Her Mysterious Lover

Dear Readers,

Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issues with that. Rest I can guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline.

The following are my books if interested do give a look over them:

1) Chosen By An Alpha

2) Purchased A Werewolf

3) The Luna's Pretended Love Interest

4) Alpha's Last Minute Bride

*All the characters and the incidences in the story are created by me. In case, it matched even a little with someone else then it's just a mere coincidence.

* Please don't copy my idea!

*If you find this book anywhere under a different pen name then please let me know!

*I didn't mean to hurt anyone's intention and religion. So, if you find anything offensive then forgive me in advance.

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No One POV

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A loud wailing could be heard of a child who was crying because of the hunger, but her father, on the other side, was busy in fucking someone else. Tears came out from four months old infant due to suffocation and hunger.

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"God, she is so irritating. Darling, can you please shut her mouth? She is ruining our moment.", That lady said as the man left the bed, cursing the child and looking at the baby ungratefully. He brought a milk bottle and mixed water in it before stuffing it in the mouth of the now nearly unconscious baby, who immediately sucked the milk quenching her hunger, knowing that her father was so cruel and he could snatch the bottle anytime.

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While a young man was looking at this scene with a pained heart for the baby, thinking how a father could be so cruel, unknown to the fact that he was not her father but a kidnapper.

Falak's POV

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'Do you think your life is difficult? Or has God put all the problems in your life? Trust me; if you feel so, then you won't say the same after hearing my lifestyle.'

'Hi Everyone, I am Falak Srivastav, and I stay with my dad, step-mom, and my half-brother in Sydney.'

'I don't know what is wrong with me? My family hates me. Generally, daughters are the Princess of their fathers, but my father treats me like trash. My stepmother treats me like a maid. My half-brother practically hates me. Dad started sending me to school when his friends came to know that I am his daughter, and he treats me like a maid.

But school life sucks because I study in the same class in which my brother, Lance, studies. My stepmother and half Australian, while my father and I are Indian.'

'Coming back to where I had left, yes, Lance. He doesn't leave a single chance to bully me. He is good at everything except his studies. He always forces me to do his homework and project. He threatened me not to let anyone know that I am his half-brother.

I don't have any friends because I am not good at making friends or socializing. Everyone near me hates me. I loathe them.'

'I do study in school, but my father doesn't pay my fees. I have to do a few part-time jobs to support my studies. Also, no matter how many part-time jobs do. I have to do all the household work as well. Cooking, cleaning, washing, and everything. Mom and dad always say that I should be grateful that they let me stay in the house and feed me, so I must do all the work to show my gratitude.'

'It was my birthday today. Unlike other kids, I didn't receive any gifts or cake, but something horrible because of which I hated my birthday. He hit me with a belt until I fell unconscious. Sometimes, I wonder why he doesn't kill me?'

'Whenever I feel like I will die, he saves my life. As per him, "He won't let me die that easily."

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Right now, I was crying, hiding myself in the bushes in the garden. I always came here because this was my permanent hideout.

'Why is my father so cruel to me? Is it because I am a girl?'

I was sobbing and battling with my thoughts. God knows how long that I slept in the middle. When I opened my eyes, it was going to be dark, which meant I had to go back home.

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Immediately my eyes landed on the two boxes kept near me. I looked everywhere to see who kept this here because no one came here. But no one was there. There was a small note stick on the box.

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"Happy Birthday, Senorita," the note said. Wait! What? Who is the Senorita here? I groaned. Was someone trying to do a prank on me? With a shivering hand, I opened the first box and found a small keypad phone.

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Then suddenly, that phone vibrated, notifying a new message.

'Please accept this as a birthday gift. I am asking much, but please keep this with you so that we can stay in touch.'

I narrowed my eyes on the person's request. I opened the 2nd box and found my favorite black forest cake.

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"Hope you enjoy your favorite cake, Senorita. Go home safely after eating the cake."

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I almost dropped that phone in surprise.

'Who the hell is he? How does he or she know that this is my favorite cake?'

I cut the slice of the cake and smell it. It smelled heavenly, and I remembered I hadn't eaten anything since morning. I finally ate that slice, and it tasted so delicious.

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I almost ate all the cake and smiled happily.

"Thank you. By the way, who are you? Are you a boy or girl? How do you know about my favorite cake?"

I typed slowly and hit the send button, and started waiting for the person's reply.

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"I can't reveal who I am. Until then, you can call me your mysterious lover because I am a boy. And last but not least, I know everything about you." came a message from the other side, and my breath became uneven. I was sure he was a stalker; otherwise, how did he know about my hideout? And my favorite cake? Now, the question of whether I should take this phone with me to home or not? If anyone finds out about me having a phone, then they will surely kill me.

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'And you want to get killed by them, isn't it? So, it is better to do something to get yourself killed rather than waiting for your death.', My mind said, and I agreed with it. I hid the phone under my shoes and started walking back to my home.

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The moment I entered my home, I was welcomed by a tight slap. "You fucking useless bitch! Where the hell were you? Who will cook food for dinner?" I sobbed slowly. "Go and cook the food if you don't want me to kick your ass.", She hissed, and I walked toward the kitchen. I prepared the food for them. And after eating dinner, all three left the living room. I ate the leftover food from their plate after washing all the dishes. I walked toward my room, which was not even a good room to stay in. They hadn't even provided a mattress to me. I sleep on the old torn bedsheet. The storeroom didn't have proper heating or cooling. So, in summer, I have to stay sweating, and in winter, I always get frozen up.

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I tried to sleep, but I was not feeling sleepy at not. Just like another teenager, I was feeling giddy with the thought that someone loved me.

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I hope he was not kidding. But why would someone love me? I meant I was a nerd. Everyone saw me, a girl with messy hair, an ungroomed face. And who wore oversize school dresses or clothes and old shoes? They saw me as someone who didn't even have a basic sense of fashion or dress style, but that's not the complete truth; my parents never bought me anything suitable to wear. All my mind was filled with a lot of thoughts.

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Then my phone vibrated-a new message from the same unknown number. I opened the message with my finger shaking. I want to know what did he send?

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"Good Night Senorita"

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I always wanted my family to love me. But Nevermind, someone else was doing their job. My life was full of shit, pain, and miseries, so just a tiny amount of love meant a lot to me. I felt happy. I felt special.....

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#TBC

Falak's POV

I woke up early in the morning, around 4 AM, to study and to complete my assignment because I knew that I wouldn't get time to study later. After that, I hurried went in the kitchen to prepare the breakfast Crumbled Bacon and Hard-boiled Egg Sandwiches, and fresh orange juice for everyone. Thankfully, I didn't have to prepare lunch because no one stayed at home during lunchtime.

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I was waiting for the local bus at the bus stop and saw Dad taking Lance to the school in his car. They saw me but acted as if I was not there. Well, this was nothing new, so I didn't feel bad about it, right? I have someone to love me now.

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'Did he send any message in the morning?', I thought and checked my mobile, taking it out from my shoes as I couldn't take the risk to leave it at home or school bag with a fear that I may get caught.

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"Good Morning, Senorita."

"Will you just smile while reading my message, or will you message me back?", He had sent me that message with a wink expression at the end. I started smiling more.

'How does he know that I will be smiling after reading his message?'

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"Good Morning. Can you please tell me how do you know me?" I sent him that message and again hid my mobile. The moment I entered the school premises, I saw the gang of bad boys who were staring at me with a wicked smile on their face, and guess what Lance was the one who asked them to trouble me. After all, he was also a part of them. I knew that I was in trouble by the look on their face.

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I tried to go, ignoring their presence, but Lance held my schoolbag and pulled me toward him.

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"Seems like you are in a hurry to attend the class. Huh", He mocked.

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"Please let me go, Lance.", I pleaded.

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"Okay, you can go.", He said by didn't leave my schoolbag. I tried to snatch it from his hand, but l was like a doe between those wolves.

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"Enough, Lance.", There came a strong and deep voice of...umm Jacob? He was a friend of Lance's and stayed with him all the time. He was also a part of a bad boy's gang, but he was different from others. Neither he troubled me nor saved me; he just gave me a disappointed look. If I was guessing it right then, he felt pity for me.

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"Are you trying to save him, Jacob?" Lance asked.

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"No.", He said in a cold tone. "I am saving all of us. If anyone sees us troubling her, then we will be in danger.", He said, and immediately Lance let me go, and I didn't waste my time in running toward my classroom.

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During lunchtime, I hid myself in the library because I knew that those boys never come here and I would be safe here. I spent my time reading books. I was feeling hungry, and as usual, I hadn't brought a tiffin box. I always used to drink water to quench my hunger. I left from there to drink some water.

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"Don't worry, Falak. This is not the first time you are hungry. You are strong enough to handle all this." I talked with myself, and when I returned back to my place where I was studying, there was a small parcel from McDonald's and chocolate shakes. In short, it was a complete meal for one person.

There was a Double McChicken and fries inside it with small note 'Now onwards I won't let you stay hungry.' with a smiling face.

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'Did he come here to keep this?' I thought, and I smiled thinking that. I ate it silently, but not once did I stop myself from thinking about my mysterious lover. I wonder who he could be? And why was he hiding his identity with me?

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After school hours, I spent the rest of the day by doing my part-time jobs till 8 PM, and then after reaching home, I did household work, the same old life. Everything around me was the same except for one thing. i.e., HIM.

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I was about to knock on the door of my parents when my legs froze after hearing mom's word. "When are you planning to sell that bitch?" I listened to my mom asking with dad.

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"She has just hit puberty. And no one pays well for those girls who look like a kid. So, at least let her be young. By the age of 15 or 16 years, I will sell her.", Dad answered, and I gasped in shock and ran back to my room. I burst into cries. My ears were filled with my dad's words.

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How could my dad even think of selling me? This thought killed the last hope I had for my family. I was always left out. I had no one with me. Today I felt a thousand times lonelier than I had ever been.

One thing was sure, now that I had to run away from here before they could sell me.

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I tried to sleep; I was not feeling sleepy at all after this new discovery. At the same time, my mobile vibrated.

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"Slept?"

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I checked my mobile and found two incoming messages, which I had received hours before.

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"I know you because you are my classmate.", This was a message which I had received four hours back. "It feels so good to talk with you finally.", There came his second message an hour before.

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"No. I haven't slept.", I messaged him back.

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"Would this sound creepy if I say that your reply is the best thing that I received today?" I smiled after reading his message.

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"I don't know. But that's cheesy." I hit the send button after reading my message thrice.

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"Hahahha...Well, I am glad that I am the reason behind your smile. You look more beautiful whenever you smile.", My smile widened after reading this message. I think He is the first person who said that I am beautiful; otherwise, even my parents don't find me beautiful or cute.

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"When did you see me smiling?" I asked because I rarely smile in school, as I don't have any reason to smile because my school life sucks.

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"When you were thinking about me during the lunchtime while having your lunch.", My jaws dropped after reading it. I was happy to get his attention, but in the meantime, it made me scared. I have read so many creepy things about stalkers. Didn't all of them start with all goody goody nature and then show the true colors? Even that thought freaked me out.

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"Don't be scared of me. I mean no harm. I mean, at least not for you, but someone I will surely going to break the nose of your stupid father who keeps hurting my princess."

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"You know about my family?",

"I know each and everything about you and your family." Tears started welling in my eyes after reading this.

"I know that Lance is your brother, and your family doesn't treat you well.", I read his second message. Even after knowing all this, why was he wasting his time on me? He might be knowing how pathetic my life was! A normal person would have hated me; then why was he interested in me?

"You there?" I received his third message, but I didn't reply to him. Instead, my mind was filled with a lot of questions and confusion.

"Falak, are you are ignoring me?" I could imagine his serious face while texting this message.

"Fine. I'm coming over to your house."

'Wait, what?'

'He can do that?'

'Now I was sure of one thing that whoever he was! Either he was from a powerful family, or he had lost his mind.'

"I'm here.", I replied before he was really here. Though I loved that idea for a while because in that way, I would come to know who he was, but then I might land in serious trouble.

"Christ, Seno! I was going to ask my driver to take me to your home." I read his message, and the suspicion which I had earlier on him got cleared that he was literally very rich. I meant, not any middle-class people could afford driver along with the car.

"Why me?" I asked the question which was troubling in my mind for a long.

"Is it because of bet or dare?" I asked another question that came to my mind after reading so many books where rich kids do these types of things for dare or bet between their friends.

"It's not what you're thinking."

"I can't answer your question of 'WHY ME' because if I will, then you will figure out who I am. But as I said earlier, I mean NO HARM. And I promise to take you out of that hell once you're eighteen."

I smiled at his message. I couldn't decipher whether he was really as good as he seemed as per his messages?

Immediately I recalled the conversation between mom and dad

'When are you planning to sell that bitch?

'She has just hit puberty. And no one pays well for those girls who look like a kid. So, at least let her be young. By the age of 15 or 16 years, I will sell her.'

"Can you do anything before that? I mean, before I turn eighteen?"

"I can't, but there's someone who can do that for me.",

"Then please help me.", I wrote desperately.

"I had to run away from here, but I have no idea about anything. I don't know how to manage it and where I should go if I will run away!" I confessed to my mysterious lover. At the same time, I was not sure whether he was a good person or not. He might take advantage of this situation or worst, but my situation in this house was also not that very great.

"Keeping my curiosity aside by asking infinite questions, I just want you to know that I will help you."

"You will?",

"Yes! But I need some time. Approx a week." I read his reply. He might be taking the time of a week to arrange all the things which he would need in escaping me from here!

Or he would be giving excuses so that I wouldn't feel bad if he directly said NO as his answer.

"I will wait.", I typed and really hoped that my second thought about him come out to be wrong.

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#TBC