Nadia’s POVIt dawned on another hellish day. As usual, I was woken up with water splashing to my face. Wiping the water off my face, I beheld the face of my tormentor. How on Earth did I meet this woman? How much did she collect to snatch life out of me? I looked at her. I don’t have a single strength to deal with her torture today.“Time to scrub the floor,” she dished out. I didn’t commit murder. I was just detained but she’s making it look like I was sentenced to life imprisonment. The only thing that will make me stand up from this floor today will be me going home. I won’t serve the punishment of a murderer under detainment. I ignored her. “Are you deaf?” she snapped, grabbing my forearm roughly.“Ouch!” I winced at the pain her clutch was causing to my soft skin.“Is the torture not enough for today, Yoshita?” one of the officers who was passing by said.“Maybe I should tell Ria you said that,” Yoshita retorted.“You are such a hothead,” the officer scorned and walked away, lea
Nadia’s POVI rode with Sidd. He was just driving to God knows where. I was looking out of the window. The few times I glanced at him, our eyes met and I would quickly look away. The silence in the car is overwhelming with my heart banging my ribcage for no cause. Suddenly, I lunged forward as the car came to an abrupt halt. I looked at Sidd.“What was that for? Are you planning to kill us?” I snapped. “Enough of the silence. You said you wanted to tell me something. What is it?” he asked. I ignored him. He isn’t even planning to explain why he never showed up as he promised a few years ago. “Aren’t you going to speak anymore?”“What? What do you want me to say to you?” I snapped. “You are so heartless. A bitter promise-breaker, that’s what you are. How could you? You promised me. I believed you. I waited for you. You abandoned me. Do you know what I went through because of that? Do you know the pain your abandonment caused me? You wouldn’t know, Sidd. And it’s fine. I regret loving
Ria’s POVI thought Sidd was going to call and apologize to me but he never did. I waited all night long. Catching some z’s, the anger still didn’t subdue. I had to call his mother, ma’am Damini to report him.“Good morning, Aunty,” I greeted, sounding sobby.“Hey, baby, what happened to you?” she asked over the phone. She was my mother’s friend. She adores me. It was through her I got into a relationship with Sidd. At first, he was a hard nut to crack, but when his mother interfered and made it a necessity for us to get into a relationship, he had no choice. Since then, our love has grown deeply. And I can’t ever watch another woman take Sidd away from me.“It’s Sidd, Aunty,” I reported. “He is seeing that Nadia lady. He yelled at me when I visited him yesterday and didn’t even bother to deny that he was seeing her. Can you believe he bailed her?”“Calm down, Ria. You can’t be so sure, dear. Sidd can’t do such a thing. Don’t worry, okay? I will talk to him,” she said.“You have to, A
Hema’s POVI went to meet Nadia in her room. She was getting ready to go to bed. “Hey!” I waved at her, walking to the bed.“Hi,” she responded and I sat with her.“Have this,” I presented a piece of paper to her. “What is this?” she asked, unfolding the paper.“It’s the address to the working space of Mr. Hrithik Bhatia. He is one of the producers in the Bollywood film industry. I want you to meet him,” I said. She looked abruptly at me with a surprised look.“What are you saying, Hema?” she asked, chuckling in between.“I am serious.”“I know you are serious. But visiting a producer to pitch my script in a short time is like wearing yellow to a Valentine’s party. I have never pitched before and meeting the producer will be to disgrace myself,” she expressed.“I am not telling you to go and pitch anything. I already told him you are coming tomorrow. He will be waiting for you.”“I don’t understand, Hema. How did you manage to do that? Besides, what am I expected to tell him when I g
I was led to God knows where blindfolded. Who were there? Who sent them? Was it Ria again? All these questions bugged my head. I was pushed onto a bed. I gasped.“Uncover her eyes,” I heard the husky, threatening voice of one of them. My heart banged heavily against my ribs like a mortar being pounding a pestle. The blindfold was removed and I rubbed my eyes. They were three huge men, scary, and strong. I drew back on the bed, leaning my back to the headboard. I hugged myself, shivering with fear.What should we do with her?” one of them asked the others. Every of their word increased the rate of my pounding heart.“What do hungry men do to bangable ladies?” the second man voiced out, licking his bottom lip. The others laughed. “I will go first,” he added. What the hell are they trying to do? Have me one after the other? The others seemed to agree as they shrugged, staring lustfully at me. Sweat dripped endlessly down my skin. He climbed onto the bed, moving to me. I was already pinne
Nadia’s POV“Zeehan!” I called out,opening my eyes. “Ow!” I winced at the pain throbbing in my head. I gentlymassaged my temple to ease the pain. Nothing changed.“Hey!” I heard Sidd’s voice.Was I dreaming? The last thing I remembered was being under the mercy of thoseruthless rascals. How then can I hear Sidd’s voice? I ignored the hallucinationand continued massaging my temple with my eyes closed. “Nadia, are you okay?”he asked. This time, I was convinced it wasn’t hallucination as I felt histouch on my arm. I looked at my side and saw him, seated on a chair beside thebed. How come he is here? Was he the one that hired them to torture me? Whythen was he asking if I was okay? I tried to sit up and he helped me. I leanedmy back against the headboard, staring at him. “How do you feel now?” herepeated.“What are you doinghere?” I queried. He cocked his head, staring at me. My heart skipped a beat,seeing him i
Nadia’s POVSidd got me something toeat. I lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He returned to thebedroom after a few minutes. He sat beside me on the bed.“Nadia?” he called, morelike a mumble. I looked at him. “Can you tell me what you wanted to tell me theother day?” he queried.“What is that?” I asked,pretending not to remember.“What was so urgent thatmade you come to Ria’s birthday?”“I don’t rememberanything,” I declared and faced the opposite side. He placed a hand on myshoulder and I shivered.“Come on, I’m beggingyou,” his pleading voice hit the side of my neck. I gasped. He was so close andmy heart pit-a-patted. I held tight to the bedsheet to prevent myself fromturning and being forced to kiss him. “Nadia?”“It’s too late, Sidd. Ihave forgotten the reason I was at Ria’s birthday,” I insisted.“Okay,” he moved awayfrom me. I sighed in relief. I was losing it already. “
Nadia’s POVThe pain of Sidd’s wordslast night haunted me so badly. My heart was shredding with each remembrance. Howcan he say that to me? All because of him I lost my mother; was jailed, and beatento death just yesterday. Was it my fault to love him so much? I couldn’t helpbut cry non-stop. “Come on, Nadia. Why areyou doing this to yourself?” Hema asked, sitting beside me. “You shouldn’t be cryingbecause of a man. Put yourself together, okay?” she consoled, placing a hand onmy shoulder.“I lost everything, Hema.Even the producer’s card. How do I reach him now? How do I send him my script?All because of Sidd, bad things befall me. Was it a crime to love?” I sobbed.“It’s okay. You will befine. Don’t worry about the producer. I have his contact details. Stop crying,okay?” she soothed. I leaned my head against her shoulder, still sobbing.Sidd’s POVReaching the studio, Isaw Veer at the entrance, ta