his pleading, his past agony, his misery, his anger was now flowing like lava in his bloodstream, his heart was burning like the living breathing volcano about to burst and it wanted to burn everything to ashes in his periphery, including the girl in his arms...

"Why shy infront of daddy princess, you are already my w****e, did you tell your daddy, about my gifts, the clothes, the jewellery, the perfume, mmm, you smell so good", he said sadistically and after whispering the last remark in her ear, he bit hard at her earlobe, making her whole body shudder helplessly in his arms...

"Nooo, Asthuuu", Avdhoot was banging the back of his head on the chair now, crying brokenly...

He was the dragon, breathing fire down her ears and she wanted to scream, that she didn't want to be destroyed by his fire, didn't want to burn to cinders in his flame, but nothing except an anguished moan left her lips...

"So saintly daddy do tell your princess that you would enjoy me shagging her infront of you after all you enjoyed the same scenario before, didn't you?",he addressed Avdhoot, vitriolically...

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