Dedicated to SvShri

"The 'supreme' idea is that, let's look in each other's soul from the corner of our eyes and create a battle between silence and the heartbeats."~~Samaira 1998.
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Park jong suk's Pov

I reached on the terrace and saw David. He was lying on the floor.

"David..." I yelled. He got up and looked at me. He was injured and sobbing badly.

"Noona ( big sister)......" He said in between his sobs.

I hugged him quickly. Gosh, nothing should happened to him.

"Noona ( big sister )...." he said again. Who is he talking about?

"David.....i am here ....calm down my boy....you are safe now." I said and wiped his tears. But he nodded in negative.

"They took noona (big sister) with them." He said in his groggy voice.

'Noona, who is she?' I thought.

"Sir, the cctv footage ....you need to see it." My manager said and i nodded. David hold my jacket tightly when i picked him in my arms.

"Noona....save her." He muttered.

A note fell down from the pocket of his shirt when i picked him up. A picture too fell near next to the note.

I asked my manager to pick up both. My eyes widened seeing the picture. The picture was of a girl who was around my age. My eyes shifted at the note.

Beautiful. Isn't she?:-).

I cringed after reading those words on note and a smiley on it.

I looked at the picture again. She is beautiful. Her eyes were closed and the picture was clicked of her inside the chopper. Her head was having red patches and a cut. I looked more and unknowingly my fists balled on seeing the blood and finger marks on her cheeks. I realised later that the note got crumbled in my fists because of my anger.

I went in the hotel room where she checked in the morning.

"Sir ...Vidya Iyer...Indian citizen ...and a tourist here." My manager said. On my order, he took out the details about her.

"Vidya. Vidya." My mind is yelling her name, only. Why her name is sounding so familiar? It's like i heard this name somewhere. Not only once i have heard but even it was like i have spoken her name many times too.

My phone vibrated in my pocket. I picked up the call. It was of my sister's.

"Hamoni ( grandmother) ....she wants to talk to you."

After an hour.....

"You are here." My Grandmother said.
"Yeah ..." i replied.

She saw the picture of 'her' in my hand. She took it from me.

"Hamoni ( grandmother)..." I only started to tell her what happened with David but i stopped on seeing her shocking expressions after seeing the picture. She smiled little after a minute rubbing her wrinkled thumb over the picture.

"So....you met her?." She asked me.

"What?" I asked her a question in my reply. I was all baffled, now.

"I have to show .....um...and tell you something too." Saying that, she held my hand and dragged me with her in the house.

I sighed on seeing the store room. God, i wasn't in the mood to explore the storeroom.

When we reached there, she opened the curtains and then she hurriedly picked up the old dirty, torned cover sheets from the paintings that were kept there.

"Hamoni ( grandmother) ....what is this?" I asked her, but i felt my eyes popping out almost from tiny eye sockets after seeing the thing, which almost stopped my heartbeats.

There were paintings of a girl. They were not that good because they were very old and from their looks it was like that they were made many centuries ago.

But the thing which was crushing the nerves of my brain was that all were the paintings of Vidya.

"Hamoni (grandmother)....how come she in the paintings here? Why her paintings are her? Do you know her? " I asked her.

"The one who painted them .....is the one who is standing infront of me." She said in a very calm tone.

Me. What? When did i ? How come me? Why? I blurted out all the questions quickly. Before i could react more like an abnormal man, my grandmother broke her silence.

"300 years ago ......our ancestors visited many counties. Few settled there, few came back and few came back after getting married with their respective partners of different origin. At that time, the tribal king of the our tribe were not having any problem with these relations. After few years , our one of our 'ancestor' visited India and married one girl there. He came back korea with his beautiful, innocent chaste wife. But at that time the old king was dead and his son was the king . King son's thinking was not same as his father's. He used to think that these kind of relations were polluting our own pure blood. Our very own pure genes. He used to think that the kids from these kinds of relations were having impure blood running in them. So he started executing that couple. Our 'ancestor' whose wife was Indian and that king fought. A massive battle occured between them in which that king lost the battle. But the king didn't give up and one night...." Hamoni (grandmother) sat on one chair to take a breath after telling me about our 'special' ancestor.

"One night.....what happened on that night?" I asked her, curiously.

"One night that king added poison in the food of our 'ancestor'. But that food was mistakenly eaten by his wife. She died in the arms of him. Seeing his wife dead, he lost his state of mind and ate that food too. The king thought he won the battle but before dying the man left one note that he will come back to take revenge from him." She told me further. Suddenly, my temper sky-rocketed thinking about that douchebag. He killed that poor lovers.

But what is the connection between the paintings and me from this story.

"Hamoni ( grandmother )....why are you telling me this now and how it is connected to these paintings?" I asked her. She sighed again and got up by putting the pressure on her knees.

"The couple who died were you and the one whom you painted." She said making me speechless.

After an hour....

My head was bursting after hearing my granny's words. I took a shower hurriedly and now i was only thinking about to how to save that girl. Vidya.

As soon as i opened my closet to took out some clothes, my phone vibrated.

It was a video message on my phone and when i opened it, the blood running inside me got frozen.

The got started with a chopper landing on some helipad. A man dressed in black suit came forward and opened the door of the one side of the chopper.

My eyes first saw the brown shoes of the man who stepped out of the helicopter. It didn't took me a second to identify that whom those 'antique' shoes belongs.

"Jo Hyung Suk.." i balled my fist in anger. I saw him moving towards other side of the chopper. He opened the door and took out someone, picking that person in his arms.

A delicate hand was hung in the air and as soon as he moved forward, i was shocked to see the person in his arms. The person was none other than my Vidya.

He was carrying Vidya in his arms. Her head was resting on his left shoulder. It was clear that she was still unconscious. Few band-aids were on her hand and head.

My blood instantly boiled seeing hyung suk smirking. The video ended but before that he winked in the video, pulling Vidya more closer towards himself.

"Son of a b**ch" I yelled and knock down the vase with my hand.

Only one thought was running in my mind. What he is planning to do with her. It was due to situation or anything else that i suddenly remember one thing that my mother used to say "Beauty tempts more thieves than gold." The famous line of the Shakespeare.

No doubt, Vidya is a beautiful girl. Any man will do anything to come close to her. I was really worried. I know hyung suk. If she will not listen to him, he can hurt her too.

I pulled my hair. I was really going insane. I need to pull myself up. I need to gather my strength. I have to save her. After knowing what she did for my family. ....or me.

Vidya's Pov

I felt a little pain in my head when i opened my eyes. My back ached little and i pressed myself more on the soft,comfy king-size bed. Slowly, i looked at my surroundings. It wasn't familiar at all. As afar as i remember, i was on the terrace of the hotel not in some bedroom.

"Oh god. Where am i?" I looked the black and white walls of the room.

Soon, i rememeber the 'drugging me part' and everything that happened with me in within twenty four hours.

"David!!" i muttered and rushed towards the door of the room. Taking fast steps, i rushed towards the stair.
"David!!" i screamed his name while running downstairs.

My jaw dropped seeing the huge hall.

The moment i come down, my whole body jolted on seeing someone, standing right infront of me.

"You!!!" i shouted. My temper lost on seeing the one who kidnapped me. He was dressed in his white suit and was cooking breakfast in the kitchen.

"Where is David? What did you do with him?" I asked him or better i yelled at him.

"Good morning Yeobo!! Oh gosh, isn't the sun shining bright more today or i am feeling my day is getting bright because of you." He said with a smile on his face. I swear, this man will die from my hands.

Without shifting his intense gaze on me, he switched on something with the remote in his hand. I turned when i hear the sound from my left side. He switched on the television of the hall.

A news channel was opened. As the News was in korean, the english subtitles were running on the screen.

"Mr Park jong suk has confirmed the news that he got his nephew back yesterday , who was abducted by someone, a week ago. The child had minor injuries and he is completely safe, now. Mr Park Jong Suk and the Seoul police are trying hard to catch the kidnapper. " I sighed after reading those words on screen.

"I think, you got your answer." He said switching off the tv.

"Then! why are you after me? We don't know each other. What you will get from me. Don't you think it will be good for you to let me go." I said sarcastically.

He laughed like a maniac and he inhaled deeply.

"Who said we don't know each other? You are standing infront of me, looking outstandingly beautiful, forcing my heart to beat spectacularly faster, creating desires and a spark in all cells of my body. Isn't that enough for me to know you, because you are a woman towards whom i got severely attracted in a moment and the monster inside me is only wanted to conquest the heart of the most beautiful girl that is obviously you, my queen who is teasing my nerves and playing with my stubborn mind. "

It will be a lie if i say that what he said didn't sounded good. But the words were coming out of the mouth of that person who is a monster in human disguise. A complete jerk.

"I am warning you! Better let me go or else get ready to bear the consequences." I warned him, maintaining same stoic expressions on my face, hiding the fear inside me.

The smirk was vanished from his face. He picked the remote and switched on the tv again.

"Are you trying to say that he will come to save you?" He asked with a malicious smile on his face, pointing towards the television.

I was completely baffled now. Is someone will be landing here to save me? I looked at the screen and saw a guy, who was around my age, giving some answers to the questions of the reporters.

My eyes were glued on the screen like that they were trying to memorise each and every features of his face. A perfect jawline, rossy red lips and attractive eyes. Is he a human or an alien? I thought.

"Mr Park jong suk.Do you have any idea who did this to you?" The reporter asked him in his native language.

He smiled in unusual way. A smile which was showing his anger."I will soon find him and will finish him too. Now, not a single person will be harmed by him." He said sternly looking straight in the camera. I don't know why i felt so relieved. I don't know why i thought for a moment that he said this for me.

"Jong Suk! only know how to threaten innocent people." My kidnapper chuckled. Why my kidnapper said that park jong suk will come and save me? My reverie broke after hearing his words. "One week he has. I challenged him to come and help the girl who helped his nephew or else i will be probably getting married, next week. " He said winking at me. My eyes widened.

Is he planning to marry me? No! Not even in his dreams, i am letting him marry me. I hold my head. It was spinning again. I have to make a plan to escape from him.

My gaze fell on one magazine which was on the table.

"So, his name is Jo Hyung Suk." I muttered.

"Breakfast." He said while putting plates on the table.

"I. am. not. eating. anything. made. by. you." I gave a stern eply.

"Well, you have reasons to do that but princess, the main thing we need to survive is one delicious thing that rules on the 'monster' that is our very very own hunger." He kept the plate and smirked.

I wanted to smash his face and make him complete toothless. "You talk a lot Mr Loser Loon head! " I said and smirked at my own 'witty' and quick reply.

"We will know soon princess who is loser, me or the prince that you are waiting for to come and save you from my purgatory. Try me this time, i will decorate my castle from his filthy Ashes." The smile fainted from my face. His words shook that little hope in the air that i was inhaling, but still my heart wasn't ready to give up that soon.

He pulled one chair and looked at me.
"You want me to force my love on you? Am i right? jagiya." He said cheekily, trying to act all sweet. I wasn't a fool who can't sense that how much angry he was.

Better, i should listen to him, if i have to save myself from him. And who is the Prince is he talking about? Park jong suk? Why he will come and save me? I thought again. He already have his nephew back.

Sighing, I moved towards the table. I remember David's face while picking up the spoon from the plate. I was relieved that he was safe now.

"You cooked vegetarian food for me?" I asked hyung Suk all astonished. He looked up. I felt awkard as for the first time i was looking straight in his black eyes.

"I can treat you better than anyone can." He said and stared me for good ten seconds.

Gosh, what a psycho. Vidya, you need to think more fast.

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The hero- Park Jong Suk ( playing by Lee Jong Suk )

The Villain - Jo Hyung Suk ( playing by Jo Jong Suk )

The girl - Vidya ( Playing by our very own wattpadd writer Svshri)

*don't get confused*

This story is totally indo-korean based story. Images are not mine. They may be subject to copyright.

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Ignore my mistakes and errors pls.

As we are enjoying the Birthday week of my friend Sv shri. Try to stay postive and spread happiness.