Infidelity

And so it starts ..

The eyes glinted as he saw the woman in net infront of him. It was always a matter of deep amusement to him that she agreed. It's funny how they always did. The only one who did not was called well.. wife. That sent a shooting pain so unfamiliar that he laughed out.. almost laughed out. These assignments he laughed at while he enjoyed perversely, were cloaked in secrecy. He looked at the pearls round the neck of the woman, and was reminded of his mother.. so beautiful and always kept in control by his magnificent father. His father was for all purposes an ordinary man. But in his home he was a king and that is the reason when his father named his seventh born Victor, he understood. He adored him. Though he never liked his name and preferred people to call him by him last name. His father was taken too quickly from him. All his brothers and sisters seperated.

But now was the time to concentrate on the woman infront. Blindfolded and tied.. a picture she looked in net and pearls..

It was very next day that the woman's mother noticed that her daughter's w*****p was not getting any message delivered. She was frantic , though her father was irritated. "She dislikes you calling her each weekend and mapping her w*****p like you do everyday .. That girl is thirty nine. Give her some space. "

But the mother was convinced something was incorrect , something was wrong. She and her husband were childhood lovers who lived each struggle together. The bliss they shared ill prepared their only daughter for the men she attracted. Men who wanted only her beautiful body and nothing else , leaving her broken hearted numerous times. But she , her little Aline was always glad to have her mother's shoulders and parents house as a refuge for broken heart and her numerous messages always filled her mother's w*****p completely. Unlike her brother Alan, Aline was always sharing joy or sorrow and hopeful love stories with parents , specially with her mother. Lately however,she was secretive and irritated when her mother called, she seemed happy or rather excited enough but she was never available beyond a few seconds of greet and bye on phone. Her twin sister Adela was very similar to her yet so lucky in love that at times she wished she had her luck. Now however she just wanted freedom and her mother.

But as the Police would realise later, the premonition of the mother was correct. There was indeed something very wrong in Aline's life . It would fall in place later that she had been brainwashed into being a different person than who she was before.. For now she was missing. Her mother begged and requested Police to take action. But the Police said that even the father agreed the daughter needed space and there could nothing be wrong as she had connected mid week with her father to share that she had met a man and wanted to get to know him better. She was happy, excited as women in love are and preparing for some small travel. "Daddy I knew something was on for a little while. But I could not share. You know how it has always been right ? But this time Daddy it is different. I am mature and I know even if the relationship is just a bit of fun and joy, it is that. This time Daddy I waited and the man came to me again and again. So let's see.."

The father could not be more wrong. His daughter was in a relationship with a phantom, a man who simply never showed his face to her. Yet convinced her to play his games.

Somewhere unknown to all, Aline had lost track of time or how many times she had come. She was still tied to some steel bed, and she could not move a finger even if she tried. And she had tried, she had fought for she knew she will not survive this mistake. She felt something being put inside her again and felt like vomiting . She had stopped screaming and asking for help , begging for mercy or raging, as everytime she had done that a belt had hit her n*****s with a precision her mother had in needlework. Who was this evil? Who was this man.. unkind and demonic. The charm he showed on the floor of his office that had half of the office in love with him and rest .. , was just a mask. Aline sobbed silently.. and heard a metalic voice say, I like that sobbing.. keep it up. Much better than the constant flirting and mistakes that you do in your work. You need a hand to manage you don't you. So when you are back, your eyes will be only at work and not at men's trousers.

A hand ran through the gathering perspiration of her forehead and gripped her head hard and separated her mouth and fed her some morsels of food. And some drops of liquid. Shame on Aline as she licked it and gulped it down. She doubted if she will never free. She had started to feel a shame towards her actions and resist as she did she could not resist begging for mercy, begging to be let free. Yet no one responded.

When Aline was found alone in the bus stand, she was properly dressed in one of her own dresses and sitting there waiting for a bus. Her mother's insistence had led the Police to share her photos through the Police channel and Officer Islam spotted her first. He immediately knew something was wrong. He was a father of twin daughters and one of them had an abusive husband. He recognised the stance before he recognised her face from the photograph uploaded today morning to the missing person's list.

He approached her and confirmed her name. She slowly nodded aas if in trance, "Yes she was Aline . Did you say Aline's mother sent you?" She asked in third person. Officer Islam had no idea but he agreed. He escorted her to the car. "Tell Aline's mother, Aline loves her the most."

That was the last she spoke.

By the time the car reached the hospital, she was unconscious. By the time Aline's mother came running , she had slipped into coma. She passed away in an hour. The doctor could not find a cause beyond the trauma she had obviously endured, caused her weak heart to fail. Aline's mother stood their by the glass seeing the medical personnel try to save her beautiful daughter. But she knew. She knew she had just lost a daughter because the Police and her husband and also the society have more importance to what they could see beyond what they could feel. As tears flows from her eyes and her family all poured in shell shoked and unable to speak to her, she stood alone looking through the glass even when there was nothing to look.

Back in his den, the man heard the news on the radio and profusely cursed. No where in the official files it was mentioned that she had a weak heart. This was not a part of the plan. It as not a part of the plan at all, but then the plan won't change just take a pause.