#3 Ashlok Dark FF - My Ransacked Heart/UPDATED/ Chapter 38 /(Pg-135) - Page 40

Aastha realizes that Ramukaka is Shok's man.

Poor Aastha now its her turn to suffer for the sin of being Avdhoot's daughter..😭

Chapter 30

Here Be Dragons

Welcome to my fairytales

Where you see the burning flesh

The true beliefs within our society

This is where the Gods never crept

Down to the cryptic mile

Where the tombs of heavens and hells war unfolds

Look through the coffins to see the faces

Deformed and twisted as alive but in death

You could turn to run

But by the end you'll push forward

Because your interest is stronger than your fear

Welcome to my fairytales

Where Snow White has died in her sleep

Love doesn't conquer all

And evil sometimes come through

The forests are never green but dark

While the enchanted fairies has been replaced

By the evil sprites that tear up your face

Welcome to my fairy tales

The dead are tortured here

Demons cry while devils mourn

The truth is finally revealed

At every moment of our lives ~ we all have one foot in a fairy tale and the other in the abyss ~

Death couldn't be more silent than this dark room, it couldn't be more gruesome than this gloomy surrounding and it couldn't be more painful, as if someone was stripping her flesh from her bones while she remained alive, screaming for it to be over...

Doesn't the pain kill? Doesn't the ache ever end? How much a human body could endure and still not die?

Because pain isn't just the feeling, it's the sedative that keeps your body alive while everything inside is bleeding and tearing down, your guts leaking away, leaving behind a hollowed shell, too much raw, too much numb to feel more pain...

Pain doesn't kill it sedates you, then you don't feel anything anymore...

Just a feeling of endless numbness, from sedation...

What you cannot feel anymore, you enjoy watching people feel it. When you become too numb with the sedation of pain, you enjoy watching that feeling of pain in others...

And that's when you become a sadist. A masochist feels the pain, but the sadist had gone through that pain, and feels nothing anymore...

But she could still feel the agony, she hadn't gone numb in his grasp, as the pain emanating from her body told her...

Someone was screaming and pleading, who maybe her, maybe someone else, her mind couldn't understand, than a cold touch feathered across her shoulders making her feel that she was still alive. How surprising as cold doesn't make you feel alive...

"I did nothing to you and your family, I am seeing you for the first time in my life, why would I lie infront of my daughter", Avdhoot's sobbing voice echoed inside her ears, feeling as if it was coming out of a dark tunnel.

"See princess that's how much your father loves you", he whispered sarcastically in her ear, and began drawing her diamante straps down her shoulders. Astha wasn't struggling anymore, her body was beginning to tremble and varying emotions like shock and shame had started tearing at her insides...

"No don't, please don't do this to my daughter, she is innocent in all this", Avdhoot hiccupped. "Is she still?", Shlok gave a crude laugh, his breath whispering in her hair and his lips touching her throbbing temple. She was shaking so much in his arms that her teeth were beginning to chatter.

Avdhoot squeezed his eyes with pain, when he had seen the first glimpse of her wearing expensive dress and jewellery he had understood that what had been done to his daughter. A man always knows, can always guess...

She looked the same but still wasn't the same. Everything about her screamed out that she was another man's possession now! His stamp of possession could be seen clearly on her face, her knowing eyes, her body, her posture and her swollen lips...

"Don't do this to her, kill me but don't hurt her", Avdhoot opened his pain glazed eyes to beg from the man infront of him, but his ruthless face showed no sign of softening...

"Same words, same pleading, but the situation has changed hasn't it Avdhoot, now it's your daughter here", Shlok said bitterly. "And the child is no longer there", he thumped at his chest, pointing his finger towards his heart.

"I don't know! I really don't know what are you saying, please don't hurt my daughter", he shouted hysterically, his breath rasping painfully in his throat.

"So you won't accept, okay then don't say I didn't warn you", Shlok heaved a sigh and began dragging Astha to the floor. She wasn't trembling anymore now, infact her frozen mind was too numb now to even feel the pain, that his words were inflicting on her.

"Okay okay, I accept , I accept, just don't do this to my daughter", Avdhoot cried out in a hollowed voice, his head falling back on his neck with defeat.

A tiny moan left her throat at her father's admission. "What do you accept Avdhoot?", Shlok's hands had halted, but still he hadn't release her.

"I accept that I killed your whole family", He bit out through a painfully clenched jaw. Astha's numb mind jerked back to life, she lifted her shocked and widened eyes to stare at her father's defeated and pale face. "N...nn.no..no Dad, Please don't say that", she stammered, tears were beginning to well in her eyes.

"It's the truth princess, he is not just a simple businessman, his construction factory is a cover for his underworld activities, he is a gangster, just like me", Shlok laughed sarcastically...

Astha felt as if the room temperature had fallen below zero, it was so cold outside, no maybe it was inside her, feezing her skin to death, shrinking her veins, so she could feel the dull thud of her heart echoing in her ears and could feel the sound of her own breathing wheezing out of her lungs...

"N..nn.no you b*****d you are lying through your teeth, my dad, is not a gangster and he didn't kill anybody", she shrieked at him, high color was beginning to show on her cheeks and tears were falling heedlessly on her cheeks now...

"Why don't you ask your saintly daddy?", he threw her a smile full of malice, his malevolent expression showed that he was enjoying their confusion and pain. "Daddy please tell him, that it's not the truth, please daddy", she pleaded tearfully with a hiccupping Avdhoot, whose body was already shaking with tearing pain and consuming shame..

"Yes daddy, please tell na", he mimicked Astha. But she ignored his dark mocking laughter and dragged herself on her feet, moving towards Avdhoot's chair. Shlok had sat on a chair lying nearby and was watching the spectacle unfolding before his eyes, like some spectator watching a particularly interesting theatrical show, his one leg placed over the other, in a casual pose and his hand placed beneath his chin, one finger tapping at his temple...

"Daddy please do tell me, that it's not right", she shook his shoulders, but he still didn't lift his head. "Daddy For God's sake you are killing me with your silence", her tormented voice came tearing out of her throat, and she was felt as if someone was cruelly squeezing her heart in a fist.

"Daddy please I am dying from your silence, please do tell me", she again shook him, but he remained in the same pose, sobbing harder now, his shoulders hunched in defeat. "Daddy please, I beg you please only one time say it, that he is not right about you, just once daddy", she cried in an agonized voice.

"He is right Asthu", Avdhoot's agonized confession crashed inside her, shattering her heart to a million pieces. "I did kill all of his family, and I am a gangster", he continued tiredly, his voice laced with bitter defeat.

His voice had the finality of a death knell. It was the voice of a dying person and dying people don't ever lie. But she was still clinging to her belief with the end of her fingers and didn't want it to let go of it, otherwise she knew she would fall so deep in the chasm that she won't be able to ever surface again...

"No, I don't believe this", she gripped her shaking hands, so tightly that they become numb. "I know you are lying under his influence", she said in a shrilly voice, lifting a pointing finger towards Shlok, which shook badly. "I know my daddy is not like that, he can't ever hurt anyone", she wheezed hysterically, her teeth gritting with an internal pain, which was twisting and tearing at her insides...

"Accept it princess, your saintly daddy has already accepted his sin" Shlok's voice came out from behind her, she whilred like a raging volcano and with a battle cry pounced on him, her nails drawn into claws.

"Shut up you b****d, leave my father alone", She screamed at him, trying to claw his face, her fathers warning no Asthu don't went unheeded by her.

He caught her wrists in his arms, without having to get up from the chair, which showed his strength. Astha knew that her all efforts were puny compared to his great masculine strength but she still wanted to fight with him with all that she had still left inside her, still wanted to defend her father, when her mind had accepted his truth, still wanted to fight with her heart that knew that didn't want to let go of her belief on her father...

"Wasted effort kitten, why do you always attack me like that when you know how much easily I can overpower you ", he smirked cruelly, twisting her arms behind her. She turned away from him, trying to wrench her arms from his merciless grip. "Leave her alone, I've even confessed that I've killed your family", Avdhoot's desperate voice came out from behind her.

"You didn't confess, you are acting as if I've made you confess by force", Shlok's voice came out like a whiplash. "Eh! Still the manipulator Avdhoot, still trying to play the innocent", Shlok clicked disapprovingly with his tongue and dragged a confuse Astha on his lap. She gave a shocked squeak and Avdhoot moaned desperately in his throat...

"Okay let me tell you a story princess, but Shhh! Don't say a word to anyone about it Hmm! Only for your and dear saintly daddy's ears", he gave an evil chuckle. Avdhoot cracked lips opened a little, and a feeble moan came out of them...

"Leave me, I don't want to hear anything", she struggled to get up from his lap, but he tightened his arms warningly around her. "Don't you want to listen to the story princess, it will have a prince charming too", he said with a hint of dark humor underlying his words...

"No I don't want to listen to anything you might say, just leave my father alone, I beg you", she sobbed, straining in his arms, trying to kick his shins, but he captured her legs, between his thighs, like the moth she had once caught in her fist...

Destroying every last ray of her hope, every last traces of her pride...

"Sit still princess, otherwise I would kill your father right away, and then I would have to tell my story to a dead man, and I think I won't like that", he whispered caressingly in her ear, but the underlying threat of his words made her go body go slack in his tightening grip...

"Daddy's good girl", he moved her curls behind her ear and kissed her temple. A Strangled moan came out of Avdhoot's throat but he had no energy left to protest. He closed his eyes and threw his head backwards over the headrest, blocking them out of his eyes, his breath rasping harshly in his throat...

"So where to start? Let me think! Hmm!", he said thoughtfully. "Once there was a boy who lived happily with his family in a castle, there home was small but still it was a castle for all of them. His father was a simple fruit vendor, honest, courageous and knew how to fight the evils of the world", his voice became bitter on the last words. Astha had gone silent, she hadn't wanted to listen to him, but his words were like strong magnets attracting her towards him.

"He had a beautiful and caring elder sister and a loving mother, who would cook wonderful food for all of them. They were happy until one day a prince charming arrived in their lives, and made them happier", he gave a bitter laugh. Astha sucked in a breath, as she felt him stroke the back of her hand with a long finger.

"The prince had come with a proposal of marriage for the sister, he had been stalking her all the way from her college to her home, for many months. Her sister was frightened, although there was no reason for her to feel afraid, right princess. She should have been humbled that the prince was giving her his attention", he continued feathering his fingers over Astha's arms.

He was confusing her, manipulating her yet it felt that his twisted fairytale had some deep meaning behind it, just like an obscuring cloud hiding the sun behind it...

"The father rejected the prince's proposal because he felt that his daughter was plain simple and the prince was very handsome and rich beyond their dreams", he paused to take a breath. "He told the prince that he was very innocent and charming and that his daughter was an evil witch that would make the prince's life hell, and he couldn't let that happen to an innocent man, could he", he asked caressing her shoulder...

"Just like you are making my life hell, right princess", he snickered darkly in her ear and placed his chin in the hollow of her shoulder...

Avdhoot was silently crying now, every last traces of fight and struggle completely wiped out from his body, his head bent on his neck, which shook with occasional hiccups.

"What did the prince do then?", she didn't want to speak but curiosity made her blurt it out. "Curious kitten", he purred, tugging at the strand of her hair.

Astha tightened her lips, she didn't know what to say and what to believe anymore, his behavior, his words were making her confused and crazy out of her mind...

"The prince was so sad that he threatened to kidnap the princess", his words were twisted with dark humor, but the bitterness and pain were leaking out of them, like the blood seeping through a wound that never truly healed...

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