Dream High. Chapter 8

T.H.I.E.F (Dream High)

A Twist In Their Fate

An India love action story….

Chapter 8️⃣

Written by
©️ Ifeoma Isabella Silver Ozoemene.

???????? ….People, some will fly beyond the stars. People, some will fall…. ????????

Continuation From the last Episode;

???? Rohan Pov ????

“I accept.” I told him and he grinned widely. I don’t know if my eyes were deceiving me, but his grin turned more devilish.

“It is done.” He said and everything became dark once again.

*****

???? Authoress Pov ????

Goa Palace:

King Sanjay laughed out loud.

“Son, you just said this yourself that he fell down from the cliff, do you think he would come back to hurt you? No, he is dead and gone for good.” King Sanjay told his son.

“Father you will not understand, you needed to see the way he looked at me. His eyes were filled with rage, hatred and my death. He’s going to kill me.” Prince Khan told his father fearfully.

“Khan, that slave is dead and gone. No one falls off that cliff and survives, no one.” King Sanjay said. “You know what, go and sleep, it has been a tiring night son.”

“No, if I stay alone he is going to come out from the shadow and kill me. Father, he is waiting for me.”

“Alright, some guards will keep you company in your room.” King Sanjay said.

“No father, I will like to stay in your room tonight.” Prince Khan told him.

“Okay son, let’s go.” King Sanjay said and they both walked the stairs to Sanjay’s room.

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Mehek stayed for a long time until she decided she had waited enough, she stood up carefully carrying Aishwarya’s body with her and climbed up the stairs, pressing another red button at the wall of the last staircase. It gave way.

She came out and saw that everything had been razed down to ashes.

She scanned the entire place and saw it empty, she quickly left there and ran, heading for the only person who would help her.

Reaching the house she was going to, she kept Aishwarya carefully on the ground near a bush, hidden away and went to knock on the door.

The old treasurer opened the door and was surprised to see Mehek.

Mehek pushed her way in and closed the door behind her.

“You must not tell anyone you saw me.” She said.

“Why? What happened to your head, you are bleeding Mehek.”

“It’s a long story but I need your help right now.”

“My help? What kind of help Mehek?”

“Money, I need a lot of help, please can you help me, please.”

“What is going on Mehek and why do you need money?”

“I can’t explain to you. I am in big mess and only you can help me. I will come back some other time to explain everything, I promise.”

“Okay, how much do you need?”

“Can you give me twenty five million cores, I will repay you back, please.”

The old treasure thought for a while.

“Wait for me.” He said and left Mehek and returned soon with a bag which he gave to her. “That’s the money I have been saving, King Padas pays me extra of my income so-”

Interrupting him gently.

“Thank you, I have to be on my way now.” Mehek said hurriedly and left the house going over to where she had hidden Aishwarya’s sleeping body and ran, running towards another state.

No sooner had she left, Meera’s car pulled up at the driveway of the treasurer’s home.

*****

“Can you give her another face, Amol, please?” Mehek asked the doctor who was about her age. She had gone to meet him in his home, they were childhood friends.

“Why do you want me to give the Princess of Indian a new face Mehek? Is there something you are not telling me?” He asked, staring at her.

“Are you going to keep a secret Amol?”