CHAPTER: 05

Helping hand.  

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The real face of the bitch will
only comes out at
the most deadliest situation. And once it is out, no one can stop the bitch!

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• S W A R A •

My head ached like a bitch. I opened my eyes lazily. I saw myself in a new place. The room was well-furnished one. The blue colour adorned the walls along with the whitish curtains. What the hell! Where am I? The place was so alien to me.

I saw my mobile lying next to me. I took it hurrying. After swiping the home screen, I tried to make a call. But there wasn't any network. Urg! Where the hell am I? In a desert? Or a forest? I bet, even Himalayas will have connecting network as the Airtel had enhanced their system wide.

I got up from the bed motioning myself to the closed door. My lips were paining along with the head. I smelled like a bitch. Did I got drunk to that extent? Before, going outside, I thought to peek at the mirror once. The mirror was located at the corner of the room. I walked into it.

F.U.C.K!

What am I wearing? I clearly remember that I wore a black shady gown. But now, I was in a leaf green shirt. What the hell.

Even a thrash will look more beautiful than me. I looked like a messy bitch! My hairs made a way to my face. My lips were swollen. But wait, it had bruises too. My neck had bite marks. The shoulder was all scratched up! What the hell!! What the bloody hell! Who had that audacity to do all these things to me? Or did I just slept with a person in my unconscious state? Did I just allow a stranger to take my virginity out? Did I?

All these years, I haven't allowed anyone to cross their limit. Yes, I wasn't any Saint. But, I know, where I should stop. I haven't allowed anyone to fuck me up! I have dated almost every handsome boys on my campus. But no one had dared to lay their hands on me without my God damn person. Then who the hell had that nerve to do it to me!?

At the second moment, with no second thought, I descended the stair. The house was so beautiful with a classy touch. The furnishings were all perfect.

You aren't here for a trip!

I saw a boy whistling and coming from dining. Wait? I know him! It's Akash. Did I slept with him? God!

"Hey, Swara. Glad that you are up." I got startled. Now, Akash was coming towards me.

"What am I doing here? Who's house is this? Also, what am I wearing? Who bought me here?" I fired questions. All I know was Akash was a good boy rather than his playboy friend. He can't just fuck me around.

"Relax, Swara. It's my mansion. I mean Singhania villa." He mumbled. He then forwarded me a glass of water. I gulped it in one go.

"My dress? What happened to me, yesterday?" I sat on the chair nearby. I was trying to control my heart rate. Now, even my mobile isn't with me. I need to act wisely.

"It's Sanskar, who bought you here." He left out and I tried not to faint! From the million people on Earth, I only got him to take my virginity out? Did I just lose it to a jerk? Did he played his bloody games with me too?

By seeing my uneasiness, Akash said, "Cool, Swara. Actually-" His words got interpreted by a yell.

"You got drunk like a bitch." I saw the playboy coming from outside. His hands were on the pocket. His lips crept into a smirk. Why? Why the hell?

"So what? It's my life, right? I will drink drink and dance. And that's none of your business." I shouted.

"And Rahul tried to force you. It's Sanskar who saved you." Akash sat on the sofa. I looked shocked and amused. What did I just heard? The playboy I know would never do something like that. Just like the way, we don't hate each other, we don't love each other too. It was a fact. Then why the hell, he acted like a knight in shining armour to me? And Rahul, you are done!

"Don't look at me like that. I just kept the promise given to my friend. And it's your carelessness!" The playboy pointed out. I got really pissed off.

"I don't care. You hear that, I don't just give a damn. It's my decision. I will drink, dance and sleep over around. You don't have to point out my mistakes." I yelled. Even after everything, I wasn't able to accept the fact that, actually the playboy save me.

"It's a waste of time talking to you. I'm off, Akash." The playboy rolled his eyes. Then, after hugging Akash, he went.

"Yesterday, Rahul came to us for helping him to court you. But we refused him instantly. And in the club, he took advantage of your state, forcing himself to you." Akash sighed seeing the playboy walking away.

"In the party, I have asked him to keep an eye on Rahul. And there he saw Rahul misbehaving with you. As you were drunk and unconscious, I suggested him to bring you here. Also, the dress you are wearing is off by sister, Neelam's. And it's my maid, who changed your dress." I won't leave him! I know, I did a mistake by leaving him from my clutches. Now, he is gonna see the worst inside me.

"I need to call the driver. But, there is no network here." I need to be alone for making my mind cool.

"Oh sorry, actually we have a jammer here. That's why you don't have a network. You can call from my mobile." He gave me his mobile. And that's when I realised he was good person.

He won't bite.

"Okay, thank-you " I can't thank the playboy as my ego wouldn't allow me to do so. But, I can't go without thanking him too. I informed Naira about my location. I bet, she will be cursing me around.

"I have offed the jammer. Are you hungry, by any chance?" I returned his phone.

"No, I'm good. My friend will be here at any moment." I smiled. He shook his head.

"Be comfortable here." I nodded at his statement.

"Can I use the washroom?" I asked without gulping my words off. It was really embarrassing.

"Yeah, umm...I forgot about it. If you are okay, you can wear Neelam's dress. I mean my sister's dress." He smiled.

"I'm okay with it. Actually, I can't go home like this. I'm stinking." I made faces. I was feeling homely. I don't know what made me speak openly to him.

"Alright. I will get you the dress." He went to the room. I sighed taking my phone from the table. Wow! It showed network connection. I saw hundreds of missed calls from Naira and one from Saina. But I was disappointed as there wasn't any call from Mom or Dad. Maybe they were busy.

"Here..." Akash gave me some clothes. I thanked him, descending the stairs for taking a bath.

After having the bath, I changed the dress into Neelam's. I think we have the same size. Her cloth fitted me perfectly. It was a white suit which lasted till my knees. I made sure about my look. My lips were better now. The dress helped me to cover down the bruises in the neck. I sighed.

I took my mobile and went downstairs. I saw Naira seated in sofa chatting with Akash. She was very angry.

"Swara..." Naira shouted my name. She ran into me.

"Slow down, Naira. I'm alright." I giggled. Akash smiled at us.

"It's good that you are alright. I'm gonna kick the ass of that hoe." Naira yelled. I left out a chuckle.

"It's not so funny. And yeah, thanks to the playboy. He didn't let anything happen with you." Akash looked at us amused. When did Naira became this talkative? Urg!

"Naira! Come, let's go." I held her hands. And there, madam realised the surroundings.

"Well...umm...thankyou. We are off." Naira stammered. Akash chuckled at her. And after thanking him for the one last time, we departed from there.

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We reached home. After bidding bye to me, Naira drove to her's. I smiled seeing my home. I felt relaxed.

"Mom..." I entered. I saw Mom and Dad talking to each other. They were having a heated conversation.

"I don't want you to interfere my decisions," Dad shouted. Mom rolled her eyes.

"Mom? Dad?" I called them, grabbing their attention to me.

"When did you come, Swara?" Dad got up from the chair washing his hands.

"Just now." I smiled.

"I'm going, Susy." Mom took her purse walking to me.

"Today we are having a party. I want you to attend it without any delay." Mom ordered. I nodded my head. Soon, she drove her car.

"You are not looking well, Ms Mehta. Please, have some rest." Susy greeted me and said. I shook my head.

"Where were you, Swara? Where did you stay till morning?" I saw Saina descending the stair

"None of your business," I yelled running to my room. I could feel her glare.

I jumped to the bed. I was so tired. I really need sleep. Urg! I need to return the dress to Akash. I got up from the bed to change the dress. I caressed the triangular shaped tattoos on my cleavage. Yes, I had tattoos on my body. But it wasn't done by me, but by my Mom. When I asked her about it, she said that it was made by her when I was born. The tattoos were a combination of two triangles. There were tangled together. Anyways, I loved it.

Suddenly, I remembered Mom and Dad. Mom didn't asked about my whereabouts. I thought that she will be very worried about me. Even Dad walked away without glancing at me. I sighed. They were having high pressure from business. Those Vaghelas were giving us a hard time.

That's when playboy came to my mind. Both of us know about our business rivalry. Then why did he saved me instead of clicking my pictures and uploading it in the social media? So, he too is afraid and scared of me, right? Well, that's funny!

I won't leave you, Rahul. I know, you would have started to run from me. But wherever you go, I will chase you to the hell. I will celebrate your destruction soon. And I know, what I should do for that.

I took my mobile, dailling the number of Samuel James, the CEO of Aquish Detective Agency.

"Hello, Samuel. I'm Swara Mehta. I hope, you remember me and our meetings." I smirked.

"Yes, Ms Mehta. What's the matter? How can I help you?" He asked me directly.

"I need every information about Rahul Singhania. I need to know whether he has any illegal business. Also, I need every detail of the girls he deals with. It may be of 2-3 years ago too. I need enough proof to make him behind the bars." I ordered.

"I need a week, Ms Mehta," Samuel said. I rolled my eyes.

"Okay, I can wait," I mumbled disconnecting the call.

Samuel James owns India's best detective agency. He is just 24 years old. But still, because of his intelligence and cleverness, within 3 years, his agency ranked best in India. My Dad was the one who helped him to launch the agency. We were in good terms. And he had every minor detail about every business families in India. He was a very trusted person. He had helped us in very sensitive situations. And now, he is going to help me alone.

Rahul Singhania, let's play a game. Poor Akash need to suffer the aftermath too. But I don't have any other way.

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