Kidnapped Lover Sukor part 14 pg 29 - Page 3

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nemo316

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Posted: 7 years ago

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Great update ! The challenge was fun. I liked how Suraj took care of Chakor, looking forward to the next update.

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vinlora

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Awesome update. ..loved it..interesting yaar...plz update next part soon. ..

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Posted: 7 years ago

#23

OMG every bit of this story is freaking beautiful. Do update the next part soon :)

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sonali mishra

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Posted: 7 years ago

#24

Interesting update👏

Chakor will be the first person who is happy to stay at kidnapper's place😆

Loved how suraj behves with chakor😆

Waiting for next

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Thank you sooo much once again guys for the welcoming and loving responses

@maithu i know no talking condition can be really bad, i have had one which din't last for more than 15 mins because i take jokes literally 😆

@the others am soo sorry for not being able to give individual responses i use up the time to write the update but know that it's dedicated to all of you since it's all inspired from your comments

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Chapter 3

She struggled to keep her feet on the ground but she felt happy for once, she was allotted the permision to stay' perhaps this is the fresh commencement' she thought happily looking all around the place which was going to be her house for next month

If you cut off the room they were previously in which was literally the Devil's Den, the rest of the house were praise worthy, it looked nothing like a gangster's house, it was cosy, spacious and looked close to match the term Mansion

"Oh Madam!!! You're suppose to be a maid not walking around the place as if you own it" Suraj announced , "Just start with a broom and start sweeping the mess you caused" He ordered before turning his back to her "I don't want anyone of you talking to her without my permission" he directed his loud to his gangmates

She limped towards the broom which laid behind a chair looking not soo appealing to her and moved towards the vase pieces, the laptop's pieces were already picked by someone, "apparently to be fixed back" She had no idea how

If there was something she wasn't friendly with it was cooking and cleaning, both of the works were learnt by imli, since she was always the homely one, the one who dreamt about marrying the perfect prince charming and handling her husband like the perfect housewife, Chakor was more a career orientated one, she always prefered to be sportive and geeky

But now if she was opting for a change perhaps cleaning would be a good beginning, telling so to herself she swept the floor making sure no other glass pieces remain behind

As for Suraj he ordered a background check for Chakor not too sure what was wrong about the girl, agreed they heard what did her sister tell her on the phone, but still doesn't explain why will she be soo resistant to stay at a gangster's place, this was completely illogical

After having done with the cleaning , she walked aimlessly around the house, wondering where will be her room, on her way she watched some of the men's eyes on her, it was far away from 'friendly' , she suddenly felt uncomfortable but then if she had to stay there for a month she'd have to get habituated with all those glares

"What's wrong with you Jagan????" Suraj yelled at his co-mate feeling his uninterest attitude towards him

"Suraj... i think you should see this!" He answered hesistantly, since a few minutes he stood on the balcony and watched Chakor walking around in her lehenga whose blouse was now torn from the back , few men ogling at her, he soo wanted to help somehow but he just couldn't go atleast not without suraj's permission

Taking a peek from the corner of his eyes , he could see exactly what caused the uncomfortable look on Jagan's face, he gulped as a part of her bare back showing sidelined by a peek of her white brassiere

"Just go and tell her to get in better clothes!" He said with a bore tone getting back to his work

"But suraj? How can i?? I...you know... have never..." Jagan tried to formulate a complete sentence without showing his nervousness about talking to a girl pointing her torn blouse exposing her skin to a bunch of men, heck his work consisting of killing people, he was one of the sharp shoote of suraj henceforth 'girl' term was something far from his dictionary

"Whatever!! Then just let her roam around like she is" He stood walking towards his room, showing himself distant from the complete scenario

She walked in a corridor admiring the walls, there were pictures of flowers and abstract images hanging on , but not a single sign of a family picture "strange people" She continued walking when she suddenly felt a grip pulling her in a room, before she could yell out help , the anynomous one talked , "shut up it's me"

Once the familiar tone hit her ears she felt herself relax, weird but true, she could feel safe in his grip and actually recognize his voice after having such little conversation with him

"what's wrong with you pulling me like this?????" She yelped at him and then widenned her eyes at a sudden realization..." NO WAY!!!!!!!" She announced out the blue confusing suraj

"There's no way am giving you my V-Card!!!!" She placed her hand on her chest blocking any view to her cleavage while taking small steps back leaving suraj again fuming with rage

"Are you dumb????" this girl was testing his patience, she already took him to be a psycho lover, now what was in her petty little brain?? 'a rapist'? din't she already realize he din't have to stoop low to have any chicks, he's a man with power and looks

"No i am not!!! I understand your ways!!!" She remained adamant on her stance , taking another step back

He couldn't fail to see her fear, something he was waiting for , no matter how much it irritated him to have her soo misunderstood but it could be fun if he played with it, smirking he approached closer to her as she continued taking her step back until she was blocked by a wall and soon by the arms of suraj as he pinned her

"I a...am not that kin..d" She stammered for the first time she confronted him, feeling all shivery all of a sudden

His brown eyes piercing her own , she tried to remain calm as he retained his smirk and lowered his face next to her ears breaking the eye lock

"what's your kind then??" he whispered huskily in her ears while rubbing the tip of his nose on her chubby cheeks, something which was completely by instinct, he din't have a typical type of girl, but he always went for size zero one's , those with high cheekbones, long skinny legs, perfect barbie waist , he din't know the feeling of having someone like chakor in his arms, she was all soft, she wasn't a size zero one, she had those plummy waist he could dig his fingers in, and her legs, he felt those while nursing her foot, he could do with entangling his own legs with her all night , 'dammit suraj' he cursed himself feeling excited over his trap over Chakor, he could feel himself getting on wild fantasies by just feeling her cheeks against his nose

"just stop it please!!!!" The last guy she was soo close was with Vivaan when she almost lost her first kiss to him, but freaked out at the last moment, but being with suraj in such a posture din't make her wanting to freak out, but it caused her heartbeat to palpitate, her cheeks warming against his nose's tip feeling hot blood rush to her fair ones driving them all red all towards this stranger who dealt with drugs blood and killing people... nooo...she din't want to end up as a toy, which she was sure suraj had a lot of

As he leant towards her, she closed her eyes tight pursing her lips , trying to anticipate what was next to come, 'was it the end of her V-days'...but something hit her face hard ..opening her eyes slowly expecting for the worst, she watched a smirking suraj standing a distance away from her, she looked down and found a yellow shirt and sweatpants, she looked at him with a quizzical expression 'when did he leave her?' she din't even feel anything

"i am sure you're dissappointed you din't earn any from me but you should know that you're too dull for my taste" He said hitting hard at her nerves

"What was that for????? and much to your displeasure i am not dissappointed if any i am relieve to be far away from your STDS" She retorted feeling her confidence rushing back

"Stay merry in your dreamy land, who am i to break it?!" He shrugged and continued, " change yourself and come downstairs, you'll cook for us, jungli billi turned into bheegi billi"

Never ever chakor wanted to kill someone as she wanted right now, the smirky face of suraj irritating her by flashing again and again in her mind , she picked the clothes and looked around the room she was in

A wardrobe, a kind sized bed, an old sofa stacked in a corner, two bed table, a grand table which were messy with papers and files and at last a mirror, walking towards it she looked at her reflection

God knows and she herself knew, she din't always look like this, outerly she pretending to be all cheerful, happy, blubby just like she used to be but inside she was broken, the sparkles which once were her identity were no where to be found in her eyes , she stripped her lehenga changing to the clothes she was given by suraj, adjusting the sweatpants and shirt to her size, she combed her hairs with her fingers trying to break the knots which she could already feel, once done she walked back downstairs looking for the kitchen as ordered by suraj

"What are you doing in Suraj's clothes???" Someone's amused voice stopped her

Turning behind she found one of the guy who kidnapped her, what was his name??? yes Jagan ?? Wait did he say Suraj's clothes????

"His clothes????" she asked again wondering if she heard right

"Yes, Suraj's clothes" He confirmed , "Yours were torn so he gave you his??? Damn He never shared his stuff with us" He realized all bummed up

"Torn????" She din't realize her clothes were torn

"Yeah!!! Erm...It was at the...well ...let's just say back!!" He said all flushed up then he remembered he wasn't supposed to be talking to her without suraj's permission "oh shit!"

"Back???What do you mean??? hey wait????" She shouted looking at him running away from her as if he saw a ghost but then " Suraj pulled me in that room because my dress was torn and he gave me clothes of his own" She could feel her heart flip at this realization and her lips twisting in a smile reminscing their previous encounter and realizing he was just playing with her, "He actually din't have any wrong intention" She looked around trying to locate the kitchen, now that was another challenge , trying to cook without knowing how to cook? Great!

Reaching in the kitchen she looked around searching for ingredients which will remind her any dish she saw her mother making perhaps she could re-do it , 'potato perhaps' she said to herself looking at a bunch of potato on the counter

For Suraj , he was still in a daze , he could still feel Chakor's skin against him when someone knocked at his doors

"come in"

"Hey chief i've got what you asked me for!" Adi entered with a laptop and file in his hands

"great so tell me about this danger!!" Suraj got back to his serious mode taking the file from adi's hands

"Well Chakor is an ex star-Athlette" Adi started causing suraj's eyebrows to rise, "Lets just say was"

"Was????"

"yes was , she started her athlet's career from school days where she would win every scholastic running competition, continuing with her teenagehood with adulthood competition"

He couldn't imagine the girl who stood against him was a running champion but then she left no doubt in his mind that she was strong, "why was then?? why did she leave?" suraj asked wanting adi to continue

"Let's just say She had a drink and drive accident in which two people died and she lost her all clear reputation, rumors has it she fed the officers a huge amount to close the case" Now that was shocking, wasn't she leaving a pure and innocent vibe then how could she be someone to get engage in a drink and drive accident killing two people and getting away from it soo easily, appearance could be deceptive was something which was not new for suraj but he thought he could now read people's real faces easily ,"bleh he thought wrong"

"what now???"

"She lastly managed to sign up in a competition but she failed badly at the last position eversince her career, reputation , fame everything went downhill"

Suraj opened the file looking at the newspaper cutout which showed a glimpse of the accident with title "Star athlete Chakor drunk causes two death, a young couple" , it was terrible, two cars clashed against each other , hard to believe Chakor survived from such an accident scatchless

She managed to serve the dish she made, "Mash potatoes was it ??? But she din't like the color since it was more inclined towards the brown part nothing like the mash potatoes she ever ate"

Suraj sat on the dinner table with Adi's information still rotating behind his brain, true he was no saint but atleast he never pretends to be, this girl was masking this soo innocent and pure, no wonder she found this place more appealing than running back to her house

"You never tried acting????" Suraj taunted looking at her dead in the face

"Acting??? do you find me soo beautiful?" She replied back sarcastically but there was something about his look which was suddenly scaring her

"no!! but pretensive" He stood from the table

"The last thing i ever pretended here was ever liking you " she was clueless about his sudden change of tone but then he did something worst, he removed his gun from his pocket , pulling out her hands and placing the gun in

"what the hell is wrong with you?????" She yelled out

"I was just thinking if you'd like to be recruited in my gang? I need a manipulative ,conniving ,female killer " He spatted keeping his calm , no wonder she was ever vivaan's girlfriend, she was totally more his type

"NO i don't need to stoop soo low, killing people might be your domaine not mine!!!" She yelled out , he was torturing her wits

"But killing people is not new to you since you already killed two earlier" He smirked as she froze, fear returned to her eyes, shivery lips, she looked all pale, this was the girl who once acted smart when his gun were pressed cold against her head

"i...never..." As his words rang in her ears, her heartbeat increased, her breath went haywaye, a flash of car accident invaded her mind with all the yelling voices "Shut uppp i never killed anyone!"

The Gun fell down, Suraj and the others went in a daze watching this petite girl who was once all strong standing up to them , laughing , retorting back to their boss, breathing hard

"Is this one of your act???" Suraj asked thinking she's faking it

'They knew about her'...'she was a killer'...'she killed two people'...'took two lives'...'lost everything' ...she couldn't hear anything suraj was saying...all she heard was those voices in her head, she grabbed his collars, pulling him close again yelling " I din't kill anyone, i din't you hear me!" cluless of those tears which overfled her eyes

Faking to certain extent was alright, but this was anything but not faking, suraj felt her hands going all cold, in just a few hours, he saw her joking around, laughing, blushing, he could know she wasn't faking her heaving chest as if she was struggling to keep her breath even, "Chakor calm down!" he grabbed shoulder shaking some sense in her, "chakor!!! Do you hear me??"

But no she couldn't hear anything "i din't kill anyone" She screamed ,before going all blank

"chakor??" Suraj watched her eyes closing and her falling slowly, he pulled her against himself lifting her in his arms

What did he just witness?? he ordered adi to call for a doctor while placing her on his bed

"Suraj what was that mate?" Adi asked still shaken up by whatever he saw

He shrugged, sweat beads forming on his forehead while looking at Chakor on his bed, "Anything but pretensive" He answered slowly , sitting next to the bed, rubbing Chakor's icy hands , First time ever he showed care for someone, perhaps she wasn't as carefree and strong as she showed previously, just like HE WAS

Edited by Blushy_Auntacid - 7 years ago