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A week later...

JHA VILLA
6:45 PM

Khushi has suffered alot in this one week. Shyam left no way to torture her. He would beat her, lash her, use her as an object to quench his thirst but hadn't taken her purity. That was the only thing she was thankful for. He would use every means to make her life a living hell. But the poor soul couldn't do anything other than enduring it. She had spent various sleepless nights crying. She didn't had any option. Did she?

Khushi had faced even worse then hell. She was the only one to bear his anger, tortureoues behaviour and anxieties. She has alot of bruises, cuts, wounds on her body.

Today is the day when the party, Shyam had said is being held. He had asked her to be ready around 7 p.m. She was ready in the red colored gown in which her breasts were protruding outwards. She tried adjusting them but they would be back to it's place after a little while. She left the thought of even adjusting again. She was tired and knew that she would be meeting people just like him in the party. She didn't dare to hide those hickeys given by him as he had strictly warned her that even if single one of them will be hidden, he himself doesn't know what will he do to her!! So she dare not to hide them.

She tried thinking her life with someone else. Particularly with him. How amazing it would have been if she had confessed. But she knew it was like digging her own grave. He being a millionaire and she just a filth, a garbage as her family describes her. No match!!

Khushi was lost in her thoughts when Shyam entered in. He had worn a three piece suit with a bow tie matching her gown.

He came forward and stood a step away from her. Leaning closer to her ear, he held her by waist.

"I would eat you alive today after the party, bitch. You will be all mine." He mummered in her ears and bit harshly on her collarbone leaving a deep purple mark immediately.

"And this hickey along with the new rest is to tell others that you are owned by me." He said caressing the bites marks.

Wrapping his arm around her waist he led her to his car.

The sat and drove to a hotel where the so called party was held.

FASHION SHOW

"Aman keep an eye on Virat. I could smell trouble from him. I don't want any kind of mishaps today. We just can't afford them. You know the Diva's from across the countries are arriving today. We need to impress one of them, so that they could be our brand ambassador. This can help us alot to be near our goal. So stay alert. Keep your eyes and ears open. And where is Akash? Has he taken his position?...." Arnav, who has distressed himself, spoke in a breath. He was interrupted with a loud noise.

"SHUT UP." Aman roared at him. He couldn't see his friend like that. He has changed himself in a week. He has became silent. Gone was his playful nature who was ready to pounce at him or tease him at any given chance. He needs that friend of his back. He needs to have a serious talk with him before this new image he created, damages his old self.

Arnav raised his eyebrow at him as if challenging him to repeat his words.

"Excuse me"

"Calm down man. Just relax. Its happening. Your dream project is happening. So keeps other things at bay and just watch. Everything is under control." Aman patted Arnav on his chest reassuring him.

"Fine. But please go and once look at the arrangements yourself." He sighed loudly.

"Hmm. I am going. You stay here and call me if anything comes up. And yes, I have called the family. They must be arriving any time soon. So you go and receive them too. " Aman hurriedly said him just running to check the last minute preparations.

"Umm... Aman. Have you told ma about... Khushi." He asked hesitantly.

"No. She asked me about your indifferent behaviour many times. But I zipped up and denied to open." Aman brought his thumb and index finger near his mouth and made an action of zipping up his mouth.

"I kept refusing and assuring her that it's the show's pressure and nothing else. But you know how mother's are. I don't think you could hide any longer because she said she would talk to you once this fashion show finishes." Aman said truthfully.

Suddenly an announcement was made and all were asked to occupy their seats. Aman quickly ran inside not before once again bucking up his friend.

Arnav taking a deep breath, calming his racing heart beats, adjusted his tie and moved his hand straightening the invisible wrinkles on his suit. He, after gulping a glass of water made his way at entrance to receive his family.

HOTEL MARRIOTT

Marriott International is an American multinational diversified hospitality company that manages and franchises a broad portfolio of hotels and related lodging facilities.

A red colored Lamborghini stopped at entrance of the luxurious hotel Marriot. Coming out, Shyam tossed the keys to the chauffeur and went to open the door for his lady. Khushi carefully held down some cloth from near her knee, slightly picking up she moved out. After coming out, she straightened herself.

Shyam offered his arm and Khushi with a fake nervous smile hooked her's with his. After passing a smile at the manager who stood for their welcome, he made his way to the reception.

"I have booking here with the name of Mr. Shyam Jha." He said to the receptionist passing his guttery smirk.

"Yes sir. Let me check." She said politely ignoring the lusty look of the man.

"Mr. Shyam Jha, Yes sir. Its room no. 448. Here is the card. Have a good day sir." Linda, The Receptionist gave the professional smile to Khushi who returned it with a nervous one.

"And may I know, why is the hotel so crowded today." Shyam asked looking around the lounge which had a lot of hustle bustle.

"Sir. Our hotel has been given a project to organise the fashion show and as Its been held today, So the crowd is just meant to be. I would like you two to visit it once you are free. Various companies from across the world are coming to display their collections. Its just going to start." Linda nodded.

"Ok. And yes I am expecting some visitors so show them the way as soon as they reach."

"Sure. And just go straight and turn right, you would find the elevator. Have a good day sir, madam." She smiled

Shyam along with Khushi made his way to the room after coming out of the elevator.

Finding the room once, he swapped the card and the door opened. After entering, he locked it the same way and kept the card in the bowl placed on the table just beside the door. After removing his coat, he hanged it on the coat hanging rack placed on the other side of door.

He gestured her to sit on the bed and wait. She slowly handling her dress made her way and sat on the bed.

Shyam went and sat on the stool placed in the mini bar of the room. He made himself a drink and started gulping it. He looked at the nervous looking Khushi who was playing with her fingers looking in her lap. After a long pause, he said.

"Do you know what is store in for you today." He asked making another drink.

Before she could speak, they were disturbed by a door bell.

"Ahaa... The guests are here I guess." He smirked at her and made his way to greet the guests.

He opened the door and the two well built man entered in. Shyam closed the door behind them and had a professional greet.

"Meet my wife, Khushi." He introduced her to the mens by wrapping his arm around her waist, to tight for her to handle.

Khushi nervously joined her hands together. But the mens forwarded their hands for a handshakes.

Shyam felt being embarrassed and pinched her waist, really hard. She winced and bit her lip looking downward because she wasn't allowed to show her vulnerable state infront of the guests as warned by her husband.

Khushi held her hand out for a shake.

"This is Mr. Sameer Mehra." Shyam introduce her.

Shaking her with the another man, Shyam introduced.

"And this is Mr. Raj."

After the greetings and all, Khushi was asked to make drinks for all. All the 3 mens went and sat in the living area. Khushi started preparing the drinks though she doesn't know how to to prepare. She poured the glass till half with ice already present in them. Keeping the glasses in a tray she headed where they were sitting.

Arnav greeted his family and led them to the chief guest area. He made them seated and went in search for Aman. Aman was in the green room checking the models. He was a complete mess. With various lace wrapped around his neck and shoulders, a measuring tape hanging from his mouth, scissors in his front coat pocket. He was on his knees stiching some dress of a girl.

"Aman." Arnav entered inside to see his friend's vulnerable state.

"What happened? What are you doing there?" Arnav asked worried.

"Ohh nothing. The lace got stuck in my watch and got ripped. I tried calling our tailor but he isn't available at present so I couldn't take a risk. So here I am, stiching it." He said putting the thread inside the material and then removing with great difficulty.

"Ohh.... But is everything ready. All ok na!!" Arnav asked looking at all the other models.

"Yes boss." Aman saluted once he got up.

"Oh shut up. I am not in the mood to play."

"Fine. You go and sit with the family." Aman said patting his back.

"How do you know they arrived?"

"Your sister just messaged me." He said waving his cell to him.

"Alright. You too come soon."

Arnav said and exited the room. On the way back, he felt a cool breeze hit his face. Suddenly his heartbeats increased. He kept in hand above his heart to calm the raging heart.

"Calm down. I am fine. It's ok. Everything will be ok." He shrugged the thoughts naming it as nervousness.

Once normal, he headed back to his family. He sat with them and got indulged in his mobile.

"Where is Aman?" Anjali nugged him.

"In the green room with some girl." A sly smirk playing on his lips.

"What!!!" Anjali whisper yelled.

"What happened?" Ratna asked seeing her daughter's almost pale face.

"Um... Nothing ma." She faked a smile.

"Yes. He was on his knees and doing something with her dress. I asked him to come but he refused my presence." He whispered only audible to her. He was enjoying and a sly smirk still tact on his lips.

"Let him come back. He isn't going back home in a single piece today." Anjali said clenching her teeth and fist.

After a minute or so, Aman came back. He had a full blown victory smile on his face which Anjali missed.

"Hello everyone!"

"Hello beta." Ratna greeted.

Aman went and sat beside Anjali. He held her hand placed in her lap and squeezed it softly.

Picking up, he kissed her knuckles.

"You look beautiful." He whispered admiring her. Anjali gave a tight smile to him. Aman frowned but then shrugged at her behaviour.

Anjali removed her hand from his hold rudely.

There, Arnav was watching the show from his side eyes and laughing inwardly. He always enjoyed pissing them off. He waited to see Anjali scolding him but he knew it won't happen, atleast not here.

"Good morning ladies and gentlemen. We greet and thank you all for warming us with your presence. I would first like like to introduce you all to the chief guest of the night, Mr Dev Bakshi and his wife Mrs. Bakshi. The biggest and renowned face of the era. He has not only changed the outlook of the world but changed the mentality of the people to extent. Indians, known for the culture and diversity have happily accepted the new fashion. Though initially alott of criticism had to be faced by him, but he stood determined and with the support of his wife and family, he today has renamed the fashion in India.

So in order to honour the wise man, all the fashion brands have collaborated here and are going to display there winter collection among us today. Through this, many fashion houses are going to get a golden chance to explore themselves in the international market as well.

So I would rest my speech giving you people to start with the show. So the first fashion house to display the collection is.... 'BRD'. " The host announced and made her way back stage.

All the 7 fashion houses heads with their families were seated around the ramp encircling it.

"Aman, when is our number?" Arnav asked eyeing the stage where the models started displaying. He wiped his sweaty hand against his trousers.

"Its 4th." He said showing him a entry and permit slip.

"Alright." He said and relaxed in his seat closing his eyes.

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