Chapter 56
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Priya followed Visha as she paid the bill and headed to the exit. She was anxiously waiting for the show to begin. Once it was over, this b*tch would even leave the town. And then Vikram will be hers forever.
Visha was about to open the door when she suddenly retracted her hand from the handle and turned back. Priya was growing restless with every second and now seeing Visha turning back a fear crept in. She shook her head as she prayed that Visha had not changed her mind again. She had been really lucky lately, escaping every trap she had set up. And this angered Priya very much and that's why she had decided to stay here this time. She would watch till the end and return only after she was satisfied.
"I can't walk in these heels, the wound is hurting a lot. Can I borrow your slippers for now." Visha asked innocently.
Priya was delighted to hear that and instantly agreed. As long as Visha didn't change her mind again she was ready to do anything. She happily exhanged her slippers with Visha's heels and failed to notice the smug smile that appeared on her beautiful face, as Visha silently chanted something. She had already smeared some of her blood on those heels. Atleast, there was some use to having a wound! Visha thought. She didn't have to make a cut because of it and that lessened her work.
After exchanging footwear, they exited the restaurant. Visha walked beside Priya occasionally sneaking looks at her. If there was any hint of remorse or regret, Visha decided she'd let her go. But there wasn't. Priya suddenly turned to her with a virtuous expression, like she was some kind of saint to be so thoughtful.
"Wait here. I'll go get the car. You shouldn't walk too much."
Visha nodded sincerely and watched her silhouette get vague as she walked away. There was a strange feeling tugging at her heart as it dawned on her that she was never a friend to Priya. It had always been a one sided relationship. And that she was a fool to have considered that two faced fox as her friend. But now that she knew the truth, she won't be feeling guilty for what was about to happen.
After waiting for a few minutes, a group of ten men headed towards her. Visha felt a little scared seeing Priya's arrangements. She had definitely come prepared today. Even though Visha had a great plan she was still a little nervous since she only had theoretical knowledge. What if she had made a mistake? What if her spell hadn't worked? She wasn't sure of its efficiency, since it was the first time she had performed this spell. The men stood in front of Visha and a buff one, who looked to be like the leader, came forward. Visha gulped in fright.
"Where is that girl?" he had a domineering and heavy voice. Visha heaved a sigh of relief seeing that her Image Swapping spell had worked. Now, everyone will see Priya when they looked at her and vice versa.
"She went to get the car over there. You remember what to do, right?" she asked calmly. She had been around people like Dhira, this man, no matter how domineering, didn't feel threatening to her at all.
"You don't have to remind us, little girl. We know. We just have to **** her, one by one, and then dump her a** where cops could easily find her."
Even though a volcano erupted in her heart, Visha kept herself composed and nodded. So this was the extent to which Priya hated her. She had planned her to be raped by multiple men and then become the news headline of tomorrow's newspaper.
Since, Priya had dug a hole for her, Visha would push her into that very hole with utmost pleasure. She wanted Priya to experience the show, she had intended to watch from the sides.
As the men headed towards the parking, Visha pulled out her phone and called Dhira. She picked up after just a few rings. She must have been waiting for her call to go pick her up.
"You done, Pup?" Dhira asked.
"Mm" Visha wasn't in a mood to talk. She felt bad for what was going to happen. No matter what, she had always thought of Priya as a dear friend. So, suddenly being this cruel to her made her sad. After about ten minutes, she heard her blood curdling screams from the parking lot. Her heart sank as tears welled up in her eyes but she instantly wiped them away. Priya didn't deserve her sympathy.
A car stopped in front of her and the front door hung opened. Without a word, Visha stepped in and closed the door with a loud thud. Dhira heard Priya's screams as well and turned to look at Visha, who sat there looking indifferent. As if what happened had nothing to do with her. Dhira felt her heart break for Visha but it made her somehow proud too. After seeing how cold hearted Visha could be to her enemies Dhira knew she had majorly underestimated this girl. Her Puppy was growing up!
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Priya followed Visha as she paid the bill and headed to the exit. She was anxiously waiting for the show to begin. Once it was over, this b*tch would even leave the town. And then Vikram will be hers forever.
Visha was about to open the door when she suddenly retracted her hand from the handle and turned back. Priya was growing restless with every second and now seeing Visha turning back a fear crept in. She shook her head as she prayed that Visha had not changed her mind again. She had been really lucky lately, escaping every trap she had set up. And this angered Priya very much and that's why she had decided to stay here this time. She would watch till the end and return only after she was satisfied.
"I can't walk in these heels, the wound is hurting a lot. Can I borrow your slippers for now." Visha asked innocently.
Priya was delighted to hear that and instantly agreed. As long as Visha didn't change her mind again she was ready to do anything. She happily exhanged her slippers with Visha's heels and failed to notice the smug smile that appeared on her beautiful face, as Visha silently chanted something. She had already smeared some of her blood on those heels. Atleast, there was some use to having a wound! Visha thought. She didn't have to make a cut because of it and that lessened her work.
After exchanging footwear, they exited the restaurant. Visha walked beside Priya occasionally sneaking looks at her. If there was any hint of remorse or regret, Visha decided she'd let her go. But there wasn't. Priya suddenly turned to her with a virtuous expression, like she was some kind of saint to be so thoughtful.
"Wait here. I'll go get the car. You shouldn't walk too much."
Visha nodded sincerely and watched her silhouette get vague as she walked away. There was a strange feeling tugging at her heart as it dawned on her that she was never a friend to Priya. It had always been a one sided relationship. And that she was a fool to have considered that two faced fox as her friend. But now that she knew the truth, she won't be feeling guilty for what was about to happen.
After waiting for a few minutes, a group of ten men headed towards her. Visha felt a little scared seeing Priya's arrangements. She had definitely come prepared today. Even though Visha had a great plan she was still a little nervous since she only had theoretical knowledge. What if she had made a mistake? What if her spell hadn't worked? She wasn't sure of its efficiency, since it was the first time she had performed this spell. The men stood in front of Visha and a buff one, who looked to be like the leader, came forward. Visha gulped in fright.
"Where is that girl?" he had a domineering and heavy voice. Visha heaved a sigh of relief seeing that her Image Swapping spell had worked. Now, everyone will see Priya when they looked at her and vice versa.
"She went to get the car over there. You remember what to do, right?" she asked calmly. She had been around people like Dhira, this man, no matter how domineering, didn't feel threatening to her at all.
"You don't have to remind us, little girl. We know. We just have to **** her, one by one, and then dump her a** where cops could easily find her."
Even though a volcano erupted in her heart, Visha kept herself composed and nodded. So this was the extent to which Priya hated her. She had planned her to be raped by multiple men and then become the news headline of tomorrow's newspaper.
Since, Priya had dug a hole for her, Visha would push her into that very hole with utmost pleasure. She wanted Priya to experience the show, she had intended to watch from the sides.
As the men headed towards the parking, Visha pulled out her phone and called Dhira. She picked up after just a few rings. She must have been waiting for her call to go pick her up.
"You done, Pup?" Dhira asked.
"Mm" Visha wasn't in a mood to talk. She felt bad for what was going to happen. No matter what, she had always thought of Priya as a dear friend. So, suddenly being this cruel to her made her sad. After about ten minutes, she heard her blood curdling screams from the parking lot. Her heart sank as tears welled up in her eyes but she instantly wiped them away. Priya didn't deserve her sympathy.
A car stopped in front of her and the front door hung opened. Without a word, Visha stepped in and closed the door with a loud thud. Dhira heard Priya's screams as well and turned to look at Visha, who sat there looking indifferent. As if what happened had nothing to do with her. Dhira felt her heart break for Visha but it made her somehow proud too. After seeing how cold hearted Visha could be to her enemies Dhira knew she had majorly underestimated this girl. Her Puppy was growing up!
Priya followed Visha as she paid the bill and headed to the exit. She was anxiously waiting for the show to begin. Once it was over, this b*tch would even leave the town. And then Vikram will be hers forever. Visha was about to open the door when she suddenly retracted her hand from the handle and turned back. Priya was growing restless with every second and now seeing Visha turning back a fear crept in. She shook her head as she prayed that Visha had not changed her mind again. She had been really lucky lately, escaping every trap she had set up. And this angered Priya very much and that's why she had decided to stay here this time. She would watch till the end and return only after she was satisfied. "I can't walk in these heels, the wound is hurting a lot. Can I borrow your slippers for now." Visha asked innocently. Priya was delighted to hear that and instantly agreed. As long as Visha didn't change her mind again she was ready to do anything. She happily exhanged her slippers with Visha's heels and failed to notice the smug smile that appeared on her beautiful face, as Visha silently chanted something. She had already smeared some of her blood on those heels. Atleast, there was some use to having a wound! Visha thought. She didn't have to make a cut because of it and that lessened her work. After exchanging footwear, they exited the restaurant. Visha walked beside Priya occasionally sneaking looks at her. If there was any hint of remorse or regret, Visha decided she'd let her go. But there wasn't. Priya suddenly turned to her with a virtuous expression, like she was some kind of saint to be so thoughtful. "Wait here. I'll go get the car. You shouldn't walk too much." Visha nodded sincerely and watched her silhouette get vague as she walked away. There was a strange feeling tugging at her heart as it dawned on her that she was never a friend to Priya. It had always been a one sided relationship. And that she was a fool to have considered that two faced fox as her friend. But now that she knew the truth, she won't be feeling guilty for what was about to happen. After waiting for a few minutes, a group of ten men headed towards her. Visha felt a little scared seeing Priya's arrangements. She had definitely come prepared today. Even though Visha had a great plan she was still a little nervous since she only had theoretical knowledge. What if she had made a mistake? What if her spell hadn't worked? She wasn't sure of its efficiency, since it was the first time she had performed this spell. The men stood in front of Visha and a buff one, who looked to be like the leader, came forward. Visha gulped in fright. "Where is that girl?" he had a domineering and heavy voice. Visha heaved a sigh of relief seeing that her Image Swapping spell had worked. Now, everyone will see Priya when they looked at her and vice versa. "She went to get the car over there. You remember what to do, right?" she asked calmly. She had been around people like Dhira, this man, no matter how domineering, didn't feel threatening to her at all. "You don't have to remind us, little girl. We know. We just have to **** her, one by one, and then dump her a** where cops could easily find her." Even though a volcano erupted in her heart, Visha kept herself composed and nodded. So this was the extent to which Priya hated her. She had planned her to be raped by multiple men and then become the news headline of tomorrow's newspaper. Since, Priya had dug a hole for her, Visha would push her into that very hole with utmost pleasure. She wanted Priya to experience the show, she had intended to watch from the sides. As the men headed towards the parking, Visha pulled out her phone and called Dhira. She picked up after just a few rings. She must have been waiting for her call to go pick her up. "You done, Pup?" Dhira asked. "Mm" Visha wasn't in a mood to talk. She felt bad for what was going to happen. No matter what, she had always thought of Priya as a dear friend. So, suddenly being this cruel to her made her sad. After about ten minutes, she heard her blood curdling screams from the parking lot. Her heart sank as tears welled up in her eyes but she instantly wiped them away. Priya didn't deserve her sympathy. A car stopped in front of her and the front door hung opened. Without a word, Visha stepped in and closed the door with a loud thud. Dhira heard Priya's screams as well and turned to look at Visha, who sat there looking indifferent. As if what happened had nothing to do with her. Dhira felt her heart break for Visha but it made her somehow proud too. After seeing how cold hearted Visha could be to her enemies Dhira knew she had majorly underestimated this girl. Her Puppy was growing up!
