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Ruhi Jha:

- meaning: A music tune, Soul, A flower, Who touches the heart, One with a beautiful soul

Age: 19

Nationality: Indian

Ruhi is beautiful like a flower. She dances like freely like a butterfly. Her voice is melodious and sweet like honey. She is pure, she is beautiful. She is the defination of an Angel.

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Vincenzo Matteo :

- meaning: to win or to conquer

Age: 25

Nationality: Italian

Vincenzo is the one who is feared by everyone. No family, no emotions, no weakness, and this is what makes him most powerful. Blood is what he needs, he is a psychopath who feels pleasure when others are in pain.

What happens when he hears her angelic voice, when he sees her dancing like an angel flawlessly when he sees the innocence in her eyes and purity of her soul?

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She sang while playing guitar near blue ocean. The water was clean , the breeze was cold , the sound of wave was soothing as it was enhancing her honey like sweet voice.

..."Manzilein Ruswa Hain, ...

...Khoya Hai Rasta...

...Aye Le Jaye...

...Itni Si Ilteja...

...Yeh Meri Zamanat Hai,...

...Tu Meri Amanat Hai."...

...(Destiny’s are lost. ...

...The path’s forlorn....

...Come and take me away....

...That’s all I pray for....

...It’s your safekeeping. ...

...You belong to me.) ...

She sang as she felt the void inside her. She was orphan , abondoned the day she was born. Except the head of orphanage , no one truly liked her. It wasn't like she was hated by others but she had no one she can truly call hers.

..." Mujhko Irade De ...

...Kasmein De Vade De...

...Meri Duaon Ke Isharon Ko Sahare De...

...Dil Ko Thikane De Naye Bahane De...

...Khabon Ki Barishon Ko Mausam Ke Paimane De"...

...(Could you give me your thoughts? ...

...Give me oaths and promises....

...Give directions to my prayers....

...Give my heart refuge....

...Give me new reasons....

...Give my dreams the wings to fly.)...

She sang pouring her all the emotions. The empty corner near ocean was her comfort zone. She would laugh , she would cry , she would celebrate , she would sing , she would dance at this place because no one ever come here. It was abondoned.

...Apne Karam Ki Kar Adayein...

...Karde Idhar Bhi Tu Nighahein...

...Sun Raha Hai Na Tu Ro Rahi Hu Main...

...Sun Raha Hai Na Tu Kyun Ro Rahi Hu Main...

...(Bless me with your grace....

...Please take a look at me as well....

...Are you listening? I am crying....

...Are you listening? Why I am crying.)...

She sang and as if someone heard her all cry , a creature was attracted to her voice. Curious to find out he came all the way just to see a little girl playing guitar and enchanting something in her sweet , melodious voice. The angel was waiting for someone pure who could make her world beautiful but unintentionally caught the eyes of of devil.

...Waqt Bhi Thehra Hai, ...

...Kaise Kyun Yeh Hua...

...Kash Tu Aise Aye Jaise Koi Dua...

...Tu Rooh Ki Rahat Hai, Tu Meri Ibadat Hai...

...(Time stands still. ...

...How has this happened?...

...I want you to come to my life,...

...just as a wish comes true....

...You’re my soul’s satisfaction....

...You belong to my faith.)...

He could not understand what she was saying, but it felt like she was calling him. Telling him to come and claim her. Begging him to come and cage her , hid her inside his embrace and never let her leave.

...Apne Karam Ki Kar Adayein...

...Karde Idhar Bhi Tu Nighahein...

...Sun Raha Hai Na Tu Ro Rahi Hu Main...

...Sun Raha Hai Na Tu Kyun Ro Rahi Hu Main...

...(With your grace, bless me....

...Take a glance at me, too....

...Are you there listening? ...

...I’m crying now....

...Are you there listening? ...

...Why am I weeping?)...

He has came to foreign country for work , never in his dreams he ever thought there will be a soul like her. It was obsession at first sight. The white dress she was wearing, the way it was flowing because of wind , the black hairs which reached straight down her back , everything about her was enchanting. She was singing in the language he did not understand, but still he was feeling like she was calling him. It took everything inside him to not go near her and kiss her like there is no tomorrow. He resisted his unknown feelings and left , thinking that it was mere an attraction.

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Vincenzo

The work here in Mumbai was really important, that made him come here all the way from Italy.

"You can take the weapons and drug." The man said as he counted all the money.

" Luca, controlla le armi." Vincenzo said to his most trustable person, Luca.

( Luca ,check the weapons.)

"Tutto bene capo".

(All fine boss)

" We will take our leave now." He said. Luca shook his hand with dealers and they left the place.

With three cars filled with guards , Vincenzo was ready to leave for his hotel where he was staying.

He was about to leave when his eyes found a small figure sitting near sea shore. The faint melodious voice pulled him towards her. And without him knowing , he went closer.

Small figure , height around 5'5 , melodious voice , milky skin , the long hairs which were slightly curled naturally. He observed her all features unknowingly.

He was still curious about her face as all he saw was her back. She played one tune on her guitar and sang the song which felt like she was calling him.

She turned a little which gave him a clear look of her beauty. Brown , deep eyes with small nose. Pink plumpy lips were like cherry on top of cake. He bit his lips as he felt unknown sensation running in his body. His breathing became unsteady. Her voice echoed in his ears and sudden urge to claim her arose inside him.

"Bellissimo , Proprio come un angelo."

(Beautiful, just like an angel.)

" हो काकी मी येतेय. Andhera hone se pehle mai aa jaongi." She said something in her language which he did not understood. But her voice was so soothing that he wanted to listen her all day.

(Yes , aunty I am coming. Don't worry I will come before sunset.)

He hid behind huge rock when she turned back to leave. He saw her white beautiful dress flowing with wind and something like a scarf near her neck which was looking very beautiful, specially on her. The beautiful design of her earning which he probably never saw before was adding on her beauty. Her long hairs were tied in a braid. He stood there until she disappeared.

" Che bel fiore!" He mumbled and smiled as his thoughts filled with her.

(What a beautiful flower!)

"Capo, c'è qualche problema?"Luca asked his boss. He never saw his boss like this , distracted and smiling. No one ever saw his smiling , this was the first time even for Luca to see his boss smiling.

( Boss, is there any problem?)

"Nothing, let's leave."

He sat inside his black BMW and took out puff of cigarette. He lit it and allowed the toxicity to consume him so that he can divert his mind. Cigarette always helped him to clear his mind but today it wasn't working. She was so pure that even the intoxication was failing.

"Cazzo, fiorellino." He said and closed his eye. All he wanted was to forget the face he saw few minutes ago but she was imprinted in his mind already.

( ****, little flower.)

" Ho bisogno di togliermela dalla testa, maledizione." He told himself.

( I need to get her out of my mind , damn it.)

After reaching in his room , the first thing he did was bathe. The cold water ran down from his body as he struggled to keep himself sane.

He came out wearing bath robe and saw a girl already present in room which he had called before.

The girl came closer to in a seductive way and bit her lower lip as she saw upper part of his muscular chest. She curled her one hand near his neck and started touching his muscles.

He should be feeling aroused like always but for some reason , her touch was making him feel disgusted. All he can think about was the girl he saw for few minutes, the girl whose he didn't even knew the name.

The girl was in her own pleasure. Never in her life she saw someone as intimating as him. It was her job and she had done this before countless times , sometimes she had mood sometimes she did not. But for this man , she was more than excited.

She slowly trailed her hand toward his díck but and started touching it. Suddenly coming out of his thoughts he jerked her hand away. He was disgusted by her touch. All he can think about was only HER.

"Leave." He ordered.

" But sir, have I done something wrong? Please tell me." She asked and again came closer trying to touch him.

It didn't even took a second for him to slam her against wall and choke her. She gasped and her face became red because of lack of oxygen. She tried to free herself from his grip but he was way stronger than her.

" Don't make me repeat myself. Leave if you don't want to die." He said showing placing his gun on her forehead.

As soon as he loosened his grip from her neck , she ran away. She ran away for her life.

"Fúck, she is making me crazy." He cursed and ran his fingers through her head.

He had to forget about her. He must. A mere little girl can't distract him ,he thought.

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