Dear Chandni Thakur,

I got to know about you from Mrs. Satyamurthy. Honestly speaking, your zeal for working in the field of journalism has gained my attention. At the age of twenty you already have published three international research papers that speaks so much about your caliber. Well not only Mrs. Satyamurthy I have heard about you from some other colleagues of mine from India. I can see a bright future waiting ahead for you Chandni and I would like to play a small role in this journey of your upcoming success.

We are making a criminal documentary on the pimp city based  in South America. I would love to take you as my assistant for this particular project.. Maybe in the future we will work on more projects like this. I can see it happening. So if you are interested in working with me and my team then please join us. We will be happy to have you with us.

From Marina Smith,

A criminal journalist working for Nat Geo world.

It was not only a piece of paper. It was her single way of going out of this dark world of Shivoham Shekhawat. However now it has become nothing but a pawn for Shivoham to torment her again. She looked at it through her dead eyes, not even a piece of cloth was hiding her nakedness.

She was laying on the blue berth with her one leg caressing the floor while the other was on the old berth.

The shame had died within her. She also has died that is why more than a human being she was looking like a dead body.

Shivoham was liking the way she was lying on the berth, it was giving a obvious view of her fucked up vagina. His semen was shining on her red flesh making him smirk proudly.

He was sitting on the other berth in front of her, by the window. The night had finally come and with it, it brought darkness..

Giving her one more taunting glance Shivoham again looked at the letter in his hand.

"You have a bright future ahead of you Ms. Chandni. I can see you being the next big thing in the journalist world."

"Bullshit!" Shivoham scoffed.

“For this piece of paper you were leaving me,” he said, waving the letter in his hand. “It is nothing but a paper full of lies,” he snarled, his handsome face curling into that of a devil. 

Turning his gaze full of anger to the dead body on the berth he brewed more hatred, mixing it well with fake concern,“You don't have any bright future Chandni. You are useless,” he said like he was concerned for her.

“You aren't good enough to be a maid in a third class hotel Chandni and they are giving you a fake dream of becoming an international crime journalist ? Bloody liars!!”

Shivoham spat.

Getting closer to her blank face he grabbed her face in his big hand and whispered,“ and you my sweet innocent baby believed them and was ready to leave me only for them ! How can someone be so fucking stupid,” with a mocking tsk he jerked her face to the side.

His words, all so taunting with fake concern, were blaring to a deaf ears. Like a mad man he kept speaking, some of his words coming to her ears and then going away, nothing staying back in her blank mind.

But some of his words were so harsh that Chandni started believing in its untruthfulness.

He said she was unworthy. And like a dead soul she believed him.

There was no one else whom she could put her trust on to so she turned her empty eyes at her tormentor and let his dark words slip to every corner of her being.

“Do you have any idea what they could have done to you,” Shivoham said, walking back and forth in the narrow corridor between the two berths. His tall frame clasped in a crisp black suit was not at all suiting the atmosphere of an old ragged, and unbrushed train compartment.

Not like the girl deranged, ugly with scars and dead eyes was suiting the caliber of his handsomeness.

Still he wanted her..

Halting on his steps, he crouched down to her level,“They would have sold you to a brothel Chandni or worse they would have killed you,” he whispered the words like it was very hard for him to even think about it. His hazel eyes, full of filthy unrefined darkness submerged in the deep sea of tears.

Was he really crying for her…

Or was it a fake facade !?

Chandni could not fathom.

“Can't you understand that you are useless!" His loud tone again pulled her to him,“You should be thankful to me that I am using you till now otherwise if someone else was in my place….” Shivoham halted on his words.

He cannot imagine someone else in his place for her, even in his worst dreams. The realization of what those slipping words meant downed on him and he fisted his hands tight, crushing the thin letter underneath it.

Taking a deep breath he closed his eyes. For a moment a thought of cutting his own tongue came to his mind. How could he say those words even in sheer anger.

His slipping tongue deserves a punishment and he was going to make sure of it. However for now his darling deserves a punishment for betraying him.

His blazing hazel eyes again snapped to her innocent face, she was looking at him with a bit of confusion.

Fuck !! That face. That bloody innocent face!

Getting closer to her he sealed his lips to hers in a light kiss.

Chandni's eyes snapped shut, feeling his rough lips on her soft ones.

She knew something worse was coming on her way..this kind of kiss from Shivoham summons nothing but more destruction to her.

Breaking the kiss he looked deep into her honey brown orbs.. they were shining even with the sadness clouding them.

“You betrayed me Chandni,” he whispered, his breath fanning her lips,“You fucking betrayed me!!” he gritted out, in a second the emotions in his eyes changed.

The vein of his forehead ticked dangerously, his face full of outrageous grim as he clutched her hair tight, the same silky hair which he was showering with light kisses.

“Aaaa.." Chandni winced, her face tilted to the other side in the intolerable pain as he held on to it in his tight clutch. “You betrayed me, sweet rose. I was thinking like every day my sweet rose is waiting for me laying in my room but what did I find? Emptiness. My bed, my room, my house were full of emptiness without you." Shivoham screamed on her face.

“Even after being such a big fool you planned everything so finely ! What a plan you have Chandni, what a plan you have. You tried to bluff me by getting on the train to Guwahati but in reality you were ready to go to Delhi and board a flight from there to New York!"

Chandni looked at him with fear as he spilled out all her planning..that is what her plan was. She was about to get down from this train after five station..her real destination was Delhi and from there to New York where her dream job was waiting for her.

Her eyes clouded with another pool of tears. She again lost..she again lost to him and he won.

Even the little dot of hope that she was holding in her heart quenched and she cried and cried and cried her eyes out for the very last time.

“Shut up! Shut up you fool. You betrayed me.. getting out of my clutch, you were planning to run out of the country hn !? Bloody betrayer,” yelling the words on her face he spat right onto her face.

Chandni's eyes closed on their own. She smiled painfully feeling the wetness of his spit on her face.

She was a betrayer. Her trying to get free from his cage was her betrayal to him so what it was called what she did with Sabiq ?

“Stupid stupid stupid Chandni,” Shivoham tsk getting on her face,“This is you.. a thing to spit on,” he said, spreading his spit on her cheeks with a psychotic smile dancing on his lips.

“You neither deserve that freedom nor a dignified job. The best job in the world for a stupid, ugly half minded girl like you is to be my mistress. My personal plaything,” seething the words menacingly to her he shoved the job invitation right in her mouth.

“Eat it, eat it, gobble it down. For this you were leaving me right finish it all,” turning completely mad he was pushing the paper down to her throat. Chandni was gagging with the paper on her mouth, holding his hands she tried to free herself but he has turned completely mad. His eyes were completely red showing his true self , a complete beast.

Finally after giving her another round of pain he pulled the paper out of her mouth. Chandni coughed vigorously with her throat burning like fire.

Shivoham glared at the girl and looking down at the paper in his hand he crushed the material laced with her saliva tightly in his fist.

Pulling out the cigarette lighter he looked dead in her eyes,“This was the reason for you leaving me right.. then let me fucking finish this piece of paper for once and all,” he said putting the fire on the paper.

Chandni came out of whatever pain she living. Her last hope of freedom was burning down to ashes before her eyes.

“No no no Shivoham please don't burn it, don't burn it," holding his leg Chandni begged, however she was too late, the piece of paper had already turned to ashes.

Shivoham loved the way she was begging him. He loved it more when, like a dead soul, she gathered the hot ashes on her empty hands and looked at the grey dead paper pieces as if it was Sabiq's dead body.

Chandni was looking blankly at the grey ashes on her hands. They were not just ashes of documents, they were the ashes of her burned dreams and future.

“It's time to go back to our home.” His voice echoed in the almost quiet chamber of the train.

She slowly looked up at him..he was smirking at her as if mocking her was his favourite thing to do.

One last time Chandni looked at the grey ashes on her hand and like her other hopes, she dropped it on the floor.

Her body groaned loudly in pain as she stood on her two feet but not a single wince passed her lips. Her eyes again turned dead, lips sealed turning fade blue in colour.

The train had stopped at the same station where she was about to get another train for Delhi.

Like a statue she stood there in the middle of the train.

With a shining diamond ring on her ring finger and his dried spit on her face, Chandni followed him out of the train compartment completely naked.

“Stop,” Shivoham said and turned to her, looking at her from up and down he admired her naked body for the last time now before saying,“Such a shameless woman no wonder he left you,” he smirked before taking off his black coat and making her wear it. His coat reached to her mid thighs hiding his favourite parts of her body.

Shivoham stepped down from the train.  And grasping her soft hand made her step down from the train slowly with caution.

Every pair of eyes.. every single pair of eyes turned to the half naked, chained woman as she stepped down from the train.

Some of them gasped, some of them cried looking at her pitiable condition, however no one raised a slightest of voice because the man holding her was Shivoham Shekhawat.

Equal to any almighty of this place.

Like a shame parade Shivoham walked half naked Chandni through the railway station.

She cannot raise a voice against him.

Even if she wanted to.

Shivoham shut the car's door with a loud thud as they entered the car. George, his driver, glanced at the broken doll before turning his eyes ahead.

Chandni sat silently beside him with her now vacant eyes trailed outside the window.

Suddenly Shivoham who was until now sitting beside her with a blank face hugged her tight. Hiding his face on her chest he inhaled her sweet intoxicating smell.

“Do you have any idea how much I missed you in those three hours… you killed me with your absence sweet rose you killed me.”

He whispered against her skin.

Chandni did not say anything and kept looking outside from the glass window. “Chandni..sing that song for me.. our song that you always hum for me,” he spoke in a whisper and Chandni's eyes once again filled with tears.

After tolerating all the humiliation now she has to sing for him!

Of course she has to…

His arms around her tightened and like every time she placed her chin over his head which was glued to her chest.

With her voice breaking in every word and the tears dropping her eyes she sang for him,“kya yehi pyaar hai…haan yahi pyaar hai,”she drank her tears, choking on the words before singing further,“o din tere bin kahin lagta nahin

waqt… guzarta… nahin…”

Is this what is called love?

Yes, this is love.

without you, my heart

doesn't feel good anywhere

and time doesn't pass.

She sang for him and like every time he closed his eyes losing himself in her sweet honey voice.

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