[Chapter 7]

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๐พ๐‘–๐‘‘๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘–๐‘” ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘™, ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข. ๐ต๐‘’๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘“๐‘’๐‘’๐‘™๐‘  ๐‘”๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ก, ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก? ๐พ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘œw๐‘› ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘“๐‘’, ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘‘.

๐ฟ๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘“๐‘ข๐‘™....๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’'๐‘  ๐‘›๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘“๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก. ๐ฝ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘๐‘˜๐‘ฆ....๐‘๐‘’๐‘œ๐‘๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’....

Divya was sitting on Anurag's bed and thinking about a way out. I won't say she is selfish because she really don't have any will to live and now that she is struggling hard for that, why would she waste it in these dirty things?ย 

She found the door was unlocked and slowly opened it and peeped outside again and looked here and there.

"๐ป๐‘’ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘›'๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’. ๐‘†๐‘’๐‘’๐‘š๐‘  ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐ผ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘“๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘› ๐‘Ž๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘š โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’" she thought and slowly came downstairs. The interior was huge as she stepped on the last stair. The golden plated ceiling with shinning marble floor was a great combination.

Meanwhile she saw a guard coming and then she hide behind the curtains, quickly. The guard looked here and there but didn't saw her. She sighed in relief.

She came out of the house but in the main door, again two guards were standing with black uniforms.

"Oh noโ€”" she muttered with irritation as someone grabbed her mouth and pulled her into a room

"Leave my mouth!!"ย 

"I told you not to be in a hurry, right?" Sonali scolded.

"The sooner is better and he is not even here. If I try I can safely get out of here!" Divya replied.

"You know, if I didn't came in time then the guards would see you and then they would inform my brother and thenโ€”"ย 

"Then..?"

"Something would happen that you can't even imagine" she whispered as Divya raised her eyebrows.ย 

"Are you scaring me?" Divya asked.

"No, telling you the truth" Sonali replied as both of then sighed. Divya had a good talk with Natasha and after that, they had a good lunch too, which Divya ate peacefully. One thing,ย  Divya trusts people very easily. It's not a bad thing sometimes but not a good thing either.

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Anurag came home late at night and went to his room. Divya was sleeping peacefully on his bed like no tomorrow. She had a good day here and no scoldings or harassing.

"Taking rest huh?" Anurag raised his eyebrows and then sat beside her. He was boiling with anger because Sonali is here and he can't send Divya to the godown anytime soon.

"What a headache!" He sighed. He was drunk and could hardly see anything. Losing his control, he fell on Divya, touching her soft bare waist.

"Ahh!" She was taken aback and mistakenly hit him "W-what you were doiโ€”"

"How dare you hit me, slut?" He gritted his teeth, holding her hair

"I-I am sorry, I didn't notice you" she cried, struggling to be free.

"Didn't notice me my foot!" Anurag pinned her on the bed "A filthy woman like you is so darer to sleep on my bed and slap me in return?"ย 

"You are hurting meโ€”" Divya said, looking into his eyes.

"Oops, I thought I was loving you" he rolled his eyes, clenching her jaw, making her scream.

"Please leave me. I won't do it again" she pleaded, throwing her legs here and there as he sat on her.

"I never intended to do anything. You're not my type but you are getting on my last nerve now" he said with an evil grin.

"Um....why don't you leave this dirty work?"

"Oh! Now you'll tell me what should I do and what not?" He raised his eyebrows, making her shiver. He was heavy and Divya was getting hurt. He came down and sat beside her as she sat up.

"You can make an exception for me though...." she muttered, but it was enough for him to hear.

"Oh really? Can you tell me why should I do that for YOU?"ย 

"Because we both know that we don't like each other and leaving one girl won't make any difference"

"You're selfish, aren't you?" He chuckled.

"Doesn't this same goes to the whole world?"

"Right but you must've forgotten that I live in this world too. And one girl's cost is enough to feed a normal person his/her entire life. I can't help but take the trouble to keep you here, sweetheart"

His voice is so calm and the way he explains everything is like learning literature from anย  experience lecturer. He has a high temper but yet, he is thoughtful and what she liked the most is, he never jumps into a final conclusion without thinking about the matter.ย 

"So, you aren't gonna leave me anytime soon, huh?" Divya asked. She have to find her way by hook or crook. This calm look on his face can have a dangerous outcome and when life decided to give her more problems, why won't there be more secrets?

"Nope and you better don't try to play any tricks or you know, the usual, consequences won't be too good" he plastered his face with a smile, before leaving the room.ย 

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It was the month of December, the first snow hit the ground long ago. The snowfall was going on and the garden and rooftop was looking like there were covered with cream.

Sonali touched the snow-covered ground, wearing a thick jacket outside the house, in the middle of the night. Sleep was far ahead from her eyes as she crooked a small smile.

"My heart is turning warm, wasn't it supposed to be freezed by this cold?"ย 

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๐—˜๐—ก๐—— ๐—ข๐—™ ๐—–๐—›๐—”๐—ฃ๐—ง๐—˜๐—ฅ ๐—ฆ๐—˜๐—ฉ๐—˜๐—ก(๐™ด๐š๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐š)

๐™ƒ๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™š ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™Ÿ๐™ค๐™ฎ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ.

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