A BROKEN ANGEL AND A WOUNDED...

By shaperai

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INTRODUCING Manik malhotra~asias no.1 youngest business tycoon..age 26 yrs..winning businessman of the year a... More

A BROKEN ANGEL AND A WOUNDED PRINCE
A BROKEN ANGEL AND A WOUNDED PRINCE
A BROKEN ANGEL AND A WOUNDED PRINCE
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
AUTHOR'S SORRY NOTE :-(
CHAPTER 5 B
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
NEW STORY
NEW CHARACTERS
CHAPTER 10
PROMO!!!
CHAPTER 11
NEW FAN FIC..!!!
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
DONT SKIP(ITS IMPORTANT)
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER 23
CHapter 24
CHAPTER 25
AWARD NOMINATIONS!!!
CHAPTER 26
CHAPTER 27
CHAPTER 28
CHAPTER 29
CHAPTER 30
CHAPTER 31
CHAPTER 32
CHAPTER 33
Chapter 35
CHAPTER 36
CHAPTER 37
CHAPTER 38
CHAPTER 39
CHAPTER 40
CHAPTER 41
CHAPTER 42
CHAPTER 43
CHAPTER 44
CHAPTER 45
CHAPTER 46
CHAPTER 47
Chapter 48
CHAPTER 49
CHAPTER 50
CHAPTER 50 B
THANK YOU SO MUCH!
CHAPTER 51
WANT EPILOGUE?
EPILOGUE
BONUS+1

CHAPTER 34

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By shaperai

Nandini POV

I left his office feeling uncomfortable with his behavior and bluntness and I am still shivering and have ragging breath still. I wanted to push him and slap him on his handsome face for his possessiveness and stubbornness but don't know why didn't get courage to do that even somewhere deep inside my heart I was liking it.

Oh no!!again those nonsense... Control!!

"Tring..!! Tring..!!" Suddenly my phone blare in my bag startling me from my thoughts. I after rummaging through in my bag found it with Mitali's name flashing on screen. I hastily received it with a frown of concern because they never call me unless its something important.

"Yeah Mitali!!what happened?" I asked in concern.

"Ma'am!!!we have something important to tell you can you please come at Singh Sahib Motel." She huffed. I frowned but agreed.

***

I reached Singh Saheb motel in 20 mins as described by Mitali. I once climbed from car and rushed inside and ask the receptionist about room number 102. But the thought troubling me  is why she called me in this motel what's is wrong. As receptionist stated I following it eventually reached room number 102 and knocked the door. After patiently waiting for few min door finally creak opened and there standing my whole team with panic face.

"Tell me what the hell has happened and what's wrong?" I asked the moment I entered .

"What happen.??why you guys call me here?" I asked exasperating.

They didn't answer but spread a little to reveal a very young girl who was looking scared and vulnerable. I bewildered.

"What's happened here and who is she and why she is here?" I yelled in irritation.

Have they done something wrong with her??? No..they can't..

"Mam relax!! Humne ESA kuch ni kia jese aap soch rahi ho even the thing is more serious and complicated" ashna said with seriousness.

"Then what it is.. Muje koi bataega!!" I roared and the stranger girl flinched.

"Mam first calm down. We are telling you everything from start." Ranjit said in a pacifying tone. "Well!!we actually were roaming the last village of Chandigarh and there we found this girl running for her life and we decided to help her but on asking what she told us came like a shock." Ranjit explained and stopped there.

"She told us k jis village se ye belong krti hai vo Chandigarh ka sbse conservative village hai. Aur waha every year ek annual fair k naam PR illicit and surreptitious tarike say ladkio ko bech dete hai. Unke maa baap ko thode se paise de k samuhik vivaah k naam PR bhole bhale gareebo ko bewakuf banate h. Is crime me country k Jane mane politician k hath h. Ye news pehle b leak hui thi but proof na hone pr is matter ko daba dia gaya tha. Yaha 14 se 23 saal tk ki ladkio ki shaadi k naam PR Bali dee jati h." He explained pacing in the room with seriousness while I was listening with full attention. "Aur haan kisi k b maa baap ko aj tk ye ni pata k unki betiyaan akhir gai kaha aur nahi unhone kabi pata krne ki koshish ki." He finished it.

"Pr ye samuhik vivaah hai kb?"and I added further "aur ye SB Is ladki kese pata hai?"

"Ye aaj sham 5 bje hai. Village ki 20 ladkion ka future khtre me h." Shivam huffed "aur Ise ye sb islie pata hai kyunki isne unhe baat krte sun lia tha..aur fir wahan se bhag gai." He completed.

"Tumlog ko pata hai vo politician kon hai?"I asked after thinking for a moment and they shook their heads. " well!!no problem waha jake SB pata lg jaega aur Hume unhe bachane jaa rahe h. Aaj unka ye ghatiya sach reveal krna hai at any cost."I stated determinedly.

"Pr..pr..vo..vo..log bht khatarnak h." The stranger girl suddenly spoke looking terrified.

"Don't worry risk Lena hamara job hai." I said with a confident smile as so my crew.

It is not the first time we are operating on some illicitness. Of course it is our job. We are journalist and hunting news is a duty of a journalist. We don't care how much risk it takes but we do it with our life and blood and give our 100%.

**
As directed we reached the venue where she mentioned the fair leaving her in motel because she was looking so weak and scared. It really is a small and backward village no traces of development. We have to leave our jeep on the other side of river because there is no convenience of bridge to cross the river. We crossed it with the help of the boat.

The whole fair is really seems like a huge festival. Everything is so folksy and cultural. Small stalls and shops of hand made stuffs like knitted bag,dresses,Punjabi turban, earthenware,bangles,handmade toys, sweets etc. Everyone is wondering around with a big joyful smile in punjabi traditional attires. No one can believe there is some illicit going to happen under the shadow of this beautiful village. That's why no one succeed to reveal the dirty truth of this beautiful fair. And I am really feeling for this poor innocent people. I am damn sure there won't be any school in this village observing their conservativeness I can say that with guarantee.

These citizen real need light of literacy in their village..

"So mam!!we reached here and what next now" Ashna asked.

"I will sneak into this as one of their bride kyunki yahi ek tariqa hai sach janne k. And tum log b disguise hone ki taiyaari karo." I told them about the plan "and ranjeet microphone and hidden kamre ki taiyaari karo. Humsb ko bht zarurat padne wali h." I ordered them.

"But mam ye bht risky hai aap unke beech kese. AGR koi gadbad ho gai to." Ashna asked worriedly.

"Don't worry!!I will be fine. R kisi na kisi tarah ye krna to hai hi. Guys be quick zada time nahi h hamare pass." I ordered sternly.

After half hours we all were ready in our Punjabi cultural attire to look one of them so no one doubt us. We planned to play a role in which Shivam will play my brother who wanted her sister means me to get married. He is in desperate need of money so he is ready to tie me with whoever.

I can say that he is nervous but I know he can do this. He is one of the best crew member we have.

"Shivam breath!!"I commanded him calmly to calm him and he did as I commanded.

Eventually after enquiring everyone about this mass marriage and where we have to go for registering we reached but I halted in my steps. When we heard voice coming from distances as if some men are laughing and talking curiosity kicks in me and I diverting my steps followed the voices and reaching there I saw men in white kurta payjama chatting. They were not normal people they were well known politicians of our country and one but one of them was really familiar that seeing him after these years in person I felt anger and hurt. Taking me back to my memory lane but this time I am not weak it is my chance to seek revenge from you Mr Premraag Madhvan. I smirked with determination. And now I am exploding with more determination and confidence because this is my chance to take my revenge and to destroy him. He tried to play my mother but now I will play him.

.....Flashback....

Its been a whole day after Yashodha Maasi threw us out of her house and basti people too kicked us out from basti. We have no place to go so we literally are on road living on footpath. Its also started monsoon season so rain is pouring on us heavily. Anorak sheet is our only shelter and prevention from rain.

My mother already went to search for work but nothing came in her lap. So we again after wasting whole day from hunger back to our spot under the rain. My mother is also looking weak and she is more worried for me but we don't have any option. So eventually we spent our whole night in heavy rain and waking up on next morning was another grief for my mother because I was burning with high fever quivering to death. My mom quickly took me from ground and rushed to hospital but no one helped her seeing our condition. It wasn't possible for me to survive but my mother never given up on me and finally far away from city a small town hospital admitted me and treated me. My mom have no other option or anyone to help her for my treatment. So she danced in a low class bar just for my treatment. It was against her values but she did it for me. After spending three whole day in hospital for my treatment doctor descharged me. But my mom continued to work in bar. The bar didn't pay well but was enough for the bread of two times we were started to live in the store room of the barvafter pleading to landlord. Our life still wasn't on track after struggle of two months.

Suddenly, I again fallen I'll with typhoid and typhoid was a costly treatment for my mom but she has to do to save me. She begged with the owner of the bar but he refused to help. After begging from everyone who was in her reach no one helped her.

When she fallen weak and miserable then nurse of the hospital where I get admitted told my mom that there is a great politician Mr Premraag Madhvan who can help her.

And my mother without any delay reached his office with me holding her finger without knowing his reputation. She calmly told her situation to him and he pretended like a good listener but there was something dirty going in his mind.

After listening my mom situation he agreed to help her but in return of to spend a night with her. My mom looked beyond shocked quickly declining his offer. She spitted on his face and exploded on him making him furious and when she tried to walk out he hooded him and tried to force himself on him saying he will offer us money how much we won't but my mom pushed him and tried to ran away from him with me to her side. He was running behind mom with his goons and after spotting a police station my mom barge inside but no one registered her complain listening the name of that powerful human. Even that beast handed my mom to him. They tried to gang rape my mom in police station in front of my eyes.

But there is a saying when god is with you no one can even touch your hair. And happened that co incidentally Mr Prashant Thakkar one of a powerful businessman of  country stormed inside the police station to registered the report of his missing son Abhimanyu Thakkar. And when he spotted them doing crime he like a guardian angel saved my mom and from that day we started to live with him in his mansion. He gave money for my treatment and a house maid job to my mom. He admitted in the same school where Abhi goes. He was the only angel in our life who changed our life in a single night.

He tried to seek justice for my mom but not having any proof our case had been closed.

...flashback over....

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