Entangled Hearts!

PART II

The more he came closer, the more visible he became to her. Reality dawns on her as hope starts rising in her heart. Hope gleamed in her eyes as she smiled through tears. The man came and stood just an inch away from her not even looking at her till now. His attention was focused on the swaying trees at a distance as the harsh wind slapped through them. His sharp eyes looked almost inhumane as he flicked his fingers in front of the other man who had grabbed the girl. The other man instantly bowed down and left the girl standing two feet away from them.

Mili stood on the pavement while he was on the ground yet she just reached till his nose. "Y-You? H-How?" She whispered as she saw him sliding his hand into his pocket and taking out a cigarette, his man immediately passed him the lighter as he put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it using his both hands. He sighed, puffing out a good amount of smoke before finally drifting his fiery eyes to the fragile looking girl in front of him. As soon as his eyes landed on her, she shuddered with terror. His eyes were the most horrifying eyes she had ever witnessed, not because of the appearance but because of the emotions he held in them. It promised her something she wouldn't even want in any of her births, a promise to ruin her to ashes.

The harsh wind slapped through them ruining his perfectly gelled hair in the moment and making them fall off his forehead. He was devilishly handsome with a sharp jawline and grey eyes... What more added to his masculinity was the sheer dominance and power his personality screamed. Mili hadn't seen someone as beautiful and frightening as him. Her ammu always told her that looks could be deceiving and he was here in front of her to set her a living example of it. Her dupatta swayed with the wind and landed on his face making him fist it instantly and shove it away from his face as if it burned him. He lifted his ruthless eyes looking into her scared ones. She, out of terror, took a step back and he vulgarly grabbed the neck of her suit along with the dupatta and pulled her to him. Mili shrieked in terror and humiliation as he shamelessly gawked at her condition.

"You don't like decency, do you?" He growled at her tilting his face so that it was just in front of hers, mere inches apart. Mili, on the other hand, was a sobbing mess now. The whole environment echoed with her loud sobs as she helplessly tried freeing herself from his grip. He pulled her up straightening his head so that she was standing on her tiptoes now. She gripped his shirt out of reflex to save herself from falling. His eyes left her face and darted to where she touched as he felt her fisting his shirt. He hated to be touched, especially by a woman. Coming across hundreds of greedy women in his 27 years of existence, he thought of it as just a way to lure men into their doom. He considered women more venomous than a snake and would never entertain one even in his worst nightmares. "Please I beg-" her words fell to deaf ears as he glared at her small hand covered in chocolate gripping his shirt. He roughly grabbed her hand and shoved it away from his chest looking at his now creased and stained shirt.

"You filthy rat!" He left her with a jerk making her stumble on her feet and slid his left hand into her thick locks, roughly grabbing them and pulling her up again. Mili screamed in pain and agony as she tried reaching his hand that was in her hair. He grabbed her other hand and squeezed it painfully in his hold as she whimpered with tears continuously flowing from her eyes. Her entire wait was on her hairs as she was standing on her tiptoes and unable to hold onto anything. She never felt this much pain in her life before. It was as if someone had set her scalp on fire. He gave her hand a final squeeze jerking it away and wiped his hand from her dupatta and then from his pants.

"Ahhhh! Please no...it hurts so much. P-please" She cried out as he pulled onto her hair more and more with each passing second. Her painful eyes looked into his, pleading for mercy yet he refused to show any. "Now... isn't that what i fucking want?" He said pulling her to him, making her body crash with his. Her soft bosoms touched his bare chest as she breathed heavily, the first three buttons of his shirt being undone. Her hiccups resonated through the empty road making the hitherto serene night gloomy and somewhat cursed but it had no effect on the beast who mercilessly inflicted the pain on the poor girl crushing her soul, giving her the scars that even god won't be able to fade with time. Mili couldn't tolerate it anymore as her breathing labored and she started panting, gulping huge amounts of oxygen, her trembling hands reached out to hold onto him again but again he grasped her dainty hand before it could touch him.

"I'll motherfucking skin you alive if you ever dare to put your dirty paws on me. And trust me on what I say cos I never go back on my words." He pupils moved rapidly as he brought her face closer looking at her trying to search for any cunningness or shrewdness on her face but he found none, instead he was met with sheer innocence and vulnerability that her face displayed. Her face was red and eyes swollen by all the crying. Her honey brown eyes collided with his dark grey ones as he looked right through her soul. As soon as their eyes met, she sobbed more witnessing the murderous look in his eyes. He felt her hand trembling in his as she tried speaking but couldn't voice out anything choking on her tears because of the immense pain and terror she felt.

Black dots started appearing in front of her eyes as her vision blurred and she fell limp in his arms. He kept looking at her for seconds before roughly grabbing her jaw, squeezing it as he tried to look through any act of hers. He harshly patted her cheek but nothing. Realization dawned upon him that the girl had fallen unconscious. "That's it? This soon?" He whispered to himself as he sighed, biting his lower lip, raking his right hand through his hair. Mili's feet touched the ground as he loosened his hold on her hair, she would've fallen backwards if not for his grip on her head. He signaled the bald man to come forward. "Ravi, handle this mess and you know where to bring her." He shoved the girl into his guard Ravi's arms and pulled out his handkerchief from his pants pocket, roughly wiping his hands with it.

"I don't know why the fuck I even pay you bastards when I have to dirty my hands for even the matters as petty as this". He lifted his eyes from his hands and glared at Ravi. "Sorry boss" Ravi shuddered looking down in shame and fear as the man stepped towards Ravi. "Sorry, up your ass!" He hissed before shoving the handkerchief in his hand and walking away. He reached his car, opening the door as he turned around, giving one final look to the girl. "And no physical harm!" He deadpanned as he slid into his car and it was soon out of sight followed by the other cars. Ravi sighed looking at the exhausted girl in his arms. Her cheeks were still damp with tears as her kajal was smudged leaving trails along with her tears and some of her curly hair sticking on her cheeks. Her nose was red and lips red and glossy by all the crying. She was breathing softly now, no more rugged and labored breathing. "Told you!" He whispered to her gulping audibly before leaning down and throwing her over his shoulder.

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