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About A Games of Chess
This is a sequel to my story The girl next door
This story is about Armaan's fight against the powerful character Meera who is holding his love Pankhudi captive and an attempt to avenge his friends.
I hope for your continued support to make this story a success.
This is a sequel to my story The girl next door
This story is about Armaan's fight against the powerful character Meera who is holding his love Pankhudi captive and an attempt to avenge his friends.
I hope for your continued support to make this story a success.
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Introducing the characters
Images used are for representation only
Since this story is a sequel to The Girl Next Door, most of the characters remain the same.
1. Neil
Age: 38 years
Profession: IT engineer
Looks: Fair complexion, blue eyes, Height 6'0", average built
About Neil: Neil lives with his wife Aditi in a posh area in Mumbai. He belongs to a wealthy family. He has 2 daughters, Avni and Pihu.
2. Aditi
Age: 35 years
Profession: University Lecturer
Looks: Fair complexion, Height 5'6" Figure 36C:28:38
About Aditi: Aditi and Neil had an arranged marriage. She is also from a good family. She lives a happy married life with Neil and their 2 daughters.
3. Meera
Age: 20 years
Profession: Writer
Looks: Wheatish complexion, height 5'5", figure 34D:26:36
About Meera: Meera moves next door to Neil, and strange things start happening.
3. Mithila
Age: 30 years
Profession: Doctor, psychiatrist
Looks: dusky complexion, height 5'8", figure 34C:28:38
About Mithila: Meera's psychiatrist and good friend. Meera often consults Dr. Mithila for counseling and therapy.
4. Aarav
Age: 38 years
Profession: Doctor, surgeon
Looks: fair complexion, height 6'2", average built
About Aarav: Neil's old friend. Aarav is a successful doctor and Neil consults him if a medical opinion is required.
5. Avantika
Age: 34 years
Profession: Housewife
Looks: Wheatish complexion, height 5"4, figure 38C:30:38
About Avantika: Aarav's wife. She is a housewife and takes good care of her husband and son Kiaan.
6. Armaan
Age: 41 years
Profession: Businessman
Looks: Wheatish complexion, 6'0" height, average built
About Armaan: Neil's old friend. Armaan runs a construction business and had several good contacts across the city. He is a self made man.
7. Pankhudi
Age: 28 years
Profession: Receptionist
Looks: Dusky complexion, height 5'6", figure 36D:26:38
About Pankhudi: Armaan's love interest. Poor girl hailing from a village in Maharashtra, meets Armaan under rather disturbing circumstances but eventually wins his heart.
Armaan and Pankhudi are main characters in my previous story "Dark Seduction"
8. Reyansh
Age: 34 years
Profession: Graphic designer
Looks: Fair complexion, brown eyes, height 6'2", well built
About Reyansh: Neil's old friend. A rich spoilt guy, single and sex maniac.
9. Alisha
Age: 24 years
Profession: Prostitute
Looks: Fair complexion, height 5'4", figure 34D:28:38
About Alisha: Much more than an ordinary prostitute, Alisha has an important role in this story
10. Naina
Age: 20 years
Profession: Student
Looks: dusky complexion, height 5'5", figure 36D: 30:38
About Naina: Neil's ex girlfriend.
Images used are for representation only
Since this story is a sequel to The Girl Next Door, most of the characters remain the same.
1. Neil
Age: 38 years
Profession: IT engineer
Looks: Fair complexion, blue eyes, Height 6'0", average built
About Neil: Neil lives with his wife Aditi in a posh area in Mumbai. He belongs to a wealthy family. He has 2 daughters, Avni and Pihu.
2. Aditi
Age: 35 years
Profession: University Lecturer
Looks: Fair complexion, Height 5'6" Figure 36C:28:38
About Aditi: Aditi and Neil had an arranged marriage. She is also from a good family. She lives a happy married life with Neil and their 2 daughters.
3. Meera
Age: 20 years
Profession: Writer
Looks: Wheatish complexion, height 5'5", figure 34D:26:36
About Meera: Meera moves next door to Neil, and strange things start happening.
3. Mithila
Age: 30 years
Profession: Doctor, psychiatrist
Looks: dusky complexion, height 5'8", figure 34C:28:38
About Mithila: Meera's psychiatrist and good friend. Meera often consults Dr. Mithila for counseling and therapy.
4. Aarav
Age: 38 years
Profession: Doctor, surgeon
Looks: fair complexion, height 6'2", average built
About Aarav: Neil's old friend. Aarav is a successful doctor and Neil consults him if a medical opinion is required.
5. Avantika
Age: 34 years
Profession: Housewife
Looks: Wheatish complexion, height 5"4, figure 38C:30:38
About Avantika: Aarav's wife. She is a housewife and takes good care of her husband and son Kiaan.
6. Armaan
Age: 41 years
Profession: Businessman
Looks: Wheatish complexion, 6'0" height, average built
About Armaan: Neil's old friend. Armaan runs a construction business and had several good contacts across the city. He is a self made man.
7. Pankhudi
Age: 28 years
Profession: Receptionist
Looks: Dusky complexion, height 5'6", figure 36D:26:38
About Pankhudi: Armaan's love interest. Poor girl hailing from a village in Maharashtra, meets Armaan under rather disturbing circumstances but eventually wins his heart.
Armaan and Pankhudi are main characters in my previous story "Dark Seduction"
8. Reyansh
Age: 34 years
Profession: Graphic designer
Looks: Fair complexion, brown eyes, height 6'2", well built
About Reyansh: Neil's old friend. A rich spoilt guy, single and sex maniac.
9. Alisha
Age: 24 years
Profession: Prostitute
Looks: Fair complexion, height 5'4", figure 34D:28:38
About Alisha: Much more than an ordinary prostitute, Alisha has an important role in this story
10. Naina
Age: 20 years
Profession: Student
Looks: dusky complexion, height 5'5", figure 36D: 30:38
About Naina: Neil's ex girlfriend.
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New Characters
New characters introduced in this story will be updated here
1. Anshul
Age: 32 years
Profession: Doctor, surgeon
Looks: Fair complexion, Height 6'0", average built
About Anshul: Dr. Anshul is Dr. Mithila's husband. They were married 2 years ago. One year ago, he had to move to London to pursue specialization in oncosurgery. He visits India and spends time with his wife once in few months.
New characters introduced in this story will be updated here
1. Anshul
Age: 32 years
Profession: Doctor, surgeon
Looks: Fair complexion, Height 6'0", average built
About Anshul: Dr. Anshul is Dr. Mithila's husband. They were married 2 years ago. One year ago, he had to move to London to pursue specialization in oncosurgery. He visits India and spends time with his wife once in few months.
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Mithila was in the passenger seat of her car as her husband Anshul was driving over the beautiful hills of Lonavala. It was evening and the beautiful sunset showered golden rays across the hills to complement the enchanting greenery.
Mithila was happy and playful. It was their wedding anniversary, and they were going to a Lonavala to celebrate. He had arrived from London just today. She had missed him deeply. Mithila playfully started nibbling his ear. Anshul smiled.
"Mithu, as much as I would love that in the bedroom...would you please not do that right now?" he said.
"Well, I so rarely get to see my husband who misses me only when it is our anniversary so I'm gonna do as I please with him, and yes right now," she teased playfully.
"Honey, I'm driving," Anshul said gently pushing her away with his left hand, "If I don't concentrate, we are going to go right off the road and plunge into a valley and that won't be a nice way to celebrate our anniversary, would it?"
"Fine, I won't nibble your ear," she said giggling and she ran her hand up his thigh and started rubbing his crotch, "But, may be just feel my most prized possession?"
Anshul pulled over to the side of the road and stopped the car.
"You seriously can't wait till we reach the house, can you?" he said as he cupped her breasts and locked lips with her.
Mithila was in a wild mood already. She grabbed his hair and kissed back, their tongues met. Mithila felt a tingle between her legs. Anshul lifted her top and started rubbing her nipples from over her bra.
Mithila looked into his eyes and she knew he is enjoying her state of arousal. He kept rubbing her nipples till she started breathing heavily due to her arousal. She felt the heat rising between her legs. She was wearing a really short skirt for this little vacation with her husband. She immediately lifted it, revealing her lacy panties. There was a wet spot on her panties which glistened as she lowered them to her knees. Her pussy, and her whole body was recently waxed giving it a candle smooth finish. Anshul smiled to see his lovely wife's preparation for this special day.
He started teasing her clit making her moan in desperation.
"Don't stop!" she whispered.
He teased her and brought her to the edge of orgasm. Her breathing became heaving, and she was moaning loudly. Just as she felt she is going to cum, Anshul stopped. He laughed to see her discontent. He has good self-control and he just loved teasing his wife.
"Honey please, we haven't had sex for 5 months now! I want you so badly!" she begged.
Anshul just smiled and just put his wet fingers in her mouth. She eagerly sucked them clean. He pulled away and started driving again.
"That's why you picked me straight from the airport today. So that the first thing you can do is fuck me!" he said teasing her, "Well I really like that desperation. Let it brew honey, I wanna see you explode when I fuck you tonight."
"You are a devil, you know that Anshul," she purred in disappointment.
"I know," he laughed.
She was still feeling naughty. She kept running her hands over her husband lovingly.
"I love you Anshul," she said, "I really wish you didn't have to be away for so long."
"I know sweetheart," he said, "Once I finish my studies, we are never going to be apart,"
They reached their house. It was owned by Anshul's family. They were settled abroad and Anshul was their only son. He was a doctor, and had married Mithila 2 years ago. They spend a year together before he decided to move for a specialist training in oncosurgery in London. He would visit Mithila once in few months.
The house at Lonavala was exceptionally beautiful, and the surroundings were serene and calm. There was a flower garden well maintained and view of the beautiful green valley. And the couple had the house all to themselves for their special day.
It was dark, almost dinner time and Mithila picked up her phone.
"What are you doing?" Anshul asked.
"Ordering food!" Mithila shrugged.
"Wait! You are not going to cook?" he asked.
"You know I'm a horrible cook, do you really want to ruin our special day?" Mithila giggled.
"OK" he said hugging her from behind, "As you wish ma'am."
Mithila played some soft music. The couple danced as they waited for their food.
In 15 minutes, they heard the doorbell.
"Wow that quick a food delivery huh?" Anshul said as he walked towards the door, "This country is sure making progress!"
Mithila laughed as sat down on the couch waiting for him to get the food. She had no idea what was coming for them. Her happiness was shattered in a moment when she heard Anshul's scream. Trembling with fear, she leaned to have a closer look towards the door.
Three men were holding her husband. They dragged her husband into the house, cuffed his hands behind his back and forced him to kneel. Their faces were covered with masks and they seemed to be acting under the command of another man who was still standing in the dark. As he stepped closer, she saw his face and screamed. She recognized him. He was Armaan.
Mithila stood frozen in fear for a while, not knowing what to do. She tried to reached her phone to call for help, but Armaan blocked her way and held a gun to her head.
"Where is she?" he asked her in an eerily calm tone.
"I don't know..." Mithila pleaded, "I really don't know..."
Armaan pointed his gun towards her husband.
"All I want is Pankhudi's location and no one gets hurt," he said calmly.
"What have you done Mithila?" Anshul asked struggling against the cuffs, "Who are these men? What have you done?"
"Honey...its nothing, everything is going to be OK," she tried to convince her husband.
"I'm sorry..." Mithila begged looking at Armaan as she started crying, "I really don't know...Meera just gets some prescriptions from me, some sedatives to keep her under control...and that's all I know, I swear..."
Armaan glared at her. She knew he didn't believe her but there was no way she could convince him.
"Please...I really don't know...I am sorry, I didn't know she was going to...I was never in favour of what she did to Pankh..."
Her sentence was interrupted by a loud gunshot. Armaan fired a shot and the bullet whizzed past Anshul's right ear, missing him by one inch. Mithila froze in shock.
"The next bullet won't miss. This is what happens when you hurt other people's families," he said calmly.
"NO! NO! NO! Please don't hurt Anshul, he has nothing to do with any of this...please...I really don't know where Pankhudi is...Please believe me..." she begged.
"We'll, see about that, come with me," Armaan said as he grabbed her hair and dragged her along. He picked up her phone and kept it in his pocket.
"You know what to do with him," Armaan said as he handed over a bundle of cash to one of them. The men nodded.
"No, wait!" she screamed, "What are you going to do to him?"
Armaan didn't reply. That filled her heart with fear.
"Please...don't hurt him, I'll do anything you say...please, but my husband had nothing to do with any of this...please..." she continued begging but never got a response.
He dragged her all the way out to his car. "I am not the one in favor of hurting innocents," he said, "Your husband will be unhurt as long as you do as I say." He opened the boot of his car and took out a rope and tied Mithila's hands behind her back. She let him tie her up. Next he placed a gag in her mouth. He tied a blindfold on her eyes and placed her inside the boot."
"Be very quiet till we get there," he said as he closed the boot.
He drove to Reyansh's house. The guard opened the gates for him.
He parked his car and walked up to the door and rang the bell. Reyansh looked at his security camera display and saw Armaan standing there.
"What do you want?" Reyansh spoke over the intercom. His tone of speech was not friendly.
"We need to talk," Armaan said looking directly into the camera.
"Go away, I'm busy," Reyansh replied.
"I'm not here for idle talk either," Armaan said firmly.
"Didn't you hear me the first time? I said, I'm busy, so why don't you just fuck off man?" Reyansh spoke scornfully.
"Get your act together Reyansh, and open the fucking door!" Armaan growled, "This is important!"
Reyansh didn't reply, just pressed a button on his security control panel and opened the door for Armaan. Armaan entered the house. After searching for Reyansh in the whole house, he finally found him sitting in one room facing a computer screen. The room was dark, the only light came from the screen. He was in the middle of creating a design. Reyansh was graphics designer, skilled at his creative work and he tried to himself busy. The beauty of his designs helped him keep his mind calm.
Reyansh heard Armaan enter the room.
"I am sorry, I didn't mean to be rude..." he said in a sad voice, "It's just that...no one comes to visit anymore, no one wants to see a rotting piece of flesh."
Armaan walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. Reyansh still didn't look at him.
"Would revenge make you feel better, little brother?" Armaan asked looking at him.
Reyansh turned his face to look at Armaan. Armaan noticed how the skin disease had left him with scars all over and disfigured his once beautiful features.
Their eyes met and Armaan nodded as continued, "Get your things, we are going somewhere for a few days."
Reyansh packed his things and covered himself with a long coat and a hat, and got into the car with Armaan. Armaan drove off.
They had been driving for a long time without talking to each other.
"How are you holding up Armaan?" Reyansh asked, "I mean with Pankhudi being taken and all..."
Armaan didn't reply. He kept his eyes on the road and kept driving. Reyansh didn't ask anything more. Armaan's silence was much louder than anything he could have said.
They reached a house in a deserted place. The men got out of the car and Armaan opened the boot. Reyansh smiled to see Mithila tied up, gagged and blindfolded. Armaan smiled at how co-operative she had been. He picked up Mithila on his shoulder and took her inside.
"You own this place?" Reyansh asked.
"Rented it in someone else's name," Armaan said.
The men entered a bedroom and put Mithila on the bed.
"So, she is the one who supplied the virus to that whore?" Reyansh asked running his hand on her body.
Armaan nodded sitting on a chair nearby and calmly lit a cigarette. Reyansh took off her blindfold. She recognized Reyansh and panicked. She began to struggle against the ropes.
"Where am I?" she asked looking at her strange surroundings, "Where is Anshul? Is he OK?"
Armaan just smiled at her and took a puff.
"Answer me!" she screamed at him, "What did you do to him?"
"He is fine, alive and well," he said, "If you want him to be that way, you are going to have to do as I say."
"I will," she said, "I will do anything you say, just don't hurt Anshul."
"Ok, then," Armaan said as he rose to release her restraints, "I won't hurt you or your husband as long as you do as I say."
Mithila nodded eagerly.
"Good," Armaan said placing a glass in front of her, "Drink this and atone your sins."
"What is this?" she asked.
"Holy water," Armaan said with a smile.
Mithila understood that the drink had some kind of a drug that would make her speak the truth. But she really didn't know Pankhudi's location and she would do anything to save her husband. She picked up the glass and drank all its contents. Soon, she began to feel drowsy and dropped onto the bed. Her vision was getting hazy. She felt a tingling sensation in her pussy, and her mind just couldn't comprehend what was happening.
She was just lying on the bed, her head was spinning and she was feeling strange sensations all over her body.
Armaan and Reyansh left the room. After some time, three masked men entered the room.
After an about 2 hours, the men came out and handed over a camera to Armaan. He played the video that had just been recorded and smiled. "Just look at our slut in HD," he said smiling at Reyansh.
Reyansh leaned in to view the video and smiled.
Armaan paid the men and they left.
"So," Reyansh said, "Do we talk to her now?"
"Not right now, she is going to be all zonked out till morning," Armaan said, "We'll talk to her tomorrow. You get some rest Rey, there is food in the fridge, eat something and get some sleep, ok?"
"What about you?" Reyansh asked.
"I just need some time alone," Armaan said.
Reyansh walked into the bedroom. Armaan went outside the house, smoking alone gazing at the stars.
Next morning, Reyansh woke up and found Armaan making breakfast in the kitchen.
"About time you woke up," Armaan said, "Breakfast's ready. Care for some coffee?"
"Did you sleep at all big bro?" Reyansh asked, worrying about Armaan's health.
"Tried," Armaan said with a shrug, "You like your coffee with lots of milk and sugar, don't you?"
"Don't bother," Reyansh said, "Just make it black."
The men sat down at the table to have their breakfast and coffee. Armaan was quiet the whole time. Reyansh felt bad for him. He wanted to talk to him, but he knew Pankhudi was a very sensitive topic for him and he will most likely not want to talk about it.
"I so wanna fuck that bitch!" Reyansh said looking at the door of the room where Mithila was locked.
"Yes, you will," Armaan assured, "She is gonna beg you to."
"Come, let's talk to her," he said to Reyansh and they entered the room.
Mithila was fully conscious now. She was completely naked, her clothes strewn across the room. Her hair and body were soaked in cum. She tried to recollect the previous night events but couldn't. Her pussy and ass felt sore.
"Where is my husband?" Mithila asked, "I did as you asked, now let me talk to him please."
"He is fine," Armaan said.
"I want to see him, NOW!" she shouted.
"You are in no position to give orders around here, so mind your tone," Armaan warned.
"Anshul had nothing to do with any of this!" she shouted, "You hurt him, you get nothing out of me!"
"There is something interesting I want to show you," Armaan said pressing a button on the TV remote.
A video started playing on the screen. Mithila was lying drugged on the bed in the very same room. Three men entered the frame. The all had covered their faces with masks with holes cut out of eyes and lips. They all had hairy bodies and were not in the best shape. The men started feeling her body. Having three sets of hands running over her, her body began to respond. One of the men began to rub her nipples from over her blouse. Her nipples instantly hardened. Another man raised her tiny skirt and spread her legs obscenely for the camera. Her lacy panties came into view. He began to rub her pussy over the panties and soon a wet spot was visible. All three of them were being very gentle with her body, giving her irresistible pleasure. Her moans were getting louder.
With her legs still wide open and the wet spot on her panties getting larger every minute, one of the men raised her top and removed it while another just continued rubbing her pussy over her panties. Mithila didn't resist as her body sought more and more pleasurable sensations. Her sexy bra came into view. One of the men lifted her and place her on his lap, her back to his chest as he cupped her breasts and played with her nipples from over her lacy bra. The third man holding the camera zoomed in on her face capturing her expressions of pleasure and loud moans. He bent over and licked her lips. Mithila raised her neck and kissed the lips of that man, her tongue meeting him. The pleasurable sensations all over her body were so intense that she started rhythmically moving her hips. She unhooked her bra, letting the man touch her bare breasts.
The man kissing her lips now started licking and sucking her left breast, while another man played with her right nipple. The man playing with her pussy now pulled of her panties and exposed her pussy to the camera. He opened her pussy lips and exposed her most intimate parts to the camera. He rubbed her clit lightly, bringing her to the edge. She moaned loudly and her face contorted in desperation.
"Please don't stop..." she gasped, and the men continued pleasuring her.
The man deliberately stopped, making her moan in disappointment. She moved her hand to her pussy trying to rub herself to orgasm but the man stopped her.
"What do you want?" he whispered in her ear.
"I want to cum," she answered shamelessly.
"First, tell us your name, sweetheart," the man insisted.
"Mithila...Dr. Mithila Rai..." she said. The drug had clouded her mind such that she had absolutely no control over anything. She was extremely compliant.
"What is your husband's name?" he asked.
"Dr...Anshul Rai..." she gasped, desperate for an orgasm.
"Doesn't Anshul satisfy you, Mithila?" the man asked teasing her clit again.
"He stays away most of the time...oh God I want this so bad..."
Her breathing became heaving as she neared orgasm. Her moans were now obscenely loud.
"What do you what?" the man asked.
"Fuck! I want to fuck!" she replied.
"Do you like extramarital sex?" he man asked.
"Yes, I do...I find it very thrilling..." she said drowning in ecstasy.
"Have you cheated on your husband before?" he asked.
"Yes, but only a few times..." she said with a naughty smile, "But please don't tell him...I really enjoy casual sex sometimes..."
"Who did you fuck when you cheated on your husband?" he asked.
"My ex boyfriend Aniket, and a few hookups with random men at a bar..." she said.
"And how about with more than one man at once? Have you tried it?" he asked.
"It's been my ultimate fantasy. More the cocks in my body, more the pleasure...I want more, more, more..." she gasped.
"Would you like to try it right now?" he asked.
"Yes, very much!" she said.
She opened her legs very wide. The man placed his cock over her pussy and started teasing her again. She began desperately thrusting her hips forward to take his cock inside. Another man was still at her breasts licking her nipples driving her mad with pleasure.
"What do you know about Pankhudi?" he man asked.
"She is Armaan's girlfriend...Meera is keep her captive..." Mithila said.
"Where is Meera keeping her?" the man asked.
"I don't know..." she said.
"Who knows then?" he asked teasing her clit.
"Only Meera knows...man just fuck me...I can't take it anymore...fuck me! fuck me! fuck me!" she begged repeatedly.
Slowly a cock filled her pussy and there was a blissful expression of satisfaction on her face. One of the men held his cock to her face and she started sucking energetically. She was feeling satisfied having her pussy pounded. Her nipples were also being teased simultaneously. She had on intense orgasm with two cocks in her body. The man fucking her pussy dumped his load inside her and withdrew his cock leaving a trail of cum that the camera zoomed in on for a moment. The cock that she was sucking withdrew just before he came and splashed her face and hair with cum, making her look like a real slut. And the satisfied grin she had on her face only added to the look.
The men turned her on her belly to gain access to her ass. The trail of the wetness of her pussy was coating her anus already. One man inserted a finger, and it slid in easily due to her wetness, then he inserted another finger and wiggled around to open up her ass for a fuck. The other two men started playing with her nipples and clit. When they were sure her ass could accommodate a cock, they gently lifted her and made her impale a ass on a cock. She moaned as she felt the invasion. The camera zoomed in on her anus getting stretched to accommodate a cock. As the man made her bounce on his cock, another man skilfully teased her clit making her desperate again. Her pussy felt empty and craved for a cock.
She grabbed the man's shoulders trying to pull him close. She held his cock and brought it closer to her pussy.
"Please....fuck!" she muttered in desperation.
"You want two cocks in you at once, you little slut?" he asked.
"Two, three, four, more! more! more!" she said giggling.
The man smiled and entered her wet pussy. The feeling of fullness was heavenly. The third man now held his cock to her cum stained face. She eagerly took the entire length in her mouth and the camera beautifully captured her pleasure having all her holes filled and pounded. She continued moaning as loud as she could with a cock in her mouth.
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Mithila was tearful and totally shamed of what she saw in the video. She could hardly believe that she could get that slutty under the influence of a drug. She was indeed sex starved due to Anshul staying away for months but she never imagined she was capable of something like that. What worried her the most is that she confessed to cheating on him. That would certainly break his heart.
Armaan smirked seeing her pitiful condition and made a phone call. The video was still playing on the screen
"Yes, tell him his wife want to talk to him" Armaan spoke to someone and put the phone on speaker.
Anshul: Mithila, what is happening?
Mithila: Honey, are you OK?
Anshul: I am fine, but they've locked me up somewhere, where are you? Are you OK?
Mithila: I am fine honey, its all going to be fine.
Anshul: What have you done Mithila? Who was that man? Who is Pankhudi? What was he saying about you hurting someone's family?
Mithila started crying
Mithila: I'll explain everything later my love, just know that I love you a lot.
Armaan turned up the volume on the video, and now Mithila's loud moans were audible to her husband.
Anshul: What is that noise Mithila? Where the hell are you? What is happening?
Mithila: I am sorry Anshul, it is all my fault..
Armaan disconnected the call.
"Now Mithila," he said to her smiling wickedly, "Do you really want him to find out where that noise was coming from?"
"No, please no," she begged, "I'll do as you say, please don't ever show this to him...I love him..."
"Not just him," Armaan warned, "If you don't co-operate now, I will upload it on the internet for the whole world to see."
"Please don't..." she pleaded.
Mithila's phone began to ring in Armaan's pocket.
"Well, look who's calling!" Armaan said with a smile as he saw Meera's name of the screen.
He didn't answer. He put the phone aside. He helped Mithila sit up on the bed comfortably. After some time, she managed to calm down.
"Here's what we are going to do," Armaan instructed Mithila, "You are going to call her back and talk to her as you normally do. I want you to get as much information about Pankhudi as you can from her. If you co-operate, we will let you go alive. If you cry or give any hint that you've been captured, you are not going to like what happens."
Mithila nodded knowing she had no choice.
Armaan dialled her number and put her on speaker.
Meera: Hey Mithila, what's up? Did you reach Lonavala? I'm so sorry I'm disturbing you on a special day...uh can we talk a minute?
Mithila: No problem at all Meera, tell me, what's up?
Meera: Ah well, it's Pankhudi, she hasn't bled in two months...uh so I got this pregnancy test, turned out positive.
Mithila: What? How?
Meera: Mithila, c'mon! Do I have to teach biology to a doctor?
Mithila: I mean who is the father?
Meera: The hell I know! Actually, that's the fun part...she's been quite busy with cocks for a while now, it could be anyone.
Mithila: Meera...Are you seriously going to make her go through that?
Meera: Of I am, it is! You think I'm gonna feed her for free?
Mithila: So, what do you want from me?
Meera: Well uh, I don't know what is it about that girl, like some princess in wonderland. No matter what I do to her, she just doesn't break. She keeps dreaming about Armaan coming for her rescue...you know, the day he does find her, I want her all broken and messed up, but she's got one hell of a spirit.
Mithila: You still didn't say what you want from me.
Meera: Well, just wanted to ask you something. I was thinking of getting her hooked up on to a drug or something. I was thinking of all the fun I could have with her when she is addicted and begs for a shot, I all the thing I could make her do...so if I do that, would it, like, harm the baby? I mean, I don't want any arm to the baby, I want her to carry to full term and deliver that bastard child and see how much of that angel spirit remains intact.
Mithila: That's cruel Meera! And of course, its harmful for the baby, it's a no brainer!
Meera: That's sad, maybe something else then? Something you could prescribe that would like mess up her head? You know, if I wipe away all those sweet memories that she has about Armaan, and she will crumble in seconds.
Mithila: Do you even hear yourself Meera? You are sounding so sick right now! And no there is no prescription drug that is safe for use in a pregnant woman.
Meera: Okay...don't sweat! Jeez what has gotten into you? Why are you suddenly all good and preachy? I guess my fun experiment will have to wait then. Sorry if I bothered you. Have a happy anniversary! When are you going to be back?
Mithila looked at Armaan, wondering what to reply. Armaan hooked his index finger at her, gesturing the number "7". She understood and nodded.
Mithila: We are gonna be here for a week.
Meera: Wow, that's a long vacation for a pair of doctors!
Mithila: Yeah, you know, me and Anshul rarely get time together.
Meera: I know. Take care, ok? See you when you are back!
Meera hung up. Mithila had been holding back her tears, suddenly burst out crying.
"I am sorry Armaan," she said, "If I knew she was such a monster, I would have never helped her."
"Why point fingers?" he shrugged and said coldly, "We are all monsters here."
Armaan walked out of the room and Reyansh followed him, locking Mithila in the room.
"I need you to stay here and watch over her," he instructed Reyansh, "Use her as you please, but make sure to keep her alive."
"I will," Reyansh said.
Armaan started walking towards the door.
"Where are you going brother?" Reyansh asked.
"To find the bomber who made that bomb for Aarav," Armaan said.
"What about Neil?" Reyansh asked.
"I am getting him out of jail. He will join us soon," Armaan assured and left the house.
He got into his car and drove to Aarav's house.
Mithila was happy and playful. It was their wedding anniversary, and they were going to a Lonavala to celebrate. He had arrived from London just today. She had missed him deeply. Mithila playfully started nibbling his ear. Anshul smiled.
"Mithu, as much as I would love that in the bedroom...would you please not do that right now?" he said.
"Well, I so rarely get to see my husband who misses me only when it is our anniversary so I'm gonna do as I please with him, and yes right now," she teased playfully.
"Honey, I'm driving," Anshul said gently pushing her away with his left hand, "If I don't concentrate, we are going to go right off the road and plunge into a valley and that won't be a nice way to celebrate our anniversary, would it?"
"Fine, I won't nibble your ear," she said giggling and she ran her hand up his thigh and started rubbing his crotch, "But, may be just feel my most prized possession?"
Anshul pulled over to the side of the road and stopped the car.
"You seriously can't wait till we reach the house, can you?" he said as he cupped her breasts and locked lips with her.
Mithila was in a wild mood already. She grabbed his hair and kissed back, their tongues met. Mithila felt a tingle between her legs. Anshul lifted her top and started rubbing her nipples from over her bra.
Mithila looked into his eyes and she knew he is enjoying her state of arousal. He kept rubbing her nipples till she started breathing heavily due to her arousal. She felt the heat rising between her legs. She was wearing a really short skirt for this little vacation with her husband. She immediately lifted it, revealing her lacy panties. There was a wet spot on her panties which glistened as she lowered them to her knees. Her pussy, and her whole body was recently waxed giving it a candle smooth finish. Anshul smiled to see his lovely wife's preparation for this special day.
He started teasing her clit making her moan in desperation.
"Don't stop!" she whispered.
He teased her and brought her to the edge of orgasm. Her breathing became heaving, and she was moaning loudly. Just as she felt she is going to cum, Anshul stopped. He laughed to see her discontent. He has good self-control and he just loved teasing his wife.
"Honey please, we haven't had sex for 5 months now! I want you so badly!" she begged.
Anshul just smiled and just put his wet fingers in her mouth. She eagerly sucked them clean. He pulled away and started driving again.
"That's why you picked me straight from the airport today. So that the first thing you can do is fuck me!" he said teasing her, "Well I really like that desperation. Let it brew honey, I wanna see you explode when I fuck you tonight."
"You are a devil, you know that Anshul," she purred in disappointment.
"I know," he laughed.
She was still feeling naughty. She kept running her hands over her husband lovingly.
"I love you Anshul," she said, "I really wish you didn't have to be away for so long."
"I know sweetheart," he said, "Once I finish my studies, we are never going to be apart,"
They reached their house. It was owned by Anshul's family. They were settled abroad and Anshul was their only son. He was a doctor, and had married Mithila 2 years ago. They spend a year together before he decided to move for a specialist training in oncosurgery in London. He would visit Mithila once in few months.
The house at Lonavala was exceptionally beautiful, and the surroundings were serene and calm. There was a flower garden well maintained and view of the beautiful green valley. And the couple had the house all to themselves for their special day.
It was dark, almost dinner time and Mithila picked up her phone.
"What are you doing?" Anshul asked.
"Ordering food!" Mithila shrugged.
"Wait! You are not going to cook?" he asked.
"You know I'm a horrible cook, do you really want to ruin our special day?" Mithila giggled.
"OK" he said hugging her from behind, "As you wish ma'am."
Mithila played some soft music. The couple danced as they waited for their food.
In 15 minutes, they heard the doorbell.
"Wow that quick a food delivery huh?" Anshul said as he walked towards the door, "This country is sure making progress!"
Mithila laughed as sat down on the couch waiting for him to get the food. She had no idea what was coming for them. Her happiness was shattered in a moment when she heard Anshul's scream. Trembling with fear, she leaned to have a closer look towards the door.
Three men were holding her husband. They dragged her husband into the house, cuffed his hands behind his back and forced him to kneel. Their faces were covered with masks and they seemed to be acting under the command of another man who was still standing in the dark. As he stepped closer, she saw his face and screamed. She recognized him. He was Armaan.
Mithila stood frozen in fear for a while, not knowing what to do. She tried to reached her phone to call for help, but Armaan blocked her way and held a gun to her head.
"Where is she?" he asked her in an eerily calm tone.
"I don't know..." Mithila pleaded, "I really don't know..."
Armaan pointed his gun towards her husband.
"All I want is Pankhudi's location and no one gets hurt," he said calmly.
"What have you done Mithila?" Anshul asked struggling against the cuffs, "Who are these men? What have you done?"
"Honey...its nothing, everything is going to be OK," she tried to convince her husband.
"I'm sorry..." Mithila begged looking at Armaan as she started crying, "I really don't know...Meera just gets some prescriptions from me, some sedatives to keep her under control...and that's all I know, I swear..."
Armaan glared at her. She knew he didn't believe her but there was no way she could convince him.
"Please...I really don't know...I am sorry, I didn't know she was going to...I was never in favour of what she did to Pankh..."
Her sentence was interrupted by a loud gunshot. Armaan fired a shot and the bullet whizzed past Anshul's right ear, missing him by one inch. Mithila froze in shock.
"The next bullet won't miss. This is what happens when you hurt other people's families," he said calmly.
"NO! NO! NO! Please don't hurt Anshul, he has nothing to do with any of this...please...I really don't know where Pankhudi is...Please believe me..." she begged.
"We'll, see about that, come with me," Armaan said as he grabbed her hair and dragged her along. He picked up her phone and kept it in his pocket.
"You know what to do with him," Armaan said as he handed over a bundle of cash to one of them. The men nodded.
"No, wait!" she screamed, "What are you going to do to him?"
Armaan didn't reply. That filled her heart with fear.
"Please...don't hurt him, I'll do anything you say...please, but my husband had nothing to do with any of this...please..." she continued begging but never got a response.
He dragged her all the way out to his car. "I am not the one in favor of hurting innocents," he said, "Your husband will be unhurt as long as you do as I say." He opened the boot of his car and took out a rope and tied Mithila's hands behind her back. She let him tie her up. Next he placed a gag in her mouth. He tied a blindfold on her eyes and placed her inside the boot."
"Be very quiet till we get there," he said as he closed the boot.
He drove to Reyansh's house. The guard opened the gates for him.
He parked his car and walked up to the door and rang the bell. Reyansh looked at his security camera display and saw Armaan standing there.
"What do you want?" Reyansh spoke over the intercom. His tone of speech was not friendly.
"We need to talk," Armaan said looking directly into the camera.
"Go away, I'm busy," Reyansh replied.
"I'm not here for idle talk either," Armaan said firmly.
"Didn't you hear me the first time? I said, I'm busy, so why don't you just fuck off man?" Reyansh spoke scornfully.
"Get your act together Reyansh, and open the fucking door!" Armaan growled, "This is important!"
Reyansh didn't reply, just pressed a button on his security control panel and opened the door for Armaan. Armaan entered the house. After searching for Reyansh in the whole house, he finally found him sitting in one room facing a computer screen. The room was dark, the only light came from the screen. He was in the middle of creating a design. Reyansh was graphics designer, skilled at his creative work and he tried to himself busy. The beauty of his designs helped him keep his mind calm.
Reyansh heard Armaan enter the room.
"I am sorry, I didn't mean to be rude..." he said in a sad voice, "It's just that...no one comes to visit anymore, no one wants to see a rotting piece of flesh."
Armaan walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. Reyansh still didn't look at him.
"Would revenge make you feel better, little brother?" Armaan asked looking at him.
Reyansh turned his face to look at Armaan. Armaan noticed how the skin disease had left him with scars all over and disfigured his once beautiful features.
Their eyes met and Armaan nodded as continued, "Get your things, we are going somewhere for a few days."
Reyansh packed his things and covered himself with a long coat and a hat, and got into the car with Armaan. Armaan drove off.
They had been driving for a long time without talking to each other.
"How are you holding up Armaan?" Reyansh asked, "I mean with Pankhudi being taken and all..."
Armaan didn't reply. He kept his eyes on the road and kept driving. Reyansh didn't ask anything more. Armaan's silence was much louder than anything he could have said.
They reached a house in a deserted place. The men got out of the car and Armaan opened the boot. Reyansh smiled to see Mithila tied up, gagged and blindfolded. Armaan smiled at how co-operative she had been. He picked up Mithila on his shoulder and took her inside.
"You own this place?" Reyansh asked.
"Rented it in someone else's name," Armaan said.
The men entered a bedroom and put Mithila on the bed.
"So, she is the one who supplied the virus to that whore?" Reyansh asked running his hand on her body.
Armaan nodded sitting on a chair nearby and calmly lit a cigarette. Reyansh took off her blindfold. She recognized Reyansh and panicked. She began to struggle against the ropes.
"Where am I?" she asked looking at her strange surroundings, "Where is Anshul? Is he OK?"
Armaan just smiled at her and took a puff.
"Answer me!" she screamed at him, "What did you do to him?"
"He is fine, alive and well," he said, "If you want him to be that way, you are going to have to do as I say."
"I will," she said, "I will do anything you say, just don't hurt Anshul."
"Ok, then," Armaan said as he rose to release her restraints, "I won't hurt you or your husband as long as you do as I say."
Mithila nodded eagerly.
"Good," Armaan said placing a glass in front of her, "Drink this and atone your sins."
"What is this?" she asked.
"Holy water," Armaan said with a smile.
Mithila understood that the drink had some kind of a drug that would make her speak the truth. But she really didn't know Pankhudi's location and she would do anything to save her husband. She picked up the glass and drank all its contents. Soon, she began to feel drowsy and dropped onto the bed. Her vision was getting hazy. She felt a tingling sensation in her pussy, and her mind just couldn't comprehend what was happening.
She was just lying on the bed, her head was spinning and she was feeling strange sensations all over her body.
Armaan and Reyansh left the room. After some time, three masked men entered the room.
After an about 2 hours, the men came out and handed over a camera to Armaan. He played the video that had just been recorded and smiled. "Just look at our slut in HD," he said smiling at Reyansh.
Reyansh leaned in to view the video and smiled.
Armaan paid the men and they left.
"So," Reyansh said, "Do we talk to her now?"
"Not right now, she is going to be all zonked out till morning," Armaan said, "We'll talk to her tomorrow. You get some rest Rey, there is food in the fridge, eat something and get some sleep, ok?"
"What about you?" Reyansh asked.
"I just need some time alone," Armaan said.
Reyansh walked into the bedroom. Armaan went outside the house, smoking alone gazing at the stars.
Next morning, Reyansh woke up and found Armaan making breakfast in the kitchen.
"About time you woke up," Armaan said, "Breakfast's ready. Care for some coffee?"
"Did you sleep at all big bro?" Reyansh asked, worrying about Armaan's health.
"Tried," Armaan said with a shrug, "You like your coffee with lots of milk and sugar, don't you?"
"Don't bother," Reyansh said, "Just make it black."
The men sat down at the table to have their breakfast and coffee. Armaan was quiet the whole time. Reyansh felt bad for him. He wanted to talk to him, but he knew Pankhudi was a very sensitive topic for him and he will most likely not want to talk about it.
"I so wanna fuck that bitch!" Reyansh said looking at the door of the room where Mithila was locked.
"Yes, you will," Armaan assured, "She is gonna beg you to."
"Come, let's talk to her," he said to Reyansh and they entered the room.
Mithila was fully conscious now. She was completely naked, her clothes strewn across the room. Her hair and body were soaked in cum. She tried to recollect the previous night events but couldn't. Her pussy and ass felt sore.
"Where is my husband?" Mithila asked, "I did as you asked, now let me talk to him please."
"He is fine," Armaan said.
"I want to see him, NOW!" she shouted.
"You are in no position to give orders around here, so mind your tone," Armaan warned.
"Anshul had nothing to do with any of this!" she shouted, "You hurt him, you get nothing out of me!"
"There is something interesting I want to show you," Armaan said pressing a button on the TV remote.
A video started playing on the screen. Mithila was lying drugged on the bed in the very same room. Three men entered the frame. The all had covered their faces with masks with holes cut out of eyes and lips. They all had hairy bodies and were not in the best shape. The men started feeling her body. Having three sets of hands running over her, her body began to respond. One of the men began to rub her nipples from over her blouse. Her nipples instantly hardened. Another man raised her tiny skirt and spread her legs obscenely for the camera. Her lacy panties came into view. He began to rub her pussy over the panties and soon a wet spot was visible. All three of them were being very gentle with her body, giving her irresistible pleasure. Her moans were getting louder.
With her legs still wide open and the wet spot on her panties getting larger every minute, one of the men raised her top and removed it while another just continued rubbing her pussy over her panties. Mithila didn't resist as her body sought more and more pleasurable sensations. Her sexy bra came into view. One of the men lifted her and place her on his lap, her back to his chest as he cupped her breasts and played with her nipples from over her lacy bra. The third man holding the camera zoomed in on her face capturing her expressions of pleasure and loud moans. He bent over and licked her lips. Mithila raised her neck and kissed the lips of that man, her tongue meeting him. The pleasurable sensations all over her body were so intense that she started rhythmically moving her hips. She unhooked her bra, letting the man touch her bare breasts.
The man kissing her lips now started licking and sucking her left breast, while another man played with her right nipple. The man playing with her pussy now pulled of her panties and exposed her pussy to the camera. He opened her pussy lips and exposed her most intimate parts to the camera. He rubbed her clit lightly, bringing her to the edge. She moaned loudly and her face contorted in desperation.
"Please don't stop..." she gasped, and the men continued pleasuring her.
The man deliberately stopped, making her moan in disappointment. She moved her hand to her pussy trying to rub herself to orgasm but the man stopped her.
"What do you want?" he whispered in her ear.
"I want to cum," she answered shamelessly.
"First, tell us your name, sweetheart," the man insisted.
"Mithila...Dr. Mithila Rai..." she said. The drug had clouded her mind such that she had absolutely no control over anything. She was extremely compliant.
"What is your husband's name?" he asked.
"Dr...Anshul Rai..." she gasped, desperate for an orgasm.
"Doesn't Anshul satisfy you, Mithila?" the man asked teasing her clit again.
"He stays away most of the time...oh God I want this so bad..."
Her breathing became heaving as she neared orgasm. Her moans were now obscenely loud.
"What do you what?" the man asked.
"Fuck! I want to fuck!" she replied.
"Do you like extramarital sex?" he man asked.
"Yes, I do...I find it very thrilling..." she said drowning in ecstasy.
"Have you cheated on your husband before?" he asked.
"Yes, but only a few times..." she said with a naughty smile, "But please don't tell him...I really enjoy casual sex sometimes..."
"Who did you fuck when you cheated on your husband?" he asked.
"My ex boyfriend Aniket, and a few hookups with random men at a bar..." she said.
"And how about with more than one man at once? Have you tried it?" he asked.
"It's been my ultimate fantasy. More the cocks in my body, more the pleasure...I want more, more, more..." she gasped.
"Would you like to try it right now?" he asked.
"Yes, very much!" she said.
She opened her legs very wide. The man placed his cock over her pussy and started teasing her again. She began desperately thrusting her hips forward to take his cock inside. Another man was still at her breasts licking her nipples driving her mad with pleasure.
"What do you know about Pankhudi?" he man asked.
"She is Armaan's girlfriend...Meera is keep her captive..." Mithila said.
"Where is Meera keeping her?" the man asked.
"I don't know..." she said.
"Who knows then?" he asked teasing her clit.
"Only Meera knows...man just fuck me...I can't take it anymore...fuck me! fuck me! fuck me!" she begged repeatedly.
Slowly a cock filled her pussy and there was a blissful expression of satisfaction on her face. One of the men held his cock to her face and she started sucking energetically. She was feeling satisfied having her pussy pounded. Her nipples were also being teased simultaneously. She had on intense orgasm with two cocks in her body. The man fucking her pussy dumped his load inside her and withdrew his cock leaving a trail of cum that the camera zoomed in on for a moment. The cock that she was sucking withdrew just before he came and splashed her face and hair with cum, making her look like a real slut. And the satisfied grin she had on her face only added to the look.
The men turned her on her belly to gain access to her ass. The trail of the wetness of her pussy was coating her anus already. One man inserted a finger, and it slid in easily due to her wetness, then he inserted another finger and wiggled around to open up her ass for a fuck. The other two men started playing with her nipples and clit. When they were sure her ass could accommodate a cock, they gently lifted her and made her impale a ass on a cock. She moaned as she felt the invasion. The camera zoomed in on her anus getting stretched to accommodate a cock. As the man made her bounce on his cock, another man skilfully teased her clit making her desperate again. Her pussy felt empty and craved for a cock.
She grabbed the man's shoulders trying to pull him close. She held his cock and brought it closer to her pussy.
"Please....fuck!" she muttered in desperation.
"You want two cocks in you at once, you little slut?" he asked.
"Two, three, four, more! more! more!" she said giggling.
The man smiled and entered her wet pussy. The feeling of fullness was heavenly. The third man now held his cock to her cum stained face. She eagerly took the entire length in her mouth and the camera beautifully captured her pleasure having all her holes filled and pounded. She continued moaning as loud as she could with a cock in her mouth.
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Mithila was tearful and totally shamed of what she saw in the video. She could hardly believe that she could get that slutty under the influence of a drug. She was indeed sex starved due to Anshul staying away for months but she never imagined she was capable of something like that. What worried her the most is that she confessed to cheating on him. That would certainly break his heart.
Armaan smirked seeing her pitiful condition and made a phone call. The video was still playing on the screen
"Yes, tell him his wife want to talk to him" Armaan spoke to someone and put the phone on speaker.
Anshul: Mithila, what is happening?
Mithila: Honey, are you OK?
Anshul: I am fine, but they've locked me up somewhere, where are you? Are you OK?
Mithila: I am fine honey, its all going to be fine.
Anshul: What have you done Mithila? Who was that man? Who is Pankhudi? What was he saying about you hurting someone's family?
Mithila started crying
Mithila: I'll explain everything later my love, just know that I love you a lot.
Armaan turned up the volume on the video, and now Mithila's loud moans were audible to her husband.
Anshul: What is that noise Mithila? Where the hell are you? What is happening?
Mithila: I am sorry Anshul, it is all my fault..
Armaan disconnected the call.
"Now Mithila," he said to her smiling wickedly, "Do you really want him to find out where that noise was coming from?"
"No, please no," she begged, "I'll do as you say, please don't ever show this to him...I love him..."
"Not just him," Armaan warned, "If you don't co-operate now, I will upload it on the internet for the whole world to see."
"Please don't..." she pleaded.
Mithila's phone began to ring in Armaan's pocket.
"Well, look who's calling!" Armaan said with a smile as he saw Meera's name of the screen.
He didn't answer. He put the phone aside. He helped Mithila sit up on the bed comfortably. After some time, she managed to calm down.
"Here's what we are going to do," Armaan instructed Mithila, "You are going to call her back and talk to her as you normally do. I want you to get as much information about Pankhudi as you can from her. If you co-operate, we will let you go alive. If you cry or give any hint that you've been captured, you are not going to like what happens."
Mithila nodded knowing she had no choice.
Armaan dialled her number and put her on speaker.
Meera: Hey Mithila, what's up? Did you reach Lonavala? I'm so sorry I'm disturbing you on a special day...uh can we talk a minute?
Mithila: No problem at all Meera, tell me, what's up?
Meera: Ah well, it's Pankhudi, she hasn't bled in two months...uh so I got this pregnancy test, turned out positive.
Mithila: What? How?
Meera: Mithila, c'mon! Do I have to teach biology to a doctor?
Mithila: I mean who is the father?
Meera: The hell I know! Actually, that's the fun part...she's been quite busy with cocks for a while now, it could be anyone.
Mithila: Meera...Are you seriously going to make her go through that?
Meera: Of I am, it is! You think I'm gonna feed her for free?
Mithila: So, what do you want from me?
Meera: Well uh, I don't know what is it about that girl, like some princess in wonderland. No matter what I do to her, she just doesn't break. She keeps dreaming about Armaan coming for her rescue...you know, the day he does find her, I want her all broken and messed up, but she's got one hell of a spirit.
Mithila: You still didn't say what you want from me.
Meera: Well, just wanted to ask you something. I was thinking of getting her hooked up on to a drug or something. I was thinking of all the fun I could have with her when she is addicted and begs for a shot, I all the thing I could make her do...so if I do that, would it, like, harm the baby? I mean, I don't want any arm to the baby, I want her to carry to full term and deliver that bastard child and see how much of that angel spirit remains intact.
Mithila: That's cruel Meera! And of course, its harmful for the baby, it's a no brainer!
Meera: That's sad, maybe something else then? Something you could prescribe that would like mess up her head? You know, if I wipe away all those sweet memories that she has about Armaan, and she will crumble in seconds.
Mithila: Do you even hear yourself Meera? You are sounding so sick right now! And no there is no prescription drug that is safe for use in a pregnant woman.
Meera: Okay...don't sweat! Jeez what has gotten into you? Why are you suddenly all good and preachy? I guess my fun experiment will have to wait then. Sorry if I bothered you. Have a happy anniversary! When are you going to be back?
Mithila looked at Armaan, wondering what to reply. Armaan hooked his index finger at her, gesturing the number "7". She understood and nodded.
Mithila: We are gonna be here for a week.
Meera: Wow, that's a long vacation for a pair of doctors!
Mithila: Yeah, you know, me and Anshul rarely get time together.
Meera: I know. Take care, ok? See you when you are back!
Meera hung up. Mithila had been holding back her tears, suddenly burst out crying.
"I am sorry Armaan," she said, "If I knew she was such a monster, I would have never helped her."
"Why point fingers?" he shrugged and said coldly, "We are all monsters here."
Armaan walked out of the room and Reyansh followed him, locking Mithila in the room.
"I need you to stay here and watch over her," he instructed Reyansh, "Use her as you please, but make sure to keep her alive."
"I will," Reyansh said.
Armaan started walking towards the door.
"Where are you going brother?" Reyansh asked.
"To find the bomber who made that bomb for Aarav," Armaan said.
"What about Neil?" Reyansh asked.
"I am getting him out of jail. He will join us soon," Armaan assured and left the house.
He got into his car and drove to Aarav's house.
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After about an hour, Armaan reached Aarav's house.
Aarav's wife Avantika opened the door for him. He felt sad looking at her condition. She was heartbroken due to her husband's death and was now left with a little boy to care for on her own.
"I am really sorry for what happened" Armaan said, "He was a good person, and a great surgeon."
"I still don't know why..." Avantika said as she wept silently.
"We are going to find out," Armaan said firmly, "Aarav deserves justice, we owe him that."
"I don't know Armaan," she said, "The culprit has been caught but that doesn't make me feel any better..."
"May I look at the CCTV footage of that night the parcel was delivered?" Armaan requested.
Avantika nodded and played the footage for him. It showed one man get out of a van and hand over the parcel to Aarav. The man's face and the registration plate of the van was clearly visible. Armaan paused the video and took a print out for his record.
"The police have caught this man," Avantika said, "His name is Shrikant Jadhav. The found some evidence in the form of raw materials needed for making a bomb in his house. He said, he did this because Aarav had performed a surgery on his mother Shakuntala and she died shortly after. He said he did this for revenge...Aarav was a good doctor. He would never hurt any patient. This man, they sentenced him for 10 years. He took the life of my loving husband and he will walk free in 10 years, just 10 years for ruining my life and Kiaan's! I want him to hang Armaan, I want him dead!"
She started sobbing bitterly. Armaan hugged her and tried to console her.
"We will appeal to a higher court for a stricter punishment. Count on me if you ever need anything. Aarav was a dear friend...and if there is anything, I can do to help you and Kiaan, anything at all, please don't hesitate to ask," he said.
Armaan left the house and got into his car with a picture of that man. He had never seen him before. He picked up his phone and made a phone call.
"Raghav, I am sending you a picture. I want all details about this man, what he does, where he lives, his family, everything," he said.
"What is this regarding?" Raghav asked.
"The bombing and suicide of Dr. Aarav. The man, Shrikant Jadhav, was a suspect and has confessed his crime. He is currently in jail, but somehow, I doubt his story. Something about the death of his mother Shakuntala Jadhav at the hospital after a surgery. Dig into it. I want the real story." Armaan said.
"Gimme 48 hours, I'll get you all the information you need," Raghav assured.
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"You have a visitor," a policeman said addressing Neil.
Neil followed the policeman and was led to a room where his lawyer was waiting.
His eyes were almost lifeless and he sat down in front of her quietly. He just gazed blankly at the table between them.
"I have good news," she said holding Neil's hands.
Neil lifted his gaze to meet hers.
"There is this new evidence," she said, "A statement from your daughters that they were held hostage while you were forced to kill your wife."
Neil didn't say anything. Just kept looking at her.
"Apparently the girls were terrorized. There was this woman..." she showed him a sketch of a woman. He instantly recognized her as Alisha. "She convinced Aditi to keep her as a nanny to look after the girls, that is how she had such close access to Aditi's house and the girls trusted her. She held them hostage till you were forced to plead guilty. She somehow convinced the girls that you were the bad guy who killed their mother and would kill them too, and she was only protecting them from you. She tried to brainwash them. The girls have been undergoing therapy, and somehow the psychiatrist treating them was able to get this whole story."
"She did that to my little girls?" Neil spoke bitterly.
"Your sentence has been suspended," the lawyer said with a smile, "The case has been opened again and you are back on trial, but your friend Armaan has applied for bail. I hope everything works out and you should be out in a couple of days."
"Has this woman been caught?" he asked.
"Not yet, but she is a wanted woman now," the lawyer said, "I don't think it will be long before she will be behind bars."
Neil took a deep breath. He felt relieved now that he was assured of his freedom. He was eager to meet his friends and had a burning desire for revenge.
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2 days later, Neil was released on bail. Armaan came to receive him.
"You OK?" Armaan asked as Neil got into his car.
Neil nodded silently and they drove off. Armaan took Neil to the rented house were Reyansh was holding Mithila.
"Good to see you brother," Reyansh said as he saw Neil enter the house.
Neil was hurt to see Reyansh's condition, but Reyansh looked happy due to the chance at revenge that Armaan has given them.
"Don't look so sad Neil," Reyansh said handing over a set of keys to Neil, "You are really going to like what is behind that door."
Reyansh told Neil the whole story.
The three men entered the room. Mithila panicked to see them, "I am sorry, I am really sorry, I'll do as you say...please don't hurt me..."
"Shh..." Armaan said rubbing her back, "Calm down Mithila. We are not going to hurt you. We are just here to talk. Now tell me everything you know about Meera."
Mithila wiped her tears and said, "Her real name is Meenu Joshi. But she preferred to be called Meera. You know her childhood story I guess, and how she ended up with a human trafficking gang."
"I do," Armaan said, "What happened after that?"
"She ended up in a gulf country and was kept as a slave for many years, but somehow she escaped back to Mumbai. She has been through a lot. Much more than I could ever imagine." Mithila said, "She told me such bloodcurdling details...sometimes I wonder how someone can survive that. Well, when I first met her, she was already a prostitute. She told me she catered to only specific clients, and made a lot of money. She would take all BDSM requests and was submissive mostly, but also dominant on request. She consulted me for her depression and anxiety issues. Then she told me about this revenge plan of hers..."
"Why did you help her?" he asked.
"Because I know how it feels like," Mithila said as a lone tear escaped her eyes, "I was raped in the past, and I never got justice. I spent years attending courts, facing all kinds of humiliation, but he was never convicted. This impotent legal system rarely punishes the guilty. When I saw Meera's determination, something stirred within me..."
She began to weep bitterly.
"What about the other people in her life?" Armaan asked.
"She has no family. Alisha is also a prostitute like her, but more talented than that. She kills for the right price." Mithila told him, "All the people she talks about are from around here. Sometimes she mentions this pimp of hers, goes by the name Bablu, but his real name is Anuj."
"Who all were involved in this plan of hers? Did she have any help from any or her powerful clients?" he asked.
"Not many people were involved," Mithila said, "It was important to keep it secret so she didn't include too many people. And as far as I know, none of her clients were involved. Very few people would be willing to help a prostitute, besides, she was afraid if any of them happen to be connected to you, they would alert you and she would fail."
"Was the pimp involved?" he asked.
"I am not sure but it is possible," Mithila said.
"Anything or anyone she cares about?" he asked.
"Just a little about me and Alisha, nothing else," she replied.
"Alright, get some sleep. We'll talk again later, and you will answer honestly, won't you?" he asked firmly.
She nodded eagerly.
Armaan left the room, Neil and Reyansh followed him and locked the door behind him.
"So, not much of new information except that most of the people she talks about are from Mumbai, and there is this pimp Bablu who might be involved," Armaan said.
"So Pankhudi is most probably in Mumbai itself," Reyansh said.
Armaan nodded. "In Mumbai, or within 100 miles radius. That phone call between Meera and Mithila...it was very suggestive that Meera visits Pankh often..."
Armaan was quiet for a moment as he remembered the call and he felt a sharp pain in his heart as he was reminded of the condition Pankhudi is in.
"I've tried everything you know," he said, "I called in some favours, tracked her phone location, got her car tagged with a GPS tracker, had my men trail her...but she is just smart, she never takes her phone or car when she visits where Pankh is, and she is quick at detecting surveillance and throws off trails as swiftly. There is nothing useful in her call records too, maybe she just uses another number for any communication regarding Pankhudi."
"Pankhudi is not in any of the brothels either," Armaan continued speaking with a heavy heart, "I would have found out by now if she was. Meera is keeping her in a closed room, where only herself and a few trusted people have access. Its been two months since she was taken and I..." Armaan choked in grief, "The more time I lose...the more she suffers. She doesn't deserve any of this!"
"We are going to find her brother," Reyansh spoke with determination, "Myself and Neil, we will help you in every way we can."
"Where is Meera now?" Neil asked.
"She is not a hard woman to trace. She is living free and fearless in this very city, in the very same house next to yours, Neil. She knows I won't hurt her as long as she has Pankh," Armaan said taking a deep breath, "You know this woman is so tough, you could torture her to death but she just won't talk!"
"So, we just have to find a way around her then, I guess," Reyansh said.
"Any news about this Alisha character?" Neil asked looking at Armaan.
"She is underground," he said, "The police are after her, so are my men. The moment she is spotted in public, we will know."
"I so wanna burn that bitch!" Reyansh said bitterly, "I'm gonna skin her alive!"
"She brainwashed my little girls," Neil spoke in anger, "Told them I'm a murderer and I would kill them...my daughters hate me because of that cunt!"
"I understand how both of you feel," Armaan said calmly, "But we are going to do no such thing. She is the only one who can clear your name Neil. Your daughters need you now more than ever, and I won't have you rot in prison for something you were forced to do. Alisha held your daughters hostage while Meera forced you to kill your wife, we need her to testify that in court and have you cleared of all charges or at least have your sentence reduced. That is more important. It won't be easy, but we've got to try. A murder committed under duress is still a crime, but you were forced a choice of one life against three, you made the better call...we will hire the best lawyers and get the best possible deal."
"If Meera wanted revenge, she should have hurt me," Neil said bitterly, "I really loved Aditi...and she made me..."
"She may have started out with the idea of revenge," Armaan said, "But she went completely overboard and psychotic. She currently has absolute power over us, and that has corrupted her...she had absolutely no understanding of right and wrong..."
"You know what Armaan," Neil said with a sad expression, "I think you should have just let me rot in jail. I am responsible for all of this, I brought this upon us."
"Hey Neil," Armaan said squeezing his arm, "This isn't just about you or the four of us. Meera targeted our families. When I think about your daughters...you know it hurts to think about those innocent girls having to grow up without parental love. Meera already took away their mother, and I won't let them lose their father too. I know what it feels like to grow up without love, and I am not willing to let your daughters suffer for none of their fault. I had a sweet little daughter myself, I know how much I loved her and I lost her. I am not letting you lose your daughters Neil, nor will I let them lose their father."
Neil was quiet for a moment. His eyes were tearful thinking of his daughters. He said, "I just want to say sorry to both of you, to Aarav, to Aditi, to my little girls, to Pankhudi...to Naina...I just want to say sorry to everyone...I am really sorry..." A tear rolled down his cheek as he continued, "I don't know why I did what I did, Naina loved me...she was a nice girl, she cried and pleaded and I didn't listen...I knew I was wrong, and I tried to change, I tried to be a good man, I've been always good to my sweet Aditi...I've never her hurt her or the kids..."
Reyansh squeezed his shoulder to comfort him and said, "Hey, its OK brother. The whole thing is just so messed up and we must fix it."
Neil buried his face in his palms and wiped away his tears.
"How did this happen?" Reyansh asked looking at Armaan, "Especially you Armaan, you were always so cautious. You spotted Meera with Pankhudi outside the mall and that didn't ring any bells? And how does Pankhudi know Meera?"
"I don't know, I never got a chance to talk to Pankh..." Armaan said, "Meera caught me off guard, maybe I was feeling too secure...but none of that matters now...we've gotta find Pankh and Meera will do everything in her power to stop us. You know what makes Meera so strong? The fact that she has nothing to lose!"
"Could you find out how she managed to do what she did?" Neil asked.
"Well, she had a clear motive and determination," Armaan said, "She hit us where it would hurt the most. And she most certainly had help. A lot of help. Most people worked for money, she has enough of that. She paid someone to make the bomb, she paid someone to hack Reyansh's laptop. Some people like Mithila may have had a personal motive for helping her. Meera had someone watching us for months together, she knew where we live, what we do, our families, our schedules, everything! And there was this..." Armaan said placing a GPS tracker on the table, "There was one of these on each one of our cars. She was closely monitoring our movements while we were off guard, and therefore she could perfectly time her ambush."
"There is one thing I need you to do, Neil," Armaan said placing Mithila's phone in front of Neil, "I need you to look through her phone thoroughly. Check everything, call records, messages, photos, especially something that was deleted. Try to recover deleted chat messages, photos, videos anything that you can find. I am hoping we will find something useful here."
"Sure," Neil said, "I'm gonna need my things, will you give me a ride home?"
"Sure," Armaan said, "You'll take care of things here, Rey?"
"Yes, don't worry," Reyansh assured.
Armaan and Neil got into the car and drove off to Neil's house. It was late evening.
Armaan got a phone call. It was his informer Raghav. Armaan answered and put it on speaker so that Neil could listen.
Raghav: You were right boss, that death of the mother story was bullshit.
Armaan: What's the real story then?
Raghav: Well, this person was actually a vegetable vendor. He has no immediate family. He lived alone and frequented a red-light area. He fell in love with a whore there, trade name Shabnam, real name Rohini. This girl was actually abducted from a village in Maharashtra and forced into prostitution. So, this man, somehow fell for this girl, and the love birds wanted to get married. And suddenly one day, the man goes to jail and the girl disappears.
Armaan: So, could you find this missing girl?
Raghav: Not yet, but I am working on it.
Armaan: What about that woman, Shakuntala?
Raghav: Well, the hospital records indeed have a woman named Shakuntala Jadhav who died after a surgery Aarav performed. But the death was due to natural cause. Shakuntala didn't have any immediate relatives and this man is definitely not her son. They just found someone with the same surname and tried to botch up the case.
Armaan: Well, I need to know about that missing girl. Find out, and let me know as soon as you can.
Raghav: No problem. Will call you right back as soon as I know more.
"So, vegetable vendors are making bombs, huh?" Neil commented.
"This man is most likely a decoy," Armaan said, "I figured it out when he made no attempt to hide in front of the CCTV cameras in Aarav's house. Its like he wanted to get caught. What motivated him to do that interests me. Once we know that, we can pay this man a visit."
Soon they reached Neil's house. They looked at Meera's house. The lights were off, she was probably away.
"It's late," Neil said as he got out of the car, "I might stay home for the night. You wanna come?"
"No, thanks, Neil," Armaan said, "I'll pick you up tomorrow."
"Where are you going?" Neil asked.
"Home," Armaan said with a weak smile and drove off to Pankhudi's house.
Aarav's wife Avantika opened the door for him. He felt sad looking at her condition. She was heartbroken due to her husband's death and was now left with a little boy to care for on her own.
"I am really sorry for what happened" Armaan said, "He was a good person, and a great surgeon."
"I still don't know why..." Avantika said as she wept silently.
"We are going to find out," Armaan said firmly, "Aarav deserves justice, we owe him that."
"I don't know Armaan," she said, "The culprit has been caught but that doesn't make me feel any better..."
"May I look at the CCTV footage of that night the parcel was delivered?" Armaan requested.
Avantika nodded and played the footage for him. It showed one man get out of a van and hand over the parcel to Aarav. The man's face and the registration plate of the van was clearly visible. Armaan paused the video and took a print out for his record.
"The police have caught this man," Avantika said, "His name is Shrikant Jadhav. The found some evidence in the form of raw materials needed for making a bomb in his house. He said, he did this because Aarav had performed a surgery on his mother Shakuntala and she died shortly after. He said he did this for revenge...Aarav was a good doctor. He would never hurt any patient. This man, they sentenced him for 10 years. He took the life of my loving husband and he will walk free in 10 years, just 10 years for ruining my life and Kiaan's! I want him to hang Armaan, I want him dead!"
She started sobbing bitterly. Armaan hugged her and tried to console her.
"We will appeal to a higher court for a stricter punishment. Count on me if you ever need anything. Aarav was a dear friend...and if there is anything, I can do to help you and Kiaan, anything at all, please don't hesitate to ask," he said.
Armaan left the house and got into his car with a picture of that man. He had never seen him before. He picked up his phone and made a phone call.
"Raghav, I am sending you a picture. I want all details about this man, what he does, where he lives, his family, everything," he said.
"What is this regarding?" Raghav asked.
"The bombing and suicide of Dr. Aarav. The man, Shrikant Jadhav, was a suspect and has confessed his crime. He is currently in jail, but somehow, I doubt his story. Something about the death of his mother Shakuntala Jadhav at the hospital after a surgery. Dig into it. I want the real story." Armaan said.
"Gimme 48 hours, I'll get you all the information you need," Raghav assured.
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"You have a visitor," a policeman said addressing Neil.
Neil followed the policeman and was led to a room where his lawyer was waiting.
His eyes were almost lifeless and he sat down in front of her quietly. He just gazed blankly at the table between them.
"I have good news," she said holding Neil's hands.
Neil lifted his gaze to meet hers.
"There is this new evidence," she said, "A statement from your daughters that they were held hostage while you were forced to kill your wife."
Neil didn't say anything. Just kept looking at her.
"Apparently the girls were terrorized. There was this woman..." she showed him a sketch of a woman. He instantly recognized her as Alisha. "She convinced Aditi to keep her as a nanny to look after the girls, that is how she had such close access to Aditi's house and the girls trusted her. She held them hostage till you were forced to plead guilty. She somehow convinced the girls that you were the bad guy who killed their mother and would kill them too, and she was only protecting them from you. She tried to brainwash them. The girls have been undergoing therapy, and somehow the psychiatrist treating them was able to get this whole story."
"She did that to my little girls?" Neil spoke bitterly.
"Your sentence has been suspended," the lawyer said with a smile, "The case has been opened again and you are back on trial, but your friend Armaan has applied for bail. I hope everything works out and you should be out in a couple of days."
"Has this woman been caught?" he asked.
"Not yet, but she is a wanted woman now," the lawyer said, "I don't think it will be long before she will be behind bars."
Neil took a deep breath. He felt relieved now that he was assured of his freedom. He was eager to meet his friends and had a burning desire for revenge.
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2 days later, Neil was released on bail. Armaan came to receive him.
"You OK?" Armaan asked as Neil got into his car.
Neil nodded silently and they drove off. Armaan took Neil to the rented house were Reyansh was holding Mithila.
"Good to see you brother," Reyansh said as he saw Neil enter the house.
Neil was hurt to see Reyansh's condition, but Reyansh looked happy due to the chance at revenge that Armaan has given them.
"Don't look so sad Neil," Reyansh said handing over a set of keys to Neil, "You are really going to like what is behind that door."
Reyansh told Neil the whole story.
The three men entered the room. Mithila panicked to see them, "I am sorry, I am really sorry, I'll do as you say...please don't hurt me..."
"Shh..." Armaan said rubbing her back, "Calm down Mithila. We are not going to hurt you. We are just here to talk. Now tell me everything you know about Meera."
Mithila wiped her tears and said, "Her real name is Meenu Joshi. But she preferred to be called Meera. You know her childhood story I guess, and how she ended up with a human trafficking gang."
"I do," Armaan said, "What happened after that?"
"She ended up in a gulf country and was kept as a slave for many years, but somehow she escaped back to Mumbai. She has been through a lot. Much more than I could ever imagine." Mithila said, "She told me such bloodcurdling details...sometimes I wonder how someone can survive that. Well, when I first met her, she was already a prostitute. She told me she catered to only specific clients, and made a lot of money. She would take all BDSM requests and was submissive mostly, but also dominant on request. She consulted me for her depression and anxiety issues. Then she told me about this revenge plan of hers..."
"Why did you help her?" he asked.
"Because I know how it feels like," Mithila said as a lone tear escaped her eyes, "I was raped in the past, and I never got justice. I spent years attending courts, facing all kinds of humiliation, but he was never convicted. This impotent legal system rarely punishes the guilty. When I saw Meera's determination, something stirred within me..."
She began to weep bitterly.
"What about the other people in her life?" Armaan asked.
"She has no family. Alisha is also a prostitute like her, but more talented than that. She kills for the right price." Mithila told him, "All the people she talks about are from around here. Sometimes she mentions this pimp of hers, goes by the name Bablu, but his real name is Anuj."
"Who all were involved in this plan of hers? Did she have any help from any or her powerful clients?" he asked.
"Not many people were involved," Mithila said, "It was important to keep it secret so she didn't include too many people. And as far as I know, none of her clients were involved. Very few people would be willing to help a prostitute, besides, she was afraid if any of them happen to be connected to you, they would alert you and she would fail."
"Was the pimp involved?" he asked.
"I am not sure but it is possible," Mithila said.
"Anything or anyone she cares about?" he asked.
"Just a little about me and Alisha, nothing else," she replied.
"Alright, get some sleep. We'll talk again later, and you will answer honestly, won't you?" he asked firmly.
She nodded eagerly.
Armaan left the room, Neil and Reyansh followed him and locked the door behind him.
"So, not much of new information except that most of the people she talks about are from Mumbai, and there is this pimp Bablu who might be involved," Armaan said.
"So Pankhudi is most probably in Mumbai itself," Reyansh said.
Armaan nodded. "In Mumbai, or within 100 miles radius. That phone call between Meera and Mithila...it was very suggestive that Meera visits Pankh often..."
Armaan was quiet for a moment as he remembered the call and he felt a sharp pain in his heart as he was reminded of the condition Pankhudi is in.
"I've tried everything you know," he said, "I called in some favours, tracked her phone location, got her car tagged with a GPS tracker, had my men trail her...but she is just smart, she never takes her phone or car when she visits where Pankh is, and she is quick at detecting surveillance and throws off trails as swiftly. There is nothing useful in her call records too, maybe she just uses another number for any communication regarding Pankhudi."
"Pankhudi is not in any of the brothels either," Armaan continued speaking with a heavy heart, "I would have found out by now if she was. Meera is keeping her in a closed room, where only herself and a few trusted people have access. Its been two months since she was taken and I..." Armaan choked in grief, "The more time I lose...the more she suffers. She doesn't deserve any of this!"
"We are going to find her brother," Reyansh spoke with determination, "Myself and Neil, we will help you in every way we can."
"Where is Meera now?" Neil asked.
"She is not a hard woman to trace. She is living free and fearless in this very city, in the very same house next to yours, Neil. She knows I won't hurt her as long as she has Pankh," Armaan said taking a deep breath, "You know this woman is so tough, you could torture her to death but she just won't talk!"
"So, we just have to find a way around her then, I guess," Reyansh said.
"Any news about this Alisha character?" Neil asked looking at Armaan.
"She is underground," he said, "The police are after her, so are my men. The moment she is spotted in public, we will know."
"I so wanna burn that bitch!" Reyansh said bitterly, "I'm gonna skin her alive!"
"She brainwashed my little girls," Neil spoke in anger, "Told them I'm a murderer and I would kill them...my daughters hate me because of that cunt!"
"I understand how both of you feel," Armaan said calmly, "But we are going to do no such thing. She is the only one who can clear your name Neil. Your daughters need you now more than ever, and I won't have you rot in prison for something you were forced to do. Alisha held your daughters hostage while Meera forced you to kill your wife, we need her to testify that in court and have you cleared of all charges or at least have your sentence reduced. That is more important. It won't be easy, but we've got to try. A murder committed under duress is still a crime, but you were forced a choice of one life against three, you made the better call...we will hire the best lawyers and get the best possible deal."
"If Meera wanted revenge, she should have hurt me," Neil said bitterly, "I really loved Aditi...and she made me..."
"She may have started out with the idea of revenge," Armaan said, "But she went completely overboard and psychotic. She currently has absolute power over us, and that has corrupted her...she had absolutely no understanding of right and wrong..."
"You know what Armaan," Neil said with a sad expression, "I think you should have just let me rot in jail. I am responsible for all of this, I brought this upon us."
"Hey Neil," Armaan said squeezing his arm, "This isn't just about you or the four of us. Meera targeted our families. When I think about your daughters...you know it hurts to think about those innocent girls having to grow up without parental love. Meera already took away their mother, and I won't let them lose their father too. I know what it feels like to grow up without love, and I am not willing to let your daughters suffer for none of their fault. I had a sweet little daughter myself, I know how much I loved her and I lost her. I am not letting you lose your daughters Neil, nor will I let them lose their father."
Neil was quiet for a moment. His eyes were tearful thinking of his daughters. He said, "I just want to say sorry to both of you, to Aarav, to Aditi, to my little girls, to Pankhudi...to Naina...I just want to say sorry to everyone...I am really sorry..." A tear rolled down his cheek as he continued, "I don't know why I did what I did, Naina loved me...she was a nice girl, she cried and pleaded and I didn't listen...I knew I was wrong, and I tried to change, I tried to be a good man, I've been always good to my sweet Aditi...I've never her hurt her or the kids..."
Reyansh squeezed his shoulder to comfort him and said, "Hey, its OK brother. The whole thing is just so messed up and we must fix it."
Neil buried his face in his palms and wiped away his tears.
"How did this happen?" Reyansh asked looking at Armaan, "Especially you Armaan, you were always so cautious. You spotted Meera with Pankhudi outside the mall and that didn't ring any bells? And how does Pankhudi know Meera?"
"I don't know, I never got a chance to talk to Pankh..." Armaan said, "Meera caught me off guard, maybe I was feeling too secure...but none of that matters now...we've gotta find Pankh and Meera will do everything in her power to stop us. You know what makes Meera so strong? The fact that she has nothing to lose!"
"Could you find out how she managed to do what she did?" Neil asked.
"Well, she had a clear motive and determination," Armaan said, "She hit us where it would hurt the most. And she most certainly had help. A lot of help. Most people worked for money, she has enough of that. She paid someone to make the bomb, she paid someone to hack Reyansh's laptop. Some people like Mithila may have had a personal motive for helping her. Meera had someone watching us for months together, she knew where we live, what we do, our families, our schedules, everything! And there was this..." Armaan said placing a GPS tracker on the table, "There was one of these on each one of our cars. She was closely monitoring our movements while we were off guard, and therefore she could perfectly time her ambush."
"There is one thing I need you to do, Neil," Armaan said placing Mithila's phone in front of Neil, "I need you to look through her phone thoroughly. Check everything, call records, messages, photos, especially something that was deleted. Try to recover deleted chat messages, photos, videos anything that you can find. I am hoping we will find something useful here."
"Sure," Neil said, "I'm gonna need my things, will you give me a ride home?"
"Sure," Armaan said, "You'll take care of things here, Rey?"
"Yes, don't worry," Reyansh assured.
Armaan and Neil got into the car and drove off to Neil's house. It was late evening.
Armaan got a phone call. It was his informer Raghav. Armaan answered and put it on speaker so that Neil could listen.
Raghav: You were right boss, that death of the mother story was bullshit.
Armaan: What's the real story then?
Raghav: Well, this person was actually a vegetable vendor. He has no immediate family. He lived alone and frequented a red-light area. He fell in love with a whore there, trade name Shabnam, real name Rohini. This girl was actually abducted from a village in Maharashtra and forced into prostitution. So, this man, somehow fell for this girl, and the love birds wanted to get married. And suddenly one day, the man goes to jail and the girl disappears.
Armaan: So, could you find this missing girl?
Raghav: Not yet, but I am working on it.
Armaan: What about that woman, Shakuntala?
Raghav: Well, the hospital records indeed have a woman named Shakuntala Jadhav who died after a surgery Aarav performed. But the death was due to natural cause. Shakuntala didn't have any immediate relatives and this man is definitely not her son. They just found someone with the same surname and tried to botch up the case.
Armaan: Well, I need to know about that missing girl. Find out, and let me know as soon as you can.
Raghav: No problem. Will call you right back as soon as I know more.
"So, vegetable vendors are making bombs, huh?" Neil commented.
"This man is most likely a decoy," Armaan said, "I figured it out when he made no attempt to hide in front of the CCTV cameras in Aarav's house. Its like he wanted to get caught. What motivated him to do that interests me. Once we know that, we can pay this man a visit."
Soon they reached Neil's house. They looked at Meera's house. The lights were off, she was probably away.
"It's late," Neil said as he got out of the car, "I might stay home for the night. You wanna come?"
"No, thanks, Neil," Armaan said, "I'll pick you up tomorrow."
"Where are you going?" Neil asked.
"Home," Armaan said with a weak smile and drove off to Pankhudi's house.
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Meera unlocked a door and found Pankhudi naked on all fours. Alex, her trusted associate who was also in charge of looking after Pankhudi had his cock buried deep in her ass and was pounding her hard. There was a small vibrator inserted in her pussy, that made her pussy dripping wet.
"Alex," Meera sighed, "Do you ever leave her alone?"
"Her body..." he said as he continued thrusting in her ass, "Is so fucking tender, I just can't get enough!"
Pankhudi was aroused due to the pleasurable sensations in her pussy but face was still red in shame. Meera knelt in front of her to have a better look at her. Her face and hair had stains of dried cum. Meera put a finger under her chin and made her look straight at her and inspected her body like a commodity.
"So how is she doing?" she asked Alex who was using her ass for his pleasure.
"Oh, very good," he said, "She gives good blowjobs, and has learned to take it in the ass too!"
"Hmmm," Meera said feeling her breasts, "Her tits are getting bigger. Soon her belly will swell. The bigger the bump, the more clients will pay."
Alex fucked harder and faster as he neared orgasm. Pankudi moaned as he dumped his cum inside her ass. She was nearing her own orgasm due to the vibrator in her pussy, but Meera pulled it out and smiled at her disappointment.
"If you want an orgasm, you must earn it," Meera said, "Now come here."
Pankhudi struggled to her knees and followed her. Meera was wearing a crop to and blue jeans. She slid her jeans down and stood before Pankhudi in her panties.
"Remove my panties with your teeth," she ordered.
Pankhudi grasped one end in her teeth and lowered it. Then she crawled to the other side and pulled it down. After some struggle, she was able to remove her panties completely. Meera smiled at her submission.
Meera sat down on a chair opening her legs to Pankhudi to lick. Pankhudi obediently ran her tongue between her pussy lips, licking her clit. Meera moaned in pleasure. She locked her legs around Pankhudi's head so she couldn't move and her face was forced against her pussy. Pankhudi sucked on Meera's pussy lips gently just like she was trained to do. The she moved to her clitoris and sucked it lightly, making Meera moan louder and louder. Pankhudi wiggled her tongue against her pussy, trying to push it inside, and the back to licking her clit. The feeling of Pankhudi's soft tongue wiggling on her clit and pussy was driving Meera mad with pleasure. Pankhudi knew that she was not supposed to stop till she was told to. She licked faster and harder and moved her lips over her pussy, sucking harder. Meera pressed Pankhudi's face harder against her pussy as her body drenched in the overwhelming feeling of orgasm.
"Good girl," she said, smiling at Pankhudi, "Come let me reward you."
Pankhudi followed her quietly. Meera took her to the bathroom and made her lie down in a bathtub.
"We are going to clean you up," she said, as she turned on the shower. Cold water made Pankhudi shiver.
Meera started rubbing soap onto her body. She cupped her enlarged breasts and smiled. She stroked her nipples making her moan.
"Are they sensitive?" she asked.
Pankhudi nodded.
"How does it feel Pankhudi?" Meera asked playing with her nipples, "To be pregnant with a bastard child?"
Pankhudi didn't respond. Meera started rubbing her belly and said, "Soon this will grow bigger and one day that baby is going to come out from here," Meera inserted two fingers in her pussy and started moving in and out. Pankhudi moaned. She was already very aroused due to the vibrator, and her pussy was sensitive to any invasion.
"You like this, don't you?" Meera said teasing her nipples, "And these tits will soon be full of milk. Wow! they are heavy already! Some clients would pay just to suck milk out of these tities, you are going to have a lot of mouths to feed." Meera giggled.
"And once that baby is out, we are going to just put another one in there, and it will go on and on. You are going to be my breeding cow," Meera said smiling wickedly as she finger fucked her harder making Pankhudi moan louder.
"Answer me," Meera said, "How does it feel to be a breeding cow?"
"Does it matter how I feel?" Pankhudi replied.
"Of course, it does, because if you don't like it, I would really have something to make you like it. Switch to a new drug perhaps," Meera laughed.
"I feel good, I enjoy it a lot," Pankhudi said, "Is that what you want to hear?"
"Yes, that and more..." Meera teased, "Do you like being the slut that you have become?"
"Yes, I do," Pankhudi said knowing that saying anything else will cause Meera to hurt her more.
"Where are your manners?" she said sharply pinching her nipple, "Who will say thank you?"
"Thank you for making me a slut," Pankhudi said.
Meera laughed, and said, "You are more than a slut, you are also a breeding cow."
"Thank you for making me a slut and a breeding cow," Pankhudi spoke without any emotion.
"Now that's too dry," Meera said, "I want you to play with yourself and repeat that sentence till you cum."
Tears flooded Pankudi's eyes. But she knew she had no choice but to obey.
She started rubbing her clit and put two fingers inside. She felt a tingle in her groin. Tears streamed from her eyes as she repeated the humiliating sentence, "Thank you for making me a slut and a breeding cow," over and over, as she rubbed herself. Pleasurable sensations arose from her pussy, and her breathing became heavier. Meera stroked her sensitive nipples adding to the sexual pleasure. Finally, she moaned loudly as she felt a much needed orgasm hit her body. As she was cumming, she said, "Thank...you...making slut and...breeding cow...aaahh"
Meera laughed as she watched Pankhudi humiliate herself.
"Good, so you are really liking it," Meera said smiling at her, "Remember that for the rest of your life and learn to enjoy it. Because that is what you are ever going to be."
"Armaan," Pankhudi gasped, "Will come for me..."
"Really?" Meera chuckled, "You still believe that? Maybe he'll be one of the clients queued up to fuck you, but don't dream of anything more than that."
"He loves me," Pankhudi said, "He will find me one day..."
"Wrong. He will find a pregnant slut and a breeding cow someday," Meera said laughing, "And you are the dumbest slut in the world if you believe that he is still going to love you after all that. You are just going to be a fuck meat for any man and nothing more than that. No one is going to love you..."
"Armaan will always love me," Pankhudi said smiling at her.
"If he loves you so much, why didn't he marry you?" Meera asked with a smile.
Pankhudi had no answer to that question, she just smiled back weakly.
"Well, you don't have an answer, do you?" Meera chuckled, "If he didn't marry you when you were all sweet and pure, I don't think he is going to marry you now after watching you get fucked by other men and when you are carrying some bastard seed inside you."
"What you think doesn't matter to me or him," Pankhudi said, smiling ever so sweetly.
"Well it should you know," Meera said, "Because I go out there and I see him. He has already given up on you. He was upset for a few days but he has forgotten about you now. I was hoping he would break. But he is enjoying his life and is fucking around happily. You are a lost cause anyway."
"Who are you kidding Meera?" Pankhudi spoke sweetly, "I know him better than anyone. I'll tell you what is happening. He is looking for me everywhere. He hasn't slept one night since I was taken and he is barely even eating. I know my Armaan, and I know he loves me. He'll never give up on me, and I will never give up on him."
Meera's smile disappeared. She slapped Pankhudi sharply. "You are just a slut and a cheap whore, nothing more than that. Neil took my Naina di away from me and Armaan made me a whore! I am going to do the same to you!" Meera said bitterly.
"You were hurt because you lost Naina," Pankhudi said, "You loved her so much...you hate Neil and Armaan for what they have done, and yet you chose to be exactly like the people you hate, and not like the person you loved more than anything in the world..."
Meera choked in grief as she remembered Naina's love.
"Bad things..." Meera said, "...always happen to the best people. Just look at yourself."
"And if we let those things darken our heart," Pankhudi replied, "...this whole world will drown in darkness. Naina herself was in pain, yet she gave you so much love unconditionally, even when you were not related to her because she saw you were alone and afraid and needed love. She knew that every soul needs love, there is enough of pain in the world already."
Meera was suddenly very quiet.
"You can hurt me, Meera," Pankhudi said, "You can make me do anything. But you can never make me stop loving Armaan."
Meera's ego was hurt. But Pankhudi's loving innocent eyes made her weak. She just stormed out of the room.
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Armaan reached near Pankhudi's apartment and found a parking spot for his car in that congested locality.
The building was several years old, and the paint had peeled off almost all the walls. She lived in the poorer side of the city, and the neighborhood was not friendly. Armaan had offered her a house in the better part of the city, but she refused to accept. He offered her a car, and so many other things, but she just never accepted any gifts from him.
As he was climbing up the rickety stairs to her apartment, he absentmindedly bumped into an old woman coming out from the next flat. He apologized but she gave him an angry look and hobbled away, cursing in Marathi.
"Why did Pankh continue to live in this shitty neighborhood?" he thought.
He opened the door with his set of keys. As he entered the room, painful memories stung his heart. This was the place from which she was abducted after she was raped by 3 men in front of him, the very place where he last saw the woman he loved.
He walked toward her bedroom where he had such beautiful memories about her. Pankhudi always liked to sleep on the left side of the bed. He lay down on the right side of the bed and moved his hand on the vacant spot, feeling the sheets, remembering all the times he made love to her on this very bed, how she lovingly held him, kissed him, how she soothed him, sang for him and put him to sleep. Every time he got agitated, she just knew how to calm him down.
The emptiness bore a hole in his heart. "I miss you Pankh," he said as a lone tear escaped his eyes, "I wish you were here to hold me, I'm so tired, but I can't sleep...I miss you..."
He looked fondly at her things lying around, her books, her clothes, her teddy bear, and suddenly noticed her diary. He remembered Pankhudi wrote a diary. He picked it up and started reading, hoping to find some answers. He focused mainly on anything that mentioned him or Meera.
1/1/2020
New Year's Day! Armaan took me out for this lovely dinner. That place was like, just wow, I've never thing anything shinier. I wore the dress he brought me, he said I looked beautiful. He just makes me blush when he says that. I was feeling a little uncomfortable in that dress, I'm just not used to wearing something like that. I felt much better taking it off. I hope he didn't notice; I don't want him to feel hurt. And when he made love to me...it was just beautiful.
6/1/2020
Coffee date with my love! It is weird, but I feel I've got kinda addicted to coffee. It's a nice thing, I guess. Coffee makes me feel really good. And Armaan has got this really fancy car, and we went for a long drive. It was amazing!
10/1/2020
We went for a drive again. Armaan was happy today. His construction business has been doing really well and today he got some huge tender. He bought a diamond bracelet for me. But I already have this cute bracelet Palak gifted me and I wear it all the time. I told Armaan I couldn't take his gift. He seemed really sad when I said that. Why doesn't he understand? I've told him so many times that I don't like expensive gifts. It just...makes me feel burdened. Because I know I will never be able to gift him anything like that. All I really want is his company, I feel safe when he is around, I just want to hold him.
17/1/2020
Weird day today! I forgot my phone at home, I was already late for work and almost killed a girl today. Don't know how, she just happened to be standing there and my scooter bumped into her. Poor girl was hurt. I took her to a clinic; she wouldn't let me but I insisted. The doctor said the injuries were minor and that she would recover in a day or two. What a relief! The girl was very friendly. She told me her name is Meera, and she had recently moved here from Delhi. She seemed to be a nice girl, I gave her my number and I thought we'd be friends.
23/1/2020
Today was a fun day! Meera called and asked if I'd like to go shopping with her. I so love shopping! And I thought I'd show her around the city. It was awesome. She is such a nice girl, she helped me buy a nice dress, maybe I can wear it next time I meet Armaan. We went to the beach and had street food. My absolute favorite!
29/1/2020
Today I went to the City Mall with Meera. There is a salon there, so we had some girl time getting some manicures and pedicures. We did some shopping afterwards. And the best part of the day? Armaan called! He asked me out for dinner again. He said he'd pick me from the mall itself. I thought it would be a nice chance to introduce him to Meera, but she was in a hurry to leave so she just smiled at him from a distance.
7/2/2020
I invited Armaan for dinner. He wanted to go out, but I insisted I'd cook. I know he loves the food I cook. I cooked his favorite food. We had dinner at home, and we made sweet love. I just love his touch, he makes me feel complete. But, something worries me. I dream of a life with him, but I don't know if he does. When we were cuddling after sex, I just asked if he'd marry me. He seemed very disturbed by that question. He didn't even give me a reply. He just turned around and slept.
18/2/2020
I'm feeling very sad today. Armaan hasn't called for so many days. I miss him. Perhaps he is busy with work. Or could he be upset with me?
22/2/2020
Armaan finally called. He said he had been busy. I asked him whether me talking about marriage upset him. He said he just needs more time before he can give me a final answer. I know he really loves me. But I don't know why he is afraid to commit. He wanted me to move into a better house, gift me a car and all fancy things, but all I want is him. I have no doubt that he loves me, but I just wish he had more faith in me. I wish he believed that I can take care of him. He just seems to be very afraid of something. Perhaps it is because of his previous broken marriage. I understand how he feels because I love him. I will wait. I won't nag him for a decision so important. I believe in my love, and I know Armaan will come around.
29/2/2020
This is something I can't share with anyone. I missed my periods, so I bought a pregnancy test kit from the store. It is positive. It's the first time for me, it is special, and it just fills my heart with joy. A little Armaan inside of me, it is such a beautiful feeling. But I don't know how he would feel about it. I don't know how to tell this to him. I just hope he doesn't get angry. I hope he doesn't ask me to get rid of it. That would really break my heart. I'll invite him for dinner tomorrow. I'll tell him after dinner. I am just praying for the best.
That was the last entry in her diary. Armaan was suddenly disturbed by this new discovery. Finding her became even more urgent now.
He couldn't sleep the whole night. He just paced around the house thinking how he could find Pankhudi. His thoughts were interrupted by a phone call from Raghav.
Raghav: I found out about that girl Rohini, the love interest about that bombing convict Shrikant Jadhav.
Armaan: Is she dead or alive?
Raghav: Alive, pretty much alive and well. She is currently in some village in Kolhapur and is working as a primary school teacher. I am sending you the name and address of that school.
Armaan: This man's sentence is 10 years, right?
Raghav: Yes, but he won't last 6 months. He's got cancer.
Armaan: So, someone offered him a deal. He goes to prison for a crime he didn't commit in exchange of freedom of the woman he loves. He is going to die anyway, so might as well buy her freedom. Who was this girl's pimp?
Raghav: Someone called Bablu
Armaan: Thanks, this was useful.
Raghav: Anytime. Pleasure working with you.
Next he drove to a red light area. Surya, one of the pimps that he knew well walked towards his car.
"Long time, Sir!" he said, "What can I do for you? I've got some really hot new girls, would you like to take a look?"
"I am here for Bablu," Armaan said, "Where can I find him?"
"He must be around here somewhere," Surya said, "You know how this job is, he must be plying this trade somewhere."
"Find him and tell him there is a party interested in one of his top girls," Armaan said handing over a 2000 rupees note to him, "Get him to me. I am waiting."
After sometime Surya returned with Bablu and knocked on the window of his car. As Armaan lowered the glass, Bablu saw him and suddenly got visibly nervous.
"Is there a problem?" Armaan asked eyeing the pimps suspiciously.
"No, not at all!" Surya said nudging Bablu, "Be nice to Sir!"
"Yes Sir, how can I help you?" Bablu asked.
"Get in the car," Armaan ordered.
Bablu nervously sat next to him. Armaan started driving.
"Which girl would you like Sir?" he asked,
"I would like two actually, Rohini and Natasha," Armaan answered.
Bablu panicked. He began to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Why are you so scared?" Armaan asked, "I know you helped Natasha. Or would you rather call her Meera? I've got no beef with you, Anuj, honestly. If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead already. All I want you to do is talk."
"I don't know anything," Bablu said.
"If we are going to do it this way," Armaan said stopping the car, "If you get out of the car without giving me a name, a sniper is going to put a bullet in your head in the next 5 minutes."
"I just did what she asked. She paid me for it," he replied nervously.
"Who really made the bomb?" Armaan asked.
"I have never met him. Meera knew him. She just told me to cover up. His name is Ganesh and he is a young engineer migrated from somewhere in the south. That is all I know."
"Address?" Armaan asked sharply.
"I don't know," he said, "I really don't know."
"Fine, get out" Armaan said, "If I find out you lied, or you go and report back to that whore Meera, you won't live very long."
Bablu nodded nervously and got out of the car. Armaan nodded at a man standing at a distance, the man nodded back and made a phone call.
As Bablu nervously crossed the road, a speeding truck ran over him. He was dead instantly.
Armaan looked at the crowd gathering around the dead man and smiled.
Armaan called Raghav again.
Armaan: Another job for you. No picture this time. Just a name Ganesh, young guy migrated from south, some kind of demolition expert. I need a photo and an address.
Raghav: On it boss, 24 hours.
Just then his phone beeped with a text message.
Neil: Yo, pick me up?
Armaan drove to Neil's house. Neil took his things and left his house. Meera was watering flowers in the garden and she grinned seeing Neil.
"Hey Neil," she said teasing him, "Out of jail huh? Congratulations!"
"Fuck you bitch!" Neil growled.
"What again?" Meera said laughing, "Wasn't our last fuck enough for you? I understand with Aditi dead, your cock must be aching for some pussy."
Neil didn't answer. He just got into the car with Armaan. He was fuming in anger, and Meera's remark about his wife brought back painful memories. Armaan had been watching from a distance and got an idea about what upset Neil. Meera notice Armaan in his car and her grin just grew wider.
"Its OK brother," Armaan said, "Don't let her get the better of you."
Armaan started driving.
"I think we might be closing in on the guy who made that bomb," Armaan said, "Soon we'll have an address."
"Good," Neil said, "And I might have a plan to find Pankhudi. It's like a shot in the dark, but worth a try."
Armaan and Neil were soon with Reyansh and they discussed their plan.
"Get her," Armaan told Reyansh.
He grabbed Mithila's hair and dragged her out of the room. And made her sit on a chair.
"OK here's your script," Armaan said passing her a paper, "Don't screw this up."
Mithila read it and nodded.
Armaan dialed Meera's number from Mithila's phone.
Meera: Hey Mithu, what's up?
Mithila: Hey Meera, nothing much, just fun with hubby you know.
Meera: I know, I know...so lots of sex huh? *laughs* I know how bad you needed it!
Mithila: Yeah, its been great! Hey, by the way, the other day you were asking about this drug for Pankhudi...
Meera: Yeah babes, I visited her just yesterday. Those sweet dreams I tell you, Armaan, Armaan, Armaan all the time, I'm starting to get sick now! Gimme something that will fuck up her head big time, of course without hurting the baby.
Mithila: I just remembered; I might have just the thing for you.
Meera: Do you?
Mithila: Yes, it will take her to the moon and back and is safe for the baby.
Meera: So, when do we meet?
Mithila: Actually, our stay might get extended. Anshul's parents are visiting. You could collect it from my clinic, yeah? I'll have my assistant had it over to you. It's a preloaded syringe, so all you need to do is just push.
Meera: Sure, first thing tomorrow. Thanks! You know you are sound so much like yourself today! The other day you were all so saintly like...ewww!
Mithila: I don't know anniversary effect, I guess. I get all emo sometimes.
Meera: Sure, see you around babes!
Meera disconnected the call.
"You are done here," Armaan said.
Reyansh dragged her back to the room and locked her.
"So, this is the smallest GPS tracker I could find" Neil said concealing it inside the syringe box, "Now let's hope Meera takes this box to where Pankhudi is."
"What's in the syringe?" Reyansh asked.
"Saline," Armaan said as he filled up a fresh syringe, "I'll have someone drop this at her clinic today. Rey, get her make a phone call telling them to hand it over to Meera."
Next morning, Armaan got a call from Raghav.
Raghav: Found this Ganesh Character. Wasn't too hard to find. Full name Ganesh Rajshekharan, migrated from Tamil Nadu. Family is in a village in Tamil nadu. He is an engineer but couldn't find a decent job despite good knowledge due to his eccentric nature. So makes bombs for petty criminals.
Armaan: Send me a photo and address.
Raghav: Sure
Armaan's phone beeped with incoming messages.
"I underestimated eccentric. This guy is a total cartoon. Where does Meera find such people?" Armaan said looking at the picture.
He made another phone call.
"I've got a job for you," Armaan said, "I am sending you a photo and address. Make him disappear quietly."
"Don't you think you are being too gentle on the people who have hurt us?" Reyansh argued, "Why can't we just blow this bomber to bits and pieces like his did to Aarav?"
"Because..." Armaan said, "If we get too dramatic, it might alert our Belladona. She still has Pankh, and I can't afford to take any risks."
After four hours Armaan got a call back.
"Job completed," the voice said. Armaan disconnected the call without further word.
"I promised Avantika that the people responsible for Aarav's fate would be dead," Armaan said to Reyansh, "I pray his soul would rest in peace now."
"Alex," Meera sighed, "Do you ever leave her alone?"
"Her body..." he said as he continued thrusting in her ass, "Is so fucking tender, I just can't get enough!"
Pankhudi was aroused due to the pleasurable sensations in her pussy but face was still red in shame. Meera knelt in front of her to have a better look at her. Her face and hair had stains of dried cum. Meera put a finger under her chin and made her look straight at her and inspected her body like a commodity.
"So how is she doing?" she asked Alex who was using her ass for his pleasure.
"Oh, very good," he said, "She gives good blowjobs, and has learned to take it in the ass too!"
"Hmmm," Meera said feeling her breasts, "Her tits are getting bigger. Soon her belly will swell. The bigger the bump, the more clients will pay."
Alex fucked harder and faster as he neared orgasm. Pankudi moaned as he dumped his cum inside her ass. She was nearing her own orgasm due to the vibrator in her pussy, but Meera pulled it out and smiled at her disappointment.
"If you want an orgasm, you must earn it," Meera said, "Now come here."
Pankhudi struggled to her knees and followed her. Meera was wearing a crop to and blue jeans. She slid her jeans down and stood before Pankhudi in her panties.
"Remove my panties with your teeth," she ordered.
Pankhudi grasped one end in her teeth and lowered it. Then she crawled to the other side and pulled it down. After some struggle, she was able to remove her panties completely. Meera smiled at her submission.
Meera sat down on a chair opening her legs to Pankhudi to lick. Pankhudi obediently ran her tongue between her pussy lips, licking her clit. Meera moaned in pleasure. She locked her legs around Pankhudi's head so she couldn't move and her face was forced against her pussy. Pankhudi sucked on Meera's pussy lips gently just like she was trained to do. The she moved to her clitoris and sucked it lightly, making Meera moan louder and louder. Pankhudi wiggled her tongue against her pussy, trying to push it inside, and the back to licking her clit. The feeling of Pankhudi's soft tongue wiggling on her clit and pussy was driving Meera mad with pleasure. Pankhudi knew that she was not supposed to stop till she was told to. She licked faster and harder and moved her lips over her pussy, sucking harder. Meera pressed Pankhudi's face harder against her pussy as her body drenched in the overwhelming feeling of orgasm.
"Good girl," she said, smiling at Pankhudi, "Come let me reward you."
Pankhudi followed her quietly. Meera took her to the bathroom and made her lie down in a bathtub.
"We are going to clean you up," she said, as she turned on the shower. Cold water made Pankhudi shiver.
Meera started rubbing soap onto her body. She cupped her enlarged breasts and smiled. She stroked her nipples making her moan.
"Are they sensitive?" she asked.
Pankhudi nodded.
"How does it feel Pankhudi?" Meera asked playing with her nipples, "To be pregnant with a bastard child?"
Pankhudi didn't respond. Meera started rubbing her belly and said, "Soon this will grow bigger and one day that baby is going to come out from here," Meera inserted two fingers in her pussy and started moving in and out. Pankhudi moaned. She was already very aroused due to the vibrator, and her pussy was sensitive to any invasion.
"You like this, don't you?" Meera said teasing her nipples, "And these tits will soon be full of milk. Wow! they are heavy already! Some clients would pay just to suck milk out of these tities, you are going to have a lot of mouths to feed." Meera giggled.
"And once that baby is out, we are going to just put another one in there, and it will go on and on. You are going to be my breeding cow," Meera said smiling wickedly as she finger fucked her harder making Pankhudi moan louder.
"Answer me," Meera said, "How does it feel to be a breeding cow?"
"Does it matter how I feel?" Pankhudi replied.
"Of course, it does, because if you don't like it, I would really have something to make you like it. Switch to a new drug perhaps," Meera laughed.
"I feel good, I enjoy it a lot," Pankhudi said, "Is that what you want to hear?"
"Yes, that and more..." Meera teased, "Do you like being the slut that you have become?"
"Yes, I do," Pankhudi said knowing that saying anything else will cause Meera to hurt her more.
"Where are your manners?" she said sharply pinching her nipple, "Who will say thank you?"
"Thank you for making me a slut," Pankhudi said.
Meera laughed, and said, "You are more than a slut, you are also a breeding cow."
"Thank you for making me a slut and a breeding cow," Pankhudi spoke without any emotion.
"Now that's too dry," Meera said, "I want you to play with yourself and repeat that sentence till you cum."
Tears flooded Pankudi's eyes. But she knew she had no choice but to obey.
She started rubbing her clit and put two fingers inside. She felt a tingle in her groin. Tears streamed from her eyes as she repeated the humiliating sentence, "Thank you for making me a slut and a breeding cow," over and over, as she rubbed herself. Pleasurable sensations arose from her pussy, and her breathing became heavier. Meera stroked her sensitive nipples adding to the sexual pleasure. Finally, she moaned loudly as she felt a much needed orgasm hit her body. As she was cumming, she said, "Thank...you...making slut and...breeding cow...aaahh"
Meera laughed as she watched Pankhudi humiliate herself.
"Good, so you are really liking it," Meera said smiling at her, "Remember that for the rest of your life and learn to enjoy it. Because that is what you are ever going to be."
"Armaan," Pankhudi gasped, "Will come for me..."
"Really?" Meera chuckled, "You still believe that? Maybe he'll be one of the clients queued up to fuck you, but don't dream of anything more than that."
"He loves me," Pankhudi said, "He will find me one day..."
"Wrong. He will find a pregnant slut and a breeding cow someday," Meera said laughing, "And you are the dumbest slut in the world if you believe that he is still going to love you after all that. You are just going to be a fuck meat for any man and nothing more than that. No one is going to love you..."
"Armaan will always love me," Pankhudi said smiling at her.
"If he loves you so much, why didn't he marry you?" Meera asked with a smile.
Pankhudi had no answer to that question, she just smiled back weakly.
"Well, you don't have an answer, do you?" Meera chuckled, "If he didn't marry you when you were all sweet and pure, I don't think he is going to marry you now after watching you get fucked by other men and when you are carrying some bastard seed inside you."
"What you think doesn't matter to me or him," Pankhudi said, smiling ever so sweetly.
"Well it should you know," Meera said, "Because I go out there and I see him. He has already given up on you. He was upset for a few days but he has forgotten about you now. I was hoping he would break. But he is enjoying his life and is fucking around happily. You are a lost cause anyway."
"Who are you kidding Meera?" Pankhudi spoke sweetly, "I know him better than anyone. I'll tell you what is happening. He is looking for me everywhere. He hasn't slept one night since I was taken and he is barely even eating. I know my Armaan, and I know he loves me. He'll never give up on me, and I will never give up on him."
Meera's smile disappeared. She slapped Pankhudi sharply. "You are just a slut and a cheap whore, nothing more than that. Neil took my Naina di away from me and Armaan made me a whore! I am going to do the same to you!" Meera said bitterly.
"You were hurt because you lost Naina," Pankhudi said, "You loved her so much...you hate Neil and Armaan for what they have done, and yet you chose to be exactly like the people you hate, and not like the person you loved more than anything in the world..."
Meera choked in grief as she remembered Naina's love.
"Bad things..." Meera said, "...always happen to the best people. Just look at yourself."
"And if we let those things darken our heart," Pankhudi replied, "...this whole world will drown in darkness. Naina herself was in pain, yet she gave you so much love unconditionally, even when you were not related to her because she saw you were alone and afraid and needed love. She knew that every soul needs love, there is enough of pain in the world already."
Meera was suddenly very quiet.
"You can hurt me, Meera," Pankhudi said, "You can make me do anything. But you can never make me stop loving Armaan."
Meera's ego was hurt. But Pankhudi's loving innocent eyes made her weak. She just stormed out of the room.
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Armaan reached near Pankhudi's apartment and found a parking spot for his car in that congested locality.
The building was several years old, and the paint had peeled off almost all the walls. She lived in the poorer side of the city, and the neighborhood was not friendly. Armaan had offered her a house in the better part of the city, but she refused to accept. He offered her a car, and so many other things, but she just never accepted any gifts from him.
As he was climbing up the rickety stairs to her apartment, he absentmindedly bumped into an old woman coming out from the next flat. He apologized but she gave him an angry look and hobbled away, cursing in Marathi.
"Why did Pankh continue to live in this shitty neighborhood?" he thought.
He opened the door with his set of keys. As he entered the room, painful memories stung his heart. This was the place from which she was abducted after she was raped by 3 men in front of him, the very place where he last saw the woman he loved.
He walked toward her bedroom where he had such beautiful memories about her. Pankhudi always liked to sleep on the left side of the bed. He lay down on the right side of the bed and moved his hand on the vacant spot, feeling the sheets, remembering all the times he made love to her on this very bed, how she lovingly held him, kissed him, how she soothed him, sang for him and put him to sleep. Every time he got agitated, she just knew how to calm him down.
The emptiness bore a hole in his heart. "I miss you Pankh," he said as a lone tear escaped his eyes, "I wish you were here to hold me, I'm so tired, but I can't sleep...I miss you..."
He looked fondly at her things lying around, her books, her clothes, her teddy bear, and suddenly noticed her diary. He remembered Pankhudi wrote a diary. He picked it up and started reading, hoping to find some answers. He focused mainly on anything that mentioned him or Meera.
1/1/2020
New Year's Day! Armaan took me out for this lovely dinner. That place was like, just wow, I've never thing anything shinier. I wore the dress he brought me, he said I looked beautiful. He just makes me blush when he says that. I was feeling a little uncomfortable in that dress, I'm just not used to wearing something like that. I felt much better taking it off. I hope he didn't notice; I don't want him to feel hurt. And when he made love to me...it was just beautiful.
6/1/2020
Coffee date with my love! It is weird, but I feel I've got kinda addicted to coffee. It's a nice thing, I guess. Coffee makes me feel really good. And Armaan has got this really fancy car, and we went for a long drive. It was amazing!
10/1/2020
We went for a drive again. Armaan was happy today. His construction business has been doing really well and today he got some huge tender. He bought a diamond bracelet for me. But I already have this cute bracelet Palak gifted me and I wear it all the time. I told Armaan I couldn't take his gift. He seemed really sad when I said that. Why doesn't he understand? I've told him so many times that I don't like expensive gifts. It just...makes me feel burdened. Because I know I will never be able to gift him anything like that. All I really want is his company, I feel safe when he is around, I just want to hold him.
17/1/2020
Weird day today! I forgot my phone at home, I was already late for work and almost killed a girl today. Don't know how, she just happened to be standing there and my scooter bumped into her. Poor girl was hurt. I took her to a clinic; she wouldn't let me but I insisted. The doctor said the injuries were minor and that she would recover in a day or two. What a relief! The girl was very friendly. She told me her name is Meera, and she had recently moved here from Delhi. She seemed to be a nice girl, I gave her my number and I thought we'd be friends.
23/1/2020
Today was a fun day! Meera called and asked if I'd like to go shopping with her. I so love shopping! And I thought I'd show her around the city. It was awesome. She is such a nice girl, she helped me buy a nice dress, maybe I can wear it next time I meet Armaan. We went to the beach and had street food. My absolute favorite!
29/1/2020
Today I went to the City Mall with Meera. There is a salon there, so we had some girl time getting some manicures and pedicures. We did some shopping afterwards. And the best part of the day? Armaan called! He asked me out for dinner again. He said he'd pick me from the mall itself. I thought it would be a nice chance to introduce him to Meera, but she was in a hurry to leave so she just smiled at him from a distance.
7/2/2020
I invited Armaan for dinner. He wanted to go out, but I insisted I'd cook. I know he loves the food I cook. I cooked his favorite food. We had dinner at home, and we made sweet love. I just love his touch, he makes me feel complete. But, something worries me. I dream of a life with him, but I don't know if he does. When we were cuddling after sex, I just asked if he'd marry me. He seemed very disturbed by that question. He didn't even give me a reply. He just turned around and slept.
18/2/2020
I'm feeling very sad today. Armaan hasn't called for so many days. I miss him. Perhaps he is busy with work. Or could he be upset with me?
22/2/2020
Armaan finally called. He said he had been busy. I asked him whether me talking about marriage upset him. He said he just needs more time before he can give me a final answer. I know he really loves me. But I don't know why he is afraid to commit. He wanted me to move into a better house, gift me a car and all fancy things, but all I want is him. I have no doubt that he loves me, but I just wish he had more faith in me. I wish he believed that I can take care of him. He just seems to be very afraid of something. Perhaps it is because of his previous broken marriage. I understand how he feels because I love him. I will wait. I won't nag him for a decision so important. I believe in my love, and I know Armaan will come around.
29/2/2020
This is something I can't share with anyone. I missed my periods, so I bought a pregnancy test kit from the store. It is positive. It's the first time for me, it is special, and it just fills my heart with joy. A little Armaan inside of me, it is such a beautiful feeling. But I don't know how he would feel about it. I don't know how to tell this to him. I just hope he doesn't get angry. I hope he doesn't ask me to get rid of it. That would really break my heart. I'll invite him for dinner tomorrow. I'll tell him after dinner. I am just praying for the best.
That was the last entry in her diary. Armaan was suddenly disturbed by this new discovery. Finding her became even more urgent now.
He couldn't sleep the whole night. He just paced around the house thinking how he could find Pankhudi. His thoughts were interrupted by a phone call from Raghav.
Raghav: I found out about that girl Rohini, the love interest about that bombing convict Shrikant Jadhav.
Armaan: Is she dead or alive?
Raghav: Alive, pretty much alive and well. She is currently in some village in Kolhapur and is working as a primary school teacher. I am sending you the name and address of that school.
Armaan: This man's sentence is 10 years, right?
Raghav: Yes, but he won't last 6 months. He's got cancer.
Armaan: So, someone offered him a deal. He goes to prison for a crime he didn't commit in exchange of freedom of the woman he loves. He is going to die anyway, so might as well buy her freedom. Who was this girl's pimp?
Raghav: Someone called Bablu
Armaan: Thanks, this was useful.
Raghav: Anytime. Pleasure working with you.
Next he drove to a red light area. Surya, one of the pimps that he knew well walked towards his car.
"Long time, Sir!" he said, "What can I do for you? I've got some really hot new girls, would you like to take a look?"
"I am here for Bablu," Armaan said, "Where can I find him?"
"He must be around here somewhere," Surya said, "You know how this job is, he must be plying this trade somewhere."
"Find him and tell him there is a party interested in one of his top girls," Armaan said handing over a 2000 rupees note to him, "Get him to me. I am waiting."
After sometime Surya returned with Bablu and knocked on the window of his car. As Armaan lowered the glass, Bablu saw him and suddenly got visibly nervous.
"Is there a problem?" Armaan asked eyeing the pimps suspiciously.
"No, not at all!" Surya said nudging Bablu, "Be nice to Sir!"
"Yes Sir, how can I help you?" Bablu asked.
"Get in the car," Armaan ordered.
Bablu nervously sat next to him. Armaan started driving.
"Which girl would you like Sir?" he asked,
"I would like two actually, Rohini and Natasha," Armaan answered.
Bablu panicked. He began to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Why are you so scared?" Armaan asked, "I know you helped Natasha. Or would you rather call her Meera? I've got no beef with you, Anuj, honestly. If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead already. All I want you to do is talk."
"I don't know anything," Bablu said.
"If we are going to do it this way," Armaan said stopping the car, "If you get out of the car without giving me a name, a sniper is going to put a bullet in your head in the next 5 minutes."
"I just did what she asked. She paid me for it," he replied nervously.
"Who really made the bomb?" Armaan asked.
"I have never met him. Meera knew him. She just told me to cover up. His name is Ganesh and he is a young engineer migrated from somewhere in the south. That is all I know."
"Address?" Armaan asked sharply.
"I don't know," he said, "I really don't know."
"Fine, get out" Armaan said, "If I find out you lied, or you go and report back to that whore Meera, you won't live very long."
Bablu nodded nervously and got out of the car. Armaan nodded at a man standing at a distance, the man nodded back and made a phone call.
As Bablu nervously crossed the road, a speeding truck ran over him. He was dead instantly.
Armaan looked at the crowd gathering around the dead man and smiled.
Armaan called Raghav again.
Armaan: Another job for you. No picture this time. Just a name Ganesh, young guy migrated from south, some kind of demolition expert. I need a photo and an address.
Raghav: On it boss, 24 hours.
Just then his phone beeped with a text message.
Neil: Yo, pick me up?
Armaan drove to Neil's house. Neil took his things and left his house. Meera was watering flowers in the garden and she grinned seeing Neil.
"Hey Neil," she said teasing him, "Out of jail huh? Congratulations!"
"Fuck you bitch!" Neil growled.
"What again?" Meera said laughing, "Wasn't our last fuck enough for you? I understand with Aditi dead, your cock must be aching for some pussy."
Neil didn't answer. He just got into the car with Armaan. He was fuming in anger, and Meera's remark about his wife brought back painful memories. Armaan had been watching from a distance and got an idea about what upset Neil. Meera notice Armaan in his car and her grin just grew wider.
"Its OK brother," Armaan said, "Don't let her get the better of you."
Armaan started driving.
"I think we might be closing in on the guy who made that bomb," Armaan said, "Soon we'll have an address."
"Good," Neil said, "And I might have a plan to find Pankhudi. It's like a shot in the dark, but worth a try."
Armaan and Neil were soon with Reyansh and they discussed their plan.
"Get her," Armaan told Reyansh.
He grabbed Mithila's hair and dragged her out of the room. And made her sit on a chair.
"OK here's your script," Armaan said passing her a paper, "Don't screw this up."
Mithila read it and nodded.
Armaan dialed Meera's number from Mithila's phone.
Meera: Hey Mithu, what's up?
Mithila: Hey Meera, nothing much, just fun with hubby you know.
Meera: I know, I know...so lots of sex huh? *laughs* I know how bad you needed it!
Mithila: Yeah, its been great! Hey, by the way, the other day you were asking about this drug for Pankhudi...
Meera: Yeah babes, I visited her just yesterday. Those sweet dreams I tell you, Armaan, Armaan, Armaan all the time, I'm starting to get sick now! Gimme something that will fuck up her head big time, of course without hurting the baby.
Mithila: I just remembered; I might have just the thing for you.
Meera: Do you?
Mithila: Yes, it will take her to the moon and back and is safe for the baby.
Meera: So, when do we meet?
Mithila: Actually, our stay might get extended. Anshul's parents are visiting. You could collect it from my clinic, yeah? I'll have my assistant had it over to you. It's a preloaded syringe, so all you need to do is just push.
Meera: Sure, first thing tomorrow. Thanks! You know you are sound so much like yourself today! The other day you were all so saintly like...ewww!
Mithila: I don't know anniversary effect, I guess. I get all emo sometimes.
Meera: Sure, see you around babes!
Meera disconnected the call.
"You are done here," Armaan said.
Reyansh dragged her back to the room and locked her.
"So, this is the smallest GPS tracker I could find" Neil said concealing it inside the syringe box, "Now let's hope Meera takes this box to where Pankhudi is."
"What's in the syringe?" Reyansh asked.
"Saline," Armaan said as he filled up a fresh syringe, "I'll have someone drop this at her clinic today. Rey, get her make a phone call telling them to hand it over to Meera."
Next morning, Armaan got a call from Raghav.
Raghav: Found this Ganesh Character. Wasn't too hard to find. Full name Ganesh Rajshekharan, migrated from Tamil Nadu. Family is in a village in Tamil nadu. He is an engineer but couldn't find a decent job despite good knowledge due to his eccentric nature. So makes bombs for petty criminals.
Armaan: Send me a photo and address.
Raghav: Sure
Armaan's phone beeped with incoming messages.
"I underestimated eccentric. This guy is a total cartoon. Where does Meera find such people?" Armaan said looking at the picture.
He made another phone call.
"I've got a job for you," Armaan said, "I am sending you a photo and address. Make him disappear quietly."
"Don't you think you are being too gentle on the people who have hurt us?" Reyansh argued, "Why can't we just blow this bomber to bits and pieces like his did to Aarav?"
"Because..." Armaan said, "If we get too dramatic, it might alert our Belladona. She still has Pankh, and I can't afford to take any risks."
After four hours Armaan got a call back.
"Job completed," the voice said. Armaan disconnected the call without further word.
"I promised Avantika that the people responsible for Aarav's fate would be dead," Armaan said to Reyansh, "I pray his soul would rest in peace now."
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Neil called out to Armaan and Reyansh.
"Our guest here hasn't been exactly telling us everything," Neil said.
There is this deleted chat here that I managed to recover.
Alisha: Hey can you meet?
Mithila: What's up?
Alisha: Meera called up, and told me this plan of hers. It is just disastrous.
Mithila: Yes, more or less.
Alisha: You OK with that? Coz I'm not. And I don't want to be a part of it. I've done horrible things in the past, and you know, I just want to stop, but she won't let me. She used to be a good friend, but I'm really afraid of what she has become.
Mithila: Ok let's meet at our usual place, at 7 pm.
Armaan and Reyansh questioned Mithila about this.
"Alisha didn't want to be a part of this," Mithila said, "But Meera has something against her. Some kind of evidence, and she forced Alisha to do what she did."
"Do you know the whereabouts of Alisha?" Armaan asked.
"No," she said.
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Meera collected the syringe from Mithila's clinic. She got it home and opened it.
"To the moon and back, huh?" she said smiling to herself.
Meera had been a drug addict for a while and she felt a rising temptation to try the drug herself.
"If it is safe for a pregnant woman, I don't think it would harm me," she thought and she pricked herself and injected its contents into her vein.
She sat back on the couch waiting to experience its effects. She waited for 20 minutes before realizing there was no effect of the drug. She placed one drop of the drug on the back of her palm and licked it to acknowledge the salty taste.
Meera was now alerted.
She immediately called up Mithila's clinic. The assistant answered.
"Hey, the drug I collected today, did Mithila give it to you?" Meera asked.
"No," the assistant replied, "But she sent it over though a man yesterday."
Meera was now more suspicious.
She dissected the box of the syringe, and found the GPS tracker. She was now getting the whole picture.
She made a phone call to her trusted informer and said, "I am sending you an address in Lonavala. I need you to check on Mithila and her family, urgently."
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Armaan received a phone call.
Raghav: I think I might have the location of Alisha. I am sending you the address where she was spotted 24 hours ago.
Armaan: Thanks.
He made another phone call. "I am sending you a picture and an address, find this girl and bring her to me unharmed," he said.
They waited for a response.
After sometime, he got a call, "Sorry, the girl got away before we could get here."
"Hmmm fine," Armaan said, "Next time."
"Neil, we gotta go," Armaan said with a sense of urgency, "Alisha has managed to get away this time but we still gotta take a look."
Armaan and Neil got into their car and left.
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Meera received a call back in some time.
"No one is present at the Lonavala address you sent," the man said.
Meera now understood that Mithila was captured.
She began to think about her next move.
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Armaan and Neil reached the address Raghav had provided.
The house was empty. It appeared as if Alisha left in a hurry. A lot of her things were still lying around.
"She'll keep moving," Neil said, "Too many people are after her."
"So, we just gotta keep trying, I guess," Armaan said.
They looked around the house searching for some clues. Armaan found a piece of paper. He smiled when he read it.
"I think it would be easier to find her now," Armaan said.
"What is it?" Neil asked.
"A prescription," Armaan said, "It is time we asked our doctor about this."
He made a phone call to Reyansh.
"Put her on the line," Armaan said.
"She is listening," he said.
"Why are you making this harder than it needs to be Mithila?" Armaan said, "When were you going to tell us about Alisha's medical condition?"
"I..she..." Mithila stuttered nervously, "She is suffering from systemic lupus erythematosus. It is a multi-system disorder, and in her case has affected her blood cells. She has been using certain rare medications."
"Who is her treating doctor?" Armaan asked.
"Dr. Mohan Raj, he is a rheumatologist," she said.
Armaan disconnected the call without further word. He immediately called up Raghav.
Armaan: She escaped. But I might have a lead to get her next location. Keep an eye on Dr. Mohan Raj, and any other rheumatologist you know in the city. She is suffering from a medical condition and will visit a rheumatologist. Also, I am sending you a picture of her prescription. These medications are not easily available so keep a look out on medical stores that sell them.
Raghav: Sure. Will get back you.
Armaan and Neil got back in their car.
"What is the status of the GPS tracker in the syringe box?" Armaan asked Neil.
Neil immediately checked it on his phone and said, "It is still showing in Meera's house. It hasn't moved at all since yesterday."
"Anywhere else it moved?" Armaan asked.
"No," Neil said, "From the clinic to Meera's house, that's all. And hasn't moved since."
As they were driving back to the rented house, they stopped at a red light. A beggar girl began to knock on the car's window. Armaan ignored her but she persisted. He turned to look at her, he found that she was holding a small gift box. What really got his attention was that she was wearing Pankhudi's bracelet. He immediately lowered his window glass.
"This is for you," the girl said smiling sweetly.
"Who gave it to you?" Armaan asked accepting the box.
"One nice aunty gave it to me, she told me to give it to you," the girl said.
"Did she also give you that bracelet?" Armaan asked.
"Yes," the girl said, "Please give men 10 rupees, I haven't eaten all day."
"I'll give you 100," Armaan said, "But I want that bracelet."
The girl happily took off the bracelet and gave it to Armaan. He handed over one 100 rupees note to her. The girl took it and ran away. The lights turned green and Armaan drove the car off the street into a secluded alley.
Neil was sitting next to him. He had a lot of questions.
"Why did you buy that bracelet?" he asked.
"This is Pankhudi's," Armaan said showing him the bracelet. It had her name woven onto it with a silk thread. "Her sister Palak gifted her this, she loved this bracelet and she was wearing it when she was taken," he said.
Armaan's mind was now clouded with worry as he held the box in his hand.
"It could be a bomb," Neil warned.
"There is a metal detector in the glove box," he said.
Neil quickly scanned the box. Once they confirmed there was nothing metallic in the box, Armaan opened it. The contents were more disturbing than a bomb. Armaan found a woman's fingernail in the box. His heart nearly stopped as he picked up the blood soaked fingernail with a trembling hand.
Neil was equally shocked. He squeezed Armaan's arm trying to pacify him, "It's ok calm down, it's not what you think..."
Armaan was tearful, and he could barely breathe. Just then his phone buzzed with an incoming message. It was a video. When he played that video, whatever was left of his spirit shattered into a thousand pieces. The video showed whom the fingernail belonged to. Pankhudi' scream hit Armaan's ears like poison darts. He bit the back of his wrist to supress a scream. Tears streamed from his eyes, and he could barely breathe as he choked in pain and grief. He closed his eyes and felt something die within him. There was a pounding pain in his chest.
Neil took his phone and stopped the video.
"We are going to find her brother, I promise we will." he trying to soothe him.
"She is pregnant with my child Neil!" Armaan said, almost fainting in grief.
"Your child?" Neil asked.
"Yes," Armaan said trying to gather himself, "It was the last entry in her diary, the night before she was abducted. She was already pregnant when she was taken. I found out 2 days ago."
"Does Meera know?" Neil asked in a worried tone.
"No! Goodness no!" Armaan gasped, "You can imagine what that psycho would do if she found out. When it comes to monstrosity, she is worse than four of us combined!"
Suddenly a car approached from front and flashed its headlights at them to get their attention. Then the car slowly moved towards them till they could see who was driving.
"Speak of the devil," Neil said.
Meera stopped her car right next to Armaan's and smiled at the two men.
"Looks like you didn't like my little gift," she said smiling at Armaan.
"What the fuck do you want?" he shouted, "Why are you doing this to her? She is so...innocent!"
"She is a darling," Meera chuckled, "That's why it is just a fingernail and not the whole finger. But if you, sweetheart, can't keep your hands off my associates, what choice do I have? I really don't like to hurt her, well not physically at least, but you keep forcing me to."
Neil and Armaan looked at each other as they realized that Meera found out about Mithila's kidnapping.
"So here is what is going to happen now," Meera spoke in a commanding voice, "Blue eyed boy is going to drive this fancy car back to the shit hole where you are keeping Mithila and her husband and drop them safely home. If that doesn't happen in the next 12 hours, you are going to receive more such gifts."
Armaan nodded at Neil approving him to release Mithila and Anshul.
"And Armaan..." she said boldly touching his cheek, "...is coming with me."
"What?" Neil muttered.
"C'mon Neil," she running her hands over Armaan, "Just look at him, poor thing, he needs love right now, and I'm gonna give it to him..."
Armaan just closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He knew he had no choice.
"Alright," Armaan said softly, "Please give me a moment, will you?"
Meera smiled to see Armaan in such a broken state. "Sure," she said running a finger on his nose and lips, "Gather yourself. But don't make me wait for too long."
She drove the car to one side.
"Armaan," Neil said passing him a small audio bug, "Use this opportunity and bug her house,"
Armaan took the device and nodded. He got out of his car and walked towards Meera's car. He got into the passenger seat. Meera smiled at the defeated look on his face. She drove off.
"Don't look so sad," she said running her hand along his thigh, "We are going to have a lot of fun!"
"Our guest here hasn't been exactly telling us everything," Neil said.
There is this deleted chat here that I managed to recover.
Alisha: Hey can you meet?
Mithila: What's up?
Alisha: Meera called up, and told me this plan of hers. It is just disastrous.
Mithila: Yes, more or less.
Alisha: You OK with that? Coz I'm not. And I don't want to be a part of it. I've done horrible things in the past, and you know, I just want to stop, but she won't let me. She used to be a good friend, but I'm really afraid of what she has become.
Mithila: Ok let's meet at our usual place, at 7 pm.
Armaan and Reyansh questioned Mithila about this.
"Alisha didn't want to be a part of this," Mithila said, "But Meera has something against her. Some kind of evidence, and she forced Alisha to do what she did."
"Do you know the whereabouts of Alisha?" Armaan asked.
"No," she said.
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Meera collected the syringe from Mithila's clinic. She got it home and opened it.
"To the moon and back, huh?" she said smiling to herself.
Meera had been a drug addict for a while and she felt a rising temptation to try the drug herself.
"If it is safe for a pregnant woman, I don't think it would harm me," she thought and she pricked herself and injected its contents into her vein.
She sat back on the couch waiting to experience its effects. She waited for 20 minutes before realizing there was no effect of the drug. She placed one drop of the drug on the back of her palm and licked it to acknowledge the salty taste.
Meera was now alerted.
She immediately called up Mithila's clinic. The assistant answered.
"Hey, the drug I collected today, did Mithila give it to you?" Meera asked.
"No," the assistant replied, "But she sent it over though a man yesterday."
Meera was now more suspicious.
She dissected the box of the syringe, and found the GPS tracker. She was now getting the whole picture.
She made a phone call to her trusted informer and said, "I am sending you an address in Lonavala. I need you to check on Mithila and her family, urgently."
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Armaan received a phone call.
Raghav: I think I might have the location of Alisha. I am sending you the address where she was spotted 24 hours ago.
Armaan: Thanks.
He made another phone call. "I am sending you a picture and an address, find this girl and bring her to me unharmed," he said.
They waited for a response.
After sometime, he got a call, "Sorry, the girl got away before we could get here."
"Hmmm fine," Armaan said, "Next time."
"Neil, we gotta go," Armaan said with a sense of urgency, "Alisha has managed to get away this time but we still gotta take a look."
Armaan and Neil got into their car and left.
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Meera received a call back in some time.
"No one is present at the Lonavala address you sent," the man said.
Meera now understood that Mithila was captured.
She began to think about her next move.
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Armaan and Neil reached the address Raghav had provided.
The house was empty. It appeared as if Alisha left in a hurry. A lot of her things were still lying around.
"She'll keep moving," Neil said, "Too many people are after her."
"So, we just gotta keep trying, I guess," Armaan said.
They looked around the house searching for some clues. Armaan found a piece of paper. He smiled when he read it.
"I think it would be easier to find her now," Armaan said.
"What is it?" Neil asked.
"A prescription," Armaan said, "It is time we asked our doctor about this."
He made a phone call to Reyansh.
"Put her on the line," Armaan said.
"She is listening," he said.
"Why are you making this harder than it needs to be Mithila?" Armaan said, "When were you going to tell us about Alisha's medical condition?"
"I..she..." Mithila stuttered nervously, "She is suffering from systemic lupus erythematosus. It is a multi-system disorder, and in her case has affected her blood cells. She has been using certain rare medications."
"Who is her treating doctor?" Armaan asked.
"Dr. Mohan Raj, he is a rheumatologist," she said.
Armaan disconnected the call without further word. He immediately called up Raghav.
Armaan: She escaped. But I might have a lead to get her next location. Keep an eye on Dr. Mohan Raj, and any other rheumatologist you know in the city. She is suffering from a medical condition and will visit a rheumatologist. Also, I am sending you a picture of her prescription. These medications are not easily available so keep a look out on medical stores that sell them.
Raghav: Sure. Will get back you.
Armaan and Neil got back in their car.
"What is the status of the GPS tracker in the syringe box?" Armaan asked Neil.
Neil immediately checked it on his phone and said, "It is still showing in Meera's house. It hasn't moved at all since yesterday."
"Anywhere else it moved?" Armaan asked.
"No," Neil said, "From the clinic to Meera's house, that's all. And hasn't moved since."
As they were driving back to the rented house, they stopped at a red light. A beggar girl began to knock on the car's window. Armaan ignored her but she persisted. He turned to look at her, he found that she was holding a small gift box. What really got his attention was that she was wearing Pankhudi's bracelet. He immediately lowered his window glass.
"This is for you," the girl said smiling sweetly.
"Who gave it to you?" Armaan asked accepting the box.
"One nice aunty gave it to me, she told me to give it to you," the girl said.
"Did she also give you that bracelet?" Armaan asked.
"Yes," the girl said, "Please give men 10 rupees, I haven't eaten all day."
"I'll give you 100," Armaan said, "But I want that bracelet."
The girl happily took off the bracelet and gave it to Armaan. He handed over one 100 rupees note to her. The girl took it and ran away. The lights turned green and Armaan drove the car off the street into a secluded alley.
Neil was sitting next to him. He had a lot of questions.
"Why did you buy that bracelet?" he asked.
"This is Pankhudi's," Armaan said showing him the bracelet. It had her name woven onto it with a silk thread. "Her sister Palak gifted her this, she loved this bracelet and she was wearing it when she was taken," he said.
Armaan's mind was now clouded with worry as he held the box in his hand.
"It could be a bomb," Neil warned.
"There is a metal detector in the glove box," he said.
Neil quickly scanned the box. Once they confirmed there was nothing metallic in the box, Armaan opened it. The contents were more disturbing than a bomb. Armaan found a woman's fingernail in the box. His heart nearly stopped as he picked up the blood soaked fingernail with a trembling hand.
Neil was equally shocked. He squeezed Armaan's arm trying to pacify him, "It's ok calm down, it's not what you think..."
Armaan was tearful, and he could barely breathe. Just then his phone buzzed with an incoming message. It was a video. When he played that video, whatever was left of his spirit shattered into a thousand pieces. The video showed whom the fingernail belonged to. Pankhudi' scream hit Armaan's ears like poison darts. He bit the back of his wrist to supress a scream. Tears streamed from his eyes, and he could barely breathe as he choked in pain and grief. He closed his eyes and felt something die within him. There was a pounding pain in his chest.
Neil took his phone and stopped the video.
"We are going to find her brother, I promise we will." he trying to soothe him.
"She is pregnant with my child Neil!" Armaan said, almost fainting in grief.
"Your child?" Neil asked.
"Yes," Armaan said trying to gather himself, "It was the last entry in her diary, the night before she was abducted. She was already pregnant when she was taken. I found out 2 days ago."
"Does Meera know?" Neil asked in a worried tone.
"No! Goodness no!" Armaan gasped, "You can imagine what that psycho would do if she found out. When it comes to monstrosity, she is worse than four of us combined!"
Suddenly a car approached from front and flashed its headlights at them to get their attention. Then the car slowly moved towards them till they could see who was driving.
"Speak of the devil," Neil said.
Meera stopped her car right next to Armaan's and smiled at the two men.
"Looks like you didn't like my little gift," she said smiling at Armaan.
"What the fuck do you want?" he shouted, "Why are you doing this to her? She is so...innocent!"
"She is a darling," Meera chuckled, "That's why it is just a fingernail and not the whole finger. But if you, sweetheart, can't keep your hands off my associates, what choice do I have? I really don't like to hurt her, well not physically at least, but you keep forcing me to."
Neil and Armaan looked at each other as they realized that Meera found out about Mithila's kidnapping.
"So here is what is going to happen now," Meera spoke in a commanding voice, "Blue eyed boy is going to drive this fancy car back to the shit hole where you are keeping Mithila and her husband and drop them safely home. If that doesn't happen in the next 12 hours, you are going to receive more such gifts."
Armaan nodded at Neil approving him to release Mithila and Anshul.
"And Armaan..." she said boldly touching his cheek, "...is coming with me."
"What?" Neil muttered.
"C'mon Neil," she running her hands over Armaan, "Just look at him, poor thing, he needs love right now, and I'm gonna give it to him..."
Armaan just closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He knew he had no choice.
"Alright," Armaan said softly, "Please give me a moment, will you?"
Meera smiled to see Armaan in such a broken state. "Sure," she said running a finger on his nose and lips, "Gather yourself. But don't make me wait for too long."
She drove the car to one side.
"Armaan," Neil said passing him a small audio bug, "Use this opportunity and bug her house,"
Armaan took the device and nodded. He got out of his car and walked towards Meera's car. He got into the passenger seat. Meera smiled at the defeated look on his face. She drove off.
"Don't look so sad," she said running her hand along his thigh, "We are going to have a lot of fun!"
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As Meera was driving, Armaan had second thoughts about the audio bug. He knew Meera was now alert and will most probably search him the moment they enter the house.
He thought of a while, and decided to place the bug in her car itself. It was for the first time he had access to the inside of her car. He quietly slipped the bug under his seat.
Meera drove Armaan to her house, located right next to Neil's house.
Armaan quietly followed her into the house.
As Armaan had expected, she began to search him. She smiled as she frisked him, getting a good feel of his body. She tugged at his coat and he let her take it off. She checked his pockets, and apart from his wallet, she found a USB drive.
"What's on this?" she asked curiously.
Armaan didn't reply.
"Silence is an interesting answer," she smirked and connected the pen drive to her laptop, "If you were carrying this on your person all the time, there must be something really important in it." She viewed the contents. There was a large video file in it. She opened it and found Mithila's video, in which she appeared to be enjoying sex with three men.
"So, this is how you got her talking," Meera said smiling at Armaan.
Armaan quickly glanced at her laptop over her shoulder and noticed that it was connected to the internet and smiled.
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Neil reached back to the rented house. He sat on the couch in shock trying to process the evening's events.
Reyansh walked into the room and observed the nervous look on his face. "What happened Neil?" he asked, "Where is Armaan?"
"That whore took him," Neil answered, "She found out we are holding Mithila and her husband. We are going to have to release them."
"Shit!" Reyansh exclaimed.
Suddenly Neil got a notification that a malware had been installed on Meera's laptop. He rushed to his desk and started working right away.
Reyansh saw this sudden activity and was puzzled.
"What just happened?" Reyansh asked.
"She just fell into our trap," Neil said, "Armaan had a USB drive on him with Mithila's video. I had also put a self-installing malware along with it. We had hoped we get access to Meera's laptop somehow, and that just happened."
"That is good news, I guess," Reyansh said.
"Yes, it certainly is," but we can't let her get suspicious, "Take Mithila and her husband back home safely, or that psycho bitch Meera might hurt Pankhudi."
Reyansh agreed and left, while Neil continued with the hacking.
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Meera let the video play in the background and pushed Armaan onto a single seater sofa and sat down on his lap straddling his hips.
Armaan tried hard to hide his pain but his face still looked very sad. Meera cherished every moment of her victory over this powerful man. She ran her fingers lightly over his face and hair, feeling every inch of his skin, smiling at his subtle resistance to her touch. He was a handsome man, but his eyes looked very tired due to lack of sleep. Meera knew the reason why he couldn't sleep, and smiled with devilish contentment.
She brought her lips close to his, slowly rubbing her lips on his lips. Her touch burned him; he hated every bit of it. When she pressed her lips on his, he instinctively pushed her away gently and turned his head to one side. That only made Meera smile.
"Are you really going to resist like that?" she asked running a finger down his neck and rubbing his collar bones, "Coz that will make this so much more fun!"
Armaan didn't reply, he just looked back at her and closed his eyes.
Meera smiled at his submission. She held his face in her palms and brought her lips close to his and said, "I want you to kiss me, give me the best kiss you can."
Armaan felt crushed. He would perhaps be OK letting her touch or kiss him but she was making him do it actively.
He ran his hands through her hair and locked lips with her. Meera put forward her tongue to meet his as she felt a tingle in her pussy. She slowly began to unbutton his shirt and ran her hands over his bare chest as she forced him to kiss her. He pulled away after a minute with a bitter expression on his face.
She reached between his legs and grabbed his balls making him wince in pain, "Who said you could stop?" she spoke in a commanding tone looking straight into his eyes, "This will stop when I want it to stop, get it? Now get back to work."
Armaan put his lips back on hers and started kissing her again. She squeezed his balls one more time causing him much pain as he tried hard to please her with his kiss. Once she was convinced that she got her message across, she let go off his balls and started running her hands in his hair and on his chest. She pulled away from the kiss once she felt satisfied.
"You made me a whore..." she said gently touching his face, "I am going to do the same to your precious Pankhudi, and there is nothing you can do to stop me."
That just set Armaan off. He instantly grabbed her neck. He slapped her hard across the face. Meera only laughed like a lunatic in response.
"Pankhudi had nothing to do with any of this!" he growled at her as he pushed her off him and pinned her against a wall. He continued slapping her multiple times and shouted, "WHERE IS SHE? TELL ME!!"
Meera only laughed in response. Armaan slapped her hard enough to draw blood from her lips. Her cheeks were bruised, but her eyes gleamed with devilish pleasure. He grabbed her neck harder almost strangulating her. The only response that came from her was a hysterical laughter. Armaan suddenly realized the futility of his aggression. He let go of her.
"What happened Armaan?" she said still laughing at him, "Why did you stop? Go ahead! Kill me!"
Armaan just closed his eyes, trying to calm down his anger.
"Pankhudi is innocent, isn't she?" Meera said looking at him with a calm expression, "I was also innocent Armaan, I was only a child...and you didn't show me a shred of mercy. Why do you think I should care about Pankh?"
Armaan looked into her eyes. Although for a fleeting moment, he saw pain in her eyes. He remembered her innocent eyes when he had first seen her as a child. He felt a deep regret for his actions. "I am sorry Meera," he said, "I am really sorry, but please don't punish Pankhudi for what I did."
"Well, you know what? Your sorry doesn't fix my life," Meera said as she calmly sat down on the couch and lit a cigarette, "You really need to make up your mind, Armaan. You are free to walk out of that door if you hate me so much."
Then she giggled and continued, "You have no idea what this little action sequence of yours is going to cost sweet Pankhudi. But..." she said, "if you are willing to be my lap dog for a while, I might go easy on that sweetheart."
Armaan understood that his best bet here was to comply.
"I'll do as you say," Armaan spoke softly.
"Good," she said, "Take off all your clothes and kneel before me. And try not to murder me, yeah? It's not a polite thing."
Armaan began to obey her order. Meera opened a drawer and took off a collar and a leash. Armaan got naked and knelt before her. Meera sat down on the sofa and put the collar around his neck and pulled him by the leash. She observed the scars on his body and the impressive size of his cock.
"If this is so impressive when it is flaccid," she said touching his limp cock, "I am thinking it is going to be huge when it is hard. Now I need to find a way to do just that."
Armaan gave her no reaction at all.
"Take of my panties," she ordered him.
She was wearing a knee length black skirt and a tight-fitting crimson top, with a deep cut showing her cleavage.
Armaan did as he was told.
"Now put you head up my skirt and eat my whore cunt till I cum," she said smiling and looking straight into his eyes.
Armaan was not fond of cunnilingus. The only woman he gave a head to was Pankhudi. But knowing he had no choice here, he put his head up he skirt and started licking her pussy lips. Meera opened her legs wider. He could taste her wetness and he started licking her cunt.
"Do you know how many men...aaahh.." Meera moaned, "...have fucked the filthy whore cunt that you are licking..."
Her moans grew louder and louder as she felt his tongue caress her most intimate parts. He nibbled her clit gently. She threw her head back as she gave in to the pleasure and moaned like a bitch in heat.
"That's like a good dog who knows his place..." Meera said, "Now lick my ass."
Armaan felt utterly humiliated. No one ever had that kind of control over him. Meera sensed his hesitation and grabbed his hair and pushed his face against her ass, "Be good if you don't want her to get hurt."
Armaan started wiggling his tongue on her ass and in her ass crack as she forced him to. That was perhaps the proudest moment of Meera's life. She got the man who ruined her life to lick her asshole. The gratification was so intense, it made her orgasm blissfully.
"Wow! You are a great ass licker! We should do that more often," Meera said catching her breath, "Now come with me."
She dragged him to the kitchen by the leash.
"Undress me," she ordered.
Armaan gently lifted her top over her head and removed it. Then he unhooked her bra and slid the straps off her shoulders. He went down on his knees again and pulled her skirt down. She now stood completely naked. Armaan had seen her naked for the first time. She was beautiful and had a sexy body. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was dripping wet. He almost felt a hint of arousal raging through his body, but when he looked at her smiling face anger clouded his mind.
"Get up," she ordered him back on her feet, and moved closer to him rubbing her naked body against his. She smiled to watch him struggle to fight his arousal.
"This is not going to last forever, you know," she said showering his face and neck with kisses, "One day, you are going to find her, and this will all be over."
"Please Meera," Armaan begged, "I am willing to be your slave for the rest of my life, if that is what you want. Just let Pankhudi go."
Meera laughed and said, "Are you kidding me? If I let her go, you wouldn't do a thing I say."
"I give you my word," Armaan said, "Just let her go and I will do as you say for as long as you want."
"I know you keep you word, "usually" you do, Armaan," Meera said as she rubbed his cheek and looked straight into his eyes, "But don't you think it is too late for a deal like that? The damage I've done to her...well, the moment you find her, you are going to kill me. Correction, kill is a gentle word, you are going to torture me till I die." Meera laughed uncontrollably.
"So," she continued gently running her fingers over his cock, "Let's make hay while the sun shines. And sun won't shine forever, so I want to give you something that will remind you of these sweet memories for the rest of your life."
Armaan just started back at her blankly.
She opened a drawer and took out a branding iron. It had the letter "M" cast out beautifully. She turned on the burner and held the branding iron over the flame. Armaan understood what she was going to do, but he remained calm.
"Hold this steady over the flame," she ordered him and he obeyed.
As Armaan held the branding iron over the fire and watched it grow red hot, Meera continued running her fingers, gently all over his body, trying to arouse him. She ran a hand between his legs stroking his inner thighs and balls. He closed his eyes trying to divert his focus away from the physical sensations she was forcing on him, to avert arousal.
"You are a fighter," she said smiling at him and running her fingers over the scars on his body, "and you have a story."
She glanced at the branding iron and noticed it had become red hot and glowed. She took it from his hand, and made him sit down on a chair.
"Do you want me to restrain you or will you be okay?" she asked.
"I'll be okay," he replied firmly looking back at her.
She placed a folded leather belt between his teeth and said, "Bite on this, this might hurt a little bit."
Armaan sat calmly on the chair as Meera held the red-hot branding iron in her hand and walked towards him.
She took off his collar and touched the right side of his neck and selected a spot for her brand, 2 inches below his right ear. "Keep your head straight and don't move," she ordered as she grabbed his hair to stabilize his head and pressed the red-hot branding iron against his skin. Armaan groaned in pain, although it was muffled with the makeshift gag. His eyes were red and beads of sweat formed on his forehead. She withdrew the sinister instrument and noticed the fresh M shaped burn she had created on his neck. She had deliberately chosen this spot as at least half of the brand will always be visible over a shirt or a coat collar. She smiled at the thought that it will leave a permanent mark of her initial on his body.
She then poured him some scotch and offered him the glass. "Easy, easy now," she said wiping the sweat from his forehead, "Here, drink this, it will ease the pain."
Armaan took the glass in his hand. His hand trembled due to pain. Meera dropped a pill into the glass and it dissolved in a matter of seconds. Armaan looked straight into her eyes and took a sip. After a few sips, he began to feel numb. Meera brought a first aid kit and began dressing his wound. The drug began to act on Armaan and he began to feel drowsy.
Meera finished dressing his wound and put his collar back on. She tugged on the leash and ordered "Get on all fours and follow me."
Armaan had become highly suggestible under the influence of the drug. He got on all fours and began to crawl after her. Meera smiled at her accomplishment. She had just branded the most powerful man she had met, made him lick her ass and now he was crawling like a pet dog after her.
She led him to her bedroom and made him lie down on her bed. She restrained his hands and feet with metallic cuffs. Armaan was disoriented, but his body still wouldn't respond to her touches. Meera knew what she had to do.
"Your eyes and ears recognize me, and you will always fight me," she said as she tied a blindfold on his eyes blocking his vision completely, "But your body recognizes only sex and will respond to a woman's touch," she finished her sentence and put earplugs in his ears. Armaan was plunged into darkness, he couldn't see or hear anything and the drug was messing up his mind.
She started sensually running her hands all over his body. She smiled as she watched him surrender to the sensations. He started breathing heavily. She gently touched his cock and started teasing his balls gently. She smiled as she observed his cock stiffen. With his vision and hearing blocked, his skin was hypersensitive and he was no longer able to fight his arousal. His cock was standing erect. Meera kissed it briefly and went back to his lips, kissing him softly.
"Pankh," he gasped, "I love you, Pankh...I miss you.."
His breathing got heavier and Meera rubbed her wet pussy over his cock. With whatever was left of his conscious mind, he struggled against his restraints. Meera smiled at his hopeless struggle as she slid her wet pussy over his cock, slowly inch by inch consuming it. A moan escaped his lips.
Meera began to ride his cock slowly, sliding it in an out of her wet pussy, enjoying its impressive thickness. He moaned louder as her pussy squeezed his cock. As much as he didn't want to fuck her, she made him do it and she made him like it. He struggled against his restraints for some time, but he lost the battle against his body's desires and he began to thrust his hips to meet hers.
Meera smiled victoriously to watch him surrender. She increased her pace of fucking, using him for her pleasure. She enjoyed hearing his moans get louder and felt an orgasm build as she rode his cock relentlessly. They both came simultaneously. She felt him discharge his hot seed inside her, she moaned in pleasure like an animal.
She took off his blind fold and ear plugs and looked at him. He had a satisfied look on his face due to the forced orgasm. She smiled as she has made his body respond to her will. She owned his mind as well as his body.
She released his restraints, got on top of him and kissed him.
"May I leave now?" he asked as his head was still spinning.
"Of course not!" she said as she cuddled in his arms, "I'm not done with you yet."
Armaan held his head between his palms, trying to get a hold of reality.
"You know Armaan," she said running her hands over him, and showering him with kisses, "I think, among the four of you, I mean the now three of you, you are not only the sexiest, but also the most romantic..."
"I want to sleep in your arms," she said kissing his forehead, "Hold me, cuddle me. Pretend I am Pankhudi."
Armaan was suddenly very angry. "You are not Pankhudi," he said bitterly, "You will never be Pankhudi!"
"Awww!" Meera giggled and spoke teasingly, "You just broke my heart! I'm only asking you to pretend. Is that so hard?"
Armaan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He held her in his arms, knowing he had no other choice and kissed and cuddled her comforting her.
"You really love her, don't you?" she asked gently touching his face, "A powerful man like you letting me do what I did to you, I sense a deep love here."
Armaan didn't respond to her remark.
"Why didn't you marry her?" she asked, "If you love her so much..."
"Why do you care?" he said.
"Well, I'm just curious," she said in a gentle tone, "And when I ask you something, I expect you to answer and not counter question me, coz that really annoys me."
"I was afraid..." he said.
"Afraid of what?" she asked.
"Afraid of losing her..." he said feeling a sharp pain in his heart, "Do we really have to talk about this Meera?"
"Of course, we do! I know it hurts you and that's exactly what I want. So, tell me, how exactly did you think you'd lose her?" she questioned him deliberately causing him emotional distress.
"She is too good for me," he said, "I am a bad guy, I've hurt people...I didn't want her to get hurt ever because of me..."
"By getting hurt you mean like what I did to her?" she asked cruelly.
"Please Meera," he begged, "Please don't do this to her...She is such a sweetheart, I put her through so much and still she could find it in her heart to love a monster like me...she is the purest soul in the world! Please don't hurt her Meera...I'll let you do anything to me, anything you want, but please don't hurt her...she is my little flower who only knows how to love..."
He couldn't hold back his tears. Meera comforted him. She smiled wickedly to watch him break down emotionally in her arms.
"Shhh...It's alright," she said comforting him.
Armaan was drained, physically, mentally and emotionally. Being questioned about Pankhudi was so painful for him, he felt so helpless like he had never felt before. The emotional trauma was so much that he fainted in her arms.
When he woke up, he found that Meera was asleep next to him. Although he was still disoriented due to the drug, he knew this was his only chance to gain an edge over her. He looked at the clock it was 4 am. He touched her gently, she didn't respond. He was now sure that she was in a deep sleep. He found her phone lying on the table next to the bed. He tried to access if. It was locked with a password, but he also found a fingerprint scanner. He gently touched the scanner to the sleeping woman's index finger and the phone was unlocked.
He sent a text to Neil's number "bert bin hutch" Neil received the text and understood Armaan's code as an anagram for "burn the bitch". Neil instantly replied with a link to a malware. Armaan clicked on the link and installed a malware on her phone. He knew Neil would take care of the rest.
He kept the phone back exactly the way it was. He wanted to look around the room for anything that could help him find Pankhudi, but just then he watched Meera stir. He couldn't risk alerting her and his head was still spinning due to the drug so he went back to sleep next to her. When he woke up again, she wasn't there next to him. He walked quietly out of the room and glanced in the kitchen and found her making breakfast.
He realized she was going to be busy a while so he could use to opportunity to search Meera's bedroom for anything useful. He quickly looked around her room. Nothing interesting was coming into view. He opened her closet and looked through her clothes and other things. There were a couple of traditional Indian sarees in the closet that didn't go with the sexy western dresses that she usually wore. One of the sarees in the closet looked familiar to him, but he really wasn't interested in her clothes. In one of the drawers, he found her second cell phone, the one she had been using to make all communications regarding Pankhudi. He tried to access it but it was password protected.
He heard footsteps and he knew Meera was approaching. He quickly closed the closet and got back onto the bed.
"Oh, you are awake!" she said smiling at him, "I was hoping to kiss and wake you up."
She placed the breakfast tray in front of him. "I hope you didn't do anything naughty, because the walls have eyes in this room," she said.
Armaan just shook his head.
"Eat something," she said.
"No thanks," he replied, "I am not hungry."
"Doesn't matter," she said smiling and looking into his eyes, "When I tell you to do something, you do it, without question."
Armaan quietly ate the food she offered. She smiled at how he was forced to obey everything she said.
"Good, now get out of my house. I'll call you when I feel like having your tongue on my asshole again," she said giggling. She touched his healing brand and said, "Congratulations! You are my personal bitch now."
Armaan eagerly got out of her house. He called a cab and reached the rented house. Neil and Reyansh were waiting for him.
"Did it work?" he anxiously asked Neil.
"Pretty much," Neil said, "We've got something solid here. Not only did I manage to recover our videos, I also got that thing she has on Alisha. There is evidence here that can incriminate her for multiple murders."
"That's good to hear," Armaan said as he rested his back, "I've bugged her car, let's hope that's fruitful."
"That's great," Neil said, "I've also found something interesting. Meera had blackmail material against some really influential men. I guess that is where all the money and power came from."
"Well, she has certainly lost her leverage now," Armaan said as he calmly lit a cigarette, "That is what happens when you get overconfident."
Neil nodded. "There's something else...a bunch of videos of Pankhudi..." he said in a sad tone, "I don't know if you wanna watch..."
"I will," Armaan said gritting his teeth, "I will watch each and every one of them. I want to know everything about what she is doing to her!" Then he got a hold of himself and asked Neil, "Is there anything in the videos, any clue as to where she is?"
"Come on brother!" Neil said, "I haven't watched any of those videos, neither has Reyansh. We respect you Armaan, I just found a folder with her name on it and some videos in that, that's all I know."
"I really appreciate that, thanks guys," Armaan said.
Reyansh sat down next to him and tried to comfort him. "Could she have more copies?" he asked Neil.
"I've managed to hack and erase her phone and cloud account too" Neil said "I cleaned up the whole system she doesn't have anything on that laptop, phone or cloud now. But it is possible that she could have a backup hard drive somewhere."
"Yeah I was looking for a hard drive," Armaan said, "But there wasn't much time. I found her second cell phone, but I couldn't access it. And then she asked me to get out. She said she'll call me again; I hope I can search her house more thoroughly then."
"What is that Armaan?" Reyansh asked observing the wound on Armaan's neck.
Armaan took of his coat so that Neil and Reyansh could see the letter M burned into his skin.
"That filthy cunt branded you!" Reyansh shouted, "How dare she!?"
"I don't really care what she does to me," Armaan said calmly taking a puff and leaning back on the couch, "I just wanna find Pankh."
"We will brother," Neil said patting his shoulder to comfort him, "Are you OK?"
Armaan nodded wordlessly.
The silence was interrupted by a phone call.
Raghav: I've got a lead on Alisha. She has an appointment with her doctor at Healthline Hospital at 2 pm today.
Armaan: About time. Thank you.
Armaan quickly made another phone call and said, "2 pm, Healthline hospital. Remember I want her alive and unhurt."
He thought of a while, and decided to place the bug in her car itself. It was for the first time he had access to the inside of her car. He quietly slipped the bug under his seat.
Meera drove Armaan to her house, located right next to Neil's house.
Armaan quietly followed her into the house.
As Armaan had expected, she began to search him. She smiled as she frisked him, getting a good feel of his body. She tugged at his coat and he let her take it off. She checked his pockets, and apart from his wallet, she found a USB drive.
"What's on this?" she asked curiously.
Armaan didn't reply.
"Silence is an interesting answer," she smirked and connected the pen drive to her laptop, "If you were carrying this on your person all the time, there must be something really important in it." She viewed the contents. There was a large video file in it. She opened it and found Mithila's video, in which she appeared to be enjoying sex with three men.
"So, this is how you got her talking," Meera said smiling at Armaan.
Armaan quickly glanced at her laptop over her shoulder and noticed that it was connected to the internet and smiled.
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Neil reached back to the rented house. He sat on the couch in shock trying to process the evening's events.
Reyansh walked into the room and observed the nervous look on his face. "What happened Neil?" he asked, "Where is Armaan?"
"That whore took him," Neil answered, "She found out we are holding Mithila and her husband. We are going to have to release them."
"Shit!" Reyansh exclaimed.
Suddenly Neil got a notification that a malware had been installed on Meera's laptop. He rushed to his desk and started working right away.
Reyansh saw this sudden activity and was puzzled.
"What just happened?" Reyansh asked.
"She just fell into our trap," Neil said, "Armaan had a USB drive on him with Mithila's video. I had also put a self-installing malware along with it. We had hoped we get access to Meera's laptop somehow, and that just happened."
"That is good news, I guess," Reyansh said.
"Yes, it certainly is," but we can't let her get suspicious, "Take Mithila and her husband back home safely, or that psycho bitch Meera might hurt Pankhudi."
Reyansh agreed and left, while Neil continued with the hacking.
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Meera let the video play in the background and pushed Armaan onto a single seater sofa and sat down on his lap straddling his hips.
Armaan tried hard to hide his pain but his face still looked very sad. Meera cherished every moment of her victory over this powerful man. She ran her fingers lightly over his face and hair, feeling every inch of his skin, smiling at his subtle resistance to her touch. He was a handsome man, but his eyes looked very tired due to lack of sleep. Meera knew the reason why he couldn't sleep, and smiled with devilish contentment.
She brought her lips close to his, slowly rubbing her lips on his lips. Her touch burned him; he hated every bit of it. When she pressed her lips on his, he instinctively pushed her away gently and turned his head to one side. That only made Meera smile.
"Are you really going to resist like that?" she asked running a finger down his neck and rubbing his collar bones, "Coz that will make this so much more fun!"
Armaan didn't reply, he just looked back at her and closed his eyes.
Meera smiled at his submission. She held his face in her palms and brought her lips close to his and said, "I want you to kiss me, give me the best kiss you can."
Armaan felt crushed. He would perhaps be OK letting her touch or kiss him but she was making him do it actively.
He ran his hands through her hair and locked lips with her. Meera put forward her tongue to meet his as she felt a tingle in her pussy. She slowly began to unbutton his shirt and ran her hands over his bare chest as she forced him to kiss her. He pulled away after a minute with a bitter expression on his face.
She reached between his legs and grabbed his balls making him wince in pain, "Who said you could stop?" she spoke in a commanding tone looking straight into his eyes, "This will stop when I want it to stop, get it? Now get back to work."
Armaan put his lips back on hers and started kissing her again. She squeezed his balls one more time causing him much pain as he tried hard to please her with his kiss. Once she was convinced that she got her message across, she let go off his balls and started running her hands in his hair and on his chest. She pulled away from the kiss once she felt satisfied.
"You made me a whore..." she said gently touching his face, "I am going to do the same to your precious Pankhudi, and there is nothing you can do to stop me."
That just set Armaan off. He instantly grabbed her neck. He slapped her hard across the face. Meera only laughed like a lunatic in response.
"Pankhudi had nothing to do with any of this!" he growled at her as he pushed her off him and pinned her against a wall. He continued slapping her multiple times and shouted, "WHERE IS SHE? TELL ME!!"
Meera only laughed in response. Armaan slapped her hard enough to draw blood from her lips. Her cheeks were bruised, but her eyes gleamed with devilish pleasure. He grabbed her neck harder almost strangulating her. The only response that came from her was a hysterical laughter. Armaan suddenly realized the futility of his aggression. He let go of her.
"What happened Armaan?" she said still laughing at him, "Why did you stop? Go ahead! Kill me!"
Armaan just closed his eyes, trying to calm down his anger.
"Pankhudi is innocent, isn't she?" Meera said looking at him with a calm expression, "I was also innocent Armaan, I was only a child...and you didn't show me a shred of mercy. Why do you think I should care about Pankh?"
Armaan looked into her eyes. Although for a fleeting moment, he saw pain in her eyes. He remembered her innocent eyes when he had first seen her as a child. He felt a deep regret for his actions. "I am sorry Meera," he said, "I am really sorry, but please don't punish Pankhudi for what I did."
"Well, you know what? Your sorry doesn't fix my life," Meera said as she calmly sat down on the couch and lit a cigarette, "You really need to make up your mind, Armaan. You are free to walk out of that door if you hate me so much."
Then she giggled and continued, "You have no idea what this little action sequence of yours is going to cost sweet Pankhudi. But..." she said, "if you are willing to be my lap dog for a while, I might go easy on that sweetheart."
Armaan understood that his best bet here was to comply.
"I'll do as you say," Armaan spoke softly.
"Good," she said, "Take off all your clothes and kneel before me. And try not to murder me, yeah? It's not a polite thing."
Armaan began to obey her order. Meera opened a drawer and took off a collar and a leash. Armaan got naked and knelt before her. Meera sat down on the sofa and put the collar around his neck and pulled him by the leash. She observed the scars on his body and the impressive size of his cock.
"If this is so impressive when it is flaccid," she said touching his limp cock, "I am thinking it is going to be huge when it is hard. Now I need to find a way to do just that."
Armaan gave her no reaction at all.
"Take of my panties," she ordered him.
She was wearing a knee length black skirt and a tight-fitting crimson top, with a deep cut showing her cleavage.
Armaan did as he was told.
"Now put you head up my skirt and eat my whore cunt till I cum," she said smiling and looking straight into his eyes.
Armaan was not fond of cunnilingus. The only woman he gave a head to was Pankhudi. But knowing he had no choice here, he put his head up he skirt and started licking her pussy lips. Meera opened her legs wider. He could taste her wetness and he started licking her cunt.
"Do you know how many men...aaahh.." Meera moaned, "...have fucked the filthy whore cunt that you are licking..."
Her moans grew louder and louder as she felt his tongue caress her most intimate parts. He nibbled her clit gently. She threw her head back as she gave in to the pleasure and moaned like a bitch in heat.
"That's like a good dog who knows his place..." Meera said, "Now lick my ass."
Armaan felt utterly humiliated. No one ever had that kind of control over him. Meera sensed his hesitation and grabbed his hair and pushed his face against her ass, "Be good if you don't want her to get hurt."
Armaan started wiggling his tongue on her ass and in her ass crack as she forced him to. That was perhaps the proudest moment of Meera's life. She got the man who ruined her life to lick her asshole. The gratification was so intense, it made her orgasm blissfully.
"Wow! You are a great ass licker! We should do that more often," Meera said catching her breath, "Now come with me."
She dragged him to the kitchen by the leash.
"Undress me," she ordered.
Armaan gently lifted her top over her head and removed it. Then he unhooked her bra and slid the straps off her shoulders. He went down on his knees again and pulled her skirt down. She now stood completely naked. Armaan had seen her naked for the first time. She was beautiful and had a sexy body. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was dripping wet. He almost felt a hint of arousal raging through his body, but when he looked at her smiling face anger clouded his mind.
"Get up," she ordered him back on her feet, and moved closer to him rubbing her naked body against his. She smiled to watch him struggle to fight his arousal.
"This is not going to last forever, you know," she said showering his face and neck with kisses, "One day, you are going to find her, and this will all be over."
"Please Meera," Armaan begged, "I am willing to be your slave for the rest of my life, if that is what you want. Just let Pankhudi go."
Meera laughed and said, "Are you kidding me? If I let her go, you wouldn't do a thing I say."
"I give you my word," Armaan said, "Just let her go and I will do as you say for as long as you want."
"I know you keep you word, "usually" you do, Armaan," Meera said as she rubbed his cheek and looked straight into his eyes, "But don't you think it is too late for a deal like that? The damage I've done to her...well, the moment you find her, you are going to kill me. Correction, kill is a gentle word, you are going to torture me till I die." Meera laughed uncontrollably.
"So," she continued gently running her fingers over his cock, "Let's make hay while the sun shines. And sun won't shine forever, so I want to give you something that will remind you of these sweet memories for the rest of your life."
Armaan just started back at her blankly.
She opened a drawer and took out a branding iron. It had the letter "M" cast out beautifully. She turned on the burner and held the branding iron over the flame. Armaan understood what she was going to do, but he remained calm.
"Hold this steady over the flame," she ordered him and he obeyed.
As Armaan held the branding iron over the fire and watched it grow red hot, Meera continued running her fingers, gently all over his body, trying to arouse him. She ran a hand between his legs stroking his inner thighs and balls. He closed his eyes trying to divert his focus away from the physical sensations she was forcing on him, to avert arousal.
"You are a fighter," she said smiling at him and running her fingers over the scars on his body, "and you have a story."
She glanced at the branding iron and noticed it had become red hot and glowed. She took it from his hand, and made him sit down on a chair.
"Do you want me to restrain you or will you be okay?" she asked.
"I'll be okay," he replied firmly looking back at her.
She placed a folded leather belt between his teeth and said, "Bite on this, this might hurt a little bit."
Armaan sat calmly on the chair as Meera held the red-hot branding iron in her hand and walked towards him.
She took off his collar and touched the right side of his neck and selected a spot for her brand, 2 inches below his right ear. "Keep your head straight and don't move," she ordered as she grabbed his hair to stabilize his head and pressed the red-hot branding iron against his skin. Armaan groaned in pain, although it was muffled with the makeshift gag. His eyes were red and beads of sweat formed on his forehead. She withdrew the sinister instrument and noticed the fresh M shaped burn she had created on his neck. She had deliberately chosen this spot as at least half of the brand will always be visible over a shirt or a coat collar. She smiled at the thought that it will leave a permanent mark of her initial on his body.
She then poured him some scotch and offered him the glass. "Easy, easy now," she said wiping the sweat from his forehead, "Here, drink this, it will ease the pain."
Armaan took the glass in his hand. His hand trembled due to pain. Meera dropped a pill into the glass and it dissolved in a matter of seconds. Armaan looked straight into her eyes and took a sip. After a few sips, he began to feel numb. Meera brought a first aid kit and began dressing his wound. The drug began to act on Armaan and he began to feel drowsy.
Meera finished dressing his wound and put his collar back on. She tugged on the leash and ordered "Get on all fours and follow me."
Armaan had become highly suggestible under the influence of the drug. He got on all fours and began to crawl after her. Meera smiled at her accomplishment. She had just branded the most powerful man she had met, made him lick her ass and now he was crawling like a pet dog after her.
She led him to her bedroom and made him lie down on her bed. She restrained his hands and feet with metallic cuffs. Armaan was disoriented, but his body still wouldn't respond to her touches. Meera knew what she had to do.
"Your eyes and ears recognize me, and you will always fight me," she said as she tied a blindfold on his eyes blocking his vision completely, "But your body recognizes only sex and will respond to a woman's touch," she finished her sentence and put earplugs in his ears. Armaan was plunged into darkness, he couldn't see or hear anything and the drug was messing up his mind.
She started sensually running her hands all over his body. She smiled as she watched him surrender to the sensations. He started breathing heavily. She gently touched his cock and started teasing his balls gently. She smiled as she observed his cock stiffen. With his vision and hearing blocked, his skin was hypersensitive and he was no longer able to fight his arousal. His cock was standing erect. Meera kissed it briefly and went back to his lips, kissing him softly.
"Pankh," he gasped, "I love you, Pankh...I miss you.."
His breathing got heavier and Meera rubbed her wet pussy over his cock. With whatever was left of his conscious mind, he struggled against his restraints. Meera smiled at his hopeless struggle as she slid her wet pussy over his cock, slowly inch by inch consuming it. A moan escaped his lips.
Meera began to ride his cock slowly, sliding it in an out of her wet pussy, enjoying its impressive thickness. He moaned louder as her pussy squeezed his cock. As much as he didn't want to fuck her, she made him do it and she made him like it. He struggled against his restraints for some time, but he lost the battle against his body's desires and he began to thrust his hips to meet hers.
Meera smiled victoriously to watch him surrender. She increased her pace of fucking, using him for her pleasure. She enjoyed hearing his moans get louder and felt an orgasm build as she rode his cock relentlessly. They both came simultaneously. She felt him discharge his hot seed inside her, she moaned in pleasure like an animal.
She took off his blind fold and ear plugs and looked at him. He had a satisfied look on his face due to the forced orgasm. She smiled as she has made his body respond to her will. She owned his mind as well as his body.
She released his restraints, got on top of him and kissed him.
"May I leave now?" he asked as his head was still spinning.
"Of course not!" she said as she cuddled in his arms, "I'm not done with you yet."
Armaan held his head between his palms, trying to get a hold of reality.
"You know Armaan," she said running her hands over him, and showering him with kisses, "I think, among the four of you, I mean the now three of you, you are not only the sexiest, but also the most romantic..."
"I want to sleep in your arms," she said kissing his forehead, "Hold me, cuddle me. Pretend I am Pankhudi."
Armaan was suddenly very angry. "You are not Pankhudi," he said bitterly, "You will never be Pankhudi!"
"Awww!" Meera giggled and spoke teasingly, "You just broke my heart! I'm only asking you to pretend. Is that so hard?"
Armaan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He held her in his arms, knowing he had no other choice and kissed and cuddled her comforting her.
"You really love her, don't you?" she asked gently touching his face, "A powerful man like you letting me do what I did to you, I sense a deep love here."
Armaan didn't respond to her remark.
"Why didn't you marry her?" she asked, "If you love her so much..."
"Why do you care?" he said.
"Well, I'm just curious," she said in a gentle tone, "And when I ask you something, I expect you to answer and not counter question me, coz that really annoys me."
"I was afraid..." he said.
"Afraid of what?" she asked.
"Afraid of losing her..." he said feeling a sharp pain in his heart, "Do we really have to talk about this Meera?"
"Of course, we do! I know it hurts you and that's exactly what I want. So, tell me, how exactly did you think you'd lose her?" she questioned him deliberately causing him emotional distress.
"She is too good for me," he said, "I am a bad guy, I've hurt people...I didn't want her to get hurt ever because of me..."
"By getting hurt you mean like what I did to her?" she asked cruelly.
"Please Meera," he begged, "Please don't do this to her...She is such a sweetheart, I put her through so much and still she could find it in her heart to love a monster like me...she is the purest soul in the world! Please don't hurt her Meera...I'll let you do anything to me, anything you want, but please don't hurt her...she is my little flower who only knows how to love..."
He couldn't hold back his tears. Meera comforted him. She smiled wickedly to watch him break down emotionally in her arms.
"Shhh...It's alright," she said comforting him.
Armaan was drained, physically, mentally and emotionally. Being questioned about Pankhudi was so painful for him, he felt so helpless like he had never felt before. The emotional trauma was so much that he fainted in her arms.
When he woke up, he found that Meera was asleep next to him. Although he was still disoriented due to the drug, he knew this was his only chance to gain an edge over her. He looked at the clock it was 4 am. He touched her gently, she didn't respond. He was now sure that she was in a deep sleep. He found her phone lying on the table next to the bed. He tried to access if. It was locked with a password, but he also found a fingerprint scanner. He gently touched the scanner to the sleeping woman's index finger and the phone was unlocked.
He sent a text to Neil's number "bert bin hutch" Neil received the text and understood Armaan's code as an anagram for "burn the bitch". Neil instantly replied with a link to a malware. Armaan clicked on the link and installed a malware on her phone. He knew Neil would take care of the rest.
He kept the phone back exactly the way it was. He wanted to look around the room for anything that could help him find Pankhudi, but just then he watched Meera stir. He couldn't risk alerting her and his head was still spinning due to the drug so he went back to sleep next to her. When he woke up again, she wasn't there next to him. He walked quietly out of the room and glanced in the kitchen and found her making breakfast.
He realized she was going to be busy a while so he could use to opportunity to search Meera's bedroom for anything useful. He quickly looked around her room. Nothing interesting was coming into view. He opened her closet and looked through her clothes and other things. There were a couple of traditional Indian sarees in the closet that didn't go with the sexy western dresses that she usually wore. One of the sarees in the closet looked familiar to him, but he really wasn't interested in her clothes. In one of the drawers, he found her second cell phone, the one she had been using to make all communications regarding Pankhudi. He tried to access it but it was password protected.
He heard footsteps and he knew Meera was approaching. He quickly closed the closet and got back onto the bed.
"Oh, you are awake!" she said smiling at him, "I was hoping to kiss and wake you up."
She placed the breakfast tray in front of him. "I hope you didn't do anything naughty, because the walls have eyes in this room," she said.
Armaan just shook his head.
"Eat something," she said.
"No thanks," he replied, "I am not hungry."
"Doesn't matter," she said smiling and looking into his eyes, "When I tell you to do something, you do it, without question."
Armaan quietly ate the food she offered. She smiled at how he was forced to obey everything she said.
"Good, now get out of my house. I'll call you when I feel like having your tongue on my asshole again," she said giggling. She touched his healing brand and said, "Congratulations! You are my personal bitch now."
Armaan eagerly got out of her house. He called a cab and reached the rented house. Neil and Reyansh were waiting for him.
"Did it work?" he anxiously asked Neil.
"Pretty much," Neil said, "We've got something solid here. Not only did I manage to recover our videos, I also got that thing she has on Alisha. There is evidence here that can incriminate her for multiple murders."
"That's good to hear," Armaan said as he rested his back, "I've bugged her car, let's hope that's fruitful."
"That's great," Neil said, "I've also found something interesting. Meera had blackmail material against some really influential men. I guess that is where all the money and power came from."
"Well, she has certainly lost her leverage now," Armaan said as he calmly lit a cigarette, "That is what happens when you get overconfident."
Neil nodded. "There's something else...a bunch of videos of Pankhudi..." he said in a sad tone, "I don't know if you wanna watch..."
"I will," Armaan said gritting his teeth, "I will watch each and every one of them. I want to know everything about what she is doing to her!" Then he got a hold of himself and asked Neil, "Is there anything in the videos, any clue as to where she is?"
"Come on brother!" Neil said, "I haven't watched any of those videos, neither has Reyansh. We respect you Armaan, I just found a folder with her name on it and some videos in that, that's all I know."
"I really appreciate that, thanks guys," Armaan said.
Reyansh sat down next to him and tried to comfort him. "Could she have more copies?" he asked Neil.
"I've managed to hack and erase her phone and cloud account too" Neil said "I cleaned up the whole system she doesn't have anything on that laptop, phone or cloud now. But it is possible that she could have a backup hard drive somewhere."
"Yeah I was looking for a hard drive," Armaan said, "But there wasn't much time. I found her second cell phone, but I couldn't access it. And then she asked me to get out. She said she'll call me again; I hope I can search her house more thoroughly then."
"What is that Armaan?" Reyansh asked observing the wound on Armaan's neck.
Armaan took of his coat so that Neil and Reyansh could see the letter M burned into his skin.
"That filthy cunt branded you!" Reyansh shouted, "How dare she!?"
"I don't really care what she does to me," Armaan said calmly taking a puff and leaning back on the couch, "I just wanna find Pankh."
"We will brother," Neil said patting his shoulder to comfort him, "Are you OK?"
Armaan nodded wordlessly.
The silence was interrupted by a phone call.
Raghav: I've got a lead on Alisha. She has an appointment with her doctor at Healthline Hospital at 2 pm today.
Armaan: About time. Thank you.
Armaan quickly made another phone call and said, "2 pm, Healthline hospital. Remember I want her alive and unhurt."
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Meera was still high on the rush she got by dominating Armaan. She was curious as to what Armaan did in her bedroom when she was making breakfast.
She played the footage from the hidden camera in the bedroom. She observed that he was trying to search something but hadn't taken anything from her room.
A thought occurred to her and she checked her laptop. She was shocked to find all her precious data erased. She realized that her system had been hacked. She frantically checked her cloud account and her phone but was shocked to find everything erased from her phone and cloud too. She realized that the USB drive Armaan carried perhaps had a malware on it that enabled Neil to hack her system.
She checked the camera footage from last night as she saw Armaan wake up at 4 am and access her phone.
"That bastard!" she muttered to herself. She was overconfident last night and it costed her dearly.
She thought for a moment about the repercussions of her carelessness.
She made a phone call and said, "I have a job for you. Find someone useful at Healthline hospital."
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Alisha reached the hospital at the scheduled time.
She was called in for consultation with her doctor. Her condition was worsening, her doctor prescribed stronger medications. After the consultation she bought medicines from the hospital pharmacy.
As she walked out of the hospital, she didn't realize that she was being followed. As she turned into a deserted alley, a van stopped near her and some men dragged her in. They injected something in her arm and she fainted.
When she opened her eyes, she found herself tied to a chair. When her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she observed the three men standing in front of her. She began to tremble in fear as she recognized them. She screamed and struggled as tears streamed down her eyes.
"Calm down," Neil said, "We just want to talk. If you co-operate, we won't hurt you."
"I am sorry," Alisha begged, "I only did what she asked. I didn't want to but I had no choice."
"I know," Neil said, "Now I have what Meera had against you, so it would be good for you if you do as I say."
"What?" Alisha asked sounding surprised.
"Would you rather hang for multiple murders or just confess that Meera made you hold my daughters hostage and serve a smaller term?"
"I can't..." Alisha said.
"Too bad," Neil said, "Then you are of no use to me, and Reyansh has a lot of plans for you."
"Sure, I do," Reyansh said, "Trust me, you don't wanna find out."
"No, no...please..it is Meera.." she spoke trembling in fear, "She has total control over me. The police are after me, I wanted to leave town but she wouldn't let me. She has me update my location to her all the time. She threatens to hurt me if I don't do as she says."
"If you agree to help Neil," Armaan said, "I assure you, you will be protected."
"She is too dangerous," Alisha said, "Helping Neil would mean crossing her, she would get me killed if I do."
"Honey," Reyansh said touching her cheek, "We are perfectly capable of killing you as well, and do things far worse, so you might wanna reconsider that."
Alisha realized that she was in immediate threat, and complying with them was the only sensible choice.
"Alright," she said, "I'll help you...but please don't hurt me." She felt her voice was choking.
"Good," Neil said, "You are coming with me right now to the police station and recording your statement."
Neil untied her ropes. Alisha got up and suddenly felt dizzy. She fell down on her knees. There was a severe pain in her chest.
"Hey...what happened?" Neil asked.
"I don't know...I...can..t..breathe..." she said grabbing her neck.
She fell down on the floor, clutching her chest and screaming in pain. She struggled to breathe. Her eyes were red and her whole body was writhing in pain.
"Looks like she has been poisoned," Armaan said rushing towards the breathless girl, "Did you eat or drink anything outside?"
"Just...medicines..." she said groaning as the pain in her chest became more and more severe, "Please...help...me..."
"Start the car," Armaan said to Neil as he picked her up and rushed outside.
Neil rushed outside and started the car and Armaan placed her on the backseat. But he realized Alisha was not moving or breathing. He felt her pulse, he couldn't find any.
He signaled Neil that the girl was dead. Neil felt crushed that he lost his last chance to freedom.
"No! No! No! This can't be happening..." Neil said tearfully, "She was my only hope..."
"This is...I don't know..." Armaan said trying to process the shock, "This was just so...sudden."
"Meera beat us to it!" Neil said, "I don't understand how.."
"Meera knew Alisha and her habits far better than we did Neil," Armaan said, "And she also had her location always."
"I'm stuck forever now," Neil said burying his face in his palms.
"You know if there was one thing, just one thing that would make Meera talk..." Armaan said, "But there isn't, there is absolutely nothing we can use against her that is what making her so fucking powerful. She has no family, no one she cares about that we can threaten to hurt, she is already a famous whore so she has no honour or a reputation to lose, she hardly feels pain so we can't torture anything out of her, she doesn't even care for her life, and that sick sadistic psycho has Pankh!"
Armaan kicked a stone in anger.
"But, you know what..." Neil said, "The fact that she acted so rashly in Alisha's case...I think she is agitated and is not thinking straight, I think she will soon make a mistake..."
There was silence for some time. The Armaan made a phone call and said, "I have a job for you. Reach asap."
After some time, some men reached there in a van.
"There is a body in the car, take her to where she lives and put her there, don't let anyone see you." Armaan said.
The men picked up the girl and her belongings and left.
Armaan and Neil joined Reyansh. They were all feeling broken and hopeless. They just sat silently with blank thoughts.
Armaan picked up Neil's laptop and went to another room. He started playing all of Pankhudi's videos. Several men forced themselves upon her. She struggled and fought for as long as she could but finally, she was exhausted and gave up. Meera was there in some of the videos forcing humiliation on her. It was very painful for him but he still watched looking for clues to her location. Tears fell from his eyes continuously as he watched her cry and scream. And then finally he spotted one window in one of the videos. The view from the window looked familiar to him. He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate where he had seen that view before.
In the next room where Neil and Reyansh were sitting, the audio bug installed in Meera's car began to transmit.
Neil began to listen and record.
Alex: Hey Meera
Meera: Yes, Alex, what's up?
Alex: It's Pankhudi, she hasn't been keeping well.
Meera: Why what happened?
Alex: She has been running a fever since yesterday and it is not coming down. She is looking very weak now...I am worried.
Meera: What the fuck am I paying you for? Can't you take care of a girl?
Alex: Its just...I ..can I take her to a doctor?
Meera: No, she doesn't leave that room. Get a doctor to see her.
Alex: Can you just send Mithila?
Meera: You dumb asshole, Mithila is compromised and Armaan might have someone watching her.
Alex: Then what do I do?
Meera: What kind of a moronic question is that Alex? Are there no doctors in Kurla?
Alex: No, I mean, won't they get suspicious?
Meera: Not unless you screw it up. Now cut the crap and deal with it. And see to it that she recovers quickly. Don't you know how important she is? She is the only thing that keeps Armaan on a leash, if she dies, you are going to be a dead man too.
Alex: Yeah, I mean, you were the one pulling fingernails...
Meera: You son of a bitch! Talk to me like that again, and I'll have your balls ripped off.
Alex: Sorry. I'll keep you updated.
Neil ran to the room where Armaan was sitting and knocked the door. Armaan opened the door.
"Come quickly! You gotta hear this!" Neil said with a sense of urgency.
Neil played the call recording again as Armaan listened carefully.
"Kurla," Neil said, "That is where they are keeping her. But there are still thousands of houses in Kurla, where exactly do we look?"
"Hey," Reyansh said, "Isn't Kurla the same place where Pankhudi lived?"
Armaan was quiet. He closed his eyes, trying to concentrate. Some images flashed in his mind. The old woman he bumped into near Pankhudi's apartment, the saree the saw in Meera's closet was the same that the old woman was wearing, the view from the window in Pankhudi's video was familiar because it was similar to the view from Pankhudi's apartment's window. He suddenly realized the old woman he bumped into was Meera herself in disguise.
"Guys," Armaan said taking a deep breath, "I think I know where Pankhudi is."
Neil and Armaan rushed to the car. Armaan drove the car faster than he had ever driven in his life. His heart was beating fast, and his hands trembled as he drove. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead. His eyes were red and tearful. He wiped a tear with the back of his hand.
They reached Pankhudi's building and began to run upstairs. Armaan stood in front of Pankhudi's door. Then he closed his eyes for a moment tried to recollect where that old woman was coming from.
"The next door," he said to Neil pointing at the door next to Pankhudi's house. Meera had kept her in the same building where she lived in the next flat because she thought that would be the last place Armaan would look.
Both the men broke open the door. They stormed inside. Alex was surprised by the sudden invasion. Armaan instantly recognized him as one of the men who raped Pankhudi in those videos. He grabbed an electric cord lying nearby and wrapped it around his neck. Alex struggled but Armaan was stronger, and he was really angry. Armaan held the cord tightly till Alex stopped struggling and stopped breathing. He fell to the floor lifeless.
Armaan reached inside and found Pankhudi lying on the bed. She was lying naked, on those dirty sheets. The room smelled of sex and Pankhudi's face and hair had stains of dried cum. Tears had dried on her face leaving visible streaks. Her wrists and ankles had marks of the ropes that were used to restrain her. There were scratches and bites on her body, and her lip was bleeding. He couldn't hold back his tears seeing her like this. He held her in his arms, and realized she was running a fever and she looked very weak. She opened her eyes and looked at him. She smiled weakly.
"Armaan..." she spoke in a very soft voice, "Are you really here?"
"Yes," he replied, "I am here Pankh, I missed you so much, and I am going to get you out of here..."
"I knew you would come," she said sweetly, "I would always dream about you. I love you."
"I love you too my sweetheart," he said hugging her tightly, "and I am never letting you out of my sight again."
Neil was happy for Armaan. "Let's get her out of here," he said placing a hand on Armaan's shoulder.
Armaan wrapped her in a sheet and carried her out of the room. He sat in the backseat with Pankhudi while Neil drove the car to the hospital. Armaan comforted her and kept showering her with kisses the whole time.
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Meera received a phone call, "It's over. He's found her. Alex is dead."
Meera disconnected the call without further word.
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As soon as they reached the hospital, Pankhudi was examined by a doctor and admitted to a ward for treatment. The doctor was a fine middle-aged lady. She walked towards Armaan.
"How are you related to her?" the doctor asked Armaan.
"I am her husband," he said, "How is her condition? I hope she is going to be OK."
"The fever is not of much concern," the doctor said, "We have started medications, she should recover soon. But there is something else we need to talk about."
"Yes, please," Armaan said.
"Anything you have to say about there being no clothes on her body when she was brought here?" the doctor asked, "Examination reveals the possibility of sexual assault. There is a missing fingernail suggesting torture and she also has been drugged. Such cases are usually reported to the authorities."
"We don't want to report anything," Armaan said firmly, "She's been through enough already, I don't want her to go through the trauma of police questioning. I hope you understand."
"Yes, I do," the doctor said, "I respect your request for privacy."
Armaan and Neil went back to the ward where Pankhudi was resting.
"Go get her brother," Neil said assuring Armaan, "I'll wait here and take care of Pankh."
Armaan rushed back to his car, his blood boiling with anger. He drove as fast as he could to Meera's house. He found the door open. He entered madly shouting her name.
"Meera!" he shouted, "Where are you hiding bitch? Come out and play now! Let me see you laugh and smile now!"
He ran around the whole house looking for her. "Come out you whore!" he shouted, "I'll show you the real meaning of pain now!"
"Where the fuck are you hiding?" he shouted again.
"You want to fuck with me!" he screamed, "I'll fuck you till you fucking die!"
"You disgusting piece of shit!" he yelled, "Come out and fucking face me!"
He searched the whole house. He couldn't find her. He was deeply frustrated that she had escaped. He kicked around her furniture. And then he noticed a letter on the bed with his name written on the envelope.
Armaan,
So, you've finally found her...congratulations! Now, I know you are going to come after me. Maybe you will find me some day, maybe kill me too in however creative ways you may have planned. But I had my reasons for what I did. I could have never got justice the legitimate way. Who would have cared for a word of a whore against four powerful men from reputed families? So, this was how I chose to punish the four of you. The damage I've done to your lives can never be undone, no matter what happens to me. That is my victory and all I always cherish it.
All the best in finding me.
Love,
Meera
Armaan took out his lighter and set the note of fire and threw the burning note on the bed. On his way out, he set the whole house on fire.
He returned to the hospital, and when Neil saw the look on his face, he understood Meera had escaped. He was equally dejected.
Armaan sent him home. When Neil reached his house, he saw Meera's house in flames and that brought some relief to his heart. He only wished Meera had burned with her house too.
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The next day, Armaan was sitting by Pankhudi's bed in the hospital. For the first time in many days, his heart was at peace.
Pankhudi slowly opened her eyes and smiled at Armaan. She stretched her arms towards him to give him a hug. Armaan leaned towards her and hugged her back. Just holding her calmed the storm in his heart. He showered her with kisses and fondled her hair.
"Armaan," she whispered in his ears, "This is our baby."
"I know," he said gently rubbing her back.
He looked into her eyes and smiled.
"You won't ask me to get rid of it, will you?" she asked in a worried tone.
"No, never!" he gasped, "I love you more than anything in the world Pankhudi, I have no words to express what I feel about you...I don't think I can live without you. We are going to get married and have a baby, we are going to be happy Pankh."
"Will you really marry me?" Pankhudi asked with downcast eyes, "After everything that happened..."
"Hey..." he said gently lifting her chin. Her eyes were tearful. He gently wiped her tears and said, "Listen to me Pankh, none of that was your fault. You are my sweet little blameless angel, and I love you. And I am going to hunt down each and every one of the men who have hurt you, no one does that to my Pankh and stays alive. And I promise, I'll never be so careless again. Never again will I let anything as much as scratch you."
Pankhudi smiled and hugged him. That was all the assurance she needed and he gave it to her.
Pankhudi noticed the brand on Armaan's neck and suddenly her face dropped, "She did this to you?"
"Don't worry about it," Armaan said smiling at her and holding her hand, "What is more important is that I have you back with me. Nothing is going to hold me back now."
Pankhudi lovingly touched his face and said, "You look so tired, my love. Once we get home, I am going to cook you a nice meal and sing to you till you fall asleep."
Armaan hugged her. She lovingly caressed his hair. "What would I do without you Pankh?" he whispered in her ear.
Just then, the doctor and the nurse entered.
"So, how are you feeling now?" the doctor asked Pankhudi.
"I am feeling good," she said with a smile.
"Well, your reports look good too," the doctor said. Then she looked at Armaan and said, "She is fine, the injuries will heal in a few days. The baby is healthy too, and I think we can discharge her tomorrow."
"Thank you, doctor," Armaan said and the doctor left, while the nurse gave Pankhudi some sleeping pills to help her rest.
Pankhudi fell asleep, and Armaan gently held her hand and kept stroking it gently.
Mithila was at the hospital's reception with a flower bouquet.
"I am here to visit a patient named Pankhudi," Mithila requested, "Which floor is she admitted?"
"I am sorry but visiting hours are over," the receptionist said.
"Please," Mithila requested, "I am a doctor myself. Work keeps me so busy; I really need to see her. I won't be long just 5 minutes."
"OK, just give me a moment," the receptionist said and made a phone call to an authority to grant permission for Mithila to visit Pankhudi's room.
"Maam," the receptionist said, "You may proceed to third floor, room 307."
Mithila smiled and walked towards Pankhudi's room.
She knocked faintly before pushing the door open. She entered the room and started walking towards Pankhudi's bed. Armaan was alarmed to see her. He immediately stepped between Mithila and sleeping Pankhudi.
"Not one step further," he warned sternly, asking her to keep her distance from Pankhudi.
"I'm just here to talk," she said nervously.
"I am listening," he said, staring back at her.
"This whole madness," she said looking at Pankhudi with sad eyes, "It's gone way too far."
"Happy realization," he said coldly.
"I want this to stop," she said.
"I don't give a fuck about what you want," he replied.
"I...I don't want to be living in fear for the rest of my life, me and Anshul, we are reputed doctors..." she said, "Meera assured me that I'd be safe, but now that she is gone..."
"You are not safe...not even a little bit," Armaan said gazing directly into her eyes.
"I have something that might interest you," Mithila said holding a USB drive, "It is a video confession from Alisha, about Meera's plan to trap Neil and force him to murder Aditi. Alisha never really wanted to get involved with Meera's manic plans, so once she shared her disapproval with me. Meera never really trusted her so I recorded it secretly, so that we have something on her and she doesn't double-cross us."
Armaan was listening with folded hands.
"It can clear Neil's name," Mithila continued, "He would be a free man."
"What do you want in return?" Armaan asked.
"A promise," Mithila said trying to hold back her tears, "Promise that you or your friends will never come after me and my family again, and you will never show that video of mine to anyone."
"Sounds fair, as long as you don't try anything psychotic again," Armaan said reaching for the USB drive in her hand. But she stepped back.
"Once I give this to you," she said, "There is no way I can make sure that you would come through on your end of the bargain."
"Well," Armaan said, "I can and will screw your life anyway, there's that, so if you give me that evidence, you just might earn yourself a chance at saving your precious honour."
"It's not about you Armaan," she said, "Among the four of you, you are the only one with honour. I know you would keep your word. But I am worried about Reyansh. He has several videos of me, and he is very angry. I understand why, but if he releases those videos, it would all be for nothing."
"I really can't speak for him, but I'll try to convince him," Armaan said.
"Please Armaan," she begged with tearful eyes, "I am sorry, I am really sorry, I've been through a lot, please let me live in peace...that's all I am asking for..."
"I am not interested in your drama," Armaan said sternly, "Hand over the evidence."
Mithila was not convinced.
"Swear on Pankhudi's life, that you..." she stopped mid-sentence as she noticed a sudden change in his expression.
Armaan's expression darkened and he was instantly boiling with rage.
"Take her name one more time, and I will strangle the life out of you this instant!" he growled.
Mithila realized she had overstepped the line. She didn't say anything further. She placed the USB drive and the flowers on a table and left.
Armaan picked it up and breathed a sigh of relief.
Pankhudi was discharged next day. Armaan took her to his house, where he knew she would be safe.
"I always loved this garden in front of your house, such pretty flowers!" Pankhudi chirped as the car entered the gates of his villa.
"It is our house now sweetheart," he said kissing her cheek, "You are going to live with me now on."
Pankhudi smiled ever so sweetly and hugged him.
"I have something for you," he said and opened a small box. There was a shining diamond ring in it. "Will you marry me Pankh?" he asked.
Pankhudi smiled and tears of joy flooded her eyes. "Yes," she gasped hugging him tightly. Armaan slid the ring onto her right ring finger, and Pankhudi kissed him passionately.
Armaan smiled as her watched her run into to the garden. He got out of the car and followed her. She looked so happy! She gently touched the flowers and breathed in their fragrance. She saw a swing tied to a tree branch and ran towards it. She had a sweet smile on her face as she touched it.
"You said you wanted it," Armaan said gentle holding her and kissing her neck.
"Yes, we had one like that in the village where I lived," she said, her excitement making her glow.
Armaan lifted her off the ground and placed her on the swing and gave a gentle push. Pankhudi closed her eyes and smiled and the swing rocked back and forth. Seeing her smiling and chirpy was so soothing for Armaan. He was afraid that she would break after what she had been through, but her innocence was still unblemished, her loving heart was still incorruptible.
"If there is a God," he said to no one, gazing at Pankhudi, "Thank you for this precious gift."
A middle-aged woman walked towards them with a tray and two glasses of water.
"Thank you, Carol," Armaan said to her, "I'm gonna be away for a bit. I need you to look after her and make sure she gets everything she needs."
Then he turned to Pankhudi, kissed her forehead and said, "I'll be right back. Stay within the gates of this house and anything you need, just ask Carol. I won't be long. You'll be fine till I get back?"
She nodded and kissed his lips briefly.
Armaan got into his car and sent a message on the group.
Armaan: I need to see both of you. It's important and urgent. I am sending a location. Get here asap.
Neil: What is it about?
Armaan: I'll tell you when you get there.
Reyansh: All right, be right there.
Armaan reached the location first and waited for Neil and Reyansh. It was a deserted place on a hill. He often visited this spot when he needed some time to himself. It was evening and he watched the sun set into the Arabian sea. He could see the entire city from there, gleaming with lights as it grew darker.
Soon two cars arrived there. Neil and Reyansh stood in front of him, curious to know why he had called them.
"Dr. Mithila came for a visit at the hospital last night," Armaan said handing over the USB drive to Neil, "And she gave me this."
"What is this?" Neil asked.
"Your freedom," Armaan said, "It has evidence that Meera and Alisha plotted against you and forced you to commit a crime."
Neil couldn't believe what he heard. He had lost all hope. "And she gave it to you?" he asked, "Just like that?"
"This whole thing has gotten very ugly," Armaan said, "She wanted peace."
"What peace?" Reyansh said gritting his teeth, "Ruin someone's life and live happily ever after, that kind of peace?"
"In exchange for that evidence, she wanted a promise that I would never hurt her or her family and will never release her video." Armaan said.
"So?" Neil asked, "What did you say?"
"I gave her my word," Armaan said.
"What the fuck has gotten into you Armaan?" Reyansh growled, "You are making deals with sick cunts?"
"Neil's freedom is more important Rey," Armaan replied.
"Yeah so we have the evidence now," Reyansh said, "Neil is going to be free, and everything is alright in the good old world? Aditi was good and innocent, and she died! And what about Meera? You OK with everything she did to you and Pankh? You going to just let her get away with that?"
"I really don't care about what Meera did to me," Armaan said, "But what she did to Pankh is unpardonable. I do have plans for her. And the fact that she fled, well, she does care for her life after all. But that is not my priority. Pankhudi needs me right now and I am going to be there for her. That is more important. And as far as Mithila is concerned, I gave her my word that I won't hurt her. But I haven't spoken for the two of you, I have no right to."
"Good," Reyansh said, "So it won't be on your conscience when I destroy her life."
"I beg you to please reconsider that, Rey," Armaan implored, "Mithila came forward on her own and Neil is going to be free because of her, please respect that. I am not saying she did us a favor. She needs our co-operation just as much as we needed hers. It was a deal, and I like to honour a deal."
Reyansh was not convinced. He just started at Armaan in anger.
"This has to stop Rey," Armaan continued, "Someone has to make it stop. And the responsibility to stop this lies on us because we started it. And trust me, there is no end to it. You hurt her, and then someone comes after you, hurts you and your family...and this just goes on and on..."
"What family? My parents disowned me because that bitch Meera sent them a video of me raping someone," Reyansh shouted, "Look at me Armaan, I have enough money to last a lifetime, but I've got nothing left to live for! You have Pankhudi, and now you are going to be a father...so congrats! And Neil has his daughters, and what do I have? An ugly face and uglier body? I can't get two blocks without people glaring at me...and I should just shut up and live like that, huh? While that bitch who did this, lives happily ever after with her precious family?"
Reyansh paused to take a deep breath and continued, "Mithila knew about Meera's psychotic and plans all along, and if she had a shred of humanity in her, why didn't she bother telling us earlier? She comes to us now to save her sorry ass because she knows she is screwed anyway! She is just as guilty as Meera! You are so fucking blind Armaan!"
"I've checked on her story," Armaan said looking at Neil and Reyansh, "She was really raped when she was very young. She filed a case, fought for justice but faced a lot of humiliation in the process. The man was really powerful, and just because she pressed rape charges against him, he got her abducted and raped over and over again by several men till she broke down completely and agreed to withdraw the charges."
"So? Does that sad story justify what she did to us?" Reyansh spoke bitterly, "You OK with this Neil? Mithila knew what Meera had planned for Aditi! And she every bit supported Meera!"
"If there is anyone to be blamed for all this," Neil said with deep remorse, "It would be me. I wish I hadn't treated Naina the way I did. She was a nice girl, she loved me with all her heart...and I broke her. I...I am not a bad guy, I didn't mean to kill her...if I knew she would die, I would have never..." He couldn't complete his sentence.
"Alisha is dead, Rey" Armaan said, "And haven't you hurt Mithila enough already?"
"That's not fucking enough! It is not fucking enough!" he said as he broke down and tears streamed down his eyes, "I suffer every moment that I am alive because of her...and now I have a chance to do the same to her, and you are telling me not to..."
"I am not telling you anything, little brother, I don't know if I have any right to tell you what you should or should not do..." Armaan said, "I am just...requesting you Rey, please...stop. Think about all the innocents that suffered because of us, Aditi, Pankhudi, Neil's daughters, Aarav's family...it has all been so traumatic for all the people associated with us for none of their fault. And now to start it all over again...the thought itself is just so...exhausting!"
Neil squeezed Reyansh's shoulders, trying to pacify him, "Rey, I think Armaan is right. Let Mithila go. We are your family. We will always be there for you. You have us...nothing has ever changed between us. You are still our brother."
"FUCK YOU!" he shouted at Neil, "FUCK both of you!"
He got into his car and looked one last time at Armaan and Neil. All of a sudden, he floored the accelerator of his car and drove off.
THE END
She played the footage from the hidden camera in the bedroom. She observed that he was trying to search something but hadn't taken anything from her room.
A thought occurred to her and she checked her laptop. She was shocked to find all her precious data erased. She realized that her system had been hacked. She frantically checked her cloud account and her phone but was shocked to find everything erased from her phone and cloud too. She realized that the USB drive Armaan carried perhaps had a malware on it that enabled Neil to hack her system.
She checked the camera footage from last night as she saw Armaan wake up at 4 am and access her phone.
"That bastard!" she muttered to herself. She was overconfident last night and it costed her dearly.
She thought for a moment about the repercussions of her carelessness.
She made a phone call and said, "I have a job for you. Find someone useful at Healthline hospital."
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Alisha reached the hospital at the scheduled time.
She was called in for consultation with her doctor. Her condition was worsening, her doctor prescribed stronger medications. After the consultation she bought medicines from the hospital pharmacy.
As she walked out of the hospital, she didn't realize that she was being followed. As she turned into a deserted alley, a van stopped near her and some men dragged her in. They injected something in her arm and she fainted.
When she opened her eyes, she found herself tied to a chair. When her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she observed the three men standing in front of her. She began to tremble in fear as she recognized them. She screamed and struggled as tears streamed down her eyes.
"Calm down," Neil said, "We just want to talk. If you co-operate, we won't hurt you."
"I am sorry," Alisha begged, "I only did what she asked. I didn't want to but I had no choice."
"I know," Neil said, "Now I have what Meera had against you, so it would be good for you if you do as I say."
"What?" Alisha asked sounding surprised.
"Would you rather hang for multiple murders or just confess that Meera made you hold my daughters hostage and serve a smaller term?"
"I can't..." Alisha said.
"Too bad," Neil said, "Then you are of no use to me, and Reyansh has a lot of plans for you."
"Sure, I do," Reyansh said, "Trust me, you don't wanna find out."
"No, no...please..it is Meera.." she spoke trembling in fear, "She has total control over me. The police are after me, I wanted to leave town but she wouldn't let me. She has me update my location to her all the time. She threatens to hurt me if I don't do as she says."
"If you agree to help Neil," Armaan said, "I assure you, you will be protected."
"She is too dangerous," Alisha said, "Helping Neil would mean crossing her, she would get me killed if I do."
"Honey," Reyansh said touching her cheek, "We are perfectly capable of killing you as well, and do things far worse, so you might wanna reconsider that."
Alisha realized that she was in immediate threat, and complying with them was the only sensible choice.
"Alright," she said, "I'll help you...but please don't hurt me." She felt her voice was choking.
"Good," Neil said, "You are coming with me right now to the police station and recording your statement."
Neil untied her ropes. Alisha got up and suddenly felt dizzy. She fell down on her knees. There was a severe pain in her chest.
"Hey...what happened?" Neil asked.
"I don't know...I...can..t..breathe..." she said grabbing her neck.
She fell down on the floor, clutching her chest and screaming in pain. She struggled to breathe. Her eyes were red and her whole body was writhing in pain.
"Looks like she has been poisoned," Armaan said rushing towards the breathless girl, "Did you eat or drink anything outside?"
"Just...medicines..." she said groaning as the pain in her chest became more and more severe, "Please...help...me..."
"Start the car," Armaan said to Neil as he picked her up and rushed outside.
Neil rushed outside and started the car and Armaan placed her on the backseat. But he realized Alisha was not moving or breathing. He felt her pulse, he couldn't find any.
He signaled Neil that the girl was dead. Neil felt crushed that he lost his last chance to freedom.
"No! No! No! This can't be happening..." Neil said tearfully, "She was my only hope..."
"This is...I don't know..." Armaan said trying to process the shock, "This was just so...sudden."
"Meera beat us to it!" Neil said, "I don't understand how.."
"Meera knew Alisha and her habits far better than we did Neil," Armaan said, "And she also had her location always."
"I'm stuck forever now," Neil said burying his face in his palms.
"You know if there was one thing, just one thing that would make Meera talk..." Armaan said, "But there isn't, there is absolutely nothing we can use against her that is what making her so fucking powerful. She has no family, no one she cares about that we can threaten to hurt, she is already a famous whore so she has no honour or a reputation to lose, she hardly feels pain so we can't torture anything out of her, she doesn't even care for her life, and that sick sadistic psycho has Pankh!"
Armaan kicked a stone in anger.
"But, you know what..." Neil said, "The fact that she acted so rashly in Alisha's case...I think she is agitated and is not thinking straight, I think she will soon make a mistake..."
There was silence for some time. The Armaan made a phone call and said, "I have a job for you. Reach asap."
After some time, some men reached there in a van.
"There is a body in the car, take her to where she lives and put her there, don't let anyone see you." Armaan said.
The men picked up the girl and her belongings and left.
Armaan and Neil joined Reyansh. They were all feeling broken and hopeless. They just sat silently with blank thoughts.
Armaan picked up Neil's laptop and went to another room. He started playing all of Pankhudi's videos. Several men forced themselves upon her. She struggled and fought for as long as she could but finally, she was exhausted and gave up. Meera was there in some of the videos forcing humiliation on her. It was very painful for him but he still watched looking for clues to her location. Tears fell from his eyes continuously as he watched her cry and scream. And then finally he spotted one window in one of the videos. The view from the window looked familiar to him. He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate where he had seen that view before.
In the next room where Neil and Reyansh were sitting, the audio bug installed in Meera's car began to transmit.
Neil began to listen and record.
Alex: Hey Meera
Meera: Yes, Alex, what's up?
Alex: It's Pankhudi, she hasn't been keeping well.
Meera: Why what happened?
Alex: She has been running a fever since yesterday and it is not coming down. She is looking very weak now...I am worried.
Meera: What the fuck am I paying you for? Can't you take care of a girl?
Alex: Its just...I ..can I take her to a doctor?
Meera: No, she doesn't leave that room. Get a doctor to see her.
Alex: Can you just send Mithila?
Meera: You dumb asshole, Mithila is compromised and Armaan might have someone watching her.
Alex: Then what do I do?
Meera: What kind of a moronic question is that Alex? Are there no doctors in Kurla?
Alex: No, I mean, won't they get suspicious?
Meera: Not unless you screw it up. Now cut the crap and deal with it. And see to it that she recovers quickly. Don't you know how important she is? She is the only thing that keeps Armaan on a leash, if she dies, you are going to be a dead man too.
Alex: Yeah, I mean, you were the one pulling fingernails...
Meera: You son of a bitch! Talk to me like that again, and I'll have your balls ripped off.
Alex: Sorry. I'll keep you updated.
Neil ran to the room where Armaan was sitting and knocked the door. Armaan opened the door.
"Come quickly! You gotta hear this!" Neil said with a sense of urgency.
Neil played the call recording again as Armaan listened carefully.
"Kurla," Neil said, "That is where they are keeping her. But there are still thousands of houses in Kurla, where exactly do we look?"
"Hey," Reyansh said, "Isn't Kurla the same place where Pankhudi lived?"
Armaan was quiet. He closed his eyes, trying to concentrate. Some images flashed in his mind. The old woman he bumped into near Pankhudi's apartment, the saree the saw in Meera's closet was the same that the old woman was wearing, the view from the window in Pankhudi's video was familiar because it was similar to the view from Pankhudi's apartment's window. He suddenly realized the old woman he bumped into was Meera herself in disguise.
"Guys," Armaan said taking a deep breath, "I think I know where Pankhudi is."
Neil and Armaan rushed to the car. Armaan drove the car faster than he had ever driven in his life. His heart was beating fast, and his hands trembled as he drove. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead. His eyes were red and tearful. He wiped a tear with the back of his hand.
They reached Pankhudi's building and began to run upstairs. Armaan stood in front of Pankhudi's door. Then he closed his eyes for a moment tried to recollect where that old woman was coming from.
"The next door," he said to Neil pointing at the door next to Pankhudi's house. Meera had kept her in the same building where she lived in the next flat because she thought that would be the last place Armaan would look.
Both the men broke open the door. They stormed inside. Alex was surprised by the sudden invasion. Armaan instantly recognized him as one of the men who raped Pankhudi in those videos. He grabbed an electric cord lying nearby and wrapped it around his neck. Alex struggled but Armaan was stronger, and he was really angry. Armaan held the cord tightly till Alex stopped struggling and stopped breathing. He fell to the floor lifeless.
Armaan reached inside and found Pankhudi lying on the bed. She was lying naked, on those dirty sheets. The room smelled of sex and Pankhudi's face and hair had stains of dried cum. Tears had dried on her face leaving visible streaks. Her wrists and ankles had marks of the ropes that were used to restrain her. There were scratches and bites on her body, and her lip was bleeding. He couldn't hold back his tears seeing her like this. He held her in his arms, and realized she was running a fever and she looked very weak. She opened her eyes and looked at him. She smiled weakly.
"Armaan..." she spoke in a very soft voice, "Are you really here?"
"Yes," he replied, "I am here Pankh, I missed you so much, and I am going to get you out of here..."
"I knew you would come," she said sweetly, "I would always dream about you. I love you."
"I love you too my sweetheart," he said hugging her tightly, "and I am never letting you out of my sight again."
Neil was happy for Armaan. "Let's get her out of here," he said placing a hand on Armaan's shoulder.
Armaan wrapped her in a sheet and carried her out of the room. He sat in the backseat with Pankhudi while Neil drove the car to the hospital. Armaan comforted her and kept showering her with kisses the whole time.
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Meera received a phone call, "It's over. He's found her. Alex is dead."
Meera disconnected the call without further word.
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As soon as they reached the hospital, Pankhudi was examined by a doctor and admitted to a ward for treatment. The doctor was a fine middle-aged lady. She walked towards Armaan.
"How are you related to her?" the doctor asked Armaan.
"I am her husband," he said, "How is her condition? I hope she is going to be OK."
"The fever is not of much concern," the doctor said, "We have started medications, she should recover soon. But there is something else we need to talk about."
"Yes, please," Armaan said.
"Anything you have to say about there being no clothes on her body when she was brought here?" the doctor asked, "Examination reveals the possibility of sexual assault. There is a missing fingernail suggesting torture and she also has been drugged. Such cases are usually reported to the authorities."
"We don't want to report anything," Armaan said firmly, "She's been through enough already, I don't want her to go through the trauma of police questioning. I hope you understand."
"Yes, I do," the doctor said, "I respect your request for privacy."
Armaan and Neil went back to the ward where Pankhudi was resting.
"Go get her brother," Neil said assuring Armaan, "I'll wait here and take care of Pankh."
Armaan rushed back to his car, his blood boiling with anger. He drove as fast as he could to Meera's house. He found the door open. He entered madly shouting her name.
"Meera!" he shouted, "Where are you hiding bitch? Come out and play now! Let me see you laugh and smile now!"
He ran around the whole house looking for her. "Come out you whore!" he shouted, "I'll show you the real meaning of pain now!"
"Where the fuck are you hiding?" he shouted again.
"You want to fuck with me!" he screamed, "I'll fuck you till you fucking die!"
"You disgusting piece of shit!" he yelled, "Come out and fucking face me!"
He searched the whole house. He couldn't find her. He was deeply frustrated that she had escaped. He kicked around her furniture. And then he noticed a letter on the bed with his name written on the envelope.
Armaan,
So, you've finally found her...congratulations! Now, I know you are going to come after me. Maybe you will find me some day, maybe kill me too in however creative ways you may have planned. But I had my reasons for what I did. I could have never got justice the legitimate way. Who would have cared for a word of a whore against four powerful men from reputed families? So, this was how I chose to punish the four of you. The damage I've done to your lives can never be undone, no matter what happens to me. That is my victory and all I always cherish it.
All the best in finding me.
Love,
Meera
Armaan took out his lighter and set the note of fire and threw the burning note on the bed. On his way out, he set the whole house on fire.
He returned to the hospital, and when Neil saw the look on his face, he understood Meera had escaped. He was equally dejected.
Armaan sent him home. When Neil reached his house, he saw Meera's house in flames and that brought some relief to his heart. He only wished Meera had burned with her house too.
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The next day, Armaan was sitting by Pankhudi's bed in the hospital. For the first time in many days, his heart was at peace.
Pankhudi slowly opened her eyes and smiled at Armaan. She stretched her arms towards him to give him a hug. Armaan leaned towards her and hugged her back. Just holding her calmed the storm in his heart. He showered her with kisses and fondled her hair.
"Armaan," she whispered in his ears, "This is our baby."
"I know," he said gently rubbing her back.
He looked into her eyes and smiled.
"You won't ask me to get rid of it, will you?" she asked in a worried tone.
"No, never!" he gasped, "I love you more than anything in the world Pankhudi, I have no words to express what I feel about you...I don't think I can live without you. We are going to get married and have a baby, we are going to be happy Pankh."
"Will you really marry me?" Pankhudi asked with downcast eyes, "After everything that happened..."
"Hey..." he said gently lifting her chin. Her eyes were tearful. He gently wiped her tears and said, "Listen to me Pankh, none of that was your fault. You are my sweet little blameless angel, and I love you. And I am going to hunt down each and every one of the men who have hurt you, no one does that to my Pankh and stays alive. And I promise, I'll never be so careless again. Never again will I let anything as much as scratch you."
Pankhudi smiled and hugged him. That was all the assurance she needed and he gave it to her.
Pankhudi noticed the brand on Armaan's neck and suddenly her face dropped, "She did this to you?"
"Don't worry about it," Armaan said smiling at her and holding her hand, "What is more important is that I have you back with me. Nothing is going to hold me back now."
Pankhudi lovingly touched his face and said, "You look so tired, my love. Once we get home, I am going to cook you a nice meal and sing to you till you fall asleep."
Armaan hugged her. She lovingly caressed his hair. "What would I do without you Pankh?" he whispered in her ear.
Just then, the doctor and the nurse entered.
"So, how are you feeling now?" the doctor asked Pankhudi.
"I am feeling good," she said with a smile.
"Well, your reports look good too," the doctor said. Then she looked at Armaan and said, "She is fine, the injuries will heal in a few days. The baby is healthy too, and I think we can discharge her tomorrow."
"Thank you, doctor," Armaan said and the doctor left, while the nurse gave Pankhudi some sleeping pills to help her rest.
Pankhudi fell asleep, and Armaan gently held her hand and kept stroking it gently.
Mithila was at the hospital's reception with a flower bouquet.
"I am here to visit a patient named Pankhudi," Mithila requested, "Which floor is she admitted?"
"I am sorry but visiting hours are over," the receptionist said.
"Please," Mithila requested, "I am a doctor myself. Work keeps me so busy; I really need to see her. I won't be long just 5 minutes."
"OK, just give me a moment," the receptionist said and made a phone call to an authority to grant permission for Mithila to visit Pankhudi's room.
"Maam," the receptionist said, "You may proceed to third floor, room 307."
Mithila smiled and walked towards Pankhudi's room.
She knocked faintly before pushing the door open. She entered the room and started walking towards Pankhudi's bed. Armaan was alarmed to see her. He immediately stepped between Mithila and sleeping Pankhudi.
"Not one step further," he warned sternly, asking her to keep her distance from Pankhudi.
"I'm just here to talk," she said nervously.
"I am listening," he said, staring back at her.
"This whole madness," she said looking at Pankhudi with sad eyes, "It's gone way too far."
"Happy realization," he said coldly.
"I want this to stop," she said.
"I don't give a fuck about what you want," he replied.
"I...I don't want to be living in fear for the rest of my life, me and Anshul, we are reputed doctors..." she said, "Meera assured me that I'd be safe, but now that she is gone..."
"You are not safe...not even a little bit," Armaan said gazing directly into her eyes.
"I have something that might interest you," Mithila said holding a USB drive, "It is a video confession from Alisha, about Meera's plan to trap Neil and force him to murder Aditi. Alisha never really wanted to get involved with Meera's manic plans, so once she shared her disapproval with me. Meera never really trusted her so I recorded it secretly, so that we have something on her and she doesn't double-cross us."
Armaan was listening with folded hands.
"It can clear Neil's name," Mithila continued, "He would be a free man."
"What do you want in return?" Armaan asked.
"A promise," Mithila said trying to hold back her tears, "Promise that you or your friends will never come after me and my family again, and you will never show that video of mine to anyone."
"Sounds fair, as long as you don't try anything psychotic again," Armaan said reaching for the USB drive in her hand. But she stepped back.
"Once I give this to you," she said, "There is no way I can make sure that you would come through on your end of the bargain."
"Well," Armaan said, "I can and will screw your life anyway, there's that, so if you give me that evidence, you just might earn yourself a chance at saving your precious honour."
"It's not about you Armaan," she said, "Among the four of you, you are the only one with honour. I know you would keep your word. But I am worried about Reyansh. He has several videos of me, and he is very angry. I understand why, but if he releases those videos, it would all be for nothing."
"I really can't speak for him, but I'll try to convince him," Armaan said.
"Please Armaan," she begged with tearful eyes, "I am sorry, I am really sorry, I've been through a lot, please let me live in peace...that's all I am asking for..."
"I am not interested in your drama," Armaan said sternly, "Hand over the evidence."
Mithila was not convinced.
"Swear on Pankhudi's life, that you..." she stopped mid-sentence as she noticed a sudden change in his expression.
Armaan's expression darkened and he was instantly boiling with rage.
"Take her name one more time, and I will strangle the life out of you this instant!" he growled.
Mithila realized she had overstepped the line. She didn't say anything further. She placed the USB drive and the flowers on a table and left.
Armaan picked it up and breathed a sigh of relief.
Pankhudi was discharged next day. Armaan took her to his house, where he knew she would be safe.
"I always loved this garden in front of your house, such pretty flowers!" Pankhudi chirped as the car entered the gates of his villa.
"It is our house now sweetheart," he said kissing her cheek, "You are going to live with me now on."
Pankhudi smiled ever so sweetly and hugged him.
"I have something for you," he said and opened a small box. There was a shining diamond ring in it. "Will you marry me Pankh?" he asked.
Pankhudi smiled and tears of joy flooded her eyes. "Yes," she gasped hugging him tightly. Armaan slid the ring onto her right ring finger, and Pankhudi kissed him passionately.
Armaan smiled as her watched her run into to the garden. He got out of the car and followed her. She looked so happy! She gently touched the flowers and breathed in their fragrance. She saw a swing tied to a tree branch and ran towards it. She had a sweet smile on her face as she touched it.
"You said you wanted it," Armaan said gentle holding her and kissing her neck.
"Yes, we had one like that in the village where I lived," she said, her excitement making her glow.
Armaan lifted her off the ground and placed her on the swing and gave a gentle push. Pankhudi closed her eyes and smiled and the swing rocked back and forth. Seeing her smiling and chirpy was so soothing for Armaan. He was afraid that she would break after what she had been through, but her innocence was still unblemished, her loving heart was still incorruptible.
"If there is a God," he said to no one, gazing at Pankhudi, "Thank you for this precious gift."
A middle-aged woman walked towards them with a tray and two glasses of water.
"Thank you, Carol," Armaan said to her, "I'm gonna be away for a bit. I need you to look after her and make sure she gets everything she needs."
Then he turned to Pankhudi, kissed her forehead and said, "I'll be right back. Stay within the gates of this house and anything you need, just ask Carol. I won't be long. You'll be fine till I get back?"
She nodded and kissed his lips briefly.
Armaan got into his car and sent a message on the group.
Armaan: I need to see both of you. It's important and urgent. I am sending a location. Get here asap.
Neil: What is it about?
Armaan: I'll tell you when you get there.
Reyansh: All right, be right there.
Armaan reached the location first and waited for Neil and Reyansh. It was a deserted place on a hill. He often visited this spot when he needed some time to himself. It was evening and he watched the sun set into the Arabian sea. He could see the entire city from there, gleaming with lights as it grew darker.
Soon two cars arrived there. Neil and Reyansh stood in front of him, curious to know why he had called them.
"Dr. Mithila came for a visit at the hospital last night," Armaan said handing over the USB drive to Neil, "And she gave me this."
"What is this?" Neil asked.
"Your freedom," Armaan said, "It has evidence that Meera and Alisha plotted against you and forced you to commit a crime."
Neil couldn't believe what he heard. He had lost all hope. "And she gave it to you?" he asked, "Just like that?"
"This whole thing has gotten very ugly," Armaan said, "She wanted peace."
"What peace?" Reyansh said gritting his teeth, "Ruin someone's life and live happily ever after, that kind of peace?"
"In exchange for that evidence, she wanted a promise that I would never hurt her or her family and will never release her video." Armaan said.
"So?" Neil asked, "What did you say?"
"I gave her my word," Armaan said.
"What the fuck has gotten into you Armaan?" Reyansh growled, "You are making deals with sick cunts?"
"Neil's freedom is more important Rey," Armaan replied.
"Yeah so we have the evidence now," Reyansh said, "Neil is going to be free, and everything is alright in the good old world? Aditi was good and innocent, and she died! And what about Meera? You OK with everything she did to you and Pankh? You going to just let her get away with that?"
"I really don't care about what Meera did to me," Armaan said, "But what she did to Pankh is unpardonable. I do have plans for her. And the fact that she fled, well, she does care for her life after all. But that is not my priority. Pankhudi needs me right now and I am going to be there for her. That is more important. And as far as Mithila is concerned, I gave her my word that I won't hurt her. But I haven't spoken for the two of you, I have no right to."
"Good," Reyansh said, "So it won't be on your conscience when I destroy her life."
"I beg you to please reconsider that, Rey," Armaan implored, "Mithila came forward on her own and Neil is going to be free because of her, please respect that. I am not saying she did us a favor. She needs our co-operation just as much as we needed hers. It was a deal, and I like to honour a deal."
Reyansh was not convinced. He just started at Armaan in anger.
"This has to stop Rey," Armaan continued, "Someone has to make it stop. And the responsibility to stop this lies on us because we started it. And trust me, there is no end to it. You hurt her, and then someone comes after you, hurts you and your family...and this just goes on and on..."
"What family? My parents disowned me because that bitch Meera sent them a video of me raping someone," Reyansh shouted, "Look at me Armaan, I have enough money to last a lifetime, but I've got nothing left to live for! You have Pankhudi, and now you are going to be a father...so congrats! And Neil has his daughters, and what do I have? An ugly face and uglier body? I can't get two blocks without people glaring at me...and I should just shut up and live like that, huh? While that bitch who did this, lives happily ever after with her precious family?"
Reyansh paused to take a deep breath and continued, "Mithila knew about Meera's psychotic and plans all along, and if she had a shred of humanity in her, why didn't she bother telling us earlier? She comes to us now to save her sorry ass because she knows she is screwed anyway! She is just as guilty as Meera! You are so fucking blind Armaan!"
"I've checked on her story," Armaan said looking at Neil and Reyansh, "She was really raped when she was very young. She filed a case, fought for justice but faced a lot of humiliation in the process. The man was really powerful, and just because she pressed rape charges against him, he got her abducted and raped over and over again by several men till she broke down completely and agreed to withdraw the charges."
"So? Does that sad story justify what she did to us?" Reyansh spoke bitterly, "You OK with this Neil? Mithila knew what Meera had planned for Aditi! And she every bit supported Meera!"
"If there is anyone to be blamed for all this," Neil said with deep remorse, "It would be me. I wish I hadn't treated Naina the way I did. She was a nice girl, she loved me with all her heart...and I broke her. I...I am not a bad guy, I didn't mean to kill her...if I knew she would die, I would have never..." He couldn't complete his sentence.
"Alisha is dead, Rey" Armaan said, "And haven't you hurt Mithila enough already?"
"That's not fucking enough! It is not fucking enough!" he said as he broke down and tears streamed down his eyes, "I suffer every moment that I am alive because of her...and now I have a chance to do the same to her, and you are telling me not to..."
"I am not telling you anything, little brother, I don't know if I have any right to tell you what you should or should not do..." Armaan said, "I am just...requesting you Rey, please...stop. Think about all the innocents that suffered because of us, Aditi, Pankhudi, Neil's daughters, Aarav's family...it has all been so traumatic for all the people associated with us for none of their fault. And now to start it all over again...the thought itself is just so...exhausting!"
Neil squeezed Reyansh's shoulders, trying to pacify him, "Rey, I think Armaan is right. Let Mithila go. We are your family. We will always be there for you. You have us...nothing has ever changed between us. You are still our brother."
"FUCK YOU!" he shouted at Neil, "FUCK both of you!"
He got into his car and looked one last time at Armaan and Neil. All of a sudden, he floored the accelerator of his car and drove off.
THE END
