Chapter 9 Introduction of stranger

Chapter 9

Abraham was shocked. He pondered on the fact that how could his father be so foolish? The baby could be anyone's. Who knows who else she slept apart from him? But there was a voice in him that screamed that she was a virgin when he raped her. Nevertheless he buried the divine voice and decided to continue to be evil.

Their family has no information about the girl or the family she belonged to until she knocked at their door claiming the baby growing inside her is their heir. Abraham stews on the fact, if he could get the test done to check the DNA of the baby growing in her womb. But his dad had clearly denied it before he could even discuss it. He had too much trust in the girl. What a bitch! She cast a spell upon him.

He could clearly detect something fishy inside the complete anecdote. How would she agree to marry him when she already has a boyfriend? And that boyfriend guy does he have no backbone that he exposes this whole episode of his girlfriend being raped to his father?

Abraham wasn't on the best terms with his father because of his idiosyncrasies and his mother wouldn't let out anything to him in spite of his repeated urges. His parents were the perfect pair of compatibility. As a result Abraham decides to pursue the case by himself. He was in no way going to part with his millions of property for a single time sex episode with an anonymous tramp.

The next morning as usual Sania got up at five, did her routine and went for work followed by her college. It was her exam time. Every day as soon as she comes back home, she would prepare something for herself and sit to study. But today Sania had to brace for a shock when she returned home.

Her whole flat was turned upside down. Some places were burnt. The little furniture she had was destroyed only to go to a trash can. Her clothes and books were torn and scattered everywhere. Pieces of glass littered the floor. For a few minutes she couldn't understand anything. Her mind went blank and she was on the verge of landing into a trauma.

Cleaning the bed, she sat at a corner with her head held in her hands and landed soft whimpers. Minutes later she began to have a panic attack. Sania rushed to open the windows when she started feeling claustrophobic when a dart pierced inside her room through the casement. Sania was lucky it did not pass through her head but stuck across one of the walls of the room with a note attached.

"Do not try to mess with me. I'm the most dangerous man. Meet Mr Graham Walkhart and tell him you do not want any of the properties. Before tomorrow morning I should see you are not only out of this city but this country too. Else, the repercussions will be inestimable for you not only now but for the next thousand births to come."

Did he just blackmail her? Was he her rapist? By the time Sania read the note she was into no recovery but for a panic attack. Her face was red and covered in sweat. She went to rigid short breaths almost bringing herself to unconsciousness. But before she could cross the earth's border, the only thought she had was the need to save the baby growing inside her. Holding her belly she took the phone with trembling hands and went to the window trying her best to even her breath.

"Hello" she called in a shivering tone. Sania did not know how long she stood at the casement hearing the inducement of her Angel. But there was no doubt the innominate's words had a confounding effect on her. After a short while, her breath returned back to normal. She wiped the sweat on her face with a napkin and felt rejuvenated with a positive energy.

Five minutes later a blue Audi was parked across her apartment. Sania quickly got into the car without a second thought. So much was the power held by the saccharin stranger's words on her. She was carrying just her backpack that she took to her college and was penniless because everything that she had was torn, burnt and useless. But she knew she had nothing to worry about. Her savior was always going to protect her.

She did not know his name, his profession from which he earned his livelihood and not even his face. Sania knew nothing about him but she was at peace. She found the feeling strange. How could she embrace the advice of a stranger and carry on her life with his decisions without a second thought?

Surprisingly, the greater his involvement in her life the more was her curiosity to learn about him than think about his decisions on her life and their aftermaths. In fact she is very happy. It was like magic that he did upon her. She did not care about anything that was going to happen to her and left everything to him. Sania was confident that he would take care of her.

She knew thinking about him would land her to more problems. What if he doesn't love her like she does to him? What if her friend is right that he treats her like his daughter. Could she avoid him invading her hunches? Unfortunately it is too late, he already rules her heart.

Half an hour later she was still traveling. The middle class habitat hither to passing by was slowly getting replaced to posh and upscale domains bringing the raise in her heartbeat. Was he a very rich guy?

Stupid Sania, if he is not rich how would he transfer you two millions in a fortnight? If he had the power to command even the very influential Walkharts he is a bigger fish in the pond. Butterflies rolled in her stomach, understanding him as the leading light in her life story.

Sania couldn't stop herself from giggling. The environment around felt welcoming, enraging the sweet chaos running inside her in a unique way. The polluted city of traffic and crowd was gone, replacing the place held with beautiful green pastures with tall green trees on either side of the road. In short it felt like a paradise on earth. Everything around screamed power and money.

Fucking hell! Who is this man who is hosting her to the entirety of richness?