THE STRANGER WHO LOVED HER-Part1

The party was not yet over. People were still grooving to their favorite "best of the Bollywood-2000s' ", and the song that played was from Ishita's favorite film, "Kaho Na Pyaar hai". She was the eye candy of every man present in the room, who stole surreptitious glances at her hourglass-shaped figure as she wriggled her slender arms in the air, dancing to the tune. Her bandeau silver ensemble just clung to her bosoms adding an alluring look to her already existing demeanor. The songs continued to play as she went on all around the small room of hers, coaxing people to have some more drinks. The drinks went on till late night and slowly, people started moving out, totally hazed and inebriated. 

Ishita kissed goodbye to the last couple, a woman and her husband, who happened to be her college mates. Feeling gratified and proud of her big party, she shut the door behind, her lips drawing a wide-contended smile on her lazed up face. That was when the lights in the room suddenly blew off with a wheezing sound. A sudden shiver ran down her spine as she found herself lying in the midst of the looming darkness. 

"Hello, Ishita! I hope you recognize this voice" a hoarse voice came up from behind. Ishita felt her heart reach her mouth when she heard a stranger's voice in her flat.

"who..who are you? And what are you doing in my flat?" Ishita stuttered as she slipped back to the side walls.

"I'm sorry if you don't mind. But I need to make sure you are safe where ever you are" the stranger spoke.

Ishita traced her way back to the door side touching the walls when one of his strong arms gripped her thin waist and the other gagged her mouth shut as she tried to yell.

"Listen...Now c'mon. This is not fun for me to tell you that I'm here to make sure that you are not hurt by those unscrupulous elements who have been trying to kill me."

"And I don't see any point in that though. But just to make sure, I want you to follow me to my place" he said and dragged her to the drawing-room as she purred under his tightly pressed palm. 

"Can you feel this?" he said tracing the cold, sharp-edged metal on to her naked sleeves. Ishita winced as sharp metal traced all its way onto her neck and to her breasts.

"I don't like screaming women," he said and cut the strap of the dress that was on the left side.

"Be a good girl and I want you to change to this dress in a count of ten. 

Saying this, he cut the other strap on the right."Here's the dress" he said releasing her from his grip. 

Immediate reflex from Ishita was to cover her body with her hands and stall at a corner of the room.

"Sir, I beg you! I don't know why you are doing this to me" she sobbed as she confronted the stranger in her nakedness

"I don't like too many questions in case you don't know. Count down begins.1 ...2..3.."

Ishita grabbed the dress lying on the floor and slipped into it without any ado. The count was over and the next moment, a sharp needle dug into her neck and her legs couldn't even bear the weight of her slender body as the  needle pierced her soft skin. 

"hh..Who are you?" she whispered her last words as he lifted her up as if she were a feather. 

 She was lost, and unconscious until she woke up the next morning, only to find herself in the most beautiful place on the Earth. 

...................................TO BE CONTINUED..........................................