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Chapter Eight

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I know i always make you wait, but hope this time i didn't. Here is another update. Enjoy. (Sorry for any Grammatical and spelling mistakes.)

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Manik

I considered to behave like a courteous and honorable man, however my mind couldn't let go of the misery of this past months when I meandering the street like crazy man just to find her, and my family hide the truth... everyone. I wasn't just angry, but furious— furious enough to destroy everything. Still I couldn't... her softness is alive in me, the way she reacted to my all words became my breath.

I breathe through her... even though I am mad at her.

"Would you please stop this acting now?"

I was indeed furious or the f*ck whatever I was feeling just disappeared and replaced with something else— something that I was actually holding back, but her fruity sotto voce calmed the beast in me. I took her appearance once again, creamy skin, fragile features, big lashes and softy feeling on my hands... f*ck, I really want to run my fingers through her... damn!

Entering my room, I finally let her slip from me.

Her cloths are not eye-catching, as I mentioned just a simple one, and she followed. A simple red saree, but her white skin making it gorgeous— eye-appealing for me to devour. She is perfect.

And you aren't!

Shut up!

She sighed, trying to calm herself, but as minute passed She grumbled at me. "You monster, what the hell do you think of yourself? I was literally begging you to let me go, but you bastard! MOVE."

I almost laughed at her, but controlled myself. "If I don't?"

"Listen the deal was just to get married. So you have no right to keep me here. And I want my son now."

When this girl will learn? This time I f*cking gave her a time to inspect all the details on the paper yet she had no clues. I think one week wasn't enough for her to read all the lines. The documents were prepared early and before telling her that we would get married today I gave the papers to her a week ago... shutting my brain down, I laughed this time.

Her eyes went wide at my response.

"Same naïve Nandini! You should have read the papers clearly."

"And I did." Her response was quick but holding doubts. "I mean I did but...,"

I inched forward, like a hunter just sees his pry. I could feel her fear, but without a breaking an eye contact I moved forward until she fall onto bed. "Ma-Manik." Eyes pleading at me.

"Hm?" She clenched the mattress tightly, fear shining in her eyes. Leaning forward a bit, I whispered. "Nandini. Nandini. What will I do with you?" I flicked my fingers on her trembling arms, so soft. Honestly I hadn't plan this nor I did think about this, but I could feel my stiffed c*ck, ready to bed her.

She is mine.

Yes. She is yours.

Mine.

I could have her this moment... I waited a long, like before I could force... I could tricked her. But..... All the past irritation and anger appeared again in my mind. This marriage is for my son, Sahanj, and just to torment her until.....

In instant, I gripped her jaw line, making her flinched in pain. "Ah."

"Yes that fear... I wanted to see this fear in your eyes." I laughed. "You really think I would take you to my bed? You don't deserve this....ANYMORE." Straighten up, I moved backward like i was disgusted by her. "LEAVE!"

"Wh-what?"

"Want to sleep here?" she stared at me devastatingly.... almost broke my heart. "Leave. If I need your service I will tell, but right now I don't need you. And f*cking read the papers clearly so I don't have to give you any clarifications in future."

She didn't blinked, just staring at me—like I was an unknown person to her, then she turned around ready to leave. "Um... Sahanj?"

"Stay in your room. You don't want people to know about us, right?" Shaking my head, I walked to the washroom.... I have to get away from her.

Frustrated.

I heard the door closed. A part of me wanted to follow her and dragged her to my bed and then let her know how much I loved her, but I couldn't. I had no right.

Taking of my cloths, i turned the shower on. Frustration shot through me as I let the water cool me down... but it wouldn't go away so easily, because I am f*cking feeling like a horny teenager.

"NANDINI."

I groaned, without thinking I touched my c*ck—hard. "I wished you could see what you have done to me." Slowly turned my hands up and down— imagining her mouth's on my d*ck, circling her tongue on the tip, sucking. Taking slow as the pre-cum spill out on her tongue... damn. I fastened my speed a bit as like she was taking me deep inside her throat, her moth watered at the scene, begging for more. My hand moved faster and faster to reach the end, and in second, my cum spill on the wall. "Oh."

Washing myself off, I cleaned the wall as well, then came out.

I felt relief as I crushed on my bed, thinking about all the pieces I left unsolved for her. I wished you were never gone, and hid the truth from me, and I wished you were just once believed me, but my failure. And surprisingly you didn't think for once that it was also hard for me to overcome all the darkness, and come straight to you like lost soul. I wished......


Dhruv

I ignored her, and slammed the car door closed. What the hell did she think of herself? Looking at me like I was f*cking disease, When it was not only me who betrayed.

But you shouldn't seek comfort in another woman.

And I disliked every second of that moment. I f*cking hate myself for this.

I waited until they all entered the mansion, then turn around to leave, but my mother-in-law called. "Dhruv, aren't you going to come?"

My eyes went to Aliya who was standing like she was bored to have this conversation. "I would love to but there is works which needed to settle. And Cabir is waiting for me in office."

"What's wrong with you all men? Work and work only. You should spend time with your family. Aliya and your daughter miss you." I wanted to laugh at the statement that Aliya missed me. Joke of the night. Though I couldn't help myself looking at her, standing silently.

"Don't worry, Mother. She doesn't." Aliya eyes snapped to mine, glaring at me with her watery eyes.

Wait. What!! I again looked at her, but this time she turned her head. "Mother, He has works to do. And we do spend time." With that she went away from my view. I sighed silently.

"Mother, please let Ananya know that I will be back soon to tell her a bedtime story." I didn't let her speak as I instructed our men to guard the mansion and what to do in emergency. Manik left that place a long ago, so I have to be extra cautious of their safety. After instructing them I left the place.

I couldn't stand her ignorance any longer, I am on my last verge of limit and it almost making me crazy. I drove fast, not caring anything as my anger took control over me. I was devastated inside, and exhausted of coalescing someone else's broken pieces. If she ever sees me......

But my bad luck... I came in second. After lining up my car, I strode in the building, and went directly at the ground floor.

Cabir was already here waiting for me.

"You are late."

"No. Just on time."

"Client said the prices are high."

"Then tell them to look for f*cking dally. Good things come with a price."

"Do you think I didn't?"

"Well, with your morals, I don't think you did."

"I had morals, but I love money. I don't like to compromise on the things that I love."

"Then what is the result?"

As we were conversing, I took my time to go through with the weapons. I had gone through hell to get those things, and worth the millions. If they couldn't come with money then another walk-in would, but not going to alight for lesser.

"They said one, but I stick to three."

"Great. I was hoping for five, but three is not bad. So they agreed?"

"Yeah, but I think we need to personally handle this deal, not trusting their intention." I agreed. They were contemptible, trusting fully would be a danger for us.

"I will go. You arrange everything."

"No way. Last time you were almost killed, Dhruv. This time I will send Aryaman."

"Are you f*cking nuts, Cabir? Aryaman will kill them if anything goes wrong. And we can't take this risk. You know him, too hot-headed."

"You can't go alone."

"We will see."

"You are free to join me, Cabir. But I am the one who is going to deal with this."

Cabir sighed, pacing back and forth, totally irritated by me. "Dhruv, I hate this, but yes I am going to join you."

I could understand their concern, still I was not a person who sat back in fear of death. I had seen plenty, and I born to do this— taking risk is my stronger point, I don't fear. And another reason I wasn't interested to stay here because I wanted to stay away from Aliya. I pushed my way towards the elevator, only needed to check the papers now then I am good to go... to my daughter.

I wished she was.....

A secret was locked, and it would be locked forever. She might not believe me now, but I never told and I never will.

Aliya!

If you could ever love me once... or I could ever go back and change the revenge plan of mine, which I was clearly wrong about.

Aliya!

"Hey! Where the hell are you disappeared? Come back to present."

Cabir drove me forward. "Nowhere."

"Yeah I can see that. Just tell her the truth."

I ignored him. He didn't know the all story, not even Manik. It was good to become a villain than a hero. 

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I hope you enjoyed the chapter and the characters as well. Manan story is well known... what manik did to nandini and what they faced was well known to all, but DHRUV and ALIYA? What is their story? Why They are so messed up? What have they done to each other? what betrayal they are talking about? 

And oh Cabir... Cabir... Cabir... why are you so sorted? 

Please let me know your opinion. Constructive Criticism is allowed but no bashing or rude words.

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