#4 Ashlok Dark FF - My Ransacked Heart/ UPDATED/ Chapter 55/ (Pg-147) - Page 72

Forever Autumn

Stale blood and stiff limbs are now the makings of me...

I'm dying to have you.

kiss me with love inside and out.

I'll be your dying rose.

Please hold me gentle

for I am prone to breaking

with your skin like morphine... ...

every touch from your hands healing me,

easing and killing my pain... ...

but i know this will never become true in my eyes.

You are something i can only imagine,

buried deeply in mind, im thinking intensely...

Deep intense thoughts of becoming apart of you,

breathing you in, sucking in your soul so that im half alive..

I want to be on your inside, cradling your precious heart in my palms.

I promise you I wont break it...

Please, can I keep you?..

Though A quiet crimson flow- an invisible line- near flat,

what's left of my heart is yours for the taking.

Inorder for the light to shine so brightly ~ the darkness must be present ~

Sir Francis Bacon

"Remember you are not of the world and the world is not for you son", Shlok stroked his son's face who was sitting on his lap, playing with a toy car. He was sitting on a bench inside the children's park, almost talking with himself and was too much lost in his thoughts to notice that his son was staring at him with big hazel eyes, innocence reflecting from their clear depths.

"People live in Utopia, a perfect world where nothing evil ever crosses them, or disturbs them", he said bitterly, still stroking his son's head absentmindedly.

"Try disturbing them once and they will come yapping at your heels, crying about the loss of their perfect world, because they don't know the reality of the world, they want to remain in the world of their own making", tiredness had seeped in his voice. The child smiled at him, too innocent to understand the havoc that was raging inside his father's heart.

"It's easy to point a finger at someone and remind him of what he is but very difficult to live his life, guess what son I lost my new job, the boss knew from somewhere that I used to be a male prostitute", he laughed bitterly and his son look at him with bewilderment even he could feel the sound of thousands of glass shattering in his father's voice.

"The world wants to see what they see, they conclude everything by themselves, never giving a chance to any person to show their good side, they push people to show their bad side", his voice broke at the end. "Don't you agree my son", he bent down to put his cheek against his son's cherubic one. "Yes dada", he chortled, happy in his utopia.

"The world lies that it understands, it doesn't understand at all, their agendas about saving the world, saving people are a big lie, they only speak words to sooth or support them, has anyone come forward to save people like us from abuse, never, they push us more towards the dark", his voice was growing hoarse.

"But you don't understand do you my son", he asks his three year old son, yearning had crept up in his voice but the child only patted his face happily and then went back to play with his toy. "World you succeeded atlast, I am tired of fighting, I accept the dark", he whispered, as the wind bore his voice on her wings taking it away from him.

"Time to go son I have to meet your grandpa Ramlal now", he lifted his son in his arms and headed towards the park's gate. "Grandpa Ram, yes wanna meet him", Abhi clapped excitedly at the news of meeting with his grandfather.

"Mommy", he asked innocently. "No your mommy won't be there, your grandfather had broken all ties with her", he answered silently and Abhi's face fell. "I am sorry son", desperation had crept up in his voice at seeing his son in pain but he felt helpless, unlucky as he couldn't seem to do anything right for his child. A gush of wind came and the dry leaves lifted with it skittering across the yellowing grass. They seemed to be silently saying to him "Welcome to our Life"...

Autumn had crept up in his life and now it was to stay there forever...

"Wow Shlok she is beautiful, so that's the secret behind coming out of your celibate life", a women appreciated Shlok, while throwing an acid glance towards Astha. Jealousy was evident from her tone. "Thanks Sam", Shlok gave her a measured smile which didn't quite reach his eyes.

"So where did you get her, she doesn't seem to be one of us", she eyed Astha up and down as if measuring her rival. Astha and Shlok both had reached the front of the hall, a little stage was raised there to give them the view of the whole hall and it's occupants. People were coming towards them to appreciate Shlok on the lavish ball.

A meeting had to be held in a half hour's time between the crime bosses of different gangs. Some had even arrived from countries well known for smuggling arms and drugs and were now served with many delicacies. "She is the daughter of Avdhoot Kirloskar, so you can have no doubt that she is not of this world", he answered a little stiffly. Astha gasped and was about to retort that she had no father of this name, when Shlok squeezed her waist warningly and she snapped her mouth shut, biting back the angry retort.

"Oh I see, that renowned don that vanished not two months ago", she whistled softly under her breath. "Tell me what's the secret hmm, you killed him or made him disappear because of her", she smiled suspiciously pointing a long-taloned finger towards Astha.

"Sorry I don't have a father I don't relate myself with him, some people are born bas***ds and I am one of them now excuse us", before Shlok could reply Astha answered hurriedly then tugging at an astonished Shlok's arms she dragged him away from Sam's periphery leaving her staring at them open-mouthed...

"Why did you said that princess?, I was going to answer her", Shlok hissed with irritation as they reached out of ear shot of Sam. "So what, I answered for you, what's the difference?", she retorted back. "Why the possessive attitude princess, you are not my wife", he answered somewhat stonily. "Yes I am your mistress, and I guess a mistress has more rights than a wife", raising an eyebrow at him she answered shamelessly.

He stared at her with irritation evident in his eyes. His nostrils flared once but he didn't speak anything. "Whatever", he waved his hand irritably.

"I have to go in the conference room now, as the meeting is about to commence in 5 minutes time", he glanced at his wristwatch then started to move towards the left side of the hall where a door lead towards the conference hall. "What, are you leaving me?", she suddenly clutched at his arm...

"What the heck princess, you won't be coming, women are not allowed in the meeting as they spill the secrets too easily", he answered snidely. "No don't leave me here", nervously she dug her nails in the starched fabric of his sleeve. "Why, they won't eat you", he snapped trying to prise her fingers away from his sleeve...

"They'll eat me haven't you noticed that they have really got big mouths", she widened her eyes in fake horror. "O what the hell princess, very tasteless joke", he snapped irritably. "Please, please na or I swear I'll stamp my feet like a child and embarrass you infront of them", she batted her eyelashes threatening him.

"You", he muttered a curse under his breath dragging her towards him. "Stop behaving like a child, you want a public scene I'll give you a public scene", he warned her under his breath while smiling forcefully for the guests benefit. "Please na", she pouted. "I swear princess, I'll put you over my knee and give you a public thrashing", he shook her like he would a quite willful child.

"Yes master your slave is ready for it", her eyes were dancing merrily. "Sometimes I don't know what to make of you", he shook his head helplessly as if trying to understand her. "Then understand this, I want to be with you everywhere cause I am afraid of getting lost in the crowd", she answered in a honest tone.

"I am not your father princess", he said a bit stiffly. "I know", she smiled sadly then rising on her toes, kissed him fully on his mouth infront of all people gathered around them. There was a collective gasp from the crowd as no one had dared to show this type of public affection in their midst and that too towards Shlok Agnihotri. Who never had a mistress in his life and always avoided women who become too clingy for his taste...

Shlok kissed her back for a moment before tearing his mouth away from her. "What are you doing princess", he hissed under his breath. "Kissing you", she answered innocently. "That I can see, but why for God's sake in public", he sounded disapproving. "Don't you remember it was you who wanted me to be a mistress in public", she answered in a saccharine tone. "But not like this", he narrowed his eyes at her.

"Okay I promise not to kiss you in public, but for that you have to take me to your meeting", she paused and when he opened his mouth angrily she continued raising her finger in warning. "Otherwise I'll try to kiss you again in public, it will be a tussle, you avoiding me and I trying to kiss you, so tell me who would be more embarrassed, me whom people don't know or you, whom all of them know", she raised her eyes to his face in a challenging gaze.

"You", he jerked towards her, his fingers curling in claws. "I ought to wring your neck like a chicken princess", he bit through clenched teeth. "It's your choice", she said with saccharine sweetness, batting her eyelashes at him.

"You'll regret it, I promise my little blackmailer", he smiled wolfishly, a chilling expression had begun to creep up his face. "We'll see", she brushed an imaginary speckle of dust from her shoulder. "Damn it I have to change my plans now", muttering angrily under his breath he signaled to Ramlal who was standing nearby, staring at them silently like all other guests.

He came at once and Shlok bent his head to whisper something in his ear. Ramlal frowned at first but then smoothing his face in a semblance of calm went towards the men who were now moving towards the conference room...

Thank God he had agreed she was quite afraid of the women and men gathered around her and didn't want to face them. With Shlok she felt a feeling of calmness and protectiveness. "Come on princess", Shlok tugged at a frozen Astha's arm, who jerked back to life away from her disturbing thoughts and then nodding her head followed him towards the conference room...

As soon as the meeting started she regretted her rash decision of coming here with Shlok as all men seemed to be eyeing her lecherously or gazing at her quite insolently. She was sitting beside Shlok, her hand still clutching at his arm tightly which he hadn't tried to move away from her hold.

She should leave, can one leave during the meeting, she thought nervously and got up from the chair. Shlok threw a warning look at her, his words forming the word no. Astha moved her nervous gaze all around the room, the men were all looking at Shlok with mocking expressions. It dawned on her that if she did left the room Shlok will be made the target of their ridicule...

"Eh Shlok Agnihotri your latest floozy seems to be so eager to get away from your side", one of them threw snidely at Shlok. They all hated Shlok Agnohotri from the bottom of their heart, it was only the fear of his power that had shut them up till now but after knowing him weakening for his mistress that had made him change the rule about allowing women inside they were burning with anger...

They hadn't any authority to change the rules as only the big boss from a big crime racket could do that and Shlok Agnihotri was that big boss with the biggest crime racket in the whole country. They hadn't brought the women inside as they didn't trust their mistresses, however much they were free to bring them inside.

"Guess what now we know his secret behind his having no mistress all those years, he is not man enough to hold them at all ", another one piped in and all the men sitting at the table dissolved in a fit of mocking laughter. Astha looked at Shlok with a burning face. His face had gone pale with extreme anger, his lips had compressed in a tight line and his eyes were shooting cold daggers at them. It greatly pained her to see him like this being the target of ridicule.

To hell with her self-respect she knew that she had to do something, she was the one who had brought that on him by being here and she would be the one who would get him out of this fix. "Gentlemen who told you that I am leaving my Shlok's side, I was only exchanging the chair for his chair", she raised her gaze and fixed them with a confident stare.

Astha sashayed near his chair and boldly leaned against the arm rest, her one arm going around his shoulder. "Sorry for disturbing you all, but couldn't keep away from him", she stroked the nails of her other hand like a kitten across his thigh. His whole body stiffened in the chair. He raised a furious gaze to her face which promised retribution. She returned his furious gaze with a sweet smile of her own.

"Go on with your meeting", inclining her head towards him she whispered in his ear. The men stared with avid interest at the little tete-a-tete between them. "You gonna regret it", Shlok bared his teeth in a wolfish smile. "Bring it on", she breathed near his face and he snapped his mouth shut with a click.

She could feel him mentally seething with anger. His control was truly immense, only the thin white line of his lips, the grooves forming at his cheeks and the tiny pulse ticking at the corner of his mouth betrayed his inner turmoil...

One of them cleared his throat and they both moved away. It was the elderly Chinese one, he asked something in rapid Chinese all the while staring at Astha. Shlok stiffened at her side then answered sharply in flawless Chinese on which that man's face fell.

Astha stared at him with open-mouthed amazement. How many languages did Shlok know, she had heard him answering back to an Uzbek smuggler, a Russian arms dealer and now this Chinese don in their specific languages. "What did he ask?", she asked in a whisper.

"He said that I've got a spirited mistress, who've got too much a sharp tongue for her own good, I should teach her a lesson or two inorder to tame her", he whispered back. "And what did you say?", she asked breathlessly as a vision of her lying beneath him as he thrust heavily between her legs flashed across her mind and she almost bit back a moan.

"What did you say then?", she asked breathlessly, trying to control her erratic breathing that the vision initiated in her mind. "I said that I like your sharp tongue and its usage quite a lot", he whispered back while hiding a smile at her horrified expressions.

She gulped, digging her nails nervously in his arm. He had said nothing of this type to the Chinese don infact he had snapped at the don to keep away from his personal life as he never tried to interfere in their life ever. But he didn't know why it had come in his mind to tease Astha. He was enjoying her nervousness, her nearness. Stop right there Shlok Agnihotri, his mind told him and his secret smile vanished completely...

The meeting was over so he got up from his chair with a nervous Astha following him outside in the hall.

The atmosphere outside was boisterous as ever, people were chattering heavily and all the women were now moving towards the buffet table as the men had come outside. Each of the men had wrapped a possessive arm around their respective women. The Chinese one too had a big brassy woman with him who was overly tall looming like a giant over his tiny frame.

She looked like a mean witch with tiny black eyes and a beaky nose while the Chinese man looked like a wizened child with a white goatee. Strange couple, how do they make love, Astha thought and almost laughed aloud at the vision of that giant woman straddling the wizened Chinese, holding his goatee for support while they made love.

"Why are you smiling?", Shlok snapped near her. She frowned he was alright in the meeting but till the end he had become ill-mannered again. What had happened to change him thus? Now he looked quite in a bad temper, glowering at everyone. "Is smiling a crime?", she raised her eyebrows. "No", he answered waspishly. "My, my who pushed your wrong button", she mocked.

"You did, I told you not to come with me in the meeting", he growled. "Did the Chinese don said something to anger you?", she frowned quite confused with his angry behavior. "No he didn't", he pinched the bridge of his nose. How should he tell her that she was the reason that he was feeling quite on edge, confused, angry that he wanted her near him all the time even when his mind gave him warning signals to keep away from her.

Everyone was staring suspiciously at them so Astha threw them a saucy smile and then moving closer to his side wrapped a slender arm around his waist. "Put your arm around me, everyone is staring at us", she hissed a warning at him. Shlok glared at her for a moment then curling a long arm around her shoulders walked them towards the long table placed at the end of the hall where all people were being served with food by uniformed waiters...

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