Chapter 2 Chap - 2

I slumped to the floor at the sight of my father struggling for his life. The person who slashed his throat continued slashing the bodyguards without remorse. How cruel can one be to kill someone?

My father motioned his fingers to run away, but I couldn't even lift a finger after this scene. Instead, I ran towards him. The men who killed were nowhere to be seen. They left once they were sure everyone was dead and left the building to burn. It wasn't a sight to see or feel. The temperature in the mansion rose, and I started panting.

"Papa," I cried next to him.

He shook his head at my attire and whispered, "Never." He must be in shock to see his princess in a servant uniform. I wiped my tears and tried to stop his throat from bleeding, but nothing worked. I sat there wailing, and my father tried to say something with much difficulty.

"Don't trust... anyone... Menon." He pressed my palm and left his final breath.

"Papa!" I screamed.

My body shook with every sob as I sat between many lifeless bodies. Just an hour ago, it was normal, and how everything became a cemetery.

I tried to think about what my father said a few moments ago. Did he mean not to trust anyone except Menon? Or not to trust anyone including Menon?

The fire started spreading, and I didn't know what to do or how to escape. All of a sudden, a door burst open with a bunch of men storming inside the mansion.

They came again? I tried to run away and hide but crashed into a strong body.

I looked up from his black suit to his face. His eyes were furious and his jaw tightened. His dark hair was falling over his forehead as he looked down to match my height.

"Check if anyone is still alive," he ordered the people behind him, and they all hurried to complete the duty.

His heart still isn't satisfied with all the killings? He still wants to make sure all of our people are dead and wants to kill every single person. A sob escaped, and I tried to run away from him, but he pulled me back by my arm, and I once again crashed into him.

A wooden decor from the ceiling fell down with the fire, and I jumped in fear. I instantly hugged this person as if he would save me from this nightmare. What was I even thinking, hugging a murderer?

I instantly pushed him with all my force and questioned, "Who the hell are you?"

"Aadhya?" I heard Aarushi's mother's voice from behind me. I turned with huge hope to see someone alive. She didn't have a single scratch, and I was so relieved to see her safe and sound. I was about to run towards her and hug her, but this monster held me tight in his arms.

"Do you want to know?" he questioned. His eyes, which were dangerously on me, moved a few degrees behind me. He pulled out his gun and shot something-or someone.

I hurriedly turned back to see my godmother now dead. He shot her between her eyebrows. A knife in her hand dropped-must be to protect herself.

Wasting no time, I picked the knife and stabbed this man in his torso. I don't know if it pierced his heart, liver, or brain. All I know is the knife is inside his torso. Point to note: I never held a knife, let alone killed someone.

"Kartik!" the guy almost the same age as this person screamed.

Kartik clenched his jaw, pulled the knife out, and threw it aside. "I am fine. Did you find anyone alive?"

The hell is wrong with this guy? He is bleeding right now and still cares if anyone is still alive. Why is he so passionate about killing everyone?

"All are dead, and the mansion is burnt ninety percent," that guy replied.

My heart sank. Even though the truth is in front of my eyes, I still chose to believe someone is still alive out there and will protect me.

"Gautam, arrange the vehicle. We need to leave," Kartik said and started dragging me along with him.

I resisted, but my strength was no match for him. He is at least ten times stronger than all the men here. With every second, his speed increased, and I almost skipped a few steps. By the time we were near the gates, the mansion collapsed with a loud bang. All the bright fire was gone, replaced by darkness and dust. The entire scene slowly faded as I shut my eyes and fainted.

The last thing I heard was a faint voice: "Kartik, control your anger."

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The soft bed was warm and cozy. I tried to pull the blanket as much as I could to cover myself and sleep more. My body felt so relaxed as if I were sleep-deprived. That's funny! Princess Aadhya is good at one thing, and that's to sleep well.

I tried to pull any pillow around me but found none, which is surprising as my bed is filled with pillows. I love being surrounded by pillows. I slowly opened my eyes to spot any nearby but frowned. The bed sheets, the bed, the wall, and the entire freaking room are different. I am somewhere else!

I sat up in shock. One by one, memories came back-how my parents arranged my marriage with Mr. Menon, I rejected it and tried to run away from my house in disguise, someone wiping out the entire Reddy family, and finally being kidnapped by the person who killed my family.

I stormed to the door and started banging on it. I don't care how many people are outside. I will fight every single person and escape. The door opened, revealing the same man who kidnapped me. What was his name again?

Kartik?

"Trying to run away, are we?" he questioned and locked the door from inside.

He is wearing a night robe while I am still in my servant uniform. The robe revealed his upper chest muscles slightly, and he smelled of aftershave.

"How can you face me after killing my family?" I punched his chest.

He winced, and I remembered I stabbed him earlier. I felt bad for hurting a person, but I chose to brush all these thoughts aside for now.

"That lady? Isn't she your maid?" he questioned back, rubbing the wound to ease his pain.

"She is still my family," I gritted my teeth. "Her life is still valuable. She must have felt so much pain."

"No, she was dead in a second. But I wish she felt pain instead of the painless death," he answered casually.

Anger rose within me. I started punching him. "You monster, how heartless can you be?"

He dodged my punches with ease. The smirk on his face grew wider with every miss. This only added fuel to me. I pulled his hair in both of my fists, and he yelled in pain.

Okay! Now that's what it takes to hurt this monster Kartik.

"Aadhya, leave me. Don't touch my hair." He tried to loosen my grip, but I didn't budge.

"Finally, someone is feeling pain. You deserve this for killing my family." I pulled his hair more strongly. At this rate, he would surely be bald.

"It's my final warning, Aadhya." His voice was now getting stronger.

"Will I miss my flight after the final warning?" I provoked.

With a swift movement, he pulled me up and pinned me to the wall. My legs still hanging, and my arms around his neck, trying to support myself. His entire body is pressed against mine. I squirmed, trying to get away from him, but it was futile as my body just rubbed against his.

"Stop moving," he roared.

I froze for a moment but got back to my senses. He needs to be punished in any way, and once again, I started pulling his hair.

"You stop moving!" I roared back.

He pulled me from the wall, and now I am completely clinging onto his strong body for support. My legs around his waist, my chest to his eye level, and his hair in my grip.

He threw me on the bed in a swift motion. The spring mattress bounced my body a little. I looked up to him standing in front of me. He looked so much taller in this view, and I felt tinier than ever.

I sat up and tried to lunge for his hair, but he pushed me back and pinned me to the bed. Now he is laying on top of me, and me under him. His right leg is between my legs, and my arms above my head-he locked both my wrists with one palm. I had nowhere to go and lay under his mercy.

His nose flared with heavy breaths and fanned just above my breasts from the tiny opening of the dress. I shivered under his powerful gaze and hold.

He slowly looked at my lips, then my eyes, and back to my lips. "You asked for it, Aadhya. Don't say I didn't warn you."

What does it mean? Holy shit! Did he get any wrong idea with our position? My eyes went wide when I saw him opening the knot of his robe.

No! That's the only thing keeping him dressed.