The next morning, she woke up from her sleep and found herself in a completely unfamiliar room and felt fear englulfing her. She quickly removed the duvet and got up from the bed.

Memories from the previous night flooded her mind. Did the masked man bring her here with him? This thought made her restless and fearful. She felt unsafe, her heart beating fast with uneasiness and fear.

She ran to the door and tried to open it, only to find that it was locked from the outside. She used all her strength to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. She screamed as loudly as she could, but it seemed like nobody was there. Tears flowed from her beautiful brown eyes.

As she continued to shout for help, she realized that there was no one around. She was deeply shaken and terrified. The last thing she remembered was pleading with the masked man for her life, and then nothing.

What if he had kidnapped her and intended to harm her? More tears welled up in her eyes. Despite her efforts and desperate cries, her voice began to break, and she collapsed to the floor, sobbing heavily.

She wept, feeling terrified by the situation. She blamed herself for getting involved, thinking she should have run away when she had the chance. Her innocent and compassionate behavior had led her into this predicament.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of the door opening. Her eyes fell on the door, and a woman entered the room. She felt a little relief at seeing the woman and quickly stood up, rushing towards her.

"Who are you?" she asked anxiously, staring at the woman. "And where am I?" She didn't even pause to let the woman answer her first question.

The woman seemed a little scared. "Ma'am, you have to come with me," she said softly, beneath of her voice

"Where?" She asked in confusion. "Just tell me where I am. And who are you?" she shouted in anger, tears still streaming down her face.

"Mam please, i cannot tell you anything. Come with me.", she said hesitatatingly.

Mayra understood that she was also scared of something, and that was evident in her eyes. "Okay" she said while following her.

They came out of that room and she started observing everything: that house was huge and marvallous. She was scared till the core. She didn't know what was happening at all.

She was now in a hall which was luxurious, with a shade of black interior designs. She left astonished. She was looking everwhere, every single thing,  but then suddenly she realized; That lady! That was nowhere. She called out "Hello, where are you?", loudly.

She thought that she was too busy checking out the house that maybe she came to a different direction. She begin walking around to find her, but suddenly her feets halted, her body collapsed with a huge chest, strong mascular arms.

She clutched those arms and her eyes were fixed on his veins stretching out on his neck, prohibiting her to take herself back.

The moment she realized, she forced her body back making enough distance. As her eyes went to his face with the same skull mask, her body froze in terror. That same masked man who was stabbing someone to death, inhumanely.

He was wearing a black shirt which was folded till his elbows, giving a clear view of his veins stretching out on the back of his palms and hands.

Her body was shivering, her feets were trembling in fear. He was looking dangerous to her. She could not form words from her mouth for a moment but then she mustured some courage and mumbled "Why did you take me here with you?"

She saw him ignoring her question and moving towards the couch. He settled himself on the couch comfortably and was staring at her who was standing infront of him, bewildered and terrified.

His skull mask was making her more petrified of him. Tears welled up from her eyes. She muttered "Please leave me...let me go please."

"I will let you go", finally she heard a low deep voice under his mask. Her face muddled up hearing this.

"But not before giving you punishment, little kitten", a smirk formed on his face under his mask. Her heart went numb hearing that. Punishment? For what?

Her tears became aggressive. "Pu...Punishment for what? Fo..For insulting you? I have already said sorry for that."

He grinned viciously. He stood up on his feet and begin taking footsteps towards her. Her very being shuddered at this.

She noticed him clutching his mask with his one hand, her eyes widened and stirred up desperately.

"Not for insulting me kitten, but now for some other reason."

While he finally removed his mask, unfolding the mysterious man behind that horrifying mask. 

She became aghast. Her body froze and became a statue. Those icy blue eyes which were glooming with sadistic aura, resembling the blue flames of an unforgiving fire. She watched him in a huge disbelief. Her gloomy brown eyes felt a feeling of strrong emotions flickering inside her.

"So, give your judgement Miss Singhal. Do i look like an ugly duckling?", an evil grin crep on his face.

"Because you love giving judgements. Isn'tit?", his deep hoarce voice sneaked into her ears.

She could not utter a word from her mouth. She noticed him coming more close to her almost stopping her heartbeat. He leaned close to her, and whispered something close to her ears that she felt his breathes on her skin.

"Tell me my little doll."

Hearing this, a memory rushed down her mind.

FLASHBACK

12 years old, Mayra was playing with her doll. Sitting on a sofa, wearing a light pink frock which was alluringly complimenting her beautiful tanned skin, she was combing her doll's hair.

"Mayra look who's here."

Aunt Zia said lovingly caressing her cheeks whereas her uncle Ved gave an adoring smile to her.

Her eyes fell on those another pair of pale blue eyes which were practically glaring at her.

Little Mayra gaped into those displeased eyes for a while.

"Rian, come here and say hello to Mayra," Zia uttered.

That 15 years old boy didn't seem pleased with Mayra. He didn't approach her but little Mayra was curious to meet him.

She walked towards him with her tiny steps and gaped at his pink cheeks and blood red lips.

"He looks like my doll. She also has pink cheeks like him," Mayra giggled and squeezed his pink cheeks, turning his porcelain skin more red.

Her uncle and aunt chuckled.

"Mayra, he's our son" Her aunt told her.

Mayra's eyes lightened up in happiness. She has got a play buddy, her little mind thought.

"Okay, I'm going to work, Zia.", Ved told them.

Mayra immediately nodded and hugged her uncle. Her uncle bent and kissed her forehead and then left after patting Rian's head.

"Ok kiddos, you both play and I'll get something for you to eat," Zia said, earning a nod from Mayra.

Zia also left and now little Mayra left with her human doll. She walked towards him, excited and then grabbed his arm.

"Let's go, we will play with my doll," She tried to tug him with her but he didn't move.

Mayra potted and poked his cheek.

"Let's go,"

But he still didn't move. Giving up to his stubbornness, Mayra decided to grab her doll and showed it to him.

"Look, she's so beautiful," She told him, who was still glaring at her but after hearing her, his ocean eyes looked down at her doll.

He took her doll from her, making Mayra happy that he was going to play with her. But her eyes widened when he ripped her doll's head out of her body.

Her eyes immediately watered at his action. He laughed watching her crying and then threw the broken doll's pieces on the ground.

"Now it's looking less ugly," He spoke, gazing and laughing at her broken doll.

Mayra kneeled and collected her broken doll's pieces. Her tears turned more abrupt.

"Why did you break it?" She asked him, shedding her tears.

"Because she was ugly just like you," The 15 years old replied.

Little Mayra got up and yelled at him.

"You're bad. I'll tell aunty Zia, you broke my doll," She said and turned around to walk but he grabbed her arm.

"If you tell mum about this then I'll get you thrown out of our house." He blurted out.

Her doe eyes filled with more tears at his words.

Mayra teared up more badly and then snatched her arm from his grip. She pushed him away with her tiny force and spoke out, gazing into his ocean eyes.

"One day, I'll also break your doll," Saying that, she ran away from there and he just stared at her retracting figure.