⚠️Warning: This part may contain sexually offensive terms and scenes. Readers are advised to read with patience.

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Continued from the previous part...

Oh! I'm sorry sir... I didn't know this room belongs to you... I'm... I'm leaving immediately sir..." she reiterated in anxiety and took her slightly wet dupatta and wrapped it around her body. To her satisfaction she had already changed the top and trousers.

"Nope. Don't leave. You're not at a wrong place. You're at the right place and also at the right time," said Bhushan unbuttoning his shirt..

Nuska stood there dumbfounded after hearing what Bhushan had told her. Fear and shock was evident over her face seeing Bhushan in that state. She was paralyzed on the spot registering his words into her brain.

Bhushan without thinking the next second removed his shirt and threw it away walking towards Nuska who was standing frozen at her place, tightly wrapping her dupatta around her delicate body and her large eyes were widened even more.

It was his coming very much closer to her that gave her cognizance to drift backwards, still she was unable to believe the present situation was for real. She stopped meeting her dead end before the wall and was gazing at Bhushan as if hypnotized, with smoke of fear and loathing.

"Let me explore your hidden beauty...." he chuckled touching her face with his fingers and that's when Nuska came back to conscious. She pushed his hands away and tried to run away but luck was not on her side, Bhushan who was way more stronger than her took hold of her hand and smirked triumphantly.

"Don't run away, Beautiful. Let me spend some time with you and then you leave" said Bhushan gazing at her lustfully. She cringed at his words and tried to remove his huge hands from her small ones but it was of no use.

Nuska, who was shaking, exercising torrential struggles to get freed from Bhushan's claws, looked pitiable in front of him who was enjoying her futile efforts on him and he stood like a concrete wall giving out a villainous laughter.

He harshly pushed her over the bed and shouted, "Don't try to escape baby or else you will have to face the worse consequences."

"Sir.... leave me... I want to go," Nuska stammered, her heart pounding so loudly that she could hear without any difficulty. Without her consent, tears started pouring out of her eyes.

He smirked sending shivers through her body and just like that all her past memories came rushing back to her.

She stood their frozen.

He too smirked at me, her mind said.

Is he going to do the same thing to me?

"Oh my my, your lips! I could kiss them all night. Would you allow me to?" he winked walking with imbalance due to all the drinking he had down there near the pool.

Indeed, Venus's plan was working like magic!

Nuska slowly moved behind until she hit the headboard.

No! I don't want to see HIM again.

"Caught you!" said Bhushan trapping her in between the confinement of his hands. Her eyes widened in terror as he came closer to her face and she could clearly smell the exhale garnished with alcoholic drink in his breath. She felt nauseous but nevertheless didn't move because if she did, their lips would meet.

Bhushan bit his lower lip and pulled her dupatta away from her that made her scream, crying her heart out.

"Is there anybody? Please help me! Please!" she went on crying.

"No baby, there's nobody. Just you and me," he winked.

Oh Allah, ya mu-izz, the one who bestows honour! Please save my honour! Her heart prayed gathering the fragments of hope.

"No... please sir... leave me," she begged but Bhushan was not himself now. All he wanted was to feel her body.

"Why not! Indian beauty! But after some exercise, okay?"

"No sir please," she tried to push his hands crying but he pulled her closer to him.

"You like to show your bosom to that Zaid, then why can't you do the same with me. Didn't he bring you here for fun?" Bhushan barked at her face while gripping her hair tightly.

"No", she whimpered, her face pale from hearing those words. "Sir... I came here for a job", She cried trying to remove his hand from her hair.

She felt disgusted and weak.
She couldn't run.
No one came to save her this time.
She cried at her cruel fate.

"Liar. Then what is this?" He showed the picture which Venus had shown him few hours back.

"I don't know sir.... leave me.... I want to go" she cried and harshly pushed his hands away and this brought out the beast in him.

He pushed her down and climbed on top of her. Fear washed over her, raising the hair on the back of her neck. She couldn't scream, it was as if her throat died. Fear sucked all the breath from her. She stood there yet again paralyzed not understanding what to do.

No this can't happen!
HE is here again!

He kissed her neck harshly which brought her back to reality. She pushed him with all the little energy she had in her but all her efforts went in vain , he was too strong for her.

Her heart was pounding loudly in her chest as he looked at her with rage in his eyes. He then held both her hands and pressed his nail into her soft hands. She screamed with pain.

It was too much for her.

Her body started trembling with fear and pain.

HE caused pain just like this, she was reliving her past memories again after years.

Her head ached with pain. She was having Panic attack after years.

Bhushan tried to tear off her dress but unconsciously she pushed his hand and only a part of her sleeves tore off exposing her beautiful, fair skin.

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Zaid's room

"Nuska," Zaid murmured softly and rested his head under his arms, laying on the bed.

"Umm... Nuski," he squealed in joy pondering on her name.

"Nope... Nuska's and Zaid's combination should be... hmm... umm... amm... yeah! NuZa!" he exclaimed triumphantly with an ear to ear smile but his smile shrank soon, "umm... tsk tsk... no, I've to design a pet name for her."

He then attached the pillow to his chest and coiled his body around it like a toddler.

I wish I can get you everything you've desired for. I just try to imagine me fulfilling your even trifle demands, Zaid chuckled and continued.

But, fulfilling your trifles too demands another factor into the picture, your proximity, your being close to me, isn't it?

He laughed gently.

And Nuska, what's best and strongest form of proximity? A bond, uniqueness of which drives into a world of vivid passions where reigns none but... Love.

I accept and I accept it freely without any external pressure... I'm in love with Nuska... I'm falling deep in love with you... Never leave me, he packed his eyes and warm tears made their ways over his bushy cheeks.

He wiped his tears sitting straight on the bed when his eyes fell on his cellphone and he couldn't resist picking it up and looking into her pictures that he had saved in a private file.

Surfing through the contact list he found her phone number and faking dialing her number he closed his eyes and synced his lips, "hullo, Nuska? Can we meet?"

His heart exceeded its pumping speed and he let a sigh go, "phew, I still need tons of practice."

He assembled his gadgets on the table when his phone started ringing crazily. He looked at the screen to find Bhushan's number and he immediately picked it up.

Before he could begin anything a loud shrill of Nuska's voice was heard, "Leave me sir! Please for God's sake leave me!"

Zaid could as if rip everything apart witnessing such a menace. He was unable to draw a proper response from the other side and with his trembling hands he attached the phone to his mouth repeatedly asking, "Where are you Nuska! What has happened? Give me any clue. Nuska, respond to me! Please, my love, respond to me!" Tears gushed through his eyes but with his jaws clenched, he recalled her spot by connecting things remembered from their last meeting.

She must be with Bhushan right now for getting her formalities done, and Bhushan must be in... urgh! He frowned.

He was in a casual shirt and with nothing, no keys or anything with him, running like a horse to save his damsel in distress.

Rushing into the pool section he rushed into the guard's cabin.

"Where is Bhushan?", he roared loudly.

"Ssir... what happened sir?"

"Say what I'm asking! Where is he... or you tell me have you seen a girl who is a new employee and wears salwar-kameez and dupatta?"

"I don't know whereabouts of Bhushan sir but I know about that young lady. She's New Sarkar's wing, Room no. 404."

Zaid without waiting for a second vanished from the cabin and left the guard scratching his head in perplexity.

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Master key was something Zaid firstly grabbed from the reception without being protested by anyone.

Nuska's tearful eyes was dancing before his eyes and without waiting for the lift to get opened he ran over the stairs with tremendous energy.

Galloping through the corridor he gave himself a halt and rested his hands on a door over which "404" was written.

The door flung open with Zaid stumbling into a messy room where sobs of a woman could be heard.

The mirror was broken into thousand pieces so was the heart of Zaid as he spotted Nuska's velvet dupatta coming under his shoes when he took his steps inside.

He picked it up and tried to switch on the other light appliances as the flash bulb of the room was flickering horribly.

As soon as the light was switched on Bhushan's dead body was displayed before his very eyes, with Nuska sitting coiled in a corner and burying her face over her knees.

As if a thunderstorm had pierced his heart, the way he was horrified at the exposure before his eyes.

He was for a moment exhibiting disbelief with a slight smile thinking, I must've stepped into a wrong place.

He, still, couldn't retreat.

Nope, no... this man cannot be Bhushan and that girl cannot be Nuska!

No na! They cannot be them.

They cannot be them...

He fell on his knees regretting. Regretting everything he thought in his room a while ago. He felt ashamed, anger, remorse, pity, tensed, fear, ruined all at once. His emotions turned into a dagger and started stabbing his heart incessantly.

"Nooo..." his cry had a terrible roar that echoed into the room but it turned useless to wake Bhushan from his eternal slumber and even Nuska from her drastic shock.

None of the both responded to his crying as he laid his body in a prostrated posture and created a pool of tears on the floor when Ravi immediately entered into the room and closed the door with a bang as he followed Zaid seeing his madness from the CCTV footage in the monitoring department when Zaid rushed to search Nuska.

"Sir! Sir! Gain your consciousness, please... please... tell me what has happened here..." Ravi went numb and was trembling in horror.

"Maa... I lost her! I lost her! I didn't cry when I lost her... let me cry to death today..." Zaid managed to speak in between his hiccups wiping his swollen eyes that was flushed with salty brook of overwhelmed pain.

Ravi, seeing Zaid's condition, the next second, took out an asthma inhaler and thrusted its opening into Zaid's mouth pressing on its spray button.

"I pray sir, you'll be okay just try to breathe slowly, you'll be okay. We will deal with this situation together... sir..."

"Ravi, Nuska... help her... take me to her..."

"Sir, I'm doing... I'm doing... please at least let your asthma attack to calm down first."

Zaid, who was gasping, trembling and banging on his broad chest struggled to gain respiration and fell into Ravi's arms, said with tears in his eyes, "you never fail to bring it on time."

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