Fifty Shades of Sanskar
Ragini is missing
WARNING ⚠️
IT'S A FICTIONAL STORY, DO NOT TRY TO RELATE TO REAL LIFE AND IF A BOY ACCIDENTALLY GET HERE...PLEASE NOTE IT'S JUST GOOD TO READ THIS TYPE OF STUFF AND NOT APPLY IN REAL LIFE.
If you have soft heart and like to read soft stories...You shouldn't read this, I care for my sensitive girlies and your mental health so read my other stories...And skip this one.
If you are into dark romance, And want to know how obsessed people behave do give it a try. I will pay for your therapy.
I REPEAT
Kamzor dil ke log na dekhe...I am not scaring you all, Just be ready to read something that is not so scary but chilling.
It's not that bad...You can give it a try...And continue reading if you like it...Maybe this a sign you should give dark romance a try.
"Control never looks like chains at first. Sometimes, it looks like care."
The rain lashed against the roof today. A lone tube light flickered above two officers who were hunched over a cluttered desk. Files, coffee cups, and exhaustion were present.
It was almost 6 p.m., yet the atmosphere was dark. It appeared as though it were midnight. Rain continued to pour in the background, and there was very lIttle light.
Inspector Rawat flips through a case file — Ragini Sharma, Age 27. Missing since 7 days.
This case was reported yesterday.
Rawat Sigh
Another runaway. These city girls vanish, come back when they want.
Rawat Sigh
Maybe she ran off with someone.
Urmila Rathore
But her phone’s been off for a week. And her parents swear she’d never disappear like that.
He shuts the file. The photograph of Ragini stares up from the desk — a smiling woman with almond eyes that makes her look too alive to be missing.
Urmila Rathore
She worked at Mehra Corporation. Big IT firm.
Rawat Sigh
That’s the one owned by Sanskar Mehra, right?
Urmila Rathore
Yeah. Already called him. He’s on his way.
Someone from the staff came.
？？？
Sir, Mr Sanskar Mehra is here.
A black BMW glides into the muddy courtyard, headlights slicing through the rain. The driver’s door opens, and Sanskar Mehra steps out.
Dark suit, white shirt, not a hair out of place. He holds no umbrella — lets the rain hit him for a moment, as if he likes how cold it feels — before walking in.
The two officers look up. The room seems smaller when he enters. His tone is measured, his smile polite — but his eyes hold a quiet, unblinking focus that unsettles.
Rawat Sigh
Guide him to investigation room.
The staff member guides Sanskar to the investigation room.
Rawat Sigh
"Look at the camera screen"
They look at him through the camera in investigation room.
Urmila Rathore
He seems suspicious.
Rawat Sigh
Why would he be involved in this case?
Rawat Sigh
He is a businessman afterall.
Urmila Rathore
He is rich but is he a man of substance?
Urmila Rathore
She used to work in his company afterall.
Sanskar looks up as soon as he heard the door open.
Rawat Sigh
Mr Sanskar Mehra.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Good evening, officer. I’m Sanskar Mehra. You wanted to speak to me about one of my employees?
Rawat Sigh
We are sorry for not giving you notice and asking you to come at such time.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
It's alright.
Rawat Sigh
Do you know Ragini Sharma?
Officer tried to read his expression hearing that name.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
She works in our communications department, I believe. I don’t recall every employee personally.
But… yes. I remember her.
Rawat Sigh
That’s interesting. You remember her even though you said you don’t know all your staff?
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
"In mind" I even know the air she breathes.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
She stood out. Bright. Ambitious. Always a little… different
For a second, something flickers behind his calm — not grief, not guilt — something possessive.
Rawat Sigh
When did you last see her?
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
"In mind" In my heart, my thoughts, my dreams...
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
About a week ago. Thursday evening, I think. She left the office around seven. Said she was going on a trip. Didn’t mention where.
Rawat jots notes. Urmila watches Sanskar’s face.
Rawat Sigh
She is missing since one week.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
"In mind" One week and 4 hours.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
I don't know anything about that.
Rawat Sigh
And you had no contact after that?
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
"Shake head"
Rawat Sigh
We’ll need access to her work email and records.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Of course. I’ll have my assistant send them tomorrow. Anything else?
Rawat Sigh
Her parents mentioned you knew her personally.
Sanskar’s eyes flick upward — a moment too sharp, then gone.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Personally? No. Professionally, yes. She was… memorable, I suppose.
Rawat Sigh
We might call you again, Mr. Mehra.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
If you need anything else, Inspector, I’m happy to cooperate.
Urmila Rathore
How can he trust what this Mr Mehra says?
Urmila Rathore
It's definitely him.
？？？
Mam, They work in Sanskar company.
She eyes a man and a woman who stood in front of her.
Shreya Saini
But why are we called here?
Urmila Rathore
For investigation.
Urmila Rathore
Do you know what kind of person is your boss?
Tarun
We are friends since college.
Tarun
And he is really nice.
Urmila Rathore
What was his relationship with Ragini?
Tarun
They were in relationship but later broke up.
Urmila Rathore
She is missing...Her parents filed a complaint.
Shreya Saini
I can't believe this...She herself told us that she is going on a trip.
Urmila Rathore
What kind of person was Ragini?
Shreya Saini
She used to show off a lot, No one liked her and later her dad died...And she became one of us.
Urmila Rathore
Where is she then?
Shreya Saini
Maybe enjoying her trip and she wanted attention so she created this drama.
Interrogation
Sanskar nods politely, turns, to walk out. His shoes echo across the wet floor. The door opens and police officer came making him halt seeing a few familiar faces.
Urmila Rathore
Please have seat Mr Mehra.
Urmila Rathore
They are his employees.
Rawat Sigh
Mr Mehra please take a seat.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
"Nod taking seat"
The room is small, windowless, smelling faintly of old paper and damp plaster. A single light hums overhead. The rain outside has slowed to a dull patter.
Urmila Rathore
You both work under the same roof, yet no one seems to know where Miss Ragini Sharma went. Strange, isn’t it?
Shreya Saini
Not really, Mam. Ragini was… unpredictable. She liked a little drama around her. Maybe she wanted a break, maybe a new boyfriend. That girl could never sit still.
Rawat Sigh
"raising an eyebrow"
So you think she left on her own?
Shreya Saini
Of course. She always loved attention. Even in college—
She glances toward Sanskar, hoping for approval. He says nothing. He’s watching the tabletop, fingers interlaced, expression unreadable.
Urmila Rathore
Mr. Mehra, what’s your take?
Sanskar looks up slowly. His voice is calm, measured.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Ragini was disciplined. She never left things unfinished. If she went somewhere, she’d have told someone.
Shreya Saini
Oh come on, sir, don’t make her sound like a saint. She flirted her way through half the office. I mean—
She stops when she feels the change in the air. Sanskar’s gaze lifts to her. Not angry—just still, focused, the kind of look that silences a room.
Rawat Sigh
You said she flirted. Any particular reason you’d say that?
Shreya Saini
I—I mean she was friendly. You know how people talk.
Shreya huffs, crossing her arms.
Shreya Saini
I’m just being honest. Everyone thought Mr. Mehra liked her a bit too much anyway.
Urmila Rathore
"Look at Sanskar"
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
She was a good employee, Inspector.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Good employees are hard to forget.
The room feels heavier. Rawat notes the line quietly. Urmila glances at Shreya, who has gone still under Sanskar’s gaze.
Rawat Sigh
That’ll be all for tonight. We may call you again.
Muttering something about wasted time Shreya left while Sanskar stands more slowly, adjusts his cufflinks.
At the doorway, Shreya tosses over her shoulder.
Shreya Saini
See? I told you, she’s probably off somewhere making headlines. She always—
She meets Sanskar’s eyes again. He’s smiling politely, but his eyes are cold, unflickering.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Careful, Shreya. Words have a way of finding their echo.
Shreya laughs awkwardly and leaves. The officers exchange a look.
As Sanskar turns to go, Rawat calls after him.
Rawat Sigh
You said you remembered her. Anything particular thing that stood out?
Sanskar pauses, hand on the door.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Her silence. Even when she had a hundred things to say.
He leaves. The door closes with a soft click.
The rain has thinned to drizzle. Yellow streetlights pool on the wet pavement.
Shreya hurries down the steps, phone pressed to her ear.
Shreya Saini
Yeah, it’s done. Such a waste of time. They keep asking about Ragini like she’s the Prime Minister. 📲
Shreya Saini
Told them the truth — drama queen, probably eloped. 📲
She laughs quietly, ends the call, opens her umbrella.
Behind her, the police station door creaks. Sanskar steps out, his dark suit catching the glow of a streetlight. He looks composed, almost serene.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Need a ride, Ms Saini?
She startles, then smiles — half-flattered, half-nervous.
Who wouldn't when the most bachelor and rich boss asks for a ride.
Shreya Saini
Oh—sir, you don’t have to. I’ll just grab a cab.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
There’ll be a long wait in this weather.
She hesitates, then nods.
The BMW purrs to life. They drive away from the station, the taillights fading into the mist.
Delhi’s roads gleam black under streetlights. Inside, the car is quiet except for the steady rhythm of the wipers.
Shreya Saini
Honestly, sir, these officers act like we’re hiding a body. Ragini must be laughing somewhere.
Shreya Saini
She always loved to keep people guessing.
Sanskar says nothing. His hands rest perfectly on the wheel. The dashboard light paints his face in soft gold.
Shreya Saini
You knew her better than most, right? The way she used to hang around your office—
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
She was good at her work.
Shreya Saini
You know...How she was in college.
Shreya Saini
Such an attention seeker.
Her laugh bounces in the confined space. The sound seems to irritate the rain outside. Sanskar’s jaw tightens just a little.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Attention?
Shreya Saini
You know… she loved people talking about her. Half our team said—
He cuts in, voice low but clear.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
You shouldn’t talk about her like that.
Shreya blinks, caught off guard.
Shreya Saini
I—I didn’t mean anything. Just gossip, sir.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Words have weight, Shreya. Even gossip leaves bruises.
Silence falls. The hum of the engine, the whisper of the rain, and the faint throb of city traffic in the distance.
Shreya forces a small laugh.
Shreya Saini
You really liked her, didn’t you?
Sanskar’s eyes stay on the road.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
“Liked” isn’t the word.
The car passes under an overpass, plunging into shadow for a moment.
When the light returns, his expression is calm again, but the air feels colder.
Transfer
There was a period of silence in the atmosphere.
Shreya Saini
You know she always told me about going to abroad.
Shreya Saini
She wanted attention, luxury… that’s Ragini Sharma.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Interesting. You seem to know her well.
Shreya Saini
Know her? I’ve seen her type a thousand times. Pretend innocence, crave spotlight. Women like her always—
Shreya Saini
Take right, Sanskar.
She saw him missing the turn to her home.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
You said she’s a drama queen. Maybe you were right. Maybe she did go abroad.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
And maybe you will too.
Her confusion flickers—then fear dawns.
Shreya Saini
What… what do you mean?
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
You’ll understand soon.
The BMW stops near the riverbank, on an empty bridge...Only the sound of rain and the engine idling.
Shreya Saini
W-Why did you stop here?
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
You said more than you should.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
And that too in.front of wrong person.
Shreya Saini
"Frown gulping down the lump in her throat"
He presses a button and locks the car doors.
Shreya Saini
This isn't funny.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
I didn't mean to make it sound funny.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
You said...My Ragini is attention seeker?
She is scared to death as he didn't look normal...She tried to open the lock of car and heard him chuckling.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
I will cut everything that touches her, pronounces her name or even see her.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
This flithy throat of yours...Is your reason of death.
She is now panicking and her hands are shivering...she glances at him and he had a knife in his hand.
she somehow opens the door and ran as fast as she could.
She found him following her in car.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
No point of running away.
He held her hair while sitting in car. making her scream and it started raining even heavily like the rain wanted to erase every footprints of hers.
He drags her like that with the car while she screams, cries and pleads him.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
You are not even equivalent to her nails.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Flithy humans like you are not allowed to even look at her.
He dragged her with full speed and halts as she stopped screaming and he don't want her to die this soon.
She was a mess and felt like her legs are not part of her body...Her head is hurting because of his strong grip over her hair.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Ragini...is above you all.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Got it.
He still talked in his calm tone.
Shreya Saini
S-Sir leave me-
He thinks for a while or pretending to think...And then leaves her hair but she couldn't walk as her legs were numb.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Will you say all that again?
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
For that you have to be alive.
He stepped out taking slow calculated steps, knowing she can't stand up with her those legs.
Shreya Saini
S-Sanakar please-
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
I told you before to call me sir and not by my name.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
You don't get things, Right?
She tried to crawl but he puts shoes over her ankle making her scream.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
What happened?
He bends down while she tries to stand.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Miss Saini...So bold of you to say all that in front of me.
Shreya Saini
I..I-I am sorry.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
No...Don't be.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
You deserve to be in good place.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Somewhere...where you don't have to complain everytime about every damn thing.
She gulps while he holds her neck.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Ragini Sharma...I will patent her name.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
No one would call her except me.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
And...People like you who say bad things about her...
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Deserve to die.
He looks at the knife in his hand and places on her cheeks.
Shreya Saini
Please leave me-
He embedded the sharp end of knife 🔪 inside her cheek making blood ooze out of her cheek.
He created an art on her face and no one could identify her.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
Transfer Request Approved – Shreya Saini.
He lights a cigarette 🚬 with a lighter and takes out something from the car back seat.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
You are going to Singapore today by night flight.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
I could've burned you to remove your trace.
Shreya Saini
"Pupil dilated"
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
But it's raining today.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
So I might have to push you off the bridge.
He holds her hair making her whimper as she was losing consciousness but was not fully conscious.
He pushed her off the bridge and a muffled scream was heard with a sound of splash.
Sanskar Mehra (ML)
May God grant your soul peace.
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