The Twisted Triangle

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Back with another chapter as many of my favorite readers wanted me to come back soon.

So, this chapter is dedicated to them and also to those who commented to update soon!
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So let's get started with this one today!




Writer's pov

Bela and Nakul were having the awkward heated glares.

None of them were ready to back down but the person watching them from a distance, didn't like the way they both watched each other!

Walked in The drop dead gorgeous
" The Ishaan Malhotra"

His tall well sculpted physique.....his handsome chiselled face was full of Confidence.
His face devoid of any emotions but inside, he was feeling rage!

Specially watching a complete man whore like The Nakul Mahendra Trehan who is also his best friend, having an intense eye lock with his Angel!

Wait!
His Angel?

Yes, you guys heard it right!
You must be wondering what non sense this writer is talking about and from where the hell, this Ishaan Malhotra came!

Well, it's a long story my dear readers!

Let me explain this twist to all of you!

Few months Back

Ishaan Malhotra was wasted as usual at a club and this time his situation was worse....he didn't know where his phone was....and he did not even brought his friends or a date!

He was wobbling on the stairs leading to the parking, trying to reach to his car.

But as you all know, luck never favours drunkards, he tripped and fell straight down on his butts but something worst happened. His head hit the edge of one of the steps and he began to bleed.

He cursed bad as today he was all alone.
His driver was not there... His phone was missing....and he got hit...!

What a fortunate Fate!

He didn't know for how long, he layed there, trying to regain his strength but after some time, he heard a sweet voice.

Sir, are you ok?
Oh my! You are Bleeding!
Let me help you! - the voice echoed

Ishaan very well knew that clubs like these were filled with gold diggers and opportunist women who wanted just one chance to exploit rich men and he didn't want them to take advantage of his weak condition.

He pushed the figure away and cursed - Leave me alone you gold Digger!

I don't need help from a slut like you!

With all due respect Sir!
I know what you are implying here but you be assured I am not one of those dolls!
And besides, I really think you are in dire need of some help!

Let me help you, ok?
I am not a thug or a sex worker!
You can check my Id if that makes you any better. - the girl spoke softly

Her voice was melodic.....her scent was alluring....had it been some other time, Ishaan would have asked her out for a night.

She was different than the women he knew and met! Ishaan tried to look at the angel but his dizzy mind and blurry eyes didn't help.

He knew he was in trouble and taking help from this woman seemed safer than driving his own car so he nodded and with some difficulties, finally passed her his card.

The girl read the information and said - Let me take you to your place sir!

The girl patiently dragged Ishaan him to her car despite him being as heavy as the Hulk. She made him sit and secured him in the seat beside her and drove. Ishaan was in no conditions to even register whether she was driving in the right direction or not.
So he slurred -
Where are you even taking me?

The woman rolled her eyes and replied - Don't worry sir!
You are safe with me!

Ishaan laughed at her. He himself was a dangerous man and here this meek woman was telling him that she was keeping him safe.
But anyways, those words sounded comforting. It's not everyday that he met someone who would bother to make him feel safe.

He kept blabbering something for a while and soon dozed off.
The woman reached the mentioned address and rolled her eyes, as the building in front of her was a fricking Mansion!

She mentally wanted to slap this person for his stupidity. He probably had everything in his life, yet he decided to get wasted.

What a Shame!

Sighing, she took him to his mansion and rang the bell. An old guard helped her to take Ishaan inside as he was still wobbling and could not walk straight even for one step.

She asked the guard to get her a first aid box and warned ishaan to sit at one place without a fuss. And like an obedient kid, Ishaan followed her instructions. He kept pouting and slurred a word or two but one could not make out even one word.

The woman held his head and gestured him to be quite and let her do his dressing.

Ishaan watched her, close to him....there was no other emotion on her face other than care. He blinked his eyes carefully, trying to register any details of her, So that he can remember her after she would  leave....but nothing was registering in his brains.

Only her scent and her angelic voice was her only identity.!
She had a certain innocent angelic aura around her that compelled Ishaan to spend some more time with her.

He was feeling cared for!

No woman had taken care of him, not even his own mother.
She was too busy making business deals.
His dressing was done and the woman asked him to sleep but this man on the other hand didn't want to sleep as he knew she won't be there when he would be awake and for reasons Unknown to him, he wanted her to stay.

May be Forever!
He, for the first time was scared to loose the sight of a woman!

But all good things come to an end, so did his happy moments. The girl politely asked him to take care and she kept a few tablets for him on his side table and was about you leave when ishaan whined -
You are already Leaving angel?

The woman stopped in her shoes and turned towards him and spoke -
Yes I am!

I got to save many more like you!
But promise me, you will take care of yourself and stop with your foolishness.
You have probably everything stocked up in your palm yet you decide to get wasted.

Make a difference Sir!
Your money and your position is worth much more than just the empty bottles of Alcohol! - with that she left his room and Ishaan was frozen

Her words had affected him deep and it magically changed something inside him!

The guard escorted her and ishaan kept looking at her retreating figure but soon sleep engulfed him!

The next day ishaan woke up groaning but his face searched for that one person who didn't leave his mind despite being so wasted.

He was hoping against all the odds that his mysterious angel would still be there....But who was he kidding?

His mystery angel was long gone!

He looked at the side table and a smile broke out on his face looking at the meds and the note that stated -

Eat me!

Oh! How I wish you were here my mystery angel!
But never mind, I will find you!

And make you mine! - he self talked

Nah, You are too precious to cage in!
You are too pure to lust over!
I will make you my queen!
And I will protect you and care for you for the rest of my life! - he spoke softly

The next few days went by in blue, Ishaan was back to his work but something changed inside him. He was no more interested in playing around!
His only aim was to find out about his Angel!

He asked one of his best detectives to search for the woman who had changed his life.

He never mentioned about this incident to anyone except for Nakul, fearing that they find her before him and will keep her to themselves and he could not afford that!

He needed her!
She was his light!
His Beautiful Mystery Angel!

And it was not until recently when he finally found out who his savior was!

His Angel for Life!


Flashback Ends Here

So guys!
That's how our ladies man, the player Ishaan Malhotra knew Bela.
He yet hasn't met her officially and isn't sure if Bela remembers him or not but he was waiting for the right time to finally meet her.

He had watched her from far these two last days, following her routine as he now knew Bela was his Mystery Angel!

He was sure, she was going to be an important part of his life!
And when he saw his friend this close to his Angel, his heart twisted.

The fear of loosing his Angel bubbled up. So, he decided to confess to Bela and Nakul both.
He did not want any complications.!

And it seemed like Today was the Day!

He walked upto them and watched Nakul, shamelessly eye raping Bela and for the first time he wanted to beat the shit out of him!

How dare he look at his Angel like that!

He was misbehaving with his Bela!

It didn't matter to him at that time that, both of them were best of friends, all he wanted to do was harshly pull away Nakul.
He made his presence known by clearing his throat!

Both Bela and Nakul saw him and Bela narrowed her eyebrows.
Bela realised something and opened her mouth to speak But she was smartly cut off by Ishaan and he spoke -
Pardon me Lady!

But I need this friend of mine, because of some urgency!
Kindly excuse us!

She began - Y... You??
Sir, aren't you the one who.... I

Ishaan mentally cursed as he did not want Nakul as his witness when he would talk to Bela about the incident.

He fake glared at Nakul who was frowning at his behavior!
He was interrupting his time with Bela and Nakul clearly hated that, unaware that the feeling was mutual.

Frustrated, Nakul passed his card to one of the sales executive.

Before anything else interrupted them, Ishaan literally dragged Nakul, leaving a frowning Bela and a confused Nakul.

He looked at Bela with so much emotions that she was confused at his sudden behavior but shook her head and dialled Suhani to meet her at the counter.

Ishaan dragged Nakul to the empty terrace and let out a breath.

What were you doing with her? - Ishaan hissed

Trehan?
I am asking you this again, don't test my patience!
What were you doing with her? - he gritted his teeth

Me? Who? - Nakul frowned

Don't act dumb Nakul!
I am talking about Angel, my Bela!
What were doing with her? - Ishaan shouted

An....angel??? What is wrong with you Ishaan?
And what's with you if I was with some Bela or some whore?
Since when do I have to explain you about girls? - Nakul fired back

Mind your tongue Trehan!
Show this fake anger to someone else!
And She is not one of the whores, you toy with! Stop looking at her like a creep! - Ishaan held his collar

She is BELA!!! - he spoke sharply

I know what her name is Ishaan!
What has gone into you?
And why is it bothering you so much? - asked Nakul not Liking his friend taking her name in such a possession

It's not like you know her or have a thing for her? - Nakul snapped

But Ishaan remained quite!

Malhotra! - Nakul growled but his friend looked at everywhere but him

You got to be kidding me?
I can't believe you are holding my collar for a girl, you might even not know!
Come on man! What is wrong with you?
Who is she to you anyways? - Nakul could not help but wonder

Ishaan took a sharp breath and spoke  eye to eye -

Bela is the Mysterious girl who helped me that night!
And I think I am attracted to her!

So you better keep your filthy hands away from her or I don't know what I will do to you Trehan!
Just remember my words Trehan, she is special to me! - Ishaan's eyes turned cold

And Nakul gritted his teeth!
He could not bare his friend gushing over Bela!
He could not process, what the fucking hell his friend was talking about... All he could register was that he was claiming her as his!
And there is no way, he would let that Happen!

She is off your limits Malhotra!
She is a family! - Nakul pushed Ishaan harshly

Family????
You bastrad!
Let her decide that! - Ishaan retorted and he stormed out of the terrace

And Nakul saw Red!

Angry!
He was damn Angry!

One girl is what he wanted and she is supposedly liked by his own best friend!

What was happening to him!
He himself was not able to understand, all they had between them was pure rage and judgements.

He judged Bela and she did too!

But why dud it bother him if Ishaan liked Bela!

And now this Triangle!
And he surely didn't like this one bit!

He had to make her away from his friend, because he had already laid his eyes on Bela!






Uh-Oh!
Twist in Tale?
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What Do you think of this twisted triangular connection?

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