Redeeming Love by Shikha Mishra (e book reader android txt) 📖

Vihaan's POV

I groan in extreme headache. My head is paining so much that even a slightest bit of movement is making me sick. But still bearing the pain I open my eyes consciously but I had to instantly close it. I try to move my hands but something restricts me. I open my mouth to say something to only find it extremely scratchy.

What happened? Where am I? Wasn't I flying to England.

Again I open my eyes but dizziness hits me in a lightning speed making me again close my eyes. I try to stand up from my seating position but again I get restricted by something. My legs are also numb from seating in this hard chair for I don't know how many days. Having my eyes close my ears are sensitive to sounds. I try to listen to anything even a slightest bit of sound but except a water dripping sound I hear none.

“He......" I stop myself instantly from uttering anything as I hear walking sound. And it sure doesn't sounds of only one person. I let my head fall in a sleeping position. I know I have been kidnapped. And I can't be stupid enough to let them know I am conscious.

The rattling sound of a door opening resonates in my ear and after few seconds I get hit on my leg as some person says sarcastically “Wakie wakie your highness." Not finding any answer he grunts “What the hell dude didn't you say he would be awake till now? How much dose did you give him to make our prince this much unconscious, huh?"

“I told you that he should be awake. I am......" I feel that person's intense gaze on me as if trying to see even the slightest proof of my consciousness “sure that he is awake. He must be faking it."

“Don't talk shit." the one with sarcasm says.

From their talking I have come to know that they are Italian as they are talking with their huge Italian accent.

I move my body slightly and make a grunting sound as if I have woken up.

“See told you."

“Finally our prince has woken up." the sarcastic one says. I flick my eyes open and this time the world is not moving that much thankfully. I come across with two men. One is bald and most likely the sarcastic one and other is with a short height maybe of 5'5".

“Who are you people? Where am I?" I give them a panic look. I move my eyes around and see that I am been kept in a small room with a small bulb hanging on the ceiling which is most likely is going to fuse. At the very corner there is tap from which water is dripping.

How did they were able to kidnap me?

I tilt my head down to see my both hands tied down to the chair as well as my legs. I move my eyes behind them to have a look of what is outside of this room as the door is behind them but get blocked by the shorty.

“Aye where do ya looking at?" the bald one says. I don't reply. “Anyway open your mouth your highness." I don't comply. “It's for your own good." He throws a water bottle. It first hits my chest then it falls on my lap, finally it rolls down to the ground.

“What do you want?" I ask.

“Oh that you would come to know from our sir. Drink that and don't be afraid I have not mixed anything in it. We want you all good and fine." the shorty says.

I snicker at that. They sure need me.

They free my hand. I bend down and take the bottle. “You both drink first." I say. I am sure that they will not mix anything that would be dangerous to my life but there is no doubt that they can mix something to knock me out.

They both roll their eyes but nevertheless they take the bottle from my hand and drink it. I wait for few minutes. No finding any effect on them I take the bottle from them. I gulp down whole remaining contain.

“So how did you did it?" I ask them.

“How what we did?"

Dumb people.

“How were you both able to kidnap me?" I ask.

“Oh that was very hard. We had been trying to kidnap you for days but everytime our people get close to kidnap yoy, your dogies would do something. But this time we used our brain to its fullest and see here you are." the Shorty one replies. How did I not knew of all this? Dad must have hid it from me. “We very intelligently hijacked your private plane before your flight. Our man changed their faces with your private crew. And you all like an idiot didn't even noticed."

“Who is your sir?" I ask another question.

“That you would come to know when he comes. Now allow us to leave your highness." They both start laughing like a maniac. They tie my hand back.

“Are you both afraid that I would run away if you don't...tie me down." I ask. If I play my cards correctly they might end up doing what I want them to do. And by their talking and posture it is clear that they are idiots. They are just muscles without brains.

“Oh damn no. But that would not stop me from tieing you down." the bald one says.

“What do you think? I would run away....." I snicker “Then your answer is no. I would not or more likely I would never be able to."

“That is true. A prince like you who has lived his whole life in his cloud like soft bed will never be able to escape this place." the shorty one says. I give them a pitiful look.

They leave and so soon as their boots hitting the ground sound stops I start doing my work. I remove the small blade which I was holding with my pinky finger. When they untied me I very smartly removed the blade which was hidden in my armpits for these very situation. I hid it at the inner side of the arm of the chair. The whole time I was holding it with my pinky finger.

It took some effort to pass it from my pinky finger to my index finger. I flipped my palm so that now it was facing towards me. Holding the blade in between my middle finger and index finger I start cutting the rope. Hopefully they are not chains.

My hands gets free from the confines I examine them and see that it's bruised. I cut the rope of my other hand. I free myself completely. As soon as I stood up I fell. I again stand up went to check the gate. I am sure my words did affect them. I push the gate and instantly it opens.