Lahat ng Kabanata ng Waves Of POSSESSIVENESS First Series : Kabanata 201 - Kabanata 210

Soon Aashmaan landed in New York with his newly founded Father. Aashmaan was least interested in all. All the journey his father wanted to talk to her but her short replies made him understand that he had to work harder. Aashmaan's mind was trying to find a solution to go back to her Ammo. But she knew it was the last time when she saw her and hugged her. Aashmaan knew that she was all alone now and had to protect herself from the cruel world. Her body was shivering from the thoughts of the new house and family. She was only an eleven-year-old girl. Her memories were flashing in her mind. Her Ammo's sweet voices and her kisses were making her cry silently. She was preparing herself for a war. She was small, innocent, and pure and she was not aware of her future which would soon turn darker than before. "Let's Go", Gautam- Her father said and started moving forward without saying any extra words to her. Aashmaan nodded and quickly followed him. Gautam's assistant helped little

Neil was not in his self. It looked like he lost himself with Avni. Arjun was controlling his beast so as not to strangle his brother's neck. It had been three months now and nothing had changed in Neil. Neil cut himself from the whole world when they were near to Graduate but he was playing with his life and career too. "That's enough. I have to do something otherwise I will lose, Neil", Arjun said and called his father, Dr. Mayank Kashyap. Mayank didn't pick up ARJUN's call. Arjun left a voicemail and told him to call back. "Dad, It's Junie Here. Neil is losing himself, Dad. I'm scared and confused. How would I manage to save him from his depression and darkness? That bitch I'll kill her, Dad. But Why do I feel that it's all happening because of me? Dad, I have a feeling that my brother is suffering because of me. I. I. I don't know what to do, Dad. Call me back. I'm waiting. Bye" After this, Arjun called one of his most trusted friends from India. Arjun never talked about this

•This chapter has mature content• "Call me daddy. Baby", Mr. Cooper said and inhaled her scent. "Daddy", He whispered in her ears. Mr. Cooper inhaled her hair and started licking her neck and shoulder. Aashmaan wanted to puke on him. She was pushing him but he was bigger and stronger than her. His overweight body was crushing her fragile body. She was a child, a girl child of twelve years old but that man was too greedy, hungry, and adulterous, and didn't pay any heed to this and was about to swallow Aashmaan. "N . No Pl. Please U . Un . Uncle, stop it. It's wrong", Aashmaan stuttered but his grip only tightened on her. He started removing his clothes hurriedly and tore her Jacket. She screamed when the zip of the jacket hurt her skin. "Shut up, That woman who took you here in this room sold you to me for billions of dollars instead of her daughter", Mr. Cooper said in urgency and removed his belt from his pants. Aashmaan was speechless. That was why Nisha did everything

"Kiddo comes out! You're inside for an hour", the gentleman knocked at the bathroom door. Aashmaan startled and clutched her tiny heart with his hands. "I'm coming", Her voice was low and scratchy. Aashmaan didn't want to remember what happened to her but it was like that horrible incident was imprinted on her mind. When she came out of the bathroom. She found clothes on the bed. She put the big clothes on her small body. A track Pant and T-shirt which covered her whole body. Aashmaan slowly came downstairs and found that the gentleman was cooking something in the open kitchen. Her presence caught his attention. He turned around and looked at her from head to toe. "Oh! Are you done?", He asked her and Aashmaan nodded her head. "My childhood clothes suited you well", the gentleman said and She blushed again in embarrassment. "Do you live here?", Aashmaan asked while clutching the clothes she wore. "No! I don't live here but I always come here with my family for a vacation",

AASHMAAN's POV:- I ran as fast as my legs could take me. I couldn't stay in that place. I couldn't face them. How would I live knowing that they hate me, that they think I'm weak? How would I cover my pain when they humiliate me? They showered love upon their eldest daughter but what about me? He cares for her but not for me. Tears escaped my eyes and I didn't try to stop them. I just let them fall freely. I wanted to go back to my hometown but I don't have money with me. I wanted to go to a place far away from here - the SuryaNarayan mansion. Darkness was trying to consume me but suddenly everything turned white. The Fogs were surrounding me and long muscular hands moved towards me. I stood still. And I saw him. He was a white-wing Angel who appeared in front of me and smiled. He gave them shelter, food, and clothes His smile was soothing. His body was warm. His hugs gave me peace. But soon he was going away from me. "No, please don't go", I yelled at him and held h