The cold, humid room is filled with dead silence. I'm not one of them who sits back and barks orders. I love to do it personally. The room is filled with his terrified breathing. Crimson blood is dripping from my hands. He is writhing under the touch of a sharp blade. My mouth twitches when I see the terror in his eyes. His eyes widen in horror, shaking his head madly, his screams are muffled under the black cloth around his mouth. It could be a horrendous, horrible sight for most people, but I get peace in it. To cut my enemies to bleed and then most fearful death.
I push myself back and look at my work. So peaceful! But he doesn't look in peace. Bloody Russian! I'll cut them into pieces and give them the most painful death if they dare to put a step in my territory.
" Are you going to kill him, brother? " Devon asks in a joyful voice. He leans against the wall. I glance at him o
I open my eyes, confused, I glance around in puzzlement. Everything is white and green in the room, white marbles, brown furniture, green curtains against the large windows, I blink. My eyes rest on my sneakers. I remove it and it drops with a thud on the floor. Slowly I sigh. I put my feet on the cold floor. It's feeling good on the warm days of April. I walk over to the window and stare out. A vast manicured garden is laying before my sight. I smile. I don't wanna come to attend this wedding. But here I am. I'll talk to Momi and Daddy. I'll get a railway ticket. Sim isn't happy to see me here. I don't wanna spoil her special days. I should go. I exhale and turn from the window. I walk across the bed and unzip my luggage. I plucked a coral skirt and white top from it. I saunter toward the washroom. &n
I take deep breaths to calm myself. I know I'm going to end up in an unwanted life one day like Simrat. He likes me, he wants my option for unknown reasons. Why does it matter to him? He can't force me into anything. He would be the last man I want to be with. The reason is, she! Her parents have chosen him for her, as her future husband. If I would be in Simrat's shoes, I would have said to him, no! Or I would have denied this wedding. I don't know, is what he said true or not? It does not matter, I've no space for him in my life. I left them alone in his office. I hope they'll sort out this matter. " Shelly, " I stop when I hear my name. My gaze was on the floor on the whole path. I glance up. Achraj's father is glancing down at me. Something dark is shining in his eyes. He's standing proud with a
There is silence in the room. When we are three together and it's not sleeping time, the room would have reverberated with our talk. It's not about arranged marriage. I don't wanna be part of these people's life. The ladies of this family are good but I can't say the same thing for the men. Sas and Saavi are holding my hands. We are staring at the ceiling. I couldn't tell them what happened in his office? They understand but don't ask me. They know I'll tell them when I feel better. The knock on the door breaks the silence. We push ourselves in sitting positions, " Come in, " Saavi says. " What does he want now? " Sas gets on her feet and rolls her eyes. " Dinner is ready ma'am. They are waiting for you at the dining table." Kala says, opening the door. He does not step in. &nb
A shiver runs down my spine. I don't wanna trap in here, forever. I don't wanna marry him. I don't stop pacing to and fro in the room. I'm feeling terrified. My parents are giving me to a stranger. I do not know anything about them. My own thoughts are terrifying me. What would they do to me if by mistake I would get married to him? I'm not a strong person. I'm a girl who has never stepped out of the walls my parents built for me. Now suddenly, they are setting me free in a different cage, bigger than that, the scariest one. I glance at the ring in aggravation. I pull it out and put it on the nightstand. I need to talk to someone before my mind blasts in frustration. It's night. I'm not going to knock at my parents' door at this time of night. Saavi makes rash decisions. But Sas if I want her to just listen to me. She will. Hurriedly, I changed into white shorts and white
She's magnificently beautiful, ruinously breathtaking. Unwantedly, unknowingly, she has fulfilled my aim of coming here. Gleefully, I will love to take her away from here. If she's genuine and confirmed about her decision. She'll come to me and ask for the offer again. I've got a beautiful life for her, for us. I run my hand in my wet hair. She feels so soft. She was scared, but also calm. I want to do more than just holding her. I rub my thumb on my fingers recalling her soft skin, the touch again. " Yuvaan! " Vikas breaks the chain of my thoughts. It never happened before. I'm thinking about her instead of how to bring my enemies down. She made everything a piece of cake. I know Achraj's weak point now. I want her. She's fragile, so soft, naive, tender-hearted and gullible. I won't wanna use her as prey. I'll not marry her, " You're smiling. What's it? " Vikas asks, he knows the reason behind this smile, a victory.
I drape myself in white jeans and a bright yellow shirt with puffy full arms. I brush my wet hair and leave them to dry naturally. I grab my phone from the nightstand and rush to the door. I freeze, " I didn't lock it. Did I? " I shake my head, " I was in tension. I'm still tense. " I unlock the door and walk downstairs. My inside clenches as last night flashed before my eyes. A huge smile appears on my face. I lower my head and fight with the yearn that insists on looking at his room's door. With a heavy sigh, I whirl toward the stairs. I turn toward the door. But I wasn't sure if this was their room or not. I look around. I fish out my phone and call Sas's number. " Hey! Where are you? " She asks. I bite the corner of my lip in anticipation, " I'm downstairs."
I step into the room after Saavi. Sim is sitting next to her holding her hand. Sas looks up at me and smiles. My eyes rest on her face. It is slightly red, " Did you cry? What happened? " I sit next to her. " I'm going to marry." She smiles and shows me her hand. My nightmare is coming true( I shake my head, " I can't believe it. I left you with our family fifteen minutes ago. I can't believe this. " I hold her by the shoulders. " You can't put your determination on her. She has made up her mind. " Sim says. " Or you compelled her. " Saavi aggravates. I ignore Sim. I don't wanna break her nose in exasperation, " I can't believe this. You always wanna marry a decent man, not out of our community. " I say. &nb
I've given her false reasons but I've made true words to her. She'll always be safe with me. She can continue her studies. She can go wherever she wants to but with guards. I'll never touch her without her permission, but I don't need her permission in front of people, she'll be my wife. Three hours! Fucking three hours! I wanna get away from here with her. Vikas told me her family has hidden the reality of the underworld. I can't promise she'll never know about it. I'll make sure not to break her fairytale world. I sent a message to Arya and Ryan. I shove my phone back in the pocket. Vikas joins me in the hallway, " Keep them alert at every step. She attracts problems toward her. " I told him. " Billa is on guard duty. She'll be safe." He says, " Here, I've checked it twice. " He says, Putti