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Chapter 22

    Chapter 22


    DHANUSH''S POV


    "Cum for me baby." I rasped in the ears of Julie, Maria...hell whatever her name was. "Mmmmhh" came


    a response as I pumped three of my fingers within her core.


    Currently, I was in one of the clubs of Mumbai ''foreying'' with one of the waitress. I purposely chose


    some dingy, dark corner of the club, where I couldn''t see her face. I had kept my eyes shut tightly


    imagining that girl''s faceing each night in my wet dreams - Jennifer. I was getting restless for not


    being able to see her all these days. I had to vent it out somewhere....


    I had decided to get her one week after, looking at her security from my rivals which was also a


    concern. And apart from it, I had many more deals and trading to do.


    Moreover, it was not a cakewalk to control the arms, bomb and the drug racket across the country and


    beyond it. It possessed untold, unseen and almost invisible threats. I couldn''t straightaway go and get


    her. I need to look for a correct time and then make a move. We had a hell lot of rivals than friends and


    making Jennifer their easy target was thest thing I wanted to happen.


    If kissing her was a colossal mistake of mine, then digging information about her was even a more


    grave blunder I had done. It had been two days since we had changed the baits.


    FLASHBACK STARTS :-


    "I want her.... until forever!" I announced determined to make her mine.


    "Then we need to find a way to get through Dhoopar! Rejecting his proposal shall only threaten our well


    established syndicate. The drug-dealing cannot be hampered at any cost." Interjected Shiv, who till now


    had been quietly assessing the situation.


    Yes, it was true. I was treading the dangerous waters by giving up Nayantara and going for Jennifer.


    That meant no rxation from the government restrictions, which in long term basis would only deviate


    us from our ultimate goal.


    Disruption of the drug supply in the ck market meant loss of control on the shares, which could


    crumble the sacrifices we had put in to build up thiswork since thest ten years. The Russians


    were unusally quite for thest three months, and if they struck us when we were already low with the


    profits, it could be a lethal blow, altogetherly. This was one of the reasons why I had not rightaway


    imed Jennifer.


    There was only way of oveing this hurdle, only if....


    "We need to change our baits. While I change my track, Abhi can tread over mine." I asserted. The


    moment the words left my mouth, I dare say I saw a mysterious glint in Abhi''s eyes. Yes, the Hunter of


    our bombast of devils who was known to be the most merciless out of the four of us, seemed to be


    drawn in the proposition, for a girl. I was amused. Afterall, who said the Devil can''t have a heart beating


    for someone else? I myself had be a living example of that irony.


    Nevertheless, Abhi still asked, masking his interest with nonchnce"What do you mean exactly?"


    I smirked. This caught him off-gaurd.


    "While I go for Jennifer, you im Nayantara Dhoopar."


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    I soon after called Ayaan to provide me with all the information regarding my tigress. He had provided


    me with all the information within an hour.


    Soon on my tableid the file of Jennifer Mathews, with her full name on it. It didn''t have any particr


    info regarding her childhood except for the school she had attended in Mumbai. A strange sense of


    pride filled my chest when I nced at her academic excellence. She had always been a number one


    student, be it her school, college or university. She was even chosen in an university based on full


    schrship. Every time I would flip a page of the file, each time she seemed to im another piece of


    my mind and soul(if left) . This girl was full of surprises!


    I had not even given a thought close to her being a police agent along with actually being a cardiac


    surgeon. The file was basically her whole life printed on those white sheets of paper, only excluding her


    childhood, and details like date of birth, name of parents. This rmed me a bit. But soon I rxed.


    Not that I have a problem in knowing more about her by her itself. I thought mentally, giving a small


    smile.


    I also located her residence which was a middle-ss colony with six blocks in total. She lived in block-


    B on the second floor of the four storeyed building. Plus, she owned a red car which seemed to be a


    ridiculous hybrid of alto and nano. NO OFFENCE!


    This girl was a bolt of energypiled in a human form. If I thought that I worked almost 21 hours a


    day all the 365 days of a year, like noone else in this world, then I was really badly mistaken. That''s


    because she had her morning and night shifts reserved for her hospital called HOPE. That was not far


    off from my penthouse, barely a 15 minute drive as my penthouse was located in the heart of the city.


    While on the weekends, she assisted Sameera on her ''endeavors''. And aside of it, she also did the


    night shift on those days.


    The third and fourth Sundays of the month were reserved for her dance ss, where she learnt Kathak


    (a type of Indian dance form) On every first and second Saturdays of the month, she visited an oldage


    home to greet all the ''grandpas and grandmas'' she had there. Apart from it, she was a skilled artist too,


    specifically for scenic beauty drawings.


    She basically avoided staying at her house because of having a regardless father and a step-mom of


    29 years and filthy brother who didn''t miss a chance to hit on her. That, that very info made my blood


    boil.


    How dare someone think about her apart from ME !? My mind bellowed, but obviously it was a


    baseless question. She was a bewitching beauty and a guy keeping his eyes off her only meant either


    he was gay or seriously impotent. Not that girls couldn''t kill one another for having a crush on her...


    even that was possible as a matter of fact!


    What made me break the porcin orange vase in my personal cabin, was that she had been already


    engaged to Mayank Prakash - that rapist who had been convicted for life but soon was freed because


    of his father''s influence.


    "I wont allow bastard like him to touch her! Marring her is absolutely out of question! SHE IS MINE...


    ALL MINE!" I shouted as one of my punchesnded on the L.E.D screen breaking it and leaving my


    hand bloodied.


    It was getting difficult now for even leaving her thoughts for a single moment. She was now getting


    under my skin. And then... I saw a few pictures clicked of hers, ofcourse oblivious to her.


    In one of them, she had a pout adoring her face with closed eyes as she tried to kiss a soapy bubble in


    front of her.


    In another one, she had been scowling at the camera, as if forced to take a picture.


    In yet another photo, she had her face tilted up in the air, as raindrops fell on her face wetting in. It was


    an overall dark photo except for once when the lightning struck and the photo was taken in the rain.


    She was really looking too pure for me in all the three of them. I was getting a strong feeling of holding


    her in my arms, caressing her ebony locks, something I had never felt towards anyone, any damn


    person all these years.


    I had personally, set one of my men behind her who could provide me with her daily movements, her


    schedule and any other odd thing if observed.


    In all the three photos, her ck mole towards the right corner of the upper lip however, as always left


    me unsettled.


    She looked so familiar! As if this is not the first time I am seeing her...She was there when the st


    happened, howe she is alive? She seems to be the grown up version of her.... innocent yet


    treacherous smile, gorgeous ck eyes and tigress behind it.... No... I can''t be wrong but then....


    FLASHBACK ENDS


    I flipped the random girl I had been making out with. I further pushed her in the darkness, imagining


    Jennifer in my mind and further kissed her. She again let out a fake moan. Her red lips from afar had


    looked inviting but! One smooch and it was confirmed her cogen-filled artificial pouty lips were no


    good. Maybe I was expecting a lot from this waitress... afterall, she couldn''t be that marvelous like my


    Jenny.


    I winced and let her go.


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    "What happened honey? You are in for a big treat!" She said with a sultry smile and massaging her


    breasts to allure me. I decided to give it another try.


    I tore off the front of her dress and began massaging the now bare breasts by myself. They were


    cogen filled too in order to make them big and bouncy!


    I scoffed in anger. Rage was recing my frustration for not being able to have Jennifer beside me!


    Now, you call it love or my obsession, I don''t care but I needed her... badly.


    "What are you doing to me Jennifer!" I whispered. Till now the hands which were roaming all over my


    body were now irritating me. They didn''t had the softness I had felt back in the den. I was furious now


    and luckily the girl got a hang of it as she started to quiver in fear in front of me. I harshly took both her


    hands in my left hand and pinned them at the top of her head. I wanted to spank her badly... to have


    added tonnes of frustration in my head, not that she would have minded the least.


    But then suddenly my phone rang. It was my personal bodyguard I had set up behind Jennifer. I


    epted the call and put it to my ear, immediately leaving the pinned hands of the girl.


    "Sir, miss Mathews is caught in fire, in the Dhoopar mansion-" he started. My jaw ticked.


    I don''t know what he said further as till then, I had already dashed out of the club and got into my car to


    drive off to the Dhoopars, leaving the still speaking man''s voice in my pocket.
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