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SANA POV

After our erotic night, the next morning was amazing too. I woke up all sore. My whole body had bite marks. My hands were tied up with the headboard. His anaconda was deep inside me. I was a mess, in a good way.

As I woke up first. I got to admire him. He was looking like a baby while sleeping. His warm mouth was sucking my sensitive nipples in sleep. He even looked hot, for his messy black hair. 

I love his hair a lot. It's black. It has the perfect length to hold it in my fist when we have sex. It's soft and silky too. Honestly, I'm jealous of his hair. He has better hair than me.

Once I asked him how he got such amazing strong and smooth and silky hair. His answer was: Genetically I am blessed. Plus, my Mom used to do hair massages with HAIR OIL.

He forced on the word "hair oil" because I hate to use oil. I know it's good for hair. But I hate that oily and sticky shit. To be honest, I get pimples when I use hair oil. That's the reason I hate it.

I woke him up from his peaceful sleep, while trying to kiss him. I yelped in pain, as my hand was hurting for the tie. He got panicked, and ended up hurting me more. It was unintentional. He forgot, his cock was deep inside me and while getting up to sit straight to check me, he came out suddenly from me causing me pain making me cry.

He panicked more then. Then, he said sorry to me a hundred times pampering my whole face with sweet and soft kisses, with a moist eyes. He was crying for hurting me. That moment was so wholesome for me; that I ended up crying more in happiness.

I realized, how much he loves me and cares for me. I am one lucky bitch who got his love. The love I was dying to have. The love I was fighting for, with him. Life is crazy. I never thought, I would actually get his love.

"My love," I called him, grabbing his attention finally.

He and I are making margarita Pizza right now. I was craving for some, and he came up with this crazy "Let's make Pizza at home, Princess" idea. I had no choice but to agree, seeing his excitement to make it.

But unfortunately, we both don't know how to make this pizza. So we watched some videos online then ordered the ingredients online too. It's already 4:30 in the afternoon. God knows when we will have our lunch? I guess, lunch will be done at dinner time. But, I'm seriously fucking hungry right now.

"Yes, Princess? You need anything else as pizza toppings?" He asked sweetly smiling at me, while making the pizza dough.

I just melted down like butter, seeing his charming smile at me. I do want to kiss that smile, so I kissed him. He kissed me back leaving the dough. He is making the dough because, he have big and strong hands. It will take him less time than me.

We finally broke the kiss after a few minutes and he asked, "You, were saying something?"

"Baby, I am hungry. My tummy needs food." I said caressing my hand over my stomach.

He smiled in awe and kissed my lips again, "Hmm? So, we are making pizza right. Can't you wait for an hour?"

An hour? More? He can't be serious?

"Sidharth, I can't wait. I am starving. Please order something. Or should I go and buy something for us. The shops are near our house? Just half an hour by walk." I said.

He understood my hunger emergency and said, "Okay, order something online. But not too heavy. We need to eat pizza also. And, no need to go out. You're the one who will assemble the pizza toppings. Not me."

We have divided the work. He will make the pizza dough and then I will do the rest.

"Okay. Understood." I quickly grabbed my phone to order some soup and salad.

I placed our order and was about to keep my phone back on the table, when I noticed a news article notification. It said, some netizens criticized an actress about her exposed dress photoshoot.

"These gossip bitches have no other work that this." I cursed in irritation.

"What happened? Whom are you cursing?" He asked not looking up from the dough. He is too focused on the dough to make it right, Mr. Perfectionist.

"Nothing much. Just some useless internet users barking like a bog on people whom they don't even know personally."

My comment make him smile. "Ignore them. They don't worth you energy to lost. Huh? Better focus on me." He winks.

I couldn't help but giggle. He is such a mood lifter. But then my smile faded immediately as I remember something important, that I need to do. Those old gossip ladies who were talking shit about us. About my Sidharth two days ago. I need to teach them some good lessons. For that, I need to go down and talk with that creepy security guard. That asshole just keep looking at me like a creep.

"Baby, I am getting little bored at home now. So, can I go and borrow our food? It will be good for me? For my mind?" I lied. I can never get bored at our home. Especially with him.

He left his work and said, "I'll come with you then?"

Aww! So cute. But I have work. I need to go alone.

"No need Sidharth. It will hardly take me forty minutes to go there and come back with our food."

Our food will be delivered in forty to forty five minutes. I just said the same amount of time. I will receive the package from downstairs and come up with it. He wouldn't even know nothing then. Perfect plan.

"Okay fine." He agreed. "But try to come faster baby."

"Okay. See yah." I grabbed my phone and walked towards the main door when he stopped me from behind.

"You forgot to take money, Sana."

"Oh! Shoot! Right." I quickly runs into bedroom and grab my hand bag and finally left the house taking lift.

"Sana madam? Do you need anything?" That creep asked, seeing me walking towards him.

He is so disgusting. He is still checking me out when I'm full clothed. I'm wearing a yellow dress, kneel length.

"I do need some help from you, brother." I said smiling. But his smile faded. The way his face fall, l loved it.

"Madam? Brother?" He is offended.

Like seriously?

"What else should I call you then? Superman? Batman? Spiderman? Iron man? Or creepy man?" My sarcastic comment made his face so small, I felt like laughing at him and clicking a picture of it and show it to Sidharth later. He might kill this creep someday out of anger.

"Sorry madam." He looked embarrassed, which he should be.

"Hmm. I need some help from you." Let's get to business.

"Sure. How can I help you?"

I told him the details of those three ladies look and how they dressed up then I asked, "Do you know their name? And in which flat they live in our building?"

He looked little lost in thoughts then smiled and said, "Yes. I do. Mrs. Gupta. Flat no. 2A. Mrs. Roy, 2B and Mrs. Patel. Flat no. 3B."

"Oh! Thank you."

I was about to leave when he asked from behind, "But, madam. Why do you need their names and flat number?"

I looked back with a sarcastic smile, "Mind your business." And flipped him off and entered inside the empty lift.

"Fucking asshole."

I pressed the button "2" and waited for the door to open. My plan is to call them all at Mrs. Gupta's house with Mrs. Gupta's help. Then ACTION. I won't kill them all. But little threatened and a knife will do good to them.

As the lift stopped at floor no.2 and the door opens, I am quick to walk out and went towards the door of 2A. "Mr. and Mrs. Gupta" is written on the door.

I keep pressing the door bell just to irritate her and make her ears hurt. She finally opened the door after my fifth time while cursing in irritation. But seeing me, she looked shocked and stopped cursing too.

"You?" She takes a look at me from top to bottom.

These old ladies are more creepy than some young man. I hate when they check out young girls with a judgemental look. That's how she checked me out. Today I'll do something that she will never dear to do this again. Ever. Including those two women.

"Please, come inside." She politely said, opening the door to let me in.

I walked inside mumbling a "Thank you" but in mind I said, "Fuck you."

"Do you need anything?" She asked, and locked the door behind.

I didn't say anything so she guided me towards the living room, "Please come."

I followed her behind to the living room. On my way I checked her house. It's nice. Best part no one is at home apart from her. Perfect time to do my work. I took a knife on my way from the fruit basket which was on table and hide it behind my back.

"Please have a seat."

I sit on sofa, carefully hiding the knife behind my back. She sits opposite of me. There's a silence for some moment and we pass each other with an akward smile.

"Nice house." I said breaking the silence.

"Thank you." She smiled akwardly then asked, "You are Mr. Shukla's?"

"I'm his girlfriend." I snapped at her.

"Oh!" She made a disgusting face. "You're so young—"

I immediately showed her the knife making her grasp in shock.

"How dare you? Hah? Never ever make that face old lady." My sternly dangerous voice makes her scared of me, more.

"W-What ar-are you doing?" Her voice comes out shaky

I got up from my place and walked towards her deliberately slow but powerful and face stern. Moving the knife in hand, playing with it. Her face is worth watching. She is scared to death right now. Maybe chanting mantras in mind for her safety. To save herself, she got up from her place and tried to run out of this room. But I'm quick to catch her and push her back on the sofa again. It was a harsh pull, so she fall on her face.

"What's wrong with you?" She yell. "I'll call my husband. Then you will see, what he do."

Her threatened makes me laugh. She needs someone's help to sue me. Where I can do it myself. I don't need Sidharth or my father's help to sue her or kill her.

She looked amused then said, "I am not joking. I'll call the police and sent you behind the bar."

I grabbed her face tightly from jaw and held the knife on her neck. Her eyes literally popped out both in fear and shock. She didn't expect I would do that.

"Don't act over smart old lady. If you open your filthy little mouth to anyone. Any fucking one, be it your husband. Then I'll make sure you don't see tomorrow." I pushed the tip of the knife into her neck a little.

She winch in pain as it cut a little. Just a scratch. "You will go jail. I'll make sure of it."

I smirk, "So, old lady wants to die now? Do you?" I pushed the knife a little more and her face turn pale. All colors are gone from her face. She looked like a dead person to me.

"No."

"What no? Old lady?"

"I won't say anything to anyone. And I promise, I won't say anything wrong about you and Mr. Shukla."

"Good old lady." I pushed her face away harshly making her fall on the sofa.

"Don't do that, you crazy girl." She yell.

"Crazy? Hah? That I'm for sure. Now can you call the other two bitches? Who was with you that day? We need to talk. And make it fast." I said showing her the sharp knife. I need to hurry up as I need to go home after twenty minutes.

"W-What do you wanna talk with them?" She dared to ask.

"The TALK we just had seconds ago. That talk. Now call them for God's sake." I yell in irritation.

"Okay." She quickly gets up from her seat and calls them

"Don't tell them about me. Just tell them to come making an excuse." I instruct her.

She just did what I said. In a few minutes, those two women also came and were shocked to see me holding a knife.

"W-What are you doing?" Mrs. Roy asked.

I quickly got up from my place and walked to them holding up the knife in hand. All three got scared when I put the knife on Mrs. Roy's neck.

"Please. Leave me." She beg.

"Please, leave her. She will do whatever you will say." Mrs. Gupta beg.

"What's wrong with you? Have you lot your mind? You will go to jail." Mrs. Patel said.

I quickly grabbed her neck harshly, with my free hand. She whines in pain but I ignored.

"If you three, dare to say a word against my and Sidharth's relationship. But mostly about him in this society or outside this society. I promise you all, you all will be unalive. Then, all your Misters will be someone else husband. I'll make sure of that." I pushed her face away, harshly, making her winch in pain.

"A-Are you crazy?" Mrs. Patel asked in shock holding her neck.

I smirked looking at her, "I am, for my Sidharth. And, I'll fulfill what I said to you all. Do follow that like good oldies. And don't you all dare to tell this about anything. Any fucking one. Including your respective husbands. Or don't dare to call the police. Maybe, you all don't know whose daughter I am. If I call the ACP uncle and tell him you all harassed me. Then what will happen to you all?" My words makes them shock.

"You won't do it. We haven't done anything to you."

"Really? Then what is this?" I cut my plam a little making them gasp seeing blood coming out from my hand. "Fuck!" It's hurting a lot.

"You are crazy!" All said in horror.

"Oh! I am. If you do anything, any gossip about us. You all will be dead tomorrow by morning. And I'm very serious about it. I can even make your death look accidental." They didn't dare to say a word to me. They are way too scared to even open their filthy mouth.

"So? Are we clear?

They nod positively.

"Words oldies?" I yell.

I smiled when they said, "We will never gossip about anyone. Yours never ever."

"Good for you all." I pulled their chubby cheeks lovingly then, "It was nice meeting you all. I had real fun." Giving a wink at them, I left the place in hurry.

Coming out of the house, I saw the lift going up and the delivery guy was inside it.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Cursing, I quickly started to cross the stairs in hurry. I need to reach home before he rings the bell.

"Why this fucker didn't call me? That he is here?" Bad luck. I guess.

The guy was about to press the door bell when I stopped him yelling, "STOP!" taking deep breaths holding the railing of the stairs.

"Ma'am?" He said in horror seeing my bloody hand.

"Give me the food. And, take the money." I quickly take out money and give it to him.

"Ma'am? Blood?"

"Just take the money and leave. I live here." I said pointing our house door

He take the money and left in hurry giving me some peace. But I know it won't last long. Seeing my bloody hand Sidharth will panic and keep scolding me all day and night. But I'm worried thinking what explaination I'll give him that he will buy.

"Fuck it!" Will think something later.

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