(Warning: inappropriate language.)

"With that crop top wear a low waist white ripped jeans... and... jewelleries! Accessorize her with heavy 'Rajasthani Kamarband' cover her left wrist with gold bracelets... And be quick." I ordered.

We were planning our new 'Funk Junk' fashion to come up in the next few months. This was a blend of western and Eastern fashion. We were introducing this fashion line in New York first.

I have no idea how will this go because this will be the first time for a fashion blend of Asian culture in New York. I'm taking a risk here actually. The western people may not like the eastern designs.

I will be in a total loss if they don't. But as a fashion designer its my duty to introduce new fashion to the society. Its all about taking the risk.

And if there's no spice, life becomes tasteless!

The model whom I was styling, came in. She looked...okay. There was something missing.

I think I need to hire new models.

Styling my models, wasn't my job. But I like perfection. Clothing is a way to bring out your personality. Nowadays, these models try to look seductive in simple clothes also. They don't respect the simplicity of the outfit.

"Remove the lipstick!" I ordered annoyingly. Why do they think red lipstick will attract men to kiss their lips? Ugh!

"Make her hair in a fishtail." I told the hair stylist, " and put a big gold ring only on her right ear." I told the stylist.

"Work you magic, guys!" I ordered all of them in the greenroom.

"Okay people. Back to work!" Shay ordered them.

What's with Shay and her all gray outfit? I scrunched my eyebrows. Why the hell I'm judging her clothes?!

Oh yes! Roy! Today morning as he declared he doesn't want to get married- this foul mood happened and I'm barking at everyone.

I'm so stupid. Why the hell will he marry me?! Obviously, he will enjoy his bachelor years some more. With different girls.

I gritted my teeth at the thought.

"Ashna, are you listening to what I'm saying?" Shay asked in frustration.

"Yeah.... what? What were you saying?" I asked in confusion.

"Someone wants to meet you."

"I don't wanna meet anyone!" I said. "And who let strangers enter the building?!" I asked and cursed with some colourful words to the security of my office.

Shay kept her mouth shut, sensing my flaring anger.

"Will you answer me!" I shouted at her. She flinched slightly. The room fell in pindrop silence.

"Sh-she was begging. She wanted to see you." She stuttered.

"Where is she and who is she?" I demanded.

"She is waiting in the conference room. And no idea about her identity, she was wearing a naqab."

I slammed the door shut and went to see this someone wearing a naqab.

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Instead of going to the conference room, I went to my cabin. I need to calm myself down before I meet this woman.

I took deep breaths and told the peon to get me a strong coffee and tell that lady to come in my cabin.

I was sipping my coffee and relaxing my brain when the door of my cabin opened.

"Hello sis! "

Sis. She never calls me that but now that she said it my blood has started to boil. And why is she here in the first place?

"Do not call me that!" I ordered her in a calm but threatening voice, emphasising each word to make it clear to her.

"What? Did I hit a nerve?" She asked; faking innocence. I know it without seeing her face that she had a wicked smirk plastered on her disgusting face.

I turned around to face her and I was right. She was smirking.

"What do you want now?" I asked, masking my face with irritation.

"Awe sis. Nice to meet you too. Aren't you happy to see me?" She pouts her lips. I frowned. What is she upto?

"Just get to the point. Why the hell are you here?" I glared at her.

"Well I came here to tell you that you are going to become an aunt soon." She smiled and it looked quite genuine. I was a bit shocked. She never smiles; she gives wicked smirks. Well, this is new.

"Who are you talking about?" I asked, maybe she was talking about Annie but why will she talk about Annie?

"How many sisters do you have?" She asked like we were the closest sisters in the world. Why is she talking so sweetly?

"Well, I don't have any sister you ask me." I said.

She rolled her eyes.

"I'm pregnant." She stated, smiling. She looks happy.

And then it struck me like a thunderbolt. "Whose baby are you carrying?" I hope its not the person who I think it is.

"Ah, that I can't tell you. Now." She bit hers lips.

I narrowed my eyes and kept my mouth shut.

"You are my sister. And... I wanna apologize for everything that happened in the past." She spoke leaving me shell-shocked. "I didn't even know why I did what I did in the past." She shrugged. "I think I didn't take the fact well that you are my stepsister and all the chaos in my family. I followed my mother's footsteps and she is a bitch." She sighs heavily.

I sat there in silence with a blank expression on my face.

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"Daddy, where are we going?" I asked him after about two hours of driving out of the city.

Lately, dad's behaviour has changed and I'm a bit scared to go out with him. He has started hitting mom, like last night he broke a whiskey bottle on her arm and she was bleeding heavily. Ed was so scared that he never came out of his room. Dad slapped me so hard two days back because I went shopping with Annie. My mouth started bleeding.

Today morning he acted different. I started to feel like that my dad who loved us so much was coming back. Today morning he came to my room like before and woke me up. I thought he woke me up for school which he did from the past 17 years of my life but today was different.

He told me to wear a pretty dress and to get ready. He was taking me out of town. Without questioning any further, I got ready. I wore a white summer dress and made my hair in a fishtail, applied light make-up and went downstairs. I didn't see mom and Ed.

"You look beautiful as always, my princess." Dad kissed me forehead. "C'mon now we'll be late."

I loved my dad more than anything else in the world. Even more than mom and Ed... and Roy. I don't need to know where he was taking me because I knew I was with my dad and I'm safe.

After about 2 hours, dad stopped the car in front of a secluded cottage which was situated far away in the woods. A place where terrorists would like to live.

I saw a group of dirty-clothed men sitting outside and playing cards. There was a stack of notes placed on the table as well. Gambling, maybe?

I was getting nervous. My hands started to become clammy but I know dad will keep me safe.

"Are you nervous?" He asked and smiled at me. I shook my head.

"No dad. You are with me. Why will I be nervous?" I smiled up at him.

We walked in. "Hey man!" The gamblers waved at my dad. They know him? I frowned. I don't get a good feeling here.

"Finally! You brought my prize!" A man in 40's shouted and laughed. He looked like the leader of this place. I saw a lady sitting and when I saw her I was beyond shocked. It was Megh!

"Oh darling!" She came to dad and kissed his lips. I was speechless!

"Put your slutty hands off my father!" I hollared. Suddenly, at that very moment I was yanked back by my hand.

"Leave me!" I yelled and fought to set free.

Two men held me tight. Fear set in as they held me hostage. My vision started getting blurry. Oh no! No! No! I looked at my father who was smirking at me.

I was hurt. But more than hurt I was angry. Angry at myself for trusting him and angry at him that he cheated on my mother with that whore.

I have to do something and get out of here.

The leader strolled towards me and eyed me like he was a dog and I was his raw meat. I was disgusted to the bone from his nasty stare.

He rubbed his nose with his index finger like a junkie and smirked. The two men left my arm and stepped back.

"You're mine." He grabbed a fistful of my hair and I yelped.

"You fuckface! Leave me!" I snapped at his face.

His face turned red and eyes were blazing with fire. I was damn scared but he didn't need to know that and I also don't know from where is this sudden bravery coming in me.

"You have a dirty mouth." He hissed. "And..." he devilishly smirked, "... I wonder what else can you do with that mouth of yours." He grabbed my waist- the dress material to be exact and tore it apart from the sleeves.

The fear that I tried to hide so badly; came crashing down my face and a tear escaped.

The room boomed in laughter. I heard my father as well. Now, I wish I was never his sperm.

"Have your way with her, Dave. She's yours!" My father said grinning widely.

"Oh, I will. She is worth of 2 million!" Dave the leader beamed. "First, I'll have my fun, then I'll let my men have fun and then I'll earn money out of you, sweetheart."

What does he mean by that? I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"You can't leave me here! I'm your daughter!" I shouted at my father's retreating figure. The tears ran down my face with more force now.

"Shh babydoll. I own you. I'm gonna fuck you and fuck you so fucking hard and then... then I'll sell you off with a bigger price in the black market." He laughed evilly. I shivered from disgust, fear and hurt.

A wave of mixed up emotions has hit me hard. How can a father sell off his own daughter?! This is a horrible nightmare that I'm living. I'm gonna get rapped and sold off. How should I react to this?

Save me!

One of the men came in with a syringe and pushed it in my arm. My head started spinning and I blacked out.

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When I opened my eyes my head was throbbing with pain. I looked around and tried to figure out where I was. It was very small room or I should say a closet. There was a small light bulb hanging that illuminated the room.

I was not able to move my body. I was aching everywhere.

I have to do something before they do something nasty to me. I looked around and felt a cold, hard piece of electronic sticking to my chest.

My phone!

Before getting out of house I placed my phone inside my bra because I wasn't carrying a purse.

I just pray it's not dead.

I took out the device which had faint signal and the screen light was dimming because of 10% charge.

I quickly dialed 100.

"Emergency Unit. How may I help you?" Said a woman in a rushed voice.

"I'm trapped. Kidnapped. My father. Dave." I couldn't say a complete sentence because I was becoming dizzy again.

"Where are you, mam?"

"I don't know. Save me." The phone fell from my hand and I blacked out once again.

I don't know after how long, I felt a cold but soft material on my forehead. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a few blurry faces. The fear once again set in and I panicked.

"Calm down! You are safe." Said a woman in his soothing voice.

"Where am I?"

"You are safe." They said.

"W-what happened? Dave was going to rape me!" I panicked and started crying. "My dad sold me off to him."

"Sweetie, you are safe. Your mother is in hospital, she was found unconscious in her bed and beaten up and your father is being tracked down. Dave is caught. They drugged you but you are safe." They said.

"Where's my brother?" I asked, panicking again.

"He is safe. We found him inside a closet, he wasn't hurt but unconscious. He is under observation."

I stared at the white ceiling and thought this was the worst day of my life. To me, my father died. I didn't cry. My eyes were dry and my heart was numb from feeling any emotions.

The day was 6th october.

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"Ashna... Ashna?" Someone tapped my hand. I might've zoned off again.

"Yeah?" I forgot what 'my step sister' was saying.

"Can you forgive me?" She asked hesitantly.

Whatever happened wasn't her fault. And you should forgive everyone as my mom says. But I follow the policy of 'Forgive but never Forget'.

"You are forgiven."

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If was 8p.m. Roy was out for some work and Avery was with Lan.

I picked up my phone and dialed a few numbers.

"Get your ass down here. Asap! And bring Parth as well."

"Why?" She whined in the phone.

"I want you people to meet someone."

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