Unknown Girl

Chapter – The Mysterious Shelter

Vihaan handed his T-shirt to the unknown young woman, noticing the torn fabric of her kurti at the shoulder. Her fair, flawless skin was exposed, and she clutched the torn garment, trying to cover herself. She hesitated for a moment before accepting the T-shirt, her eyes filled with unease.

Just then, Vihaan caught sight of a middle-aged man, who had been lying unconscious moments ago, creeping toward the girl with a sinister intent. Without a second thought, Vihaan strode forward and delivered two sharp slaps to the man's face. The sudden attack left the man stunned, and he quickly turned and fled into the dark alley, disappearing from view.

The atmosphere was heavy with the damp smell of the night, mingled with the pungent stench of alcohol. Flickering neon lights from distant signboards cast eerie shadows on the uneven pavement, adding to the unsettling aura of the place.

Vihaan pulled out his phone and dialed a trusted number. A gruff, Punjabi-accented voice responded on the other end.

"Mr. Vihaan, I'm busy right now. Just send me the location; I'll dispatch the driver."

Vihaan nodded to himself and curtly replied, "Do it fast." He ended the call and turned back to the girl.

Her face was still marked by fear and helplessness. Softly, he asked, "Are you alright?"

She hesitated before answering in a low voice, "Yes... I think so. Thank you."

Her trembling hands betrayed her words. Vihaan observed her carefully and asked, "What happened?"

Taking a deep breath, she introduced herself, "My name is Monika. I'm 22 years old. I came here looking for a job, and someone introduced me to that man. He promised me work but instead tried to force himself on me."

Vihaan listened attentively and reassured her, "Don't worry. The car will be here soon. You'll come with me."

A few minutes later, an old yet well-maintained car pulled up at the curb. Vihaan guided Monika inside and instructed the driver to leave immediately. The ride was mostly silent, filled only with the distant honking of traffic and the soft hum of the engine.

They soon arrived at a secluded hideout—an old but sturdy wooden cabin. Its worn-out walls and dim lighting gave it an eerie feel, but it was clean and secure.

Monika hesitated at the entrance, a flicker of doubt crossing her mind. Was she truly safe now, or had she just stepped into another enigma?

Chapter – The Hidden Hideout

Ignoring her lingering questions, Vihaan spoke in a calm tone, "You don't need to be scared. Just think of this place as my secret hideout—I live here to keep my identity hidden."

Monika frowned in confusion. "Hidden identity? What do you mean?"

Vihaan smirked slightly and replied, "Take a shower first. I'll explain everything later."

His deep eyes held an enigmatic secret, one that he wasn't ready to reveal just yet. Monika studied him for a moment but decided not to argue. Instead, she turned toward the bathroom.

As soon as the water touched her skin, a strange realization struck her. It felt as though she had dug a pit for herself and now feared falling into it. She whispered to herself, "What do I do now? I don't even have a change of clothes."

Glancing at her torn garments, she sighed. The situation wasn't just about her attire; it was about her entire existence shifting in an unknown direction.

Summoning courage, she called out, "Hello... Are you Vihaan?"

A calm voice responded from outside, "Yes, I'm here."

She hesitated before saying, "Can you come here for a moment?"

Curious but cautious, Vihaan approached. As he reached the spot, he saw Monika standing just outside the bathroom, droplets of water glistening on her damp skin. Her delicate neck and shoulders gleamed under the dim light.

For a moment, Vihaan was caught off guard, his gaze lingering.

Then, Monika firmly said, "Get me some clothes."

Realization dawned upon Vihaan, and he quickly turned away. Moving to his small wardrobe, he carefully selected a set of clothes and handed them over.

Chapter – A New Beginning

Later, Vihaan and Monika sat facing each other. Her eyes were filled with curiosity, waiting for him to speak. Leaning slightly forward, she asked, "So, what were you about to tell me?"

Vihaan smiled faintly. "Would you like to work for me?"

Monika blinked in surprise. "Work? What kind of work?"

"I'm planning to start a business," he said confidently.

Monika studied him, then glanced around the small, worn-out room. The cracked walls and creaky wooden floor made her skeptical. A smile played on her lips as she asked, "Are you joking?"

Vihaan shook his head. "I told you, I live here to hide my identity."

Taking a deep breath, Monika said, "Fine, I'll believe you. But first, tell me—what kind of business are you starting?"

Vihaan thought for a moment before replying honestly, "I haven't decided yet."

Monika frowned. "So, you're saying you don't even know what business you want to start?"

"Yes, but I'm willing to invest up to 100 crore rupees... or more, if needed."

Monika's eyes widened. "100 crore!? Are you serious?"

"Yes," Vihaan said with a casual nod. "I just need a capable finance manager. Will you be mine?"

Monika stared at him for a few seconds, processing his words. Then, a small smile crept onto her face.

"Who wouldn't want a boss who casually talks about investing 100 crores?"

They spent the next hour discussing business ideas. Monika suggested multiple ventures:

Real estate investment

Launching a tech startup

Establishing a luxury hotel chain

Setting up a film production house

Creating an online e-commerce platform

But Vihaan dismissed each one without hesitation. Monika was puzzled. "Then what exactly do you want to do?"

Vihaan took a deep breath before answering—a response that left Monika stunned...

(To be continued...)

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