Her Mysterious Lover

Falak’s POV

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As soon as the car screeched to a halt before the venue, I had to cover my eyes from the blinding flashes. I had attended a few business parties before, so I knew there could be paparazzi, but this was too much. I was thankful that I was not afraid of cameras. I walked out of the car confidently, and at the same time, I was praying not to fall down in front of so many people.

Since I was basically a NO ONE, so very few people captured my pictures; giving a small smile, I moved ahead to enter the venue.

“Hello, Ma’am,” One of the male reporters blocked my way. “I couldn’t recall your name. You’re the owner of…?”, He left the sentence incomplete to fill in the blanks.

“Thank you. But basically, I’m just a personal assistant of Mr. Martinez.”, I replied politely, and immediately the reporter looked disappointed to ask a question from someone like me.

Well, I couldn’t blame him, though; I was definitely looking for more than just an assistant because of the branded things which I had used from top to bottom.

As I sauntered inside the venue, my jaws went ajar.

After all, everything was damn too stunning. Everything screamed MONEY and POWER.

I looked around to find Jacob because I wasn’t here to enjoy this view because I kind of hate attending parties. Instead, I would love to lay on my bed, under the duvet, and sleep as much as I could.

I tried to call him, but he didn’t receive my call. That’s why I started roaming here and there to look for him.

Immediately I bumped into someone.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t see where I was going.” I apologized to that old man.

“It’s all right. By the way, a beautiful girl like you shouldn’t walk alone at this party.”, Immediately, that old man loses his respect in my eyes.

“Thank you for your advice, Sir.” I flashed a fake smile and started leaving.

“I’m Stefan Macroni, owner of Macroni’s Industries.”, He said, forwarding his hand toward me.

‘Didn’t this old man take a clue that I wasn’t interested in him?’, I thought and unwillingly forwarded my hand toward him to shake hand with a fake professional smile.

“I’m Falak Singh Rathore, Personal Assistant of Mr. Martinez.”, I responded and tried to take my hand from his, but that bastard held my hand firmly.

“Just a Personal Assistant? You can be more than that, you know?”, His thumb rubbed the back of his hand as his lust-filled gaze roamed down my body.

I jerked his hand away when he didn’t let my hand go politely and shot a glare at him. I wanted to slap him right away, but I didn’t want to spoil Jacob’s party. On the top, in most cases, a person with power was given priorities over that a NOBODY.

But that old man was fast enough to hold my hand again. “How about we talk in detail about my offer?”, He asked. “I’m sure you don’t want to create any scene at your Boss’s party.”

I looked around for Jacob but couldn’t find him anywhere. “Come with me!”

“Leave her hand!” I immediately heard a very cold and rude voice out of nowhere. Mr. Macroni looked shocked when his eyes landed on the owner of that rude voice, and I took that chance to take my hand away from his.

Turning around, my gaze fell on the owner of the voice, and I skipped a beat of my heart.

Klaus Martinez was looking drop-dead gorgeous in his Black color three-piece suit, paired with a white shirt. His hairs were perfectly gelled, just like HIM.

I knew that because I had developed a habit of playing with his hair at night. Immediately I shook my head for comparing Jacob and Klaus.

The person I loved was Jacob, not Klaus.

“Hey, Falak!”, A smile broke on my lips hearing his voice.

“You should take care of the female employees if you’re inviting any.”, Klaus said, throwing daggers throw his eyes.

God! Couldn’t he leave my Jacob for today?

It was his birthday, for god sake! He would have to meet a lot of people tonight.

“Sorry.”, He muttered, taking me away from there.

After that incident, Jacob made sure that I stayed by his side. He introduced me to a lot of people and the type of industries in which they were

It was literally a typical business party. I was surprised when he said that it was time to cut the cake. I meant I was least expecting that to happen.

“Take care of yourself for a while. I will be right back.”

“You don’t need to give your full attention to me. It’s your party.”, I responded though I was enjoying every single second with him.Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Oh, I have no idea how much attention I will have to give you tonight. All the women at the party just want to be like you, and all the guys just want to date you or try their chance on you. But I can’t let that happen. So, just stay careful! I will be right back.”, He said before leaving.

While I couldn’t believe his words.

Did he openly admit that he wouldn’t let anyone come close to me because I was already HIS?

Oh, my god!

I couldn’t hold my excitement after realizing that, but I stayed stuck in one place instead of jumping like a monkey out of happiness.

After a few minutes, he cut the cake. It was a gigantic cake, but then there were so many people at the party. I was looking at Jacob with so much love and admiration that I couldn’t tell in words. He looked so handsome today, compared to all other days.

“Ma’am, drinks,” A waiter came near me to serve.

“I don’t need it.”, I responded while my eyes were still glued to Jacob.

“At least, try these soft drinks,” He said, on which I looked at him to deny his service again, but my eyes widened when they landed on someone whom I never wanted to meet again in my life.

My fat…no, My Kidnapper.

He was standing right in front of me in waiter attire!

“Aaa…”

“Dare you to shout, Falak. I’m going to kill you right here and right now. And your father, who’s roaming in this country for his daughter, will never be able to see you.”, He threatened and pointed a small gun toward me. That gun could highly the size o

How did he find out that I already knew that he was not my father but a kidnapper?

And My father was in this country? And was looking for me?

“Come with me if you don’t want to die!”, He said, signaling me to move.

I looked toward Jacob; he was busy feeding the cake to his close ones! I couldn’t signal him.

Shit!

Nor do I want to die today!

Helplessly I did what my kidnapper wanted. The way he was taking me from there, it looked like he was very well aware of that place. How did he know that I was coming here? Was he keeping an eye on me?

And then I realized how I was feeling, like I was being watched all the time.

It meant he was the one who was watching my every move.

We took the stairs to walk down to god knows which floor. “When I looked at you tonight. I was mesmerized by your beauty. You haven’t seen your mother; you’re the exact copy of her.”

I didn’t get a chance to see her because you kidnapped me and kept me away from them all my life.

“Wh. who are my parents?”

“My enemies. Your father killed all the members of my family, including my pregnant wife. Your aunt killed my brother. Today I will kill their precious princess and will send that video to them. Finally, I will be able to take revenge on your father.”, He responded.

My family killed his family?

But why?

Was I from any Mafia background?

“Stay here!”. He said, bringing me to the 25th floor, the sixteenth floor below the venue. And then he moved a little away from me. “If you will turn around, then I will kill you; if you will try to act smart, I will kill you; if you will try to run, then I will kill you. If you will try to shout, I will kill you.”

Why would I try to shout when I can’t see a single person on the whole stairs. Well, who would use stairs if they would have the option of the elevator?

“Aarvik Singh Rathore,” Finally, my kidnapper spoke that name which I wanted to know for a long. “By the time you will get this video, it will become too late for you to do anything. Can you see the back of this girl? Of course, you can. Do you want to know who she is? I’m sure you would have guessed it by this time, but I will still reconfirm to you that she’s your daughter, Falak. Your Princess.”

‘Aarvik Singh Rathore?’

‘Aarvik Singh Rathore is the name of my father.’ Tears dwelled in my eyes because of happiness.

“I won’t show her face to her because you will get a chance to see her face after her death. Now, say bye to your daughter.”, The moment he finished, speaking this. I heard the loud sound of ‘BANG,’ but I didn’t feel anything, not a single pain, while my kidnapper was looking at me in shock.

“Oops! Missed the shot?” I said and then smirked.

“Youuu….”, He tried to hit me again, but just unlike last time, where I took the turn of 180 degrees to kick on his hand, because of which, he missed the shot and ended up shooting at the lights instead of me. At the same time, that small gun fell from his hand.

I lifted my leg at an exact 90-degree angle and kicked him hard at his face with my heels.

He shook his head and looked at me in disbelief while I just smirked at him and signaled him with my two fingers to attack me.

What did he think? I was the same weak girl who couldn’t defend herself.

It was high time for him to taste his own medicine.

What did he use to say to me?

‘Yeah, Bitch!’

Now, I would tell him that this bitch also bites.

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#TBC