🌟 Chapter 1 – Escape From the Devil

“Please… koi hai? Bhagwan ke liye meri help karo… mujhe is shaitaan se bachao!”

Raat ka andhera sheher par chha chuka tha. Sadak par log the, gaadiyan thi, roshni bhi thi…

lekin us ladki ke liye duniya jaise ruk gayi thi.

Woh pagal si bhaag rahi thi.

Use khud nahi pata tha woh kahan ja rahi hai…

Bas ek hi baat dimaag me goonj rahi thi —

“Mujhe yahan se nikalna hai… kaise bhi.”

Log usse dekh rahe the.

Kuch ruk kar, kuch ghoor kar…

par koi aage nahi badha.

“Please… mujhe bacha lo…”

Uski awaaz toot rahi thi.

Ek aadmi ne darr kar kaha,

“Madam, hume maaf kijiye… agar humne madad ki, woh hume maar dalega. Hum majboor hain.”

Dusra bola,

“Aap bhi wapas chali jaaiye. Woh aapko kahin se bhi dhoondh lega.”

Par us ladki ko ab kisi baat se farq nahi pad raha tha.

Aaj nahi bhagi… to kabhi nahi bhaag paayegi.

Uske pair chot se khoon se bhar chuke the.

Saans phool rahi thi.

Par woh rukne ko taiyaar nahi thi.

“Aaj nahi ruki… to woh mujhe kabhi nahi jaane dega…”

Woh apne aap se baar-baar keh rahi thi.

Peeche se awaaz aayi—

“Arre! Madam wahan hai! Jaldi pakdo!”

“King hume zinda nahi chhodega!”

Woh aur tez bhaagi.

Aankhon me darr, dil me junoon.

Achanak…

uska pair pathar se takra gaya.

“Ahhh!”

Woh sadak par gir padi.

Uthne ki koshish ki…

par sharir saath nahi de raha tha.

Tabhi…

kaali luxury cars uske saamne ruk gayi.

Darwaza khula.

Ek aadmi bahar nikla.

Lamba, handsome, dangerous…

Uske chehre par koi emotion nahi tha.

Jaise woh insaan nahi… andhera ho.

Woh dheere-dheere uski taraf badhne laga.

Guard ne usse chhata diya.

Woh us ladki ko bas dekh raha tha—

jaise woh uski ho… sirf uski.

Ladki darr ke maare peeche hatne lagi.

“Please… mujhe jaane dijiye… main aapke saath nahi reh sakti…”

Woh aadmi uske saamne jhuk gaya.

Usne uske baalon ko kas ke pakda.

Uski awaaz dheemi… par khaufnaak thi—

“Phir se kaho, jaan… mujhse door jana chahti ho?”

Ladki ka dil kaanp utha.

“Lagta hai tumhe zyada azaadi mil gayi hai…”

Usne halka sa muskura kar kaha.

“Par koi baat nahi. Galti sudhaari ja sakti hai.”

“Chalo… tumhara ghar tumhara intezaar kar raha hai.”

Woh use ghaseette hue car tak le gaya.

Ladki zor-zor se ro rahi thi.

“Please… mujhe maaf kar dijiye… main dobara nahi bhaagungi…”

Par uske chehre par zara bhi reham nahi tha.

Thodi der baad…

woh uske luxurious mansion pahunch gaye.

Woh use andhere kamre me le gaya.

Zor se dhakka diya.

Darwaza lock kar diya.

Jaate hue usne kaha—

“Thodi der enjoy karo is dark room me…

main abhi aata hoon.”

Darwaza band ho gaya.

Ladki toot kar ro padi.

Use pata tha…

aage kya hone wala hai.

Shayad usne bhaag kar sabse badi galti ki thi.

Rote-rote…

woh behosh ho gayi.

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Kaun hai ye ladki?

Aur kaun hai woh dangerous mafia king…

jiski obsession se koi bach nahi sakta?