Monday, 13 October 2014

Ek villain One shot

This was just a rapid idea toying in my mind...
Ek villain
Rishab Kundra, a poor, master mind, makes the sweet innocent heiress Madhubala Malik fall inlove with him, but there is a twist...
OS

The beginning of the end.

He watched as she clung to his arm delicately. She hung over his every word. Her eyes tirelessly bore into his. She never noticed how much she had changed. The once Salwar kameez wearing Madhubala, now wore a short spaghetti strap baby doll dress. Though her clothes now were more revealing because of him. She always wore them elegantly and with such sophistication. She was the epitome of the perfect lady. Even in hooker clothes she would never resemble anything other.
Her back was always as straight as a rod, her feet never stumbled in even the highest of heels. She would get blisters, that would bleed, but she would wear them just for him. She would walk without shoes, to a temple to pray for the success of a business venture. He made sure every time her father saw her pain. He watched his eyes wince every time he inflected them upon her. She was so very easy to love and to receive love from. Sometimes a bit too nave too, innocent. He knew god would punish him, but did not care as long as he was going to hell he would do it thoroughly.
She had huge, brown trusting eyes, they reminded him of a dumb puppy, no doubt she was beautiful perhaps the most beautiful girl he had seen. But he received pleasure every time she cried.
He loved being the man every father would never wish their daughter upon.
Madhu: RK, I got the cheque from daddy.
He smirked inwardly plus she was his unlimited supply of money to waste.
RK: Thank you so much baby.
He lifted her tiny body up and kissed her hard on her soft lips. He knew after a while, he lips would swell and she would be in front of her father. And his blood would boil.
Madhu: I would do anything for you.
RK: You prove it everyday.
Madhu: Ask me for, anything and I will give it to you even my life.
She said sweetly, He knew it was cruel to toy with her.
He new like the rest of the money, he would pretend to loose all of this.
Eventually he predicted like her trust fund which he had drained in the past 6 months, soon her jewelry which she was now secretly selling would run out.
***
They sat in cafe, she talked as she always did, full of life and cute little quirks and hand movements.
RK sipped his coffee his mind a sponge, listening to every detail, she said.
Madhu: Papa, said that I was his princess.
RK felt a smirk play upon his lips involuntarily.
RK: No you belong to me.
He was awarded with a dimpled smile, her doe eyes looked up at him with such pretty trust that it hurt almost to watch her.
The waiter bumped her chair and mumbled an apology.
RK: Are you blind, what if she got hurt?
He shouted standing up. Madhu blinked a little shocked at his angry gaze.
Waiter: I am sorry madam.
He said to her chest, RK kicked the chair. And grabbed him by his collar, Madhu held his arm back.
Madhu: Please let go, he did not mean to.
RK pushed her away, she fell down and hit the table. He instantly let go and picked her up. She was unconscious.
He placed her on one of the couches nearby and sprinkled a water on her face. She woke up, the side of her entire face was bruised. He knew later on he would have someone deal with that waiter.
RK: Are you okay?
Madhu: Yes, I am
She smiled but winced slightly.
Today was just a new bruise he had caused. The game was becoming dangerous, He had lost control, He felt his stomach turn quezy, he was caring for her.
That was scary.
He needed to spend less time with her. He dropped her home. Yet watched her from afar, a few days passed, he found himself, watching her constantly. Her father, had disowned her after seeing the bruises, he heard the news from her servants, at the Malik Mansion.
He had asked her to pick between them, just as he predicted she chose him. She kept trying to contact him. He knew her father would never take her back. She would finally be completely dependent on him. She was broken with no where to go. He opened the car door for her, as he drove past. She got in quickly hiding her tears and her problems. She was selfless, so completely selfless, this was wrong, he knew his mother was turning in her grave. This was wrong, her once long brown hair was cut, and now dyed slightly browned.
Madhu: Can I stay with you?
RK: I don't have a house.
He lied, as she looked around nervously, she did not have anywhere to go, he would offer her more but watching her suffer, was something else.
Madhu: I will find somewhere, no worries.
He began to notice though her once rolex wearing wrist was bare, her diamond covered ears were bare. Despite even the plain white short dress she wore she still looked like the rich elegant girl he had set his eyes on. 6 months ago...
***
6 months earlier...
Her car had broke, down. Some poor begger children had gathered around her with little trinkets. She wore a sunny yellow salwar kameez, she bent down and handed them some money and gathered the items into her hands, she handed them to her driver, then bent down and handed the kids expensive imported chocolate. It was a scene you would receive in movies. RK could hear her worried voice as he hid nearby watching her intently.
Driver: Madam its going to take a few hours before the car will start.
Madhu: Papa, will be so worried, Rajoo, its going to be dark soon.
He emerged from the shadows, he watched her shift nervously.
He went and opened the bonnet all the while starring at her. The driver was shocked as the car began to work with a mere few touches.
Madhu: I don't have anything to give you, I gave all my money to those children.
RK: let's consider this an account, Madamji, I will come settle the payment later, for now how about just a smile?
Madhu:(smiled involuntarily) Thank you.
She went to her car, as the car zoomed away. RK smirked another day, a new game.
She would be his, he would stop at nothing until she was so in love with him that she was destroyed.

Present day
A sociopath, or perhaps Anti social personality disorder is a type of chronic mental condition in which a person's ways of thinking, perceiving situations and relating to others are dysfunctional " and destructive. People with antisocial personality disorder typically have no regard for right and wrong and often disregard the rights, wishes and feelings of others.

Those with antisocial personality disorder tend to antagonize, manipulate or treat others either harshly or with callous indifference. They may often violate the law, landing in frequent trouble, yet they show no guilt or remorse. They may lie, behave violently or impulsively, and have problems with drug and alcohol use. These characteristics typically make people with antisocial personality disorder unable to fulfill responsibilities related to family, work or school.
***
RK read the article a little later as he watched Madhu from across the road, She sat at a bench with her head down.
Part of him wanted to protect, he but his sadistic side enjoyed the pain she felt. This was just a game he said to himself.
He had a sickness.
Growing up, he found himself unable to feel anything, he never cried nor did he find happiness until he began toying with her. She was the perfect prey, so sweet so loyal, so perfectly caring. She cared enough for the both of them, He knew now he would pretend that his business deals, went well and they could get married. He desired a life with her. To toy with a forever, she was isolated, he made sure her friends, her family all had left because of him.
***
Antisocial personality disorder signs and symptoms may include:

Disregard for right and wrong
Persistent lying or deceit to exploit others
Using charm or wit to manipulate others for personal gain or for sheer personal pleasure
Intense egocentrism, sense of superiority and exhibitionism
Recurring difficulties with the law
Repeatedly violating the rights of others by the use of intimidation, dishonesty and misrepresentation
Child abuse or neglect
Hostility, significant irritability, agitation, impulsiveness, aggression or violence
Lack of empathy for others and lack of remorse about harming others
Unnecessary risk-taking or dangerous behaviors
Poor or abusive relationships
Irresponsible work behavior
Failure to learn from the negative consequences of behavior
Antisocial personality disorder symptoms may begin in childhood and are fully evident for most people during their 20s and 30s. In children, cruelty to animals, bullying behavior, impulsivity or explosions of anger, social isolation, and poor school performance may be, in some cases, early signs of the disorder.

Although considered a lifelong disorder, some symptoms " particularly destructive and criminal behavior and the use of alcohol or drugs " may decrease over time, but it's not clear whether this decrease is a result of aging or an increased awareness of the consequences of antisocial behavior.
***
Madhu: What happened?
She asked as he put on a happy face and pulled her into his arms, he kissed her lips, she softened immediately letting him explore her sweet mouth. So pliable, so completely his.
RK: The deal came through, now we both have enough money.
He watched her smile, she wrapped her arms around his neck.
They were married soon.
A forever with his prey, his toy all his to play with, to break, to make, to destroy.
He was a monster.
He was evil.

And she was his.

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