Who's There?

Who's There?

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I was sitting lost in thoughts when my phone rang. I quickly glanced at the screen of my phone and saw my gynecologist's number flashing. I answered it with shaking hands and whispered a feeble "hello" into it.


"Diya, your reports have arrived." She said coldly.


I replied with silence and gulped down as my throat became dry out of fear, waiting for her to break the news.


"You are pregnant."


"No!" I whispered as the phone fell out of my hands.


My thoughts ran back to the dreadful day. The trauma was still fresh in my memory though 3 months have passed by. I had got a promotion that day. I still can't forget the filthy look in my boss's eyes when he told me about the promotion. I was well aware that all that he had for me was lust. He was a 45 years old widower and wanted me, who was 20 years younger than him, to be his wife. As I walked out of his cabin, I collided with Aniket who stared at me like a blood-hound. He had proposed to me but I had rejected him as I knew he was a villain at heart. That evening, when I was driving my car back home, I noticed that another car was following me.


Once I parked my car in the basement of the housing society where I lived, I rushed to my apartment. I turned the key, ran inside and secured the bolts. I switched the lights on and felt relieved as I was safely back home. Suddenly, I heard a noise from the kitchen and became scared.


"Who's there?" I asked and tiptoed towards the kitchen.


I switched on the lights of the kitchen and took a few steps carefully forward as my heart raced. All of a sudden, a robust hand tightened around my slender waist and I was pressed on a rock-hard chest of a sturdy man. I was about to scream but before I could do so, a damp cloth was placed on my mouth. He was much taller than me and he picked me up from the ground. I swayed my feet for a hold. I dug my nails into his arms but he wouldn't let me go. I swayed my head and screamed with all my might but still, I was unable to fight against that mighty man. Gradually the drug placed on the cloth began stupifying me. My hands and feet turned numb and I felt dizzy. I couldn't sway my legs any longer and my hands released their grasp on his arm and slipped down. He put me down on the ground when he realized that I was subdued. He took the cloth off and made me face him. Even though the drugs had made me hazy, I could still discern that he was wearing a mask.


"You are mine, gorgeous." He whispered in my ears as his huge, fleshy hands groped my breasts.


I was so jittered by his touch on my chest that I wished that it would have been better if he had made me completely unconscious. At least I won't be aware of the tortures he was going to subject me to. But his aim was only to render me helpless so that I couldn't fight back. He slowly pulled off the buttons of my shirt and then slid it down my shoulders.


"No," I moaned feebly.


He laughed and pulled my skirt down my waist. Then he untied my hair and let them cascade down my waist. His lustful eyes slithered down my svelte frame clad only in lingerie. He smirked and gently picked me up in his arms. He took me to the washroom and made me stand below the shower. He turned the shower on and water gushed down over me. He drew me close and sucked my wet lips in a savage kiss while his hands stripped my brasserie. He banged me on the wall below the shower and turned the shower off. He pulled a towel and wrapped it around me. He picked me again and laid me down on the bed.


He stripped me of every piece of cloth I had and kissed me till my lips hurt. Then he caressed my breasts and sucked my nipples. He bit on my navel pit and I moaned. He parted my legs far apart and licked my intimate folds. The horrible sensation drove me to the end of my wits and I screamed till I almost passed out. He grinned contemptuously and stabbed me with his lust. After he was done with me, he filled a syringe with some sedative and injected it into my arms. I fainted within a few minutes.


I woke up in extreme pain and my head was also hurting badly. As senses dawned on me, I realized that I was lying on my bed wearing only my stilettos. I promptly wrapped sheets around me and sat on the bed grabbing my aching head. My eyes fell on the date showing on the alarm clock on my bedside table.


"What?" I was startled. "It's been 2 days."


I had been unconscious for the last two days. I had no idea what he had been doing to my passed out body. But then who it was? Was it boss or Aniket?


Present-day


"And now I'm pregnant with his child." I thought, "and have no idea whose baby I'm carrying."


I buried my face in my hands and sobbed.


"But whoever it was," I wiped my tears, "I'm going to find out and get punished."


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