Kunal's pov:

My hands shivered when i reached out for the coffee mug kept next to my Laptop, i am working on! The code for an app that stores the battery,  it is basically an app for emergencies. When our phone switches off, when the battery is drained, this app basically saves 5%, so that we can, call or message in case of some emergency.

It is almost completed. And i should be happy for this part, but I am not. I am not happy or anything that depicts positive energy, in place i am anxious and nervous if I don't know what.

I don't know why  my hands are shivering like this, why I am getting these vibes like something is going to  happen, something worse that can destroy everything?

I don't know why I have been feeling like this, since morning. And i can't ignore it even if i try to, it's eating me from inside. I didn't mention it in front of anyone but every passing second the sadness in me is increasing  and this sucks!

Am i going to lose my job? because of these codes, what if they don;t work. No i should recheck them. I grabbed the mug from one hand while the other hand traced on the keyboard of my PC. And i skimmed over the codes once again, checking for the errors.

I picked up the mug, and wanted to bring it up to my lips, but the mug slipped off my hand, and directly landed on the keyboard of my precious laptop.

"What the fuck" i cursed.

"Damn"I removed the mug immediately pushing myself on my feet in panic,  but the damage was already done, the coffee was spilled all over the keyboard.

"When I picked up the laptop and tilted it, the coffee flowed down from between the buttons.

What a mess!!!

Big mess I guess!

Taking the tissues i tried to wipe the rest of the coffee .But we all know this ain't gonna work."Damn"I cursed, slamming the tissue onto the laptop. And run a hand through my hair frustratedly. Already i was all anxious about these codes, and now! How could i be so careless. 

I pulled the pen drive off the socket and connected it on the cpu, to check whether my hardwork is saved, or destroyed because of my carelessness.

The monitor glows up with the codes and i sigh in relief, thank god! Thank god i was cautious about taking back up and my hardwork isn't lost,  taking a breath of relief, i smiled tracing my hand over my nape. 

Maybe this accident was the reason for the anxiety and nervousness, and it is all done now, thankfully it isn't a big thing, as expected. And i am glad. A message notification gained my attention, breaking my trains of thought, and my smiling to myself session,  i looked at the phone screen staring at it hoping it's the love of my life!

Who had messaged me!!!!

That she miss me, or she wants me to bring something for her like ice cream  on my home, i chuckled inwardly as i remember the last time when she called me between a meeting asking to bring an ice cream for her because she was on her periods, and i left the meeting and rushed home to deliver the ice cream to her.

And to take care of her, because it was her first day and I knew she would be in deep pain,

When they please us on normal days, it's our duty to keep them happy when she is going through some pain isn't it?

And when I reached home she was sleeping peacefully!!!!

Other than watching her while sleeping i had no option left. And trust me watching your wife sleeping is the best feeling in the world. The feeling no heaven can give you. The profound happiness of watching the person you love without disturbance.

The hair falling on her puffy cute face, makes me urge to remove it, revealing the cute face, with plump lips, and as i did her hot breath fanned against my fingers, and something ran through me, something that was wierd and lovely.

Her cheek against the pillow flat, and lips formed in a pout, and deep heavy breaths she looked like a cute panda sleeping in my bedroom.

Speaking of panda! never ever call a girl a panda or a Grizzly or something just because she is cute, trust me she will throw you out of the room saying that you are calling her fat! Like Nandini did to me when I just praised her, she looked like a panda while sleeping. God that day i have to sleep in the guest room, without her next to me, to cuddle. And i barely slept that day.

I really can't sleep without cuddling her close to me, in all these six years she was always next to me, and i am habitual to her now. I can't even imagine a life without her now.

Grabbing the phone as soon as I came out of my thoughts i swipe it up l, unlocking the phone it was her. And a smile flashed on my face and i opened her inbox.

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The phone fell down my hand, and it felt like something was broken, not the phone but me, something in me was broken as I read the message sent by the love of my life. It was the thing i never ever dreamt of experiencing. 

It felt like my heart was pierced by zillions of needles, and a lone tear escaped my brimmed eyes as I stared in void at no one but darkness, that was engulfing me.

The unbearable pain I was having felt like a heartattack, and as if there was a rope around my throat, being pulled every second. The words from the message spinning in my head. The lone tear on my cheek, replaced with a bunch of them.  

This a joke right?

Tell me it is.

Nandini is pranking me ?

She can't just leave me like that.

Comeon she can't!

She loves me.

I am her husband!

She love me and only me there is no one in her life right?

No! i must've mis read it! Yes! Let me just re-read it, i am going mad today, maybe the anxiety i was feeling is all over my mind, forcing me to do wierd and wrong things

I looked around me, on te table, throwing away the papers , pen stands and everything,searching for my phone.

I must've read it wrong! THere is no way possible that Nandini will leave me, she won't!

Something cracked under my feet,  it was my phone. No! WIth shiivering hand and shaky breath, bend down, reaching for my phone, the tears fell down  on my hand.Why the hell am i crying? It is nothing like that i've just mis read the message. Nothing like whatever i am thinking.

The car halted in front of a black not-too-large bunglow at a secluded place, surrounded by barren plots, the thunder clattered as I watched the house ahead of us, pure black, door windows, it looked terrifying like a haunted and cursed house. 

The darkness through it screamed tremendous madness, and evilness. loving black never meant to build your house and your surrounding black. it snatches the light, the brightest the joy replacing everything with only one thing that is horror, It is chilling and petrifying to be here. 

I gulped, staring at the hell, his house. I can’t live in this chilling place. My spine steeled and my legs shivered.

"Welcome to hell mon amour"the whisper in my ear made me jump on my place, my hand reached for my heart, and I stared at Manik with my breathing fast who had a psychotic grin on his face. My senses crippled and my eyes went wider, as I stared at him under the influence of what he was doing, torturing me. And enjoying it. I could feel tears brimming in my eyes as Manik stepped out of the car and headed towards my side.

My heart is pounding in my chest! My breathing ragged and my chest heaved.

He opened the door, while i watch his movements like a handicap who can;t move or do anything other than watching im with horror filled voice, his grip came towards my hand as i watched everything in slow motion and wrapped around my wrist. 

As his rough hands came in contact with mine, my trauma ended, and i breathed out shaking my head, and snapped my head in his direction, “No” i cried.

My words couldn't even escape my lips, when he pulled me put of the car with force making me stumble out of it, almost falling on the floor, but his grip didn’t allowed me.

"Manik"i shouted, and wriggled my wrist trying to get his hands for me i am not going to go at this petrifying freak’s haunting house. I was literally being dragged by the force, he was ptting pulling me  towads him.

I cried, hitting his hand around mine. But monsters don't feel anything.

The black main door, watched me beig dragged towards itself, and i cried shaking my head the door laughed at me, ‘ welcome to hell; Manik’s words running through my head. 

I shook my head violently, hitting his hand furiously, my teeth gritted against each other in helplessness and anger. 

The guard stood next to the door got my attetion, i shouted “Manik-no! help”the muscular tower stood with his arms crowssed across his chest with emotionless face.

He bowed at Manik and opened the door for us, as we crossed him,his emotionless stoic face still on.

"Help me you dumb cunt!"I bellowed looking over my shoulder.

"Help-"my words couldn’t escape my lips as i was thrown forward with full force, a gasp escaped my mouth and my back hit the couch. 

THe cruel man stood in front me like a wall, glaring at me. “Le-” my words froze as he placed his hands on either side of the couch, trapping me. I could see the fury building in him, a lump forming in my throat, I stared at his black orbs which were screaming anger and rage and more hatred.

“you are not allowed to scream here"he gritted serenely yet ferociously, the oxygen in me dried under his intense glare of hatred and dominance, and i shuddered in helplessness and weakness, falling back more into the couch behind me as i watch him without batting an eye. 

His eyes didn’t left mine even for a second, and he leaned more closer to me, his breath fanning on my face, while my breath remained struck in my throat.

He watched me for a heartbeat with his hatred filled eyes, before it concealed with something dull and then amusement curled on his lips, and he stepped back farther from my face. BUt remained leaned towards me trapping me on the couch.

"I mean until then, when i make love to you"he added with a smirk as his fingers played with my hairs. I gulped, shaking my head at him.

“But wait”he ignored with a tsk sound.

“You never loved me right” he teased, keeping his index finger on hi lower lip. 

“Then it will be fucking”he boasted, placing his hand again beside me, as his eyes went darker as he said those words while a shiver ran down my spine, and tears flowed down my eyes. He is torturing me, threatening me, daunting me and here I am under him helpless, crying and sobbing over my fate. 

"Why are you doing this….please let me go" I begged, with hiccups due to continuous crying.

"Please-"

"Ssh-shhh….mon-amour "he  cut me off, brushing the tears away with the pad of his thumb.

"Why are you crying?"he cooed innocenty as if he don’t know why am i crying, I am crying because my ex is back in my life, psychotic and stubborn enough to kill my only wel wisher with whom i can share everything, my best friend. He wants me to punish me for something, i didn;t do wrong.

Break up is not a sin nor a crime.It depended on my choice. Then why am i being so brutully punished, why is he doing this? Why he killed my best friend, why he wants to torture me and enjoy torturing me?

Just why?

“Don’t cry”he shook his head softly, cupping my right cheek.

"You have to cry your whole life, so save your tears baby"he switched his tone and tone in warning yet amusement but his voice was still soft. As if he is not threatening me, but comforting me.

 I looked at him with tearful eyes. How can be someone so inhuman, so merciless and desolated of feelings that he can’t even realise what he is doing to me.

He smirked leaning back sitting at the table behind him. And rubbed his hands against his thighs in excitement.

I steeled my spine sitting straight not taking my eyes off hi and watching him, and his inhuman behaviour. How far can he go to destroy me?

"I already told you baby!!! it's not just a house where you have to live, it's a personal hell for you , your bad time starts now, .you have to cry everyday, i will make you realise the sin you committed,  breaking someone's heart!!!!"he said his tone was calm and sarcastic at first but word by word it was becoming harsh and full of rage. 

I looked away in disgust, my helplessness replacing with anger and irritation, how cheap can someone think? hoW CUEL CAN SOMEONE ME, PETTY FACE NEVER RESEMPLE YOUR SOUL. 

hiS HANDSOME FACE IS JUST A TRAP TO HIDE HIS DRKNESS WITHIN.

His hands came on me wrapping around my cheeks as he gippe them rughly, making me ook at hi, his finger dug into my skin.

"You are nothing but just a pet to me …whom i will abuse, fuck and play with"he growled.

"B..ut ..th…iss…wa…s ….ntt y..ou"i tried to speak with him holding my cheeks roughly showing all hate he had for me .

"Yes this wasn't me”he agreed