Her Mysterious Lover

Falak’s POV

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“Am I forgiven?” Ashley asked while helping me in the preparation of the report. “God!”, She groaned when I shook my head.

“We are not leaving until this work is done.”

“I’m never going to your cupcakes. I promise, but please don’t do this to me. I hate making reports and all this shit.”, She said, showing me her puppy eyes.

“Then think about me? I’m making this twice!” I reminded her. Doing the same task for the same time was such a boring thing.

Around eight, finally, we completed our work and sighed in relief.

“You’re such an evil woman.”, She exclaimed once the work was completed.

“You deserve that.”, I said, cleaning my desk before leaving.

“Seriously? Just because I ate your cupcake.”

“No. It’s because you used to always avoid making the report.”, I pointed out. Ashley always used to avoid that part of work where she had to present something in front of others because once, she ended up embarrassing herself during the presentation.

That was it.

After that incident, she stopped preparing the report and presenting it.

“And you seriously helped a lot in it because there were many areas where I couldn’t figure out my own mistake, but you did. You did that, Ash.”, I said and placed my palm on her shoulder. “Don’t be embarrassed by your failures; learn from them and start again.”

“It means you tricked me?”, She asked, narrowing her eyes.

“You can say that.”

She kept staring at me for a while as if she was mad. Now I started feeling guilty for tricking her. I knew she would have done anything for my forgiveness. Immediately she hugged me or said jumped me; thank god the desk was behind me, so because of that, I handled my weight alone with her.

“I love you,” She said. “And I love you.”, She said for the second time as well. “The first one is from your mysterious lover who couldn’t express his feelings because of me.”

“It’s all right, and I love you too.”

She pulled herself away from me. “And what about him? Don’t you love him?”

“I don’t.”

“Really?”, She asked, raising her brow.

I opened my mouth to say something because I couldn’t answer anything.

“There is something in my heart for him, and I can’t name that feeling. But whatever it is, it was not LOVE for sure. I don’t think I’m not ready to love, at least not now. Maybe he is the right person, but I need time to process things. I don’t want to rush.”

“Fine! As you wish but remember that life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that. And living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on Earth.”, She said in a serious tone.

“Wow! It feels like you’re spending a lot of time with a spiritual person.”, I teased.

“Well, what I can say if that person is none other than your best friend.”, She grinned, and we walked out from there.

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I didn’t see Albert or the familiar black car today. I tried to sleep after lying on the bed but I couldn’t because I was thinking about my parents. Who would they be?

Were they still searching for me?

In which country do they stay?

Why would my kidnapper have kidnapped me from my parents?

Was that a normal kidnapping case or some rivalry?

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All these questions could be answered by only one person, my kidnapper. But why would he help me for nothing?

The last thing about him was that he wanted to sell me. That mere thought scared me, and I pulled the pillow close to my heart, clenching it tightly as if it would protect me from any danger.

I didn’t realize it when I fell asleep by thinking about all this.

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Third Person’s POV

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“Are you sure that your daughter looks like this?”, The inspector asked when he received a sketch of a young girl from a man in his late 50s or more.

“Positive.”

“But didn’t you mention that you haven’t seen her for the last twenty-three years? Then from where did you manage to get this sketch?”

“I had seen her when she was born, and she is almost the carbon copy of her mother. I’m sure that she would have taken a lot of her mother.”, He explained. The inspector looked at that man as if he had gone mad or had grown two heads but couldn’t say a word because the man sitting in front of himself was one of the reputed army officers in India.

Not just this, he also had support from Russian and Italian Mafias.

He was here because last week he came to know about a criminal who was in staying in Australia by changing his name and who had also kidnapped his infant daughter twenty-three ago. Though, that criminal flew away before he could have reached him.

But as per the record, that criminal stayed for twenty-three years in this country, so he was positive that his daughter would be in the same country.

All he had to do was search each and every city in Australia. He was positive that he would finally find her after all these years of hardship.

‘No matter how much time it will take, Princess, but one day I will finally find you. That’s your Papa’s promise to you.’

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Immediately two people stepped down from the bus in front of the board Melbourne’ 0′ KM.

“Are you sure, dad, that she’s here?” Lance asked his father.

“Yes, son. The murderer of your mother has been hiding in this city for the last ten years.”

“Then I’m not going to leave her. I will kill her in the same way she killed my mother.”, Lance said with determination.

‘Even I can’t leave her. She had to pay for her father’s deeds. Before her father reaches near her, I will find her and kill her, so that when her father will meet her, he will be met by her dead body instead.’, He thought and smiled inwardly because he knew that his foolish son was going to help him in completing his task after all he had filled nothing but lies and hatred in his mind.

‘Falak, it’s time to return back to hell.’, He thought.

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#TBC