Aadya's pov:

Life is unpredictable.

I got shot on my leg by Army people. I was so grateful that I didn't stuck with terrorist but I regret every second for thinking like that cause here they are going to drill my brain with questions.

I was there to help but here is am sitting helpless.

I know I am expecting too much. Who would let free when get involved with terrorist?

Why don't God give me some task and make me disappear?

Currently I stuck in hospital with leg bandaged as my poor leg was shot by one of Indian army thinking that I am involved with the terrorist who had planned sucide bombing but was caught by one of the army man. So he escaped from the city and in the process he is been shot up with gun. To my utter luck and God grace ( note the scarcam) I suppose to reappear at that time and get my leg shot and admitted to Army Hospital with two bodyguards hovering over me and nurse injecting something which I hope is not poison from time to time and not to mention tight security around the hospital. Yeah, I'm Celebrity and Business women but this isn't require. I know self boosting is good to health so I am doing it so that I could get discharged as soon as possible and get myself free by proving my innocence. But it's easy to tell as I had to use everything in my power to come out. This time God had pushed me to graveyard, either I die or get my hand dirt to come out.

I just hope someone come and take me out but to my utter luck I have no one. But my mind keep on reminding someone to be precise.

Samardh....

I can't stop keeping my hopes up on this person. Every minute I am eagerly waiting for him.

Huh! He might be partying hard for my disappearance.

God! why do I have to loose my clutch. I could have called someone and tell them to take me out.

You always push me so deep and enjoy at my misery.

I heard a door opening and here comes my Arch-Enemy.

"Long time no seen" he croacked out a smile but I know behind that smile there is a sinnester smirk. I didn't answer him.

"We meet again but I never expected you get stuck with me and have no escape. Tst Tst poor you" he mocked me. I took deep breath to keep my BP low as much as possible. If not I might choke him the very next minute if I loose my calm.

"What did you do this time?" I played dumb to his question Irking him.

He might have got every information about my surprise visit with the terrorist and everything there after and might have already checked my schedule of mine before this crisis but still he enjoy hearing it from my mouth to show wrong and pathetic I am.

"I was planning to kill you, Damn I got caught" as my mouth has its own brain has to tell him the plan which I have been trying for so long. He let out a chuckle which had anger layered in it. He might be gritting his fake teeth and I am eagerly waiting for his teeth to fall off his gum so that I could laugh hard at his face. You know how luckily I am, nothing of such happened.

"If you wanted to kill me why risk involving with terrorist? you could have come home, I would have welcomed you with open arms unlike you" he spat at the end.

Apparently my enemy has to be my dearest uncle who happens to be General in Indian Army. We don't share good relationship with each other, reason unknown. He never let any chance to show how much he hate me and I reciprocate his feelings. I could vaguely remember my parents telling me not to trust anyone may it be close relatives or any friends of theirs. If that's the one reason and other is, he knows my abrupt landing in problem. He being in that department didn't help either. He always keeps tab on me. Before he used to ask me to be precise demand me but what could I tell them? Of course I would show them their place. That has turned his anger to two folds and from then he is been waiting eagerly to put me behind the bar.

So far I have used my name, money and power but in this case I am worried that nothing would work. I know my so called uncle would be buzzing internally.

"Damn, I am sorry for my rude behaviour. How can I be so stupid? We should always keep our friends close and enemies closer. Thanks for the lesson, Dearest uncle." I winked to agitate him. I might sound sadistic here but I love to irk him. He was a step away to choke me to death but a knock on the door saved me. 

I should really thank that person. He didn't wait for my uncle permission  just barged in.

"We are here to ask few questions with Ms Aadya. We request you to wait outside." I was surprised at this absurd behaviour. They didn't wait for his permission. With curt nod he left the place leaving me alone with these scary people. They were troop of 4 people all are men. The room looked small with them being spread in the already small space.

God Damn! They look intimidating with their calculative eyes and piercing gaze. I sat here even fearing to breath.

"So Ms Aadya, How do you know terrorist Ibrahim?" One person attacked me with question.

"I don't know him. In fact I didn't know his name until you told me" I said with mustered up confidence.

"Then, what were you doing with him?" The other person asked me looking confused at the same time angry.

"Nothing" I deadpanned. My hand is itching to reach the paper which I had hid in the bandage of gunshot and I feel like hiding it somewhere else but their hawk like eyes had me shut.

"Look Ms Aadya, we did your background check. You rule South-India, what do you have business in North and not to mention with terrorist?" I expected this. By now I knew they might have known who I am. How did I stuck up like this? I was always careful.

All thanks to Mr Samardh.

He is the one reason behind my stuck up with this intimidating hulks at the same time he can only save me from them.

How ironic?

"And not to mention your deeds. You are pretty secretive and buried it with your money." He scoffed at the end getting me angrier.

This is what I get to save people. I am hurt with their accusations. They are taunting as if I did crime. I just helped them. As I am famous I couldn't help but hide my identity from other's. To stop from further enquiry and stuck up with infinite questions drilling my brain and finally reveal identity.

"Did i ever killed someone?are there any witness against me?" My tone was serious laced with angry. I don't let others to talk shit about me. This got them silent.

"But you were always there at the spot where there is some mishap happen. Isn't quite suspicious?Not to mention your alien like power. Just at " The other detective pointed out arrogantly.

I so want to show him his place as I have no one with me I have to deal wisely.

"Find evidence against me and I'm at your mercy." I said with new built confidence and it came out challenging. I know I'm digging my own grave but my heart keeps on telling me that Samardh would be there before they could even start proceeding with the investigation.

Cause, I'm your p.a. I have to protect my angel boss in any circumstances. I was just doing my duty"

Can my heart get anymore stupid? How come I believe his word when I took 2 years to trust my driver uncle who is genuine and pure hearted?

I don't understand how can my heart hope for him?

Why do I feel like he is going to keep his promise of protecting me and going to protect like he said.

I was so in my own land and didn't hear the detective talking as I was about to shout at him for disturbing me as I was busy thinking about Samardh and his odd but sweet behaviour towards me. I was about to snap at him but i shut my mouth but who I am kidding they won't leave me till I spill the bean as if I have bean in my bag by keep on poking me with their words.

Huh!!

"Mark my words Ms Snobbish, I will find every single evidence against you and don't worry we will find soon as we don't want to keep you waiting as I know how much you hate to wait." His eyes held hatred, anger, disgust and many more which I couldn't lay my finger on. With that he left me followed by others.

God!  That was scary. What has got his pants twisted? 

Why is he so angry with me?

Firstly, Who is he?