1. kidnapped

AYAAN MUKHERJEE'S POV

Pain...

Pain is all what I am feeling, the striding nausea going up to my head.

The cold breeze striking against my bare skin, making me shiver at its every touch.

I suddenly felt a beam of light focused on my face. I tried to open my eyes, blurry and black void like space waiting for me.

After a while my vision got clear, I found myself naked, hanging upside down with a jute rope piercing my skin.

My body seems like I went to a war with a wild bear, scratches and purplish-red marks lie on my body everywhere.

As I tried to Pierce my gaze in black pitch void, I could feel someone standing there and looking at me with his unyielding eyes.

I felt goosebumps all over my body, just by his gaze.

"Ww-who's there?", I asked nervously.

Nothing came.

"Who's there?" I asked again, but with more base.

Nothing again.

Suddenly, I saw a hand lighting a cigar in his mouth, giving me a slight look of his sculpted jaw structure and the way his lips curve in a smirk after hearing my plea.

His feet start to move towards me with the cigar in his mouth and one hand in pocket.

Now I could see his face properly.

But I wish I didn't.

Yuvraaj Singhania, a famous textile businessman but everyone knows the best. He is the Godfather of the underworld, continuing his grandfather's legacy with his business tactics.

Rumors are that he is so cold and ruthless that even the people he works with call him 'emotionless robot.'

He is a 6 '5 broad man. I am not any smaller but I barely can survive against him. He is one of the most huge men I have ever seen.

I have seen many of my girlfriends talking about him like he is some god or what.

I agree he is too handsome to be a human with his jet black eyes, sculpted face structure and that devilish smile that I just saw.

No gonna lie that my heart pounds too.

But if we exclude his handsome features he is no less than that of a monster we see in horror films.

Who will kill anyone mercilessly who will come across his way.

People also call him 'another name of terror.'

As I was indulged in my thoughts, he gets his face so close to mine that a slight movement and we will be recreating the scene of the movie 'spider-man'

I was hanging upside down and suddenly I landed on the floor very roughly with my mouth having a taste of the dirt across the floor.

Maybe he cut the rope by which I was hanging. Surely this is what must have happened.

He took a fistful of my hair and lifted my head until I was on my knees, screaming.

The way he manhandled me, I am sure this man is into bdsm.

Brutal.

Harsh.

But Savagely handsome.

These words define him the best.

"How dare you lie your filthy hands upon my sister?" he asked nonchalantly.

Sister? What sister?

"I don't know what you are talking about?" I said nervously.

" You don't know what I am talking about. Huh!?, you will know it very soon." He said with a con smile.

Doomed.

I know now I am about to get fucked so bad.

One of his men, I suppose, came from the dark. He grabbed me by the nape and took me to a huge water trunk.

I knew what was coming for me.

But before I could prepare myself he just threw my head in the water trunk.

I started panicking, unable to breathe.

"Stop",Yuvraaj said from behind.

I could feel the terror of his voice in this room.

He let me go from his grasp on his boss' demand. I was lying on the ground, hyperventilating. Yuvraaj got down to my level.

"Now you remember my sister," he said ruthlessly.

I nodded my head.

I remember her now.

The girl in the black.

That Beautiful girl.

Flashback

Two months ago, I was in a club, waiting for my drink.

The aura of the club was so dark, the club goes by the name 'dark vibe'.

Everyone present in the club was going crazy, dancing like crazy. Ladies swaying their bodies from right to left and men present there just eyeing them.

I was sitting in a corner of a club, drinking like a maniac after my recent break up from my girlfriend.

She left me or more accurately dumped me after getting to know my so-called friend, Ritvik.

Bastard.

He took my girl in my presence.

Or

Maybe she had been eyeing him for a long time.

As I was drinking, a beautiful girl in her early twenty wearing a black short short dress with her cleavage on display.

She sits beside me and orders a whiskey on the rocks.

Impressive.

As I was checking her out totally drunk, she glanced at me.

Her light honey brown eyes glistened with tears.

"Hey beautiful lady, Can I buy you a drink?" I said, giving her my most charming smile.

She turned her head towards me.

"No, thanks. I am good for now. Just enjoying the music." she answered.

Playing hard to get. huh!?

" So can I enjoy the music with you? Maybe we can dance together.," I said, insisting.

" Well I don't really know, I am not much of a dancer." She said unsurely.

"Then, may I have the honor to teach you my great dancing moves, my lady?"

She chuckled.

I got her.

After a long session of dancing and drinking, we enjoyed each other's company and things started to get heated.

We ended up having each other in bed.

Rough.

Hard.

After the night went down. I found myself in bed alone.

Naked.

She eloped.

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I HOPE YOU LIKED IT.

~to be continued