But my hands never touched the floor instead strong arms encircled me and I was carried through the stairs to a large room. I could hear his gentle voice while my eyes were closed "Baby I thought you could take a shower and have dinner, but you are too weak for it." Saying that he laid me on a super soft bed. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep as I was very tired.

After a few minutes, he shakes me gently to open my eyes and was welcomed with a strong aroma of mouth watering food.

Ajit brought me a plate filled with simple Indian cuisine. Dal makhani, mix vegetable curry, butter roti, fried rice and salad. He fed me the food with his gentle and caring hands in small morsels which I greatly relished after being hungry for a long time. A few minutes later I emptied he gave me a glass of water. Why is this man so helpful to me? What is his hidden motive? A few seconds later, I emptied the platter and was guided into a wash tub. The bathroom was equally complementing with a Jacuzzi and lavish fittings.

After having a good bit of half an hour of steamed and relaxing bath I stepped out of bathroom with a towel wrapped. I found a set of baby blue night pyjama and a pink top on the bed. After putting on the clothes I opened the door and got down the stairs.

The stairs and the hall were dimly lit except for a light in a room adjacent to the hall. I lightly tapped on the door when I heard a faint 'come in'. After I entered the room I found 'him' working on a large desk with papers sprawled all over. He raised his head from the file he was working and smiled at me.

I took a few steps inside and reached in front of the table. He asked me to sit and reached the corner of the table facing me and leaned a bit on it to support him.

"What is your name little girl?" He asks in a kind voice examining me. "I am Adaah, Adaah Bhanushali." I replied biting my lip. "There is no need to fear." He replied understanding my pensive state. "I am only here to help you." I nodded my head to him looking at my toes. He smiles a bit and reaches my chin to pull my head up and further asks "where are your parents? And why were you alone, hiding in the trash bin? Do you have any problem? He asks me concerned. Tears start to well my eyes as soon as the queries about my parents started. Yet, I answer him. I somehow feel him to be harmless and then I open up with an out roaring cry.

He reaches me and pulls me to a warm hug comforting me with all those refreshing words. He listens to me patiently and understands everything. Ironically, though he is complete stranger, his arms provide me an unknown comfort. I rest my head on his flat stomach and circle my hands around his waist. He is tall and big, a reverent alien who gave me protection and comfort.

"Little Girl, From today forward you are my responsibility. I will take care of you and protect you." He speaks in a gentle voice running a hand on my soft long hair and hugging me in his big strong arms.

Jannat = heaven

Chapter 6

Ajit

What has this little kid done to me? The need to protect her, to save her from every malicious act of this world is a developing urge inside me. I hugged her fragile body in my strong arms and did a determination of life that I will be there to guard her from every evil of the world.

My life has turned to be very happy after the arrival of Adaah. Earlier I use to reach home welcomed by loneliness and sometimes I never felt like going home. When I required any relaxation, I would hit one of my night pubs and hook up with a girl. I never dated any one and love was a word outside my dictionary. I only had sex which could be termed as another form of physical necessity. There were no Sundays and Saturdays for me. I used to work all the seven days a week inviting the curses of my staff. Of course I also never cared about what they felt.

But now everything is different. I am welcomed home with the smiling face of Adaah doing some crazy things. A few days back, she almost set the kitchen on fire. My 'Little girl' decides to prepare dinner for both of us as the house keeper was on leave. It bothered me so much that I almost suffered a heart attack before administering her body for any burns. That day I made her promise me that she will not cook until she is eighteen. Thank God! Though unwillingly, she finally agreed.

I put my 'little girl' in one of the best schools of Delhi. I didn't want her to stay at home and brood over the death of her parents. She gave me the card, her mother left before dying. I found through it, that her father was related to mafia. He was the right hand for the famous Italian mafia leader John Williams and they were killed in the attack planned by his opponent. Adaah is an innocent girl, oblivious about the things that went around her and I took an oath that I will protect her chastity at any cost. Making use of my influence at the court I grabbed the right to raise her as a guardian.

It has become my daily routine to drop Adaah in her school and go to office. I make it a point to reach home by seven irrespective of the amount of work I am left in the office.