Pain broke inside me, spreading all over my conscious yet limp body. They had tied me to a chair, my hands and legs bonded in a rope so tight that I could feel my skin burning. My cheeks are aching eminently due to the couple of hard slaps a guy had imposed on me.

I know this is odd to say, but I'm truly relieved that he just slapped me and not the thing I was nerve-wracked of. I can't even think of it without my heart thudding directly in my chest. In fact, I could even die happily receiving beatings than be ravished by some human in the name of the disdained creature.

Exhausted, I take in the view of the place I'm caged in. As they show in every other movie, it's a rectangular box of a room, dark obviously, with yellow light bulbs hanging up the wall.

In the center, I was imprisoned, accompanied by a chair and rope. Right behind me is a man standing stiffly. His face is masked by scarves. Almost every ten members in this room who are prevailing like a rock statue have shielded their faces, except for one man, who I reckon is the leader of the group. He is a middle-aged man and is roaming around the room. He is also the one who had contacted Vicky, hearing his name I couldn't help but shout and in return, was presented with slaps.

I'm still in wonder of who this man could be and how Vicky became his target. What is his issue with Vicky?

He is a freaking nineteen-year-old guy! And an excellent liar. Right! He had told me he was working on an important project but when at night, I opened his room to check in on him, he wasn't there. I had searched for him all over the home and concluded that he must be abducted by these bastards who happened to have different plans in deciding who to kidnap.

Quick as ever, as the thought dawned upon me, hell unfolded, few guys rushed into my home through the back door. Who the heck kept it unlocked? I remember very well bolting it after cleaning the dishes. And the locks are made such as those that nobody could be capable of damaging.

Thus,

Of course, Vicky it is! The front door remained locked with a key hung in the key stand so isn't it apparent how Vicky had slipped out of home? The nerve of him to do that when he is under potential danger is angering me to no extent! I didn't expect him to execute something as idiotic as this...god, I trusted him.

I swear, If I see him right now before any of these rowdies can touch him, I would pound on him with punches and kicks. But only if the man behind me felt pity for me and let loose my rope though. I glance up at the man and gulp in fear. No Thikshitha, that ain't possible.

Either way, I'm going to teach him a good lesson for the stunt he pulled today.

Suddenly, the leader of the group approaches me and looks at me with furrowed eyebrows. "What exactly is your relationship with that guy?" Tiredly, I sweep my gaze over his tall figure and meet his intimidating eyes.

I stay tight-lipped at his question. Why does he now want to know this?? However, I'm currently thinking about breaking up with Vicky. Just a fake one until he becomes an obedient person. But also, I'm afraid If I do that, he will turn out into a bad one. Well, forget I said the above words. I can't let him go away from me.

Keeping num isn't the best option I guess. The leader's face set off into a deep and dangerous frown. Thikshitha, speak up!

"I am... a very important person to him." His eyebrows arise at my reply.

"Like a sis---and, I cut him off abruptly. "No! don't you say that" I couldn't refrain from bursting out. I can't stand it when someone mentions that.

The leader laughs and hits a monument of a man near him like he heard a mirthful joke. Hm, this uncle Ji doesn't seem as dangerous as before while he is laughing his rear off. Perhaps, I should try bribing him, and If it goes wrong, I would be dead meat.

"I know you are an important person to him. That is why I kidnapped you. But I figured there was something fishy going on between you both when that little fellow got angered as soon as he found out you were here. Intelligent, ain't I?" He blurts out after calming his laughter. Brilliant.

"Ain't I?" He asks yet again and I blink at him for a few seconds before getting hold of his question. "Yes, you are intelligent!" A proud smile appears on his face.

Just then, the door to the room thuds open, and....everything made sense now. The person who was the sole reason for Vicky's parent's death. The thug.

But what did Vicky do? He was and is a kid!

A shiver skims through my spine as the thug's eyes fell on me. He is an old man now. But the hazard in his eyes made my stomach flame up with fear.

"Huh...here we have his sis--the thug mutters and I chop his sentence in half. Ah!! "Gosh! I'm not blood-related to him in any ways" Why does everyone misinterpret me as his...um...

"Nonetheless, hurting you will hurt him too, doesn't it?" The thug smiles venomously, setting off towards me.

"Don't you dare touch her!" Vicky the idiot. The thug pauses and swirls his head to the entrance of the room where Vicky was standing with a mountain of a man, his hands are cuffed.

Wait!!!

Where has he gone spruced up like this,?

"What If I don't?" The thug snaps back to Vicky and grabs my hair. "I will...kill you!" Yeah for sure. I don't think Vicky or any single person would be enough to extinguish all these stone humans.

"Don't joke little fellow!" The leader laughs. "Excuse me Mr, can I ask you a question?" I implore, perking up at the thug, who has my hair in his hold.

"Go ahead," he mutters and I didn't waste a single second before scurrying the words out of my lips. "Why do you want to harm Vicky? What has he done to you?" The thug's face sets in a frown.

"He...didn't do anything. But he carries the blood of my enemy! Because of his fucking parents, I had to rot in prison for a decade and more."

"It's still meaningless that you are choosing to hurt Vicky! the guy is barely mature. Just take a look at him, he is an innocent kid." Yeah very much.

I try to reason with the thug and to my surprise, he seems to get the hint.

"Thikki, is he the person who abetted to kill my parents?" I dart my eyes to Vicky. He does know how his parents had been murdered. He had gotten furious over the criminal but knowing that he had already been locked up in prison, Vicky had calmed down.

"I am" the thug's previous considerate face altered to a devilish one, as he stares at Vicky.

Oh no...

"You fucking old man!!" Gosh, that was a wrong move, Vicky! "I don't think he is a kid" the thug gives me a fierce glance before relieving my hair and walking towards Vicky.

"This old man can do many wonders, do you want to witness them?" he asks as he fishes out a gun from his pant pocket? A freaking gun!?

My heart pumps blood faster through my arteries when the thug stabilizes the gun right on Vicky's center of the head.

"Mr---

Hurried footsteps emerged from outside as well as from the ceiling...

Silence prevailed in the room, and everyone stood stuck.

Unexpectedly, several guys intruded through the door, with guns!?

Who are they??

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Turns out they were sent on my father's command. He really does have incredibly beneficial connections and squads!

So the thing is, as soon as I had acquainted my dad about this mysterious incidents that had happened with Vicky, my dad enacted a few men to investigate it. Some other group of men also had been following us, and some have been tracking our phone calls...

Unfortunately, my abduction went unnoticed by them. But thank god, the criminal had contacted Vicky, thereby helping the people who were accessing our calls to recognize the culprit's number and accordingly, discover their location.

And finally! We were rescued. The men who saved us also notified the police about this. Therefore, the thug, the leader, and all his members were dumped into a police jeep after getting seizured by our saviors. For sure, they are going to spend the rest of their days in jail!

Afterward, the men escorted us safely to our home.

And currently, I'm speaking with my dad through phone and he has explained all the above-sorted things to me. He had hidden this matter from my mom, afraid she would get extremely worried. In my opinion, I would prefer to conceal this from her too.

"You don't have to be scared anymore, okay? I will look after everything." he utters with concern..

"Love you dad, goodnight then," I say softly, slapping away Vicky's hand that is trying to touch my bruised cheeks.

Dad says back the same and splits the call. Placing my phone on the dining table, I shove Vicky back until he lounges on the couch. "Where. did. you. go? I point out each word in bitterness. He gulps and smiles nervously...

"Don't get angry..." Now that I'm close to his face, I can smell a whiff of alcohol on his breath. "You are drunk" I state bluntly, and his face changes into an apprehensive expression.

"Thikki, but I just had only one shot." Has he gone to a wine shop? Nono...dressed like this, consumed liquor, well it all suits...club!" Where did you exactly go?" I ask, to confirm my doubt.

"That is...to..." And I continue. "To a club" then he was all over me, hugging me tight and apologizing dramatically. "Thikki! I will never do this again. I would never set my foot in the club. I'm sorry for lying to you" I just roll my eyes at his fake words.

I heave him back from me and look up at him with a glare. "Is drinking is all that you did in the club?" Imagining that atmosphere, I can almost grasp the things he had done there. I had gone to a club once when one of my colleagues invited me to her birthday party.

"I...danced..." I nod my head understandingly. "With a random girl," I conclude. His eyes enlarge at my prediction.

"Thikki I'm sorry...I can explain!" Yeah, my foot. "You know what, just get lost." And he kissed me. Then I kissed him back with hesitation.

Our relationship...this can't go like this. How do I make him realize his mistakes?

That night, Vicky applied ointments for the bruises on my wrist and face after I freshened up. My body felt so exhausted. So I had to refresh.

Then we cuddled and slept in my room. Vicky didn't advance in on me that night--

Well, in the middle of the night, he started his obsessive behavior. My eyes were shot open at the coolness my body went through as he discarded my upper clothes and soon warmness flooded in when he began to slurp on my nipples. The pleasure is ineffable!!

In the morning, I was provided with the view of Vicky sleeping on my naked chest, his cheeks caressing my breasts...

Smiling and running my hands through his hair, I tore myself off him and went to freshen up. I have office today. I had to be there on time.

Hours later, Vicky and I had breakfast cheerily yet there was something that kept on poking my heart. Vicky, he has to change. He has to mature...

The day expired as usual. It was like every other day for me. Work and stress. And it got even worsened in the evening when I returned home...

Vicky and I were normally having tea and snacks at twilight. Then, we kissed. So intense and rough that I forgot about everything.

Everything that I hadn't even realized someone had entered our home and that someone is my dad.

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