Chapter 95: Chapter 95
"You might be wondering why a famous business tycoon like me, was interested in you so much?", Andrew asked taking baby steps towards Khushi.
Khushi was shivering in fear thinking what could be his next move.
"Don't scare from me, Khushi. Actually my wife cannot become a mother and she hid this truth from me. But my family wanted a heir for our empire so they wanted me to divorce my wife and get married again with someone who would be able to give birth to my child. But I refused to do so because I love my wife so much. My wife suggested me to adopt a child from any orphanage but this time I refused to do so because I only wanted my own blood, my own child to rule over my empire whom I built with my hardwork.",Andrew said sitting on the bed.
" Bu.. But what do you want from me? "Khushi stuttered, looking at him in her fearful voice.
" I choose you Khushi to give birth to my child so you are going with me at my place where I will keep you until you give birth to my child and then I will free you from my cage and you will get your freedom. I promise I will let you go with so much money that you cannot earn in your whole life. We both will be in profits as you will get your freedom and I will get my own blood.", Andrew offered.
Khushi stood frozen in disbelief as shock coursed through her veins. Her eyes widened, and her mouth fell open in astonishment.
It was as if time had momentarily halted, leaving her suspended in a world of unexpected revelations.
The news she had just received had shattered her preconceived notions and sent her mind reeling.
Her heart raced, unable to comprehend the magnitude of the information that had rocked her world.
Every fiber of her being tingled with a mix of confusion, fear, and disbelief.
Thoughts raced through her mind, jumbled and chaotic, as she struggled to process the shocking truth that had been unveiled before her.
Khushi's once steady foundation was crumbling, leaving her in a state of profound shock, uncertain of how to move forward or make sense of the new reality that had just been thrust upon her.
"So all you have to do is come with me at my place and spend some nights with me until you become pregnant.", Andrew said, shamelessly.
Khushi's brows furrowed, and a resolute expression settled on her face as she resisted the shocking information that had been presented to her. With every ounce of strength within her, she refused to let the waves of disbelief consume her.
She crossed her arms defiantly, a silent protest against the circumstances that threatened to overwhelm her.
Her eyes narrowed, reflecting her disapproval and determination to challenge the unsettling truth.
Khushi's voice, though trembling slightly, rang out with conviction as she expressed her dissent.
"Do you really think I will go with you? How dare you to think like that, Mr. Andrew? Khushi questioned, looking at him disgustingly.
" The great business tycoon, who stoop so low that he bought a girl, trying to rape her to get his own child.",She added being frustrated.
"Don't.. Don't tag me as a rapist, you beggar.", Andrew roared.
"Oh! Really? To touch a girl without her consent, what would you call it in your language Mr. Andrew?", Khushi questioned looking at him.
"Oh! Come on. I am going to pay you for that.", Andrew said, sternly.
"Do you really think that you can buy anything in this world just because you are rich? Then, I am really very sorry for informing you that my self respect is not for sale and just because I am poor you can't buy my virginity Mr. Andrew." Khushi protested, mustering her courage.
A sudden, sharp sound echoed through the air as Andrew slapped tightly on Khushi's cheek, leaving a stinging pain in its wake.
Khushi staggered backward, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. The force of the slap reverberated through her entire being, sending tremors of hurt and indignation coursing through her body.
Tears welled up in her eyes, a mixture of pain, humiliation, and anger. She instinctively placed a hand on her reddened cheek, her fingertips tenderly tracing the mark left by Andrew's callous act.
The silence that followed was heavy with the weight of his wounded ego and her shattered spirit.
In that moment, Khushi felt a surge of defiance rising within her, a determination not to be silenced or diminished. Andrew's slap had aimed to suppress her protest, but instead, it ignited a fire within her, fueling her resolve to stand tall and confront the injustice inflicted upon her.
"Don't forget your limits girl. I have given a huge amount for you to your family and in no way I am going to let you go from my grip.", Andrew announced holding Khushi's shoulder tightly.
"Aahh!", Khushi screamed in pain when it started hurting her.
"Leave me.. Just leave me.. Help.. Somebody he...", Khushi's word was cut in between when she felt another tight slap on her cheeks.
"One more word from your mouth and I swear I will kill you here, right at the moment.", Andrew warned her, taking out a gun from his pocket and aiming at her.
Khushi went numb and closed her mouth in fear.
"Now that's like a good girl. Just obey my instructions and I will let your life filled with money.", Andrew said, smirking.
In a sudden and unexpected turn of events, Andrew, driven by his reckless actions, threw Khushi onto the bed, clearly demonstrating his inappropriate intentions.
" Now let me continue to let you free early from my cage. ", Andrew said closing the distance between them.
"No.. No.. Don't come near me.. Let me go." Khushi resisted when Andrew tried to kiss her.
Andrew hold her both hands, trying to stop her from resisting.
When he came near her she bit him sharply letting her hands get free from his grip as he started feeling the pain of her bit.
" You.. ", Andrew said with anger visible on his face.
That was when Khushi's eyes landed on the flower vase on the side table.
When Andrew tried to attack her in anger she determined to protect herself and defend her personal boundaries, Khushi's instincts kicked in, and she swiftly seized a nearby flower vase as her only means of defense. With a mix of fear and resolve, she swung the vase with all her strength, aiming his head.
Andrew screamed in pain holding his head and soon blood started oozing out from there and soon he got faint.
"Oh my God what have I done? Khushi asked breathing heavily, her voice trembling.
" I have to get out of here... I need to save myself." Khushi mumbled seeing Andrew's condition.
With her heart pounding in her chest, Khushi swiftly turns and runs away from there, desperately seeking refuge from the fear that grips her.
In the midst of her frantic escape, Khushi's heart pounded with fear, her breaths ragged and uneven.
With adrenaline coursing through her veins, she pushed her body to its limits, determined to outrun the danger that lurked behind.
But fate had other plans. In a cruel twist of destiny, a moment of carelessness or an unexpected obstacle led to a devastating accident.
Pain surged through her body like a relentless storm, and she collapsed to the ground closing her eyes.
#Flashback_end
As Khushi mustered the courage to share her harrowing story, her voice quivered, bearing the weight of the immense pain and trauma that haunted her.
With each word, memories of the past came flooding back, overwhelming her fragile composure.
Tears streamed down her face, tracing paths of vulnerability and sorrow as her voice cracked with the weight of her emotions.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, as if reliving the torment of those dark moments. The deep-seated anguish and fear that had once consumed her now resurfaced, unearthing a profound vulnerability that left her trembling in its wake.
The weight of her past trauma pressed upon her heart, making it difficult to find solace or reassurance in recounting her experiences.
As the words spilled from her lips, Khushi's pain became palpable, as if the wounds she bore were still fresh and raw.
The wounds may have healed physically, but the scars etched deep within her soul were a constant reminder of the torment she had endured.
Her story served as a testament to her resilience, yet it also unveiled the layers of trauma she carried, leaving her trembling with a mixture of anguish, grief, and a yearning for healing.
Khushi tried to continue telling her story when Abeer stopped her in between as he was not able to witness her miserable state anymore.
"Stop it, Khushi. Just stop it.",Abeer said feeling her pain.
With gentle tenderness, he enveloped her in a tight embrace, seeking to provide comfort and solace in the face of her past trauma.
As their bodies pressed against each other, his arms served as a protective shield, offering a sanctuary where Khushi could find respite from the storm of emotions that threatened to overwhelm her.
In that embrace, Abeer conveyed a silent understanding, allowing Khushi to release her pain and sorrow without any judgment.
With each passing moment, his embrace became a safe haven, a place where she could find solace and feel the weight of her burdens begin to ease. His presence became a source of strength, a reminder that she was not alone in her struggles.