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Chapter 21: Torture

"Hahaha. . ."

She opened her eyes and gasped, moving her body yet finding herself tied to the chair tightly. Her wrists pained and she glanced down at them, seeing red marks each time the rope moved to the side.

"Awake, are we?" Her eyes shout up at a familiar voice, and she watched her father take a seat on the chair opposite her with a glass of wine in his hand.

'How did I. . .' She paused her thoughts after remembering her last encounter with Jayant, realising she was kidnapped and not alone, but with Sheesh and Kavita, who were being pinned down to the ground roughly in front of her.

"Ahhh!" The two continued yelping in pain, feeling squashed between the ground and the foot of one of the men, who stood on their backs with all his weight pinning them down.

"What. . ." Her words were left incomplete as Shekhar interrupted immediately, stating his demand directly, "I want you to sign these. . ." He forwarded the papers with a small smile curled over his lips.

Her eyes lower onto the paper and she briefly scanned it, realising they were the property papers demanding transfer.

"I want my property back." He demanded in a stern tone, making himself clear and she raised her gaze, blinking at him.

Other than Kavita and Sheesh's painful grunts filling across the area, her heart was bartering against her chest at a fast pace, which she could hear from her ears.

"Why? You don't want to?" Shekhar questioned after the silence between them and Swara merely flapped her eyes at him.

"Why are you doing this?" She sounded upset, yet not surprised and he scoffed, continuing to stare into her eyes like a cold-hearted creature.

"It isn't wrong to obtain what was mine." He replied, leaning back on the chair he was sitting on, smirking as he took a sip from his glass.

"Why are you dragging them into this?" She raised her eyebrows, yet seeming rather tired and in distress than angry.

He shrugged while responding "they dragged themselves into this. I didn't do anything."

She closed her eyes for a second and swallowed, displeased while staring back at Shekhar, "please let them go."

"Why should I? I didn't kidnap them. . ." Shekhar trialled off, leaning forward again. "I might consider persuading Jayant to be nicer to them, if. . . You sign these without a drama."

Swara closed her mouth, unable to respond to that demand of his and he chuckled.

"You're so selfish. Why won't you let my property go? It's not yours to begin with. . ."

"My grandfather left it for me. . ." She trailed off while answering him back, "and this property took my mothers life, how can I give it back to you after what you did to her?"

Shekhar exhaled, clenching his fist "it, is, not, your property! With what rights are you claiming it? My father's property was meant for me! And I did as he said, so why will it be yours?"

"You killed my mother for this property, do you think I'll give it back to you?"

Shekhar grit his teeth as hard as he could, to control his raising anger.

"Fine. . ." He sighed, "if you want to play it like this, then play. . . I won't mind having fun!" He exclaimed, calming his anger.

He clapped his hands twice and soon, two men drag Sujata inside harshly.

"Leave me." Swara's eyes widened as she watched Sujata being thrown onto the floor.

Shekhar stood up, curling a small smile over his lips. "She's the reason why this all started. . . Let's end it with her. You can keep the property, but I won't spare her." He stated, heading towards Sujata, "I won't mind going prison for this murder." He added and bent down, holding Sujata's chin in his hand as hard as he could.

"You jerk!" Sujata exclaimed and he scoffed at her, "you started this. . . You influenced her and filled her ears against me. You're the reason why she has my property."

"You never obtained it rightfully. . . So why are you crying when it left your shadow?" Sujata questioned with a taunt and he threw her face to the side.

He stood back up and faced Swara, who was worried for Sujata, "you'll be responsible for what happens to her. . . Don't regret, okay?" He uttered, and stepped on Sujata's hand as hard as he could.

"Ahhhhhh!" Sujata screamed and tried pushing his foot off with her other hand, but it was too painful for her to be able to push him off.

"No, stop!" Swara shouted, wriggling in her chair as fast as she could.

"Please stop!" She begged, tilting over and falling onto the floor. Her hand squashed between the ground and the chair, causing her immense pain.

"Ahhh!" She hissed and tried moving the chair but failed. "Ahhh!"

Her chair was lifted and tears slid down her cheeks, she raised her gazes and watched Jayant caressing her hand.

"Swara, be careful. . ." He concernedly uttered and rubbed her hand with his thumb, "you can't damage those precious hands. . . how will you make me wear the garland?"

His question surprised her and she looked on, understanding his hint straightaway.

"Do your lovey dovey scenes later!" Shekhar exclaimed, grabbing the attention again. "She needs to see what happens to people who plan and plot against me. . ." He took his foot off from Sujata's hand, glancing down at her and she caressed her hand while tears slide down her cheeks.

"No. . . Please. . ." Tears slide down Swara's eyes and her voice cracked while she pleaded.

Shekhar held Sujata by her hair, lifting it harshly and Sujata closed her eyes in pain.

Swallowing her spit, she closed her eyes "I'll do it, I'll sign the papers, please leave them alone!" Her cries reached Shekhar's ears as fast as they could and he left Sujata's hair, instantly facing Swara.

"If it was this easy to break all her pride, then we should've planned this on the first day the property slid out of my hands. . ." Shekhar uttered as he shared a smile with Jayant, heading towards Swara with the papers once again.

"It's never too late." Jayant replied, and slightly bent as he began untying Swara's hands.

Her watery eyes slowly open again and she finds Shekhar waiting impatiently in front of her, with the papers and pen in his hand.

XX

"Where is Swara?" Sameer wondered, walking into the hall with his forehead creased.

Nayonika shrugged, "she should be here somewhere."

"Kavita's missing too. . . And so is, sh. . ." He briefly remembered "Sheesh" he completed confusingly.

"See, I told you." Nayonika turned as Sahil walked out into the hall. "I told you Sheesh was missing few hours ago. . . Now Swara and Kavita too? Something is definitely wrong."

"They couldn't have been kidnapped, they were right here. . . So where did they go?" Sameer uttered, unable to believe they were kidnapped right under their noses while Nayonika gave it a thought.

Sanskaar walked out, "their phones are switched off." He uttered after hearing partial of their conversation, already trying to call the three beforehand.

"Could it be. . . Shekhar?" Nayonika muttered in a low tone, giving it a thought but Sameer heard.

"How? He was here when Sheesh first went missing." Nayonika looked at Sameer, "where is he now?"

"He. . ." Sameer stopped as he had no clue where Shekhar is.

"I saw him go out about two hours ago." Sahil answered Nayonika as he remembered watching Shekhar exit the house slyly. "He looked so sly and suspicious. It was as if he was going to rob a bank. . ." Sahil added, over exaggerating slightly as he revealed it in false details.

"Be serious." Sameer sternly uttered and Sahil glanced at him, "I am serious, he did leave the house in a rush."

"In a rush, wasn't he so sly and suspicious earlier ago?" Sameer questioned and Sahil lowered his tone slightly, "to me he looked suspicious."

"What should we do?" Sanskaar interrupted worriedly, stating his concern.

"Since Kavita, Swara and Sheesh's phones aren't off. . ." Nayonika trialled off and faced Sanskaar, "track Shekhar's."

"Right." Sahil agreed, thinking of something "he would definitely be with Swara, Sheesh and Kavita. If we track him then we would reach them." He continued and the gasped, "but if he kidnapped them then is he planning to kill them? Will we die next on his list? After tearing their limbs apart, is he going to kidnap and torture us?"

Nayonika, Sanskaar and Sameer stared at Sahil with seriousness, his concerns sounded no less than an awful imagination from a movie scene.

"Be practical!" Sameer sternly exclaimed, passing Sahil a glance of disbelief.

"I am." He mumbled with a frown curving over his lips, while Sanskaar dialled a number on his phone.

XX

"All of this would be over. . ." Jayant trialled off as he glanced at Swara. "You already signed the papers, now just marry me and end it." He continued, and turned her face forcefully towards Kavita, Sheesh and Sujata who were held captive and in pain.

"You wouldn't be selfish to let them enjoy the pain, right?" He scoffed after asking, letting her face fall down and she closed her eyes.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Don't you know?" He bent down, lifting he face up again and she opened her watery eyes, "I want you. . . And have ever since I saw you. All that's left to do is marry. In front of your love and my brother, so he'll know to stay away."

"Jayant, you trashy jerk! I. . . I never thought you'd stoop this low." Sheesh yelled as loud as he could, falling to the side, tiredly and in agony.

Jayant ignored Sheesh and merely looked at Swara. "He's your brother." She uttered, sounding upset as tears slid down her cheeks, "how can you do this to your own brother?" Her disappointed tone mixed with sadness as she complained in disbelief.

"How could he like you?" Jayant asked, "did you know how heartbroken I was when I found out my own brother likes the girl I like. I couldn't sleep, or think. I have no choice but to marry you first, so he can leave. I intend no harm to him, but I can't promise Kavita and that aunty's safety, that's in your hands."

"Don't agree to him Swara!" Sujata exclaimed, "he's blackmailing you. Nothing will happen to us, just don't say yes."

Jayant sighed and snapped his fingers with his other hand, signalling his men. One of them walked forward and clenched onto Sujata's hair, pulling it as hard as he could.

"Aunty!" Swara shouted and inched slightly forward, forgetting she was tied to the chair.

"Easy. . ." Jayant rested his palm against her wet cheeks, "marry me Swara."

"Don't!" Kavita shouted, inhaling a deep breath afterwards, "don't marry him."

Jayant scoffed, clenching his jaw as anger overtook him. He stood up straight and turned around to face Kavita.

"Why shouldn't she?" He questioned and glanced at the blood dripping from her lips, "Ahh I feel so bad, but if you had agreed to help me then you would've been standing here, not tied up there." He mocked and Kavita scoffed as tears seeped down her cheeks.

"I'm not selfish. . ." She trailed off as a response and Jayant smiled, "and that cost you your kingdom."

"It was bound to happen." Kavita replied, swallowing her spit and exhaling her breath, recalling what had happened in her mind.

"But that can change, I can forgive you and decide to let you live. If, Swara agrees to marry me." He uttered and faced Swara again, "Did you know Kavita's parents are getting divorced in a week?"

Kavita released a small silent sigh as her eyes welled up. Sheesh looked on and Swara lifted her gazes to look at Jayant, surprised and confused.

He smirked, receiving her answer despite her not uttering a word. "She will go bankrupt in a week. She had the chance to save her parents and herself but. . . She chose you."

Swara moved her head towards Kavita, who avoided eye-contact.

"But, you can be generous enough to save her by marrying me. I'm sure you'd do this for your friend, won't you?"

"No! Don't agree to him Swara. I'll be fine, don't ever agree to marry him just for my sake!" Kavita exclaimed, swallowing in her dry throat.

Jayant sighed, rolling his eyes as he faced one of his men, signalling him with his eyes and the man nodded, firmly holding Kavita by the hair and pulling her with his strength.

"Ahhh! Ahhhh!"

Sheesh closed his eyes in dismay, feeling a part of his heart clench as he witnessed his brothers cruel nature.

"Stop this Jayant!" Sheesh exclaimed, opening his eyes again as he blinked at Jayant disappointedly.

"I can't believe how low you stooped. Stop this now, please! Mumma would be so disappointed to see this side of yours. She would be so disgraced and disgusted!"

It didn't even take Jayant a second to spill Sheesh's words out from his other ear, ignoring him completely as he faced Swara again.

"Decision is yours Swara. Do you want to save Kavita or save your own self?"

"This is so disgusting and graceful!" Sujata shouted as her eyes watered. "Just leave the poor girls alone!"

Jayant didn't even bother listening to Sujata and focused on Swara, who swallowed her spit and let tears escape her eyes after watching Kavita brutally being slammed onto the floor. Her heart skipped a beat in fright, as the man raised his hands with a hockey stick in them.

"No!" Swara screamed as loud as she could, "please leave her! I'll do it, I'll marry you. . ."

Jayant smirked and raised his hand, considering it a signal, the man dropped the hockey stick onto the floor.

"This is utterly disgusting! Just leave them alone! Why are you being psychotic? How can you! Have you never thought of the after consequences? Have you never thought how ashamed Mumma would feel after hearing about your disgusting act!"

This time Sheesh's words did slightly circulate in his mind, however his will of marrying Swara was strong, that he willingly forgot his relationship with Sheesh, waving his hand at a man, who nodded and straight after punched Sheesh across the jaw as hard as he could, finding this the only way to shut him up.

Sheesh fell to the side in pain, clenching his eyes as he spit blood out on the floor.

"And you, my Queen. . . Get ready, after this marriage I promise to let them go." Jayant uttered with a smirk, caressing Swara's head while she closed her eyes, crying.

XX

"The location is here. . ." Sanskaar trialled off while walking closer to Sameer and Sahil.

"Where is he?" Nayonika asked and Sanskaar glanced up at her.

"It says he's about 25 minutes away from here. I searched this address up and it's an old factory that went out of business in a fire accident."

"He must've kept them there, let's go." Nayonika replied and they nod at her.

"I'll call the police and tell them the location." Sameer uttered with a nod, sliding his phone out worriedly as they all rushed out of the house.

XX

Swara was pushed inside a room, after her hand were untied and the door shut. However it was only to get changed for the marriage that is about to happen in few minutes.

She walked towards the wedding clothes and jewellery, staring at it with watery eyes.

"Why, why did this happen?" She muttered to herself and exhaled as a painful cry escaped her mouth, "why do I need to get married? Why can't I just stay happy for once?" She continued and closed her eyes, falling on her knees.

She had never imagined a situation like this to rise, where her close ones were put at risk and her being the reason. It hurt her, a lot, after seeing people in pain because of her, it hurt her to keep on fighting, it hurt her to cry again and again, being crushed beneath Jayant and Shekhar and watching herself being absolutely helpless. All she ever prayed for was a bit of love and a bit of happiness, but all she is receiving is hate from her father and torture from the man that claims to be in love with her.

Her tears continued seeping down, one after another and she covered her mouth with her palm, crying her heart out. She had given up, she knew her life was over as there won't be a way to avoid Jayant and save everyone all by herself. She knew she was doomed, and her fate had betrayed her, making her fall in the trap of Jayant. She can see no way out, to escape the marriage with Jayant, and accepted this cruelty right now, feeling devastated and pathetic.

To Be Continued. . .

Up Next - A shocking revelation coming Swara's way. . .

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