Sarita was surprised to find her mother standing in the hallway when she walked into the house three hours later than she usually arrived. She'd had this feeling that the incident would cause her to lose the little freedom her father had given her - going out with friends, watching the football and basketball games... having a boyfriend (though she didn't plan on letting him know about that) - so she'd gone out with Vikrant to the beach. She didn't like the expression on her mother's face. It was a mixture of fear, disbelief and then resignation. She opened her mouth to ask her mother what the matter was but her father's appearance behind Priya made her clamp her mouth shut. "It's six pm." Jevan Madhav spoke up. "Three hours later than the usual time your school closes." "I... I was with Kaly." She muttered. "Doing what? Why didn't you call to say you'd be late?" "I ran out of call credits." "I see." Her father nodded. "And it didn't occur to you to use Kaly's phone to call? Do
Vikrant knew what she wanted to say before her father even spoke. He'd known last night that it'd probably come to this and Kaly had confirmed it too. He saw the pain in Sarita's eyes and knew it was reflected in his too so he just shook his head preventing her from saying anything."I know, sir." He said. "You want her to break up with me.""That's correct. I'm glad you know that." Jevan said. "I don't want to see you anywhere close to my daughter ever again, do you understand? Erase her from your mind.""You're free to tell me I can't see her anymore and that's fine but you can't tell me not to think of her." Vikrant informed him. "That's where I draw the line."Jevan took a deep breath. "Very well." He nodded his agreement. "Then, am I to assume I have the right to ask you to delete her number from your phone... Oh mighty one?" His voice dripped with sarcasm."Papa." Sarita chided."Sure." Vikrant took out his phone, went through his contacts and found her number then deleted it. "
"What's wrong, son?" Rohan asked Vikrant as he kept playing with his food. Amalia and the twins were discharged today and he'd brought them home which Vikrant had been happy about a few hours ago but his mood suddenly changed after the twins went to sleep and that worried Rohan."Can I talk to you after dinner, dad?" He asked. "It's important.""Sure." Rohan nodded."The food is really delicious but I can't eat anymore." Amalia smiled apologetically. "The cook won't be upset, right?""No, she won't." Rohan assured her. "Thank you for the meal." She said."You don't have to thank me. You're free to do whatever the hell you want here." He told her. "It's your house too."Tears pooled in her eyes and a single tear dropped, making her laugh shortly and wipe it away."I'm such a crybaby nowadays." She muttered."Like I said, you're free to do anything you want." He grinned at her.Amalia nodded and smiled back at him. She knew she had hearts in her eyes whenever she looked at him but she
The students at GGH thought of Vikrant Suryavanshi as many things; arrogant, condescending (if he chose to be), Casanova, pragmatic but never playful. At least, not from their own perspective until the day he breezed into the building, with his headphones on... dancing. They'd never seen him dance except from the video of him and Sarita on the internet but seeing him now, dancing like he didn't have a care in the world... They figured something good must have happened to him. "Mr Suryavanshi!" One of the teachers appeared behind him and tapped him on the shoulder but instead of removing his headphones to listen to her, he grabbed her hand and twirled her around twice, making her head spin and then dipped her. The students applauded after he straightened her and some asked for an encore. They'd never seen a man who could twirl and dip Miss Nielsen like that without falling because of her weight. She wasn't obese or anything, but she looked like she could snuff the life out of anyone
Two weeks later Sarita checked her phone for any message from Vikrant for the billionth time that day but her screen remained blank. She wanted to reach out to him first but she was scared that her father would know because she didn't know who'd gone behind her back to send those photos of her and Vikrant to her father.The prime suspect would have been Divya if she'd not stabbed her and sent her to the hospital. Raj was envious of Vikrant but she didn't want to believe that he'd stoop so low to do something like that. Even though she didn't like him very much, she wanted to feel that he still had some goodness left in him."How did the person even get my father's number anyway?" She wondered, a puzzled frown on her face. It would probably remain a mystery to her, unless someone magically found an answer for her. Maybe, Mayank would know."Sarita."She turned around to look at Raj. They were finally done with their midterm exam and everyone was waiting for the final bell to ring so t
Vikrant had noticed the black car without the license plate following them since they left Manston county but he'd not thought anything of it until now as he looked in the rearview mirror and saw it again. He frowned and slowed down, hoping the car would drive past them but the car slowed down too so he figured that they were either in danger or his father had ordered his bodyguards to tail him without telling him and he pressed down on the accelerator and the car sped forward."What's going on?" Sarita asked."We're being followed." He rumbled. "What? By your bodyguards?" She turned around in her seat to look behind her."No license plate." He said. "Hold on to something."The car chased them even as Vikrant tried to outrun it but it seemed that the driver was also really good at car racing because the car soon rammed into the back of Vikrant's car making him almost lose control of the wheel as it swerved sideways and Sarita screamed."Motherfucker." Vikrant spat as the car kept ram
Vikrant woke up from his sleep, feeling very disoriented and his vision was blurry for a few minutes as he wondered what the hell was going on. He shook his head to clear his vision and his eyes slowly focused on his surroundings but he frowned when he realised he was hanging from a beam in the ceiling.He heard a door open and then footsteps drew closer to him but he couldn't see who it was. Everything came rushing back to him in full force and he struggled to free himself."Awake yet, sleeping beauty?" A deep voice sneered. "I was beginning to wonder if you were dead.""Where am I?" He demanded. His throat was dry and he was very dizzy."Where are you?" The voice echoed. "Certainly not in your father's billion dollar mansion that's for sure."Vikrant struggled against the rope but it seemed to tighten the more he tried and his arms were starting to cramp."Who are you?" He asked. "Disgruntled employee or enemy?""I'm your enemy." Enzo replied. "Why? Did I do something to offend you
Kalyani let out a sigh as she went through the pictures on her laptop of her and Sarita. There were pictures of both of them as little girls, teenagers and now young adults. She'd never imagined that her best friend in the whole world and her cousin would go missing without a trace. If only she'd asked them where they'd intended to go for their date, maybe she'd have been able to give the police information about their possible whereabouts but even if she'd asked, she was sure Vikrant wouldn't have said a word. She hoped that no harm would come to them and Vikrant would keep himself and Sarita safe. The boy had mad martial arts skills so she wasn't too worried that he'd be beaten up and left for dead. Her bedroom door opened and her older sister Samishka walked in, carrying a tray containing food which made Kaly groan. "I'm not hungry." She stated. "That's what you said two days ago." Samishka dropped the tray on the bed. "It's day four and counting." "I know how to count. Thank