Tainted Love by Maniah (i love reading TXT) 📖

Vani POV:-

"Vanya…" He whispered the word that brought back the memories I wanted to forget. The beautiful memories which turned ugly. I closed my eyes, his voice was still clear in my mind...his words still fresh...

A whore remains a whore no matter how much respect you give her. 

That's what I was to him, A whore. The whore was good enough to satisfy his physical needs but not good enough to be introduced to his family, to society. The whore who sold her body! The whore was not good enough to be his wife.

Lavanya was good enough to be his wife with whom he could socialise and take her to meet his family. She had respect in society I did not. 

I fisted my hand tightly for strength, I couldn't afford to get carried away with my emotions. I remembered how he was forcing me to abort my baby, how I lied to save my unborn baby. My Granth! I gulped down the shame I felt when he said those horrid words to me.

Vanya is dead, the girl who sold her body for money is dead. I am Vani Kashyap, a respectable School teacher. 

His unblinking gaze holding my eyes, he was stunned seeing me here as well, "Vanya…" he scowled.

"Vani Kashyap," I said, confidently introducing myself and he frowned, sharpening his eyes "Vani Kashyap…" he repeated my name in question.

"Yes Mr Sehgal, she is the class teacher of this class and you have to shoot with her in this advertisement," Mr Harris said, formally introducing us.

"Miss Kashyap, can you please tell your students to answer Mr Sehgal's questions, he would ask during the shooting," Mr Harris asked, turning towards me. I nodded at him in answer. I could feel Mrityunjay's gaze on me, not caring about his presence. I did what Mr Harris asked me to do.

Because for me Mrityunjay Sehgal was just like any other name, the name doesn't hold any power or emotion over me anymore. Those emotions died long ago. Now all I could remember was the word whore! 

Fisting my hand tightly to remain confident under his scrutinizing gaze I turned towards my students.

"Alright students! You see I want to introduce you all to Mr Sehgal with whom we are making the movie…"

"But Miss, where is Tiger shroff?" One of the students asked. 

"He is not here, we are going to make a movie with Mr Sehgal…" I told him and turned towards Mrityunjay "please, introduce yourself to the students Mr Sehgal."

His face became void of any expression, the initial shock of seeing me here subsided, he gave me a short nod as if I was no one to him. My conscience chuckled you were never someone to him! Nothing but a whore Vani. A whore!

He turned towards the students, "Good morning everyone, I am Mrityunjay Sehgal and…" he started but...

"Miss, he is boring…" Krish, the naughtiest child of the class whined. Mrityunjay sighed and glanced at Harris "I don't have time Mr Harris, do it fast."  He ordered Mr Harris in Irritation.

Mr Harris nodded "of course Mr Sehgal,"  he came to me "can you please handle the situation, Miss Kashyap?" 

I sighed "Students if you behave well then I will give chocolates to everyone," I tempted them. "So will you be good for the movie?" I asked them.

"Yes, miss.." They sang in unison. 

I turned towards them "you can begin shooting Mr Harris," I told him. All the while I was aware of Mrityunjay standing beside me, my heart was beating fast, a sudden fear erupted inside it, what if he comes to know about Granth? 

I gulped in anxiety over the non-existing situation but I know it won't happen because it doesn't matter to him. He gave up his right to question me when he asked me to abort the baby, not the baby, it was never the baby but the fetus for him. A scientific word that doesn't hold any emotion…

Mr Harris was talking to Mrityunjay about the details of the advertisement. The air of the room was too thick for me to breathe. The camera was being installed with other shooting equipment in the classroom. Children were looking at everything with keen interest. A small mike was put on my Suit as well. 

When the man went to Mrityunjay he stopped him "Give it to me…" he snapped at the man and put it on himself. I know he doesn't like it when someone touches him.

"Start Camera, Action!" Me Harris started the shooting.

Mrityunjay went to a child and touched his head affectionately "what's your name?" He asked.

"Parth! Sir," Mrityunjay started talking to him casually, "Parth, Do you like  your teachers here?" 

Parth smiled, "I don't like my Math's teacher, she scolds me but Miss Vani is pretty," he said to Mrityunjay. Mrityunjay frowned at the child, Parth gestured to him to come closer "I am going to marry her when I grow up!" 

My eyes widened in horror, Mr Harris chuckled, the cameraman laughed and Mrityunjay frowned at him, I walked towards Parth "Parth, that was a bad thing."

"Alright, Cut. We will shoot after a break Miss Kashyap, please talk to the children again." 

The shooting started again, Mrityunjay went to a girl this time and asked her about the school and teacher. The girl was shy at first but after some time she opened up to Mrityunjay and answered his questions. The shot was final. 

"Now one with you asking questions to Miss Kashyap, Sir," Mr Harris requested. 

Mrityunjay nodded at him, I gulped and stood in front of him with confidence. He walked up to me, his eyes staring into mine. I couldn't read his eyes, "Is the School paying you well? Miss Vani Kashyap?" He asked as if mocking me.

"It is, Mr Sehgal. The school is Paying me enough," I answered him sharply, my hands turned sweaty suddenly. For a minute I thought I didn't hear him correctly. 

How could he ask me such a question? How wrong I was of him, how stupid I was to think of him as my knight in the shining Armour when he was the cruel monster. He was still insulting me with his questioning gaze. The people around me didn't understand what he asked me! But I did.  How could he?