《Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy》


 Chapter 1

    Chapter 1


    DHANUSH''S POV


    I was heading back to my penthouse. The meeting with Hayden proved out to be fruitful. But it led to


    some bloodshed as I turned to return back to my office. Despite of giving a stern warning, he had the


    guts to even think of attacking me. Come on man... I am one of the devils after all.


    SOMETIMES EVEN SATAN SITS BACK AND ADMIRES MY WORK. Although we had a higher


    purpose to serve which was beyond these drug dealing, peddling etc.


    Anyway, Hayden had the spine of pulling out a child''s y of attacking me, that too in my office, on the


    top of it... with the intention of killing me! Like.. What The Fuck!


    I was really pissed.. Although I took my revenge by leaving him limbless and with no nails and only one


    eye, I was frustrated.


    Then, as I got into my Limo.


    I saw my phone shing a conference call. It was of Shiv, Rudra and Abhimanyu.


    They have been my brothers-cum-best friends-cum-partners in crime. We have known one another


    since our college days.


    I quickly epted the call. "So, how was the meeting? Did he agree to our demands?"enquired Shiv.


    "Good. The meeting was a sess. Except for the fact that Hayden was a pain in the ass. His child


    stunt of attacking me caused a bloodshed" Shiv chuckled.


    "But does that increase any possible threats from the Italian Mafia?" Asked Rudra as he fiddled with


    some files."Umm... the way I have left him after the attack, I dont think they shall have the guts to


    bounce back." I reasoned out shrugging.


    "Presently because of the government restrictions the smuggling of drugs, arms is bing difficult.


    Water transport is a bit risky now, especially in the western waters." Stated Abhi in a grave tone.


    "Ya, agreed. The checking of shipments has increased there. And all the transportation domaines


    under the chief minister- Narayan Dhoopar." Exined Shiv.


    I could sense where the conversation was heading so I decided to cut off. "Umm.. guys, i think the


    Russian Pact is not been followed by The Phoenix. So.. i should go and check it out i guess... so


    byee..!"


    The Phoenix was the Mafia Gang lead by the Russians. Although it did turn to be a thorn in the ass at


    times because of the provoking, sudden attacks it nned, but still it was under control. In short, this


    was the best excuse I could think of.


    But....


    "NO!" Thundered all the three together. Shit! I''m doomed.


    "Take a damn decision regarding Narayan Dhoopar''s proposal for fuck''s sake!" Commanded Abhi. Well


    yes, you heard it right...manded ME. I dont mind though.


    "Yes, Dhanush. He is growing restless with every passing day. Moreover the alliance with his daughter


    shall only prove to be fruitful."Exined Rudra.


    "Agreed. We shall get control all over the Western Waters."continued Shiv.


    Actually Narayan Dhoopar, the current chief minister had been persistent on marrying off his only


    daughter Nayantara Dhoopar to me, as marriage with any of the devils meant power. The marriage


    would give us control over the transportation domain across the country while Dhoopar could be


    upgraded as the Home Minister.


    It''s not like I was unsure about the alliance or something. I was already leading a dangerous life full of


    insane dangers and rivals. In this situation, I didn''t have the patience or time to entertain the demands


    and expectations of a romantic, spoilt brat! Although Nayantara was innocent, sweet,pretty and meek...


    an ideal wife. But still, I couldn''t suit myself with her, I don''t know why....


    Then the roar from Abhi brought me out of my trance.


    "Fuck the waters. Take a damn decision, dont leave us hanging." Said a restless Abhimanyu. I found


    the edginess of Abhimanyu a bit weird, he''s usually poised. But I brushed off the weirdness.


    "Ok, ok! I shall think about it and let you all know by tomorrow. So bye!" I said as I noticed we were


    almost nearing my penthouse.


    All the three of them groaned in frustration. However I ignored and disconnected the call.


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    I got out of the car as Ravi, my driver-cum-bodygaurd and one of my most trusted man opened the


    door for me. Then I took the elevator and went to the top floor where my apartment was.


    My penthouse consists of 20 floors where the top mostyer is where I reside. The basement was were


    i carried out ''my business'' rted to the Mafia. The rest of the levels consisted of different business


    departments. Hotel chains, industries, malls were where we invested the ck money we procured


    from the ''illegal'' business... to keep our cors white. You know, even public image is important!


    I was greeted by Shyal who has been the house keeper for thest 10 years. Handing my bloodied


    shirt i said," "Please take care of it Shyamji."


    "Ofcourse sir." He nodded and taking the shirt, he left. I took a shower and then straight crashed on the


    bed.

 Chapter 2

    Chapter 2


    JENNIFER''S POV


    "Jenny, consignment of the day. Michael Hufaaza in Pleasure Club. Do it in an hour. Now!" With that


    Sameera cut the phone leaving no option but to leave without even asking the true name of the girl for


    whom I had turned into a Superwoman. Umm... Kind of !


    So... I shall bete for home... again. Home? That 4 storeyed apartment was barely a home for me.


    Where i knew no one. One might say that i had a very caring father who would be waiting eagerly to


    receive me in the house, or an adorable step-mom nearly of my age... yup, she''s 29 while I''m 27. My


    ''father'' remarried when I had been away for my studies in the medical school.


    Anyway...


    I got into the car, once I found the keys lying nearby. I rode away, shouting a ''bye'' to that girl. I zoomed


    past the roads approaching. Till yesterday, i was a rule adhering, obedient citizen of the country. But in


    order to meet the deadline, i had broken two traffic signals, almost ran over some pedestrians and


    driven down a bridge through the wrong side. Finally the car came to a screeching halt in front of


    Pleasure Club. I had covered the distance of 45 minutes in 10 minutes.


    The n was simple. Spot him, Approach him, Space him out. After all, i couldn''t wipe him out totally


    as he could prove to be a good link for getting hold of other contract assassins at loose.


    I already knew about theyout of this club, hence finding the green room of the bar wasn''t a hassle. I


    soon came across the other strippers in the room decking themselves up for the dance. They didn''t


    seem to mind my presence. So, after checking out some of the dresses,I decided to go with a floral


    mini-skirt in pink and yellow. It consisted of a colorful strapless blouse which clung to me like my


    second skin.


    The outfit revealed more than it covered. Because of my duskyplexion, I only needed to use some


    sheer to add a glittery touch to my cheek bones. I put some blood red lipstick on my plump, pink lips. A


    put a small chip in my ear to keep themunication with Sameera intact.Then giving an approving


    look,walked up the stage. I whispered to her," I am good to go, approaching the stage."


    As those words left my mouth, the lights of the approaching stage began to dim while a rhythmic music


    began to y as it went up the decible scale gradually.


    Soon, I changed into a sultry gait and drunkughter followed. Once the gleaming lighting got into


    action, I swayed my hips with the music. I let my hair down before dramatically raising my head with a


    devilish smirk. This earned a lot of hooting. "Hey beautiful! Show us some more of your gorgeous body"


    shouted one. While another one shouted,"Marry me !." Iughed, all time with a sultry smile sticked on


    my face. Then I began to travel across the stage, while dancing and asionally winking at the wasted


    men. And then... I found my prey standing near the booth, sometimes talking to the bartender but his


    eyes were fixed on me.


    To say he was disgusting would be an understatement. He had some weird tattoos all over his body,


    with studpierced over his eyebrows, ears and even chin. He was well built with a rugged beard.


    But still, the appearance didn''t deter me.


    I need to reach him. Only 15 minutes are remaining of an hour !


    I got down the tform and made my way to Hufaaza. I continued to giggle and smile and asionally


    touch the drunk idiots on their cheek and neck. They didn''t seem to notice an entirely different girl up


    there, all of a sudden. WELL... MY LOOKS SAVE ME AT TIMES I GUESS!


    Then suddenly, i felt goosebumps erupt across my body.It followed by a prickling sensation on my


    neck. I turned with an excuse of blowing out kisses but actually to see if I find someone ''special'' but no


    one was present there with such maic gaze.


    "You only have 10 minutes Jenny, hurry up!" Boomed Sameera all of a sudden. That made mee


    out of my trance.


    I danced all way to Hufaaza and gave him a sugary sweet smile. I closed the distance between us and


    with that the lights dimmed while my ce was taken by some other girl. I whispered in his ears," I


    wanna kiss you handsome !" I held him by his nape of the neck while moving other hand took out a pill


    with a needle attached to it.


    All through the process, I still felt someone''s heated gaze on my back piercing holes there.


    And as a dog waggs its tail on eyeing some food, in the same way, Hufaaza nodded greedily. "Yes,yes!


    I''m dying for it since long..." I giggled.


    I was right, all the muscles are due to steroids. BLOODY FATASS! I mentally scoffed.


    And as I neared, he advanced too and then suddenly sensed some pain at the side of the neck. Yup! I


    had injected the needle. "Done!" I announced on the chip as the greedy dog started to loose his


    consciousness.


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    I somehow dragged him to the back door near the booth where Sameera and some police men helped


    me get him in the van. Then once I was done, I nced towards the interior through the back door.


    This time I felt a prickling sensation on exposed skin of my waist. I raised my eyesight towards the VIP


    section on the second floor. My eyes shed with a set of deep brown eyes. I couldn''t figure out his


    facial features because of less lighting. But soon, again Sameera disrupted my thoughts," Jenny,


    what''s wrong? Go to the green room. Make it fast!" "Yaa." I replied absentmindedly. But when I nced


    back towards the previous spot, I noticed, he was gone.


    Dejected, I slipped into the green room.

 Chapter 3

    Chapter 3


    DHANUSH''S POV


    I had to meet a couple of girls in the Pleasure Club for a date. Well.. it was a foursome date, all the


    three of thedies were Irish magazine models... epitome of sheer perfection. Afterall I needed some


    stress busters within whom I could bang myself into, maybe cuddle, tease, sometimes bite teasingly


    and then lick the pain away after some sucking pleasures....


    I entered the VIP lounge located on the second floor of the 5 storeyed building.


    The lounge had ss shields from top to bottom which gave a panoramic view of the dance floor below


    with an audience containing drunk men and some youngsters. Well, what else do you expect in a


    stripping club ?


    As I reached the high rised tform containing exclusive collection of alcohol and cocktails, I spotted


    my three dates seated there. "You arete by 13 minutes!" Two of them chirped while the third giggled.


    I put up a slow smile revealing my dimples." Well,dies I canpensate it with a wild and passionate


    night shortly, or if you stay silent, even this very spot can suit to have a qickkie!" I said huskily." You are


    undeniably the most irresistible specimen on Earth for sure!" The thirddy remarked.


    I was about to proceed further when all of a sudden themotioning from downstairs increased.


    Ignoring it for some time I continued,"So,my beautiful women... what do you prefer? Enjoying on the


    bed first or-" I was cut off by the shouts of some wasted men out there in the pub downstairs. What


    caught my attention was the repeated pleas of marrying someone.


    Now this is something new... Admiring some body openly is okay... but marrying for it...


    I was interrupted by the waiter who came up with some drinks. I stood up, moved my gaze on the girls


    seated and told them of returning shortly. Although they looked dissappointed, I gave them a small


    smile and marched out of the lounge. And what I saw was really breathtaking....


    A woman nearly in herte 20s swaying her hips as if there was no tomorrow. The disco lights gave her


    a sparkling effect which matched with her sun-kissedplexion. The way she wasughing, by


    throwing back her head while the ends of her doe eyes cringed, was mesmerizing. The short dress


    showed off her hour-ss figure. She had natural pouty pink lips. She was looking a goddess in that


    minimal makeup. But still I could sense that all the act of entertaining the audience and enjoying along


    with them was a facade. It seemed as if she was looking for someone.


    But what took me off guard was the small mole above her upper lip on her right.


    No... it can''t be her. She was so shy and gentle. And she is supposed to be dead in the massacre!


    She must have felt my heated gaze on her because of which she turned and checked around her while


    giving flying kisses along.


    Soon, she made her way to some guy near the counter. Although the lights dimmed, I could see her


    leaning on the guy.


    I had only seen her face which seemed to be familiar. Nothing else but still something snapped inside


    me.


    But before that bastard could lock his mouth on her lips, she pricked some needle in his neck and he


    began to faint. I felt so relieved.....


    Normally, if I spotted some suspicious act like that, i would have alerted the security and done a


    background checking myself. But this time I ignored it all.


    Then somehow dragging the filthy hulk along she moved him to the back door nearby. And then I saw


    her with some police men and Sameera.


    Oh.. so she''s with Sameera. Some official in the police I guess.


    Then, tearing my gaze from her, I went back to the lounge unwillingly though.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.

 Chapter 4

    Chapter 4


    JENNIFER''S POV


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    Dejected, I slipped into the green room.


    I had to make sure that I didn''t leave behind any traces of my presence. And my original clothes, the


    one i came wearing could prove to be a thorn in the ass. So once again I changed into my real attire.


    All the strippers were qeued near the stage so there could hardly be any witness.


    "Ready to move out." I informed in the chip. "GO!" came the response, and with that I headed outside


    towards ''Sweety''.


    Well, it is the name of my car. Mypanion wherever I go! HEY, DONT JUDGE ME !


    I started driving towards home. It was the very house which i shared with people I didn''t know at all.


    Weird right? Like, who won''t know one''s parents and a sibling?


    Well, it''s different in my case I guess...


    I live in a 3 bedroom t on the second floor of a four storeyed building, with my ''father'', stepmom of


    my age named Natasha. Well I donte across her much. And another member of the house being


    my ''brother'' named Tristan, currently in the 12th grade.


    This ''home'' of mine was the only ce where i felt insecure and weak. Earlier mamma, was there to


    console me and protect me from the disgusting ''advancing'' of my brother... yeah you heard it right, my


    ''brother''.. the son of my so called ''father''. I remember one of the most dreadful sights of his being in my


    room. I had been returning back from hospital when I saw him in my room...


    FLASHBACK STARTS :


    "Jenny baby..! Come, pleasure your very own brother." Drool oozed out of his mouth as he held my


    panties in one hand and stroke his member down in the south. He continued stroking his member while


    smelling my panties asionally.


    Then he sprung on my bed holding my bra and continued," You know what, whenever I bury myself into


    the cunt of my goddamn girlfriend, i always remember you.. I think as if I''m fucking you hard... and you


    are screaming my name!" Then clutching the bedsheet tightly the ''son of a bitch'' continued in a dreamy


    voice," TRISTAN! TRISTAN! OH MY GOD TRISTAN! AH... AH.. AHHH!" He began to scream rubbing


    my panties against his boxer.


    FLASHBACK ENDS


    I was petrified that day. That wasn''t the first time he showed sexual desires for me, he had always been


    like that.. like some rodent living in gutter. But what he did that day crossed all limits. And on the top of


    it, father wasn''t present in home. Mumma was. I ran away, horrified.


    Mumma had always sensed such disgusting things in the house. But seeing this, she took her life by


    consuming some rat killing poison. I saw her lifeless body on the pyre the very next day. I cried and


    cried and cried... but was also relieved. Afterall, she wont be subjected to beating through belt, shoe


    and what not anymore. And that was when Natasha came into the picture.


    I wanted to inform the police.. about my insane brother,cruel father... but even me, myself being a


    police agent didnt help. My father being a criminalwyer had several tactics to manipte the case


    and evidences and I didn''t want my doctorate license to get canceled.


    So all the way long, I have remained silent but all these years I have been saving money so that i can


    move out of this living hell called my ''home sweet home''.


    I soon reached house, parked Sweety in the allotted area and went up the floors through the stairs. I


    knocked and was ''greeted'' by Tristan as he winked and purposely brushed his arm with mine. I ignored


    and went towards my room.


    Both the other rooms were locked. But still I could hear some guttural soundsing from one room


    while sounds of pping of skins from other. I felt nauseous. Apart from loathing I also felt like cutting


    off the shaft of my father while throwing Natasha out of the house naked!!


    Yes, father and Natasha had an open marriage. Bang into each other, Bang into your colleagues, Bang


    into your neighbors, BANG INTO THE WHOLE FUCKING WORLD! seemed to be their fucking motto!


    I controlled myself. " Wanna have the same scene in your room?" Asked Tristan from behind with a


    smirk. I pushed him away and made and ran towards the terrace while I heard himugh wickedly at


    my back.


    The terrace was the only ce which gave me sce in this entire house.


    I had never wanted my life to be like this... a messy jigsaw puzzle.


    I had always been ambitious, dreamt of travelling the world, and have a lovable family. I gazed the


    shining moon which seemed to be flirting with the stars, and the twinkling stars responding by winking


    back. I smiled.


    But soon my smile disappeared as I began reying the same conversation of ''father'' on his phone, in


    my head which had made me doubt whether he really was my father or some random detached person


    of the house...

 Chapter 5

    Chapter 5


    JENNIFER''S POV


    But soon my smile faded as I remembered the conversation of father on his phone, which I overheard


    on the day of my graduation day as a medical student.


    As usual, since my childhood no one had ever thought of attending any of the school proceedings be it


    my annual function or any parent teacher meetings. I used to win the best student award since the 4th


    grade. But no one from my family would be ever there to cheer for me. I always had to paste a smile on


    my face, in front of my teachers and suffer the brunt of my jealous ssmates.


    Imagine... a little girl of 10 yearsing to the house, ted of getting a gold medal for being the all


    rounder of the ss but in return, what does she get from her father? A tight p for disturbing him


    while he was busy ying ludo with his son!


    So, even on the day of my graduation, I decided not to ask him if he would turn up or not in the


    function. I thought of somehow smuggling mumma put of the house, as he would not have allowed to


    let her go if asked directly.


    On my way to the kitchen, I stopped midway when i heard some whispers from the balcony of the


    master bedroom.


    "Surely, something isn''t sitting well, or else who in his very own house shall speak so softly?" I


    murmured to myself. I tip-toed to the room, but frozepletely when the whispering became audible


    to me.......


    FLASHBACK STARTS


    "Yes boss, she shall be 25 soon after 2 weeks." Father stated with a grim look. "No sir, not at all! I


    always make sure she doesn''t have any link-ups, flings or boyfriends for that matter." He growled while


    twitching his face in disgust.


    "Yes sir, she has her graduation day today. I won''t let her study more if you say so..." O-okay sir, I


    understand, it''s none of my business." "She shall be brought to you whenever you want, currently she


    stays in my house!" He almost spat with gritted teeth. Then after some ''hmms'' as a response, to


    whatever was been bbered on the other end, he exahled. "So, Jennifer Mathews gets to go to her


    father''s MANTHENA ESTATE when she''s of 30, not before it...." He trailed off and then cut the phone


    with a curt nod.


    Estate? Like as in, am I rich?


    That too... father''s MANTHENA estate? Then who is this man in front of me?! And what the heck is


    Manthena Estate?


    That exins I have a mother too, or is mumma my mother?


    And... I knew in all these 25 years of my life that my birthdayes in the Month of August. So how


    come two weeks after in the month of March?


    And is that why Alex, Mohan, Anthony, Nathan and all those guys had a hurried break-up with me...? I


    never had an active dating life but I had been with some guys in my higher grades in the school and


    college.


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    Many questions had bombarded in my mind that day. I was suffocated. But I was sure on one fact why I


    had been never allowed to handle any of the documentation stuff, or certification things on my own.


    I was beyond shocked. Although the people living with me, in this hell were nothing to me except of


    mumma, but still thinking that I was residing in a house where I was being kept as a kind of hostage,


    sent trembles down my spine.


    I copsed on the floor, I wanted to scream loudly, like what the fuck? Is my life some kind of a joke?!


    That VERY ME doesn''t even know her real birthday? I was not at all in the mood of taking up more


    shocks, so I quickly consoled myself. Thenposing my disheartened state I got up. I checked where


    ''father'' was. He was busy in his phone typing some stuff. Then I rushed out of the house without


    mumma.


    Reaching my university, I had rushed to the library and cried there in the empty hallway. Then the rest


    of the day went by in a haze.


    FLASHBACK ENDS


    So... now you know why that man is only a ''father'' to me and not papa or dad.


    I had decided on that very day that I shall find every single thing these filthy bunch of people had been


    hiding from me. But to my utter disappointment, the inte could provide me only with the never-


    ending pages about the acres ofnd Manthena Group of Corporation owned, the factories they had,


    the motels they constructed, bridges they had built, and what not. But, not a single thing regarding the


    Manthena family, or any such stuff on their personal lives. I had to even make sure that I didn''t do the


    searching on my phone but in some cyber cafe to avoid any tapping of my phone !


    Even some of my very trusted police associates could not do much in the matter. Like what the hell?!


    Are these Manthenas a group of people or just robots of some alien?


    Then suddenly my chain of thoughts was interrupted by ''the one and only'' who had been breaking me


    from my trance since Pleasure Club... yup! You got it right.. Sameera.


    "Hey! What''s up?" She shouted on the phone as music red in the background.This content ? N?v/elDr(a)m/a.Org.


    "Nothing much... Just thinking about the degree to which you are drunk!" I joked putting up a smile as a


    pair of brown eyes shed in my mind.


    "Umm... only 4 shots!" Her words slurred slightly.


    "That''s too much."


    "Yeah! That''s why I have called you to help me stand without falling on the bartender.... Poor guy! He''s


    been trying hard to stop me from stripping in front of these fellow pals of mine...."


    "WHAT!?" I stood up perplexed.


    "YAAAA! Chill, even I can have a bombshell body.. And I think they shall love it...." she said giggling.


    "Wait Sameera... I am reaching there... In which night club are you by the way?" I enquired in a firm


    tone, controlling myself from slipping into the panic mode.


    "The Devil''s Deeeennnn" she shouted again and may be did something which made her earn some


    hooting.


    I was panicking now...


    "Stop Sameera...! I''m here, dont do anything stupid.. up get that? And MISS SAMEERA VERMA!


    DON''T YOU DARE CUT THE DAMN PHONE!!" I yelled as I rushed to the house to get my keys and


    made my way to Sweety.

 Chapter 6

    Chapter 6


    DHANUSH''S POV


    "Did you find anything regarding that moron?" I inquired Ayaan, who was also a sub inspector in the


    police.


    "No sir. The team is trying hard but he seems to have changed his name and maybe even his face


    through stic surgery." Ayaan replied.


    "Do whatever you can but I want his location within 3 days."


    "Sir, I think he isn''t in India altogetherly. Maybe he has fled the country to some foreign distantnd


    because of which, even after a search for 2 weeks, he is still untraceable." He exined.


    "Howe he was able to leave the country when I had my men keeping a close watch on him?" I


    asked with a clenched jaw, barely controlling my anger.


    "As I said sir, maybe stic surgery is the reason." Ayaan drawled as he sensed my rising temper.


    "Hmm.... Search every nook and corner of the freaking world! Especially the airport check points, sea


    ports and even tolls on the road." I ordered.


    "Yes sir." Came a curt reply before he left.


    Ayaan had been with me since 5 years now. He was really a very good guy as far as digging


    information was concerned.


    Then, I turned to my temporary guest in the basement of my penthouse.


    "So, James.... how''s life? Did any sts since the one you did in the hotel that day?" I asked the man


    in his mid-50s who was in chains, almost dead because of the gruesome beating he had suffered


    because of my men.


    That son of a bitch was responsible for destroying my childhood. I was never able to have a normal


    upbringing.


    "Dhanush..." he whispered. ".... it has been years now, please leave me. I have stopped doing such


    projects. Please let me go..." he pleaded.


    A dark smile appeared on my face. "You give me the location of Randhir and you are free."


    "I dont know where master is... He never contacted me after that- AAAAAHHHH!!" he cried with agony


    as I peeled off his skin from his thigh.


    "LOCATION JAMES!" I roared.


    "Please leave me... I have small children to feed, my wife is pregnant with a child. I need to go bac-


    NOOOOOO!" his white lies got interrupted again when I pulled off the nail of his thumb.


    As if I was going to buy that shit of taking care of his wife and let him go. Anyway, he was going to


    make her abort her child and fuck her nothing more than a bloody sex toy!


    "You give me lies.... I give you pain... a lot of pain" I said with a malicious smirk.


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    "O-okay, o-okay.... please... I shall tell you." He said frantically.


    "It''s Melbourne." The name came after a pause.


    "What the fuck is he doing there?!"


    "He owns a construction firm there.He''s connected to the rest of the business associates too from


    there... because of Raghu, who sees the other sectors and gives him a detailed report every week."


    "Raghu Mathur, as in the CEO of their corporation?"


    "Yes! Now please let me go... I dont know anything more." He rambled.


    "CONFIRM THE INFORMATION!" Imanded Ravi, who had been witnessing everything from afar.


    "Yes Dhanush, but it shall take an hour."


    "Just do it!"


    "Okay."


    "So...till then we can have some fun, can''t we?" I drawled keeping my piercing stare on him. I signalled


    my men who in a second, came marching. They freed James. I approached him with a predatory gaze.


    The bastard had his eyes on me all the time, trembled with fear as I forced him to stand up.


    "TEAR OFF HIS CLOTHES. MAKE HIM STAND NAKED IN FRONT OF ME!" I bellowed. As a


    response, four bulky men pushed him backwards, and started ripping off hisst shreads of cloth on


    him.


    "No.. please no... don''t do this with me!" He was sobbing now. Ignoring his pleas, I dragged him to a


    tub of salt present across the room. I pushed him into the tub.


    "AAAHHHHH! NO.. PLEASE DHANUSH!" He started shouting, his screams were giving me mental


    bliss.


    I closed my eyes, and a small smile appeared on my face as I continued to feel the helplessness in the


    yelling of the bastard.


    "Bring the mice and put them all in the tub." I said with a smirk.


    The already jumping motherfucker was now desparate to move out but when he tried to get up, I


    grabbed his neck and fixed it on the salt. The salt had already turned red because of the blood oozing


    out of his scratches, wounds, cuts and purple bruises.


    As the mice were put into the tub, I withdrew my hand.The rodents made their way to the flesh of


    James, and started nibbling his skin.


    Some of the mice began gnawing the flesh of his fresh wound on the thigh while some began targeting


    his small cock down in the south.


    "No... Dhanush please... AAAHHH! NO... NOT THERE!" He yelled.


    The salt on the fresh cut wounds burned like anything. As he twisted and tossed on the salt, all his


    scars, cuts came in contact with the miraculous white powder! And the degree of his shrieks amplified.


    Soon, Ravi came walking briskly. "CONFIRMED SIR!" he shouted from afar." Well... he doesn''t like


    these sadist psychopathic ways of mine.


    "STOP!" Imanded in a cold tone.


    "You are free now James..." the fucker began tough dly. "Thank you... thank you so mu-" the dog


    didn''t get the chance of finishing his sentence as the firing of 6 bullets boomed.


    Theughter siezed and there with the mice, sttered blood everywhere lied the lifeless body of


    James. The squeaking of the mice increased as the continued their merciless biting.


    "Clear the mess." I stated and went out of the basement.


    Just then, my phone rang. It was Shiv.


    "Hey man, how far did youe?" He enquired.


    "Still in the penthouse. Coming now."


    "Make it fast Dhanush... we are already here in the Den. Well, some girl here is up to stripping her


    clothes off. The crowd is cheering while the poor bartender is trying to stop her!" He sounded amused.


    Ummm.... What?


    "Alright. Do something about it. Call the security or something. I''m reaching."


    "Hmm" and then I cut the phone.


    I changed my bloodied shirt with another denim shirt and got some ck trousers.


    Then after setting up my hair, I made


    my way to my Limo. It was my favourite out of the other 15 cars I owned.


    Then, I made my way to "The Devil''s Den", the night club jointly owned by me, Shiv, Abhi and Rudra.


    We had 3 such night clubs across the country. Even 7 stars would be less for its rating. It was posh, lit


    with all the modern amenities, a ssy pub and impressive interiors. It was four floored club with the


    bar and the dance floor on the ground floor.


    "The Den, it is!" I instructed the driver and we rode off to the club.

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    JENNIFER''S POV


    "Yaa ! So what do you suggest me to have in drinks ?" I asked Sameera while I struggled to insert my


    key in the ignition point. I was panicking badly. I didn''t what her to do something stupid now about


    which, she would regret once she was sober.


    This is easy ok? You just talk and keep her upied. Breathe.... yes... almost there...


    I kept on repeating this in my mind barely hearing Sameera''s bbering. My hands were getting


    sweaty and soon they began to treamble.


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    The engine roared and I drove out of the parking lot, keeping the speed at 90 KMPH, I zoomed past the


    vehicles, driving like a maniac, breaking signals and almost breaking my neck due to the frantic breaks


    after every two minutes.


    I almost ran into a sleek ck colored stylish car with tinted sses.


    Doesn''t the driver know that its illegal to have opaque windows of a car? Idiot! I mentally scoffed.


    "You there Jenny darling? I asked you something..." Sameera questioned." Umm.. what? I just got


    stuck in the traffic. Come again?" I said suddenly getting aware that I was still on the phone.


    "I saaaiiddd.... leave it! I''m bored now ok! I''m up for rising the temperature ok... Cooommmee naaa!"


    Her words were now in a full slurring mode.


    "NO! You won''t start your show before I reach. Tell those sons and daughters of bitches and dogs and


    rats to keep their mouths shut TILL I REACH THERE!" I roared. And to my surprise, she started


    giggling.


    No.. not again!


    "Seems like even you are eager to admire my husn(beauty in Urdu)." I smacked my forehead with my


    hand.


    She''s totally drunk now. This is a characteristic feature of Sameera. When absolutely drunk, she mixes


    Urdu with English, god knows why.


    She continued"Hey guys and girls ! My ''sisterrr from from anotherr motherr'' says to all the sons and


    daughters of bitches and dogs and rats to wait till she gets here!" I was enraged and a bit of


    embarrassed too.


    "Who told you to announce that!?" I literally wanted to bang my head against the steering wheel!


    But then, the thought that they were the very vulgar people who were taking advantage of Sameera''s


    drunken state, brought fury in my eyes.


    No one touches my pal!


    "Ok Sameera! Almost there!" I announced as I parked Sweety on the side of the road, fully aware of the


    chances of her getting towed away but at the moment, I didn''t care.


    I spotted the massive gates of the Den and leaving Sweety behind, I made my way inside. I was almost


    running. There was a long queue outside the club. The line could surely resemble a big fat anaconda


    seen in a magnified view.


    DAMMIT! How do I get inside?


    "Sameera! I''m here. How do I get inside? I don''t have passes!"


    "Hehehehe... neither did I have ! You remember how we got in during the Smiley sting operation? In the


    same way, you get your ass here!" She said tittering again.


    God,Stop this giggling please... And I promise I shall give up choctes!!!


    I remembered the time some months back when I hade to to the Den regarding a sting operation.


    We had to find a crooked criminal there who was actually one of the heads of the Indian Mafia but


    posed as a businessman in front of the public. We had gathered a lot of proofs and were there to


    confront that guy.


    I had been there as a back-up in case of some casualties, I had not really seen him as such ever. Still


    the other female colleagues of mine were drooling on him.... Like really?


    But on reaching there, we were informed that he was on some business trip. And by the time he got


    back, eventually all the clues got erased.


    Bloody traitor! People who can''t be loyal to their mother country aren''t worth your trust.I shall die before


    associating myself to some bastard like him. May that moron be hanged to death! My lips twisted in


    disgust as I moved towards the back exit door.


    It was actually a control room having all the electric operators, fuse boxes and inverters. All these


    electricitybuffers were put in the middle of the room, thereby blocking the view across the room. It had


    only 3 muscled men, who had been revolving around the room at almost equal distance from one


    another.


    Well, I had expected more security.


    I slowly crept in, and pounced on one of them from behind. I quickly covered his mouth and punched at


    the base of his neck knocking him out.


    Then I moved to the next gaurd. Unfortunately, he was armed. "Carefull!" I muttered to myself. I kicked


    him at his butt. He fell on the ground with a thud. That loosed his grip on the riffle and I used this


    opportunity to bang the stock of the weapon on his head. He fainted but not before letting out cry.


    This sound alerted the only man up there. He revered and started moving towards the sound. I simply


    stood on my spot, waiting for him to take the first move. "Hey! Who are you? What did you did to them?


    Max?..."


    "Sameera!?"


    "Yup babe!"


    "Here Ie!" Saying that, I simply walked towards thest gaurd up, and smiled.


    "What the-" Poor guy was caught off guard when I suddenly pped him and then, snatching away his


    pistol from his hands, I banged the frame of the gun on his head. Clutching his wounded part, the guy


    fell down. Then quickly I moved out of the room. As I exited the room, I met the main lobby having the


    main entry door and the reception desk. I simply couldn''t stop admiring the lit corridor.


    A massive chandelier hung at the ceiling. Everything there screamed luxury, but for me it also meant


    waste of money.


    Likee on! You can''tpare sleeping beneath the twinkling, sparkling stars with some artificial glit


    and mmer like this!?


    Without drawing much attention, I made my way towards the pub. Luckily there was no checking going


    on there.


    "Sameera, you are in the ''Red Room Passion'' area?"


    "Yesss.. Now youe or not, I am starting getting naked you get it?"


    Did she just say it?


    "SAMMI DEAR! PLEASE-" but she cut the call. I was furious now.


    I stormed inside that Blue Room or whatever Passion chamber it was. And what I saw made me fist my


    hands. My knuckles turned white.


    "MISS SAMEERA VERMA! GET DOWN FROM THAT DAMN POLE RIGHT NOW BEFORE I COME


    UP THERE TO GET YOU!"

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    Sameera was not even on the dance floor, she was up, on a raised arena made exclusively for the club


    strippers, on one of the dancing poles. She was swaying in a drunken state, with one hand clutching a


    bottle of double malt whisky while the other hand having her ck leather jacket. I won''t lie, she was


    really looking hot.... Jaw Dropping Hot ! And the way theds around her were eye-fucking her, left me


    agitated.


    Wait... 4 shots and an empty bottle of double malt whisky!? Does her belly have a stomach or is it fitted


    with some underground water tank?!


    "MISS SAMEERA VERMA! GET DOWN FROM THAT DAMN POLE RIGHT NOW BEFORE I COME


    UP THERE TO GET YOU!" I yelled at the top of my voice. My face had turned deep red as my blood


    began to boil.


    Suddenly, the ring of the music stopped and the whole crowd was eyeing me, gawking at me as if I


    had grown two heads. Umm... you don''t expect a girl in salvar kameez with braided hair, that too in a


    violent mood to show up in night club. Do you?


    "Ohh Jennyyy Babeee! Ast.. YOUU AR-"


    "SAMEERA! I SAID GET DOWN, RIGHT NOW!"


    "NOOO.. Darling... I am having fun here!" I closed my eyes at that very instant, trying to control my


    raging anger and frustration because of which my body had started to treamble.


    "WOAHH HOOO WHOA HOOO!" And with that she threw her jacket in the air, which fell a few inches


    away from my feet. Now she was only in a ck colored skirt which didn''t even reach till her mid-thigh


    and a strapless ck crop top, that too exposing her mid-riff.


    Although that stupid stunt of hers earned her hooting, I was pissed. I bent down to pick up her jacket


    and tightened my hold on it. She was about to unhook her crop top when I started walking, rather


    marching towards her, taking long strides at a time. All went silent.


    I went up the twirling stairs and then stepped on the ss floored tiles, which led to the stage.


    Throughout this time only the click-ck of my heels and the shouts of Sameera were present. Rest, all


    the jerks were simply staring at me as if I was going to snatch away some Miss Universe Crown from


    that drunk girl... Idiots!!!


    I grabbed her hand as soon as I got near her and stopped her mid-way of the fucking stripping act of


    hers.


    "Heyy! You upp here?" She asked innocently.


    Seriously? You didn''t see me storming up the dice!?


    I huffed and stated with downcast eyes ,"Sammi dear, I am really sorry for what I am going to do..."


    WHAT!? Are you nning to LOSE YOUR VIRGINITY with my boyfriend!?" I rolled my eyes and


    without giving a second thought, l shove her to the edge of the stage and pushed her with all my force!


    "JENNIFER!!!!" Was all she yelled, shell shocked.


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    Chapter 9


    DHANUSH''S POV


    The way to the Den had been quiet smooth, except of one time when my car was about to bump


    against a red Alto. I for sure would have used some overly sweet words as even Ravi cringed at my


    language. Well, I can''t help it all because of that bewitching beauty!!


    I had been doing surplus of paperwork, projects and back to back meetings since that frustrating


    foursome date! Hell Imitted the biggest mistake by leaving my seat and going to inspect the scene


    downstairs back in Pleasure Club.


    That girl''sugh, smile and even her gait had got etched in my fucking mind. I wanted to do all


    unimaginable, dirty things to her....Undress her slowly, then suck the sweet skin of her neck , breath in


    her scent through her silky hair, kiss the air out of her lungs, caress her cheeks, turn her around and


    bend her down, then fuck her like there was no tomorrow. I was dying to see her boobs jiggle as I thrust


    in my devious beast into her , experiment different vors from her cunt and taste it with my tongue and


    what not!!


    But the fact that I couldn''t even see her for once let alone touch her, was driving me crazy...! My


    imagination was getting wilder with every passing minute. I was bing restless but still I could do


    nothing about it. I ran my fingers through my brown hair in frustration. For the rest of the ride, I tried to


    keep myself engrossed into ying candy crush saga in my iPad.


    Finally, we reached. I quickly got down the Limo and instructed Ravi to park it in the private parking lot.


    Then I made my way through the main door as the guards made way for me by pushing the crowd


    aside. The girls stood there gawking at me stupidly with their mouths open while the boys gave me a


    look of admiration, as though getting impressed by my enigma. This was nothing new for me, I always


    have the opposite sex drooling over me! I winked at the girls and they let out excitedughter.


    It was usual to have a chaos of people outside the club each night. Afterall, our club is the best!


    I got into the main corridor, greeted La at the Reception desk and took a passway in the right near


    the control room. Then taking some stairs, I reached the privare VIP booth of the pub which was


    located on the first floor within the pub.


    We had the dance floor and the pub in this section on the ground floor. The pub from within, had an


    arena for strippers with their dancing poles at a raised tform, a counter as big as a 3 bedroom house


    with exotic brands of alcohol and cocktails, ssy music and a massive dance floor. One could feel


    thrill and excitement in the air.


    While this was the arrangement for themoners and members of the club, we had our own VIP


    booth, on the first floor which was reserved fou the devils and there guests.


    The soft buzz of music was in the background with the clinking sound of ice against the crystal sses


    could be heard. Smell of cigar hung in the air.


    I spotted Rudra and Shiv seated on the leather couches while Abhi was leaning on the railing casually.I


    waved them.


    "Hey guys! What''s up?" I asked.


    "Hey bro!" All the four waved back.


    We had a thumb rule that no one could discuss business or Mafia when we, four of the devils got


    together in the Den.


    "So, what were you saying on the phone about some girl stripping?" I casually asked Shiv while sitting


    on one of the recliners.


    They didn''t know her as such. She was an old associate of mine in the police.


    To this, Shiv pointed his finger towards one of the dancing poles of the pub. I moved my gaze towards


    the dance pole and saw her, talking to someone on the phone while taking off her ck jacket. Again,


    my mind drifted back to that particr girl in a mini skirt and golden blouse.


    Fuck! What is happening to my mind?!


    I shifted in my ce and face palmed myself.


    "You ok buddy?" Abhi enquired while nursing himself with a ss of scotch.


    Like hell, I''m not okay dammit... she is possessing me like a goddamn witch!


    "Yaa... kind of!" I replied shrugging my shoulders and filling myself a ss of whisky.


    The VIP area was covered by one way, ck tinted ss through which we could see inside but it


    shielded the inner view from outer world. Hence ensuring privacy.


    I took out my pistol from the holster and kept it on the side table, where the guns of the three of them


    laid. Keeping in mind of the position we had reached in thest decade, we had more rivals than


    friends in the underworld. Hence, the guns and bodyguards were like a bullet proof jacket for us to


    keep us alive.


    While the three of them were talking amongst themselves, I was lost in my own world. I decided to


    open up and take the chances of switching the baits. I couldn''t keep my pirs of support in dark.


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    Shiv, Rudra and Abhimanyu had been my closest aids since the time when I had lost my parents in the


    pre-nned st. Although our families back home had been bloodthirsty rivals, back during our


    college days but still we had developed a strong bond of friendship which had only grown with the


    passing years. So they were supposed to know that I wanted her badly.


    Yes, I agree it had been only a few hours since I had seen her but still she was lingering in my mind like


    some rhythm not ready to leave my brain. I felt turned on, on the mere disy of her curves from afar.


    This... was totally new for me! How can I feel possessiveness and longing for a girl merely by seeing


    her dance!? I shall find her, know her whereabouts and make her mine.... That''s for sure!!


    But what about the sense of familiarity on seeing that cute ck spot near her lips?


    WHAT? DID I JUST SAY ''CUTE'' SPOT? Shit! I''m doomed.


    "Listen guys!" I finally said after exalhing heavily.


    The three of them looked upto me, with their ears purked up.


    "Ummm.... I think I won''t be able to marry Nayan-"


    I was interrupted by a feminine voice, I bet she was full of fury.


    "MISS SAMEERA VERMA! GET DOWN FROM THAT DAMN POLE RIGHT NOW BEFORE I COME


    UP THERE TO GET YOU!" That voice yelled, even makind the ring music stop.


    Whoa! She has got some guts. I mentally admitted.


    All the four of us turned our gaze towards the camera feed installed on the wall, to find out the owner of


    that delicate yet firm voice.


    And what I saw caused a quite of a stir in me!

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    My gaze got rooted on the girl on the screen in ck colored salwar kameez with zari embroidery work


    on it.


    She was standing out from the rest of the crowd, as the small mirrors at the border of her dupatta were


    shining due to the disco lights falling on it. Even with only some lip balm put on those pink, plump lips


    she was looking ethereal. Not to mention her braided hair which let loose some of the hair strands on


    her face which were brushing her cheeks asionally.


    Her ck-brown eyes seemed to have developed red streaks of fury as she gave a hardened


    expression to that wasted woman up there.


    God! How can someone look so angelic....


    Then with those killer moves of her pretty ass she went up the dias to catch hold of Sameera, her


    clicking of heels were the only prominent sound in the colossal bar.


    If one tends to judge people by simply looking at them, then they shall be awfully wrong about my girl


    there who owns a deceptively innocent and pretty face.


    Wait!! I.HAVE.NOT.CLAIMED.HER


    Get a grip Dhanush!!!


    I let out a low grown. Still my gaze lingers on her. To my surprise, instead of dragging the drunk and


    resistant woman along with her, she held Sameera by her shoulders and said something softly, with


    downcast eyes.


    Hearing her say Sameera screeched," WHAT!? Are you nning to LOSE YOUR VIRGINITY with my


    boyfriend!?"


    Well, Well, Well... She''s mine... All mine to hold, explore, kiss, caress, and make love...I smirk unaware


    that now the rest of the three have their eyes on me and not on the screen.


    Sometimes when you hate your best friends no one else... This.Is.One.Of.Those.Moments.... DAMN


    THEM!!!


    Then all of a sudden, she grabbed Sameera''s hand and tugged her towards the edge of the stage.


    What left me shell-shocked was that she pushed the poor woman off the stage. There were audible


    gasps across the pub.


    I raised my brows in utter confusion.


    "JENNIFER!!!" Shrieked the poor woman.


    Ahh... So she''s Jennifer... MY Jennifer..


    Can you shut those goddamn thoughts of yours.. PATIENCE FOR FUCK''S SAKE!!! I winced.


    But before Sameera could fall off andnd almost nine feet down on the glossy tiles of the dance floor,


    breaking her neck and limbs, Jennifer got hold of her forearm and prevented her from having a small


    ''sky diving'' experience. But still, she left her swinging and didn''tpletely pull her upwards. Beads of


    sweat broke on Sameera''s forehead wiping of the different types of powders smeared on her face.


    "Please...PLEASE DON''T KILL ME..." she started crying."I shall do whatever you wish!!" She sniffs."


    Please don''t leave my hand..." Hearing this, Jennifer smiled disying those perfect white teeth of


    hers. Now Sameera was horrified.


    "I SWEAR I WILL LEAVE ALCOHOL... I WON''T TOUCH GEORGE EVER!" *hups*


    "NO MORE BLOWJOBS! NO MORE DICKS IN MY PUSSSSYY.." Her words were slurring.


    "No more consignments to you on Sundays!!! None shall call you DURING YOUR SURGERIES" This


    made Jennifer visibly ufortable.


    Umm... What!? Is she in the police or rted to some doctor stuff?


    "ENOUGH!!" She roared and pulled the ''for-now-good-for-nothing-Sameera" up and pushed her


    backwards harshly... Well, she looked pissed.


    "You won''t open your shitty mouth for once and WILL LEAVE THIS FUCKING PLACE RIGHT NOW...


    WITH ME IN YOU FULL CLOTHES!" She almost spat thest part.


    Ouch! That hurts.. Really? People die to get entry in the Devil''s Den..


    GIVE ME A BREAK!


    With that, Jenny threw the jacket on Sameera''s face. Her fingers were trembling as she put on her


    jacket.


    Then without wasting a single second, Jenny yanked her along and dragged her down the stairs. She


    quickly made her way towards the double doors of the pub...


    Sameera was helplessly whimpering because of the strong hold on her hand. She was in a state of


    complete mess. Because of fear, she was trembling beneath that tigress, her mascara and kajal made


    trails of ck lines down her face. She was looking like a zombie, from some horror movie, all in ck.


    Seeing Jennifer go, suddenly the vitals present within me began to burn. I wanted to touch her, kiss her


    anger away, give her endless smooches, open mouthed kisses. Atleast make her aware of my constant


    gaze on her... The kind of maic pull she had developed on me without doing anything, was


    engulfing me slowly. I couldn''t afford to let her slip away from my life... I shall get her, she was worth the


    risk. To hell with the alliance and the treaty and the control we can have on the western waters...


    My chain of thoughts were interrupted by someone''s speaking from the crowd of spectators...


    "Hey! You should have let her show her body to us, she surely has mango sized boobs and grapes like


    tits.." and that blonde haired guyughed.


    "Tru dat! Look at her.. AAHH! The mere movement of her big ass can give me an erection!" Another


    red-haired guy added, erotically rubbing his chest.


    That made Jennifer halt. She turned around, surprisingly poised than ever. She loosened her grip on


    Sameera''s hand. The sniffling girl looked relieved.


    Jennifer gave a sweet smile and replied to the blonde haired guy,"The time I entered the pub, I thought


    you of being a normal human like us. So dont open that filthy mouth of yours and prove that you are


    even worse than a street dog."


    Then turning towards the other guy she spat in a deadpan tone," TELL YOUR SISTER AND MOTHER


    TO FUCK YOU HARD AND GIVE YOUR SMALL DICK A MASSAGE. BLOODY MOTHER FUCKING


    ASSHOLE!!"


    Saying that she turned and exited through the double doors of the pub, taking a drunk and tumblinking


    Sameera along with her.


    I was beyond amused. I kept staring the screen even after she left, with a small smile ying on my


    face.


    "Oh Jennifer.." I whispered dreamily.

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    How dare someone openly say such words to my friend that too in a drunken state!?


    I was pissed. My knuckles were turning white because of the pressure with which I was clutching the


    steering wheel of Sweety.


    I was disgusted with the situation I was in. I hate night clubs, pubs and parties to be specific. They are


    absolutely no fun! It''s simply a way of unting yourself.


    DRESS, GO, GET DRUNK, HOWL LIKE WASTED PACK OF WOLVES, BREAK THE DANCE FLOOR


    WITH THE GODDAMN HEELS!


    Nothing else.. Now if I''m told to visit a disgusting ce like a stripping club that too to get hold of a wild,


    wasted girl whose eager to strip in front of hundreds of people eye-fucking her, what reaction do you


    expect? Well, honestly...I FEEL LIKE PULLING MY HAIR OUT WITH MY BARE HANDS!!


    I was not at all in a position to drive back home as I was bone tired. But as I wanted to reach home


    alive so I started the engine and buckled the seat belts of Sameera and me. She had passed out by


    then.


    Just when I was about to pull off away from the Den, my walkie-talkie buzzed.


    NO! NOT AGAIN! Let me sleep for God''s sake... or else I shall doze off right on this road I swear!!


    Reluctantly, I received the call.


    "Agent Jennifer Mathews?" The DGP enquired.


    "Yes Sir! reporting." I replied promptly even though I had a scowl on my face.


    "Is Sub-Inspecter Sameera Verma with you? Actually, she isn''t responding to any of the notifications


    sent to her!" The DGP asked worriedly.


    Hell yes sir! She is with me after having four tequ shots and a bottle of double malt whisky...


    absolutely ''attentive.'' Should I blurt this out!?


    I scoffed.


    "Umm... sir, she is with me but not really in the best of her health! She was suffering from cramps in the


    stomach so now she has lied down for a while." I lied, all the while crossing my fingers.


    "Oh! Is that so? Please take care of her Jennifer."


    "Yes sir." I lied again although I was feeling bad for having done so with my considerate boss but you


    need to be a liar sometimes, to save your dear friend. I can''t possibly let Sameera be punished for


    getting drunk during duty hours right?


    She''s my dear friend afterall....


    "Well, we have got a lead and we think of arresting him red handed."


    "Ok sir"


    "So as Sameera isn''t well, I want YOU to lead this mission in the Devil''s Den. NOW."


    WHAT!? I DON''T HAVE THE STRENGTH OF ROTATING THIS DAMN STEERING WHEEL RIGHT


    NOW AND YOU EXPECT ME TO BEAT AROUND GUYS AND ARREST A CRIMINAL!? LIKE


    REALLY?


    "SIR! UMMM..."


    What do I say? That the ce you are referring to is the very ce from where I almost dragged your


    ''dutiful'' officer and created a scene worth witnessing?


    "YES.MISS.MATHEWS!? The DGP asked, putting stress on each word. Indirectly, indicating: NO


    MORE ARGUMENTS!


    "Ok sir. I am on the job!" I said huffing in defeat.


    "Alright! I''m sending a team of 6 officers there in the den. As always, keep it simple, very simple. You


    need to get hold of Roger White. I''m sending you the image and the other details in your phone."


    "Yes sir!"


    "Good luck miss Mathews."


    "Thank you sir."


    I unwillingly parked Sweety near some residential house in a non towing area. I couldn''t go back to


    Sameera''s house to drop her, that would dy the mission. So I had no option but to keep her in the


    car.


    Surely I can''t go inside with this same dress on! All of them shall have their eyes on me giving me zero


    cover! I thought.


    Then my eyes drifted to Sameera who was sleeping peacefully on the front passenger seat. Although


    her face was smeared with ck color due to the smudged mascara and kajal, along with patches


    formed on her face due to her constant crying, she still looked beautiful and surprisingly innocent. No


    one, absolutely no one has got the right of belittling her inner beauty and outer radiance to mere


    sextual desires.


    SHE.IS.NOT.A.SEX TOY. I dered mentally.


    Sameera had been my onlypanion all these years. Both of us went to the same dance sses.


    She left the sses due to waning interest, while I continued. But that didn''t break our contact with one


    another. We remained the best of friends. Then, I eventually started helping her in some cases of hers


    in getting information. And soon, she introduced me to one of her seniors. Since then, I have been


    juggling my life between hospital and under-cover work.


    Suddenly, an idea struck me!


    It''s always better to have something than nothing!


    "Thanks a ton Sammi! You are literally a saviour" I chirped.


    *A FEW MINUTES LATER*


    I hopped out of the car afterpleting the herculean task of swapping my clothes with hers. YUP! You


    heard it right... She was now d in salwar kameez while I had to struggle a little to fit myself in those


    ck colored shreds of cloth!


    The mini-skirt barely reached my thigh. The crop top was revealing a good amount of my cleavage.


    The ck straps of the crop top were so thin that I feared the crop top doesn''t fall off. The ck jacket


    seemed to be ''my knight in shining armor'' which was the only decent piece of clothing over those tiny


    garments!


    I opened my braided hair,bed it with the help of my fingers and allowed them to cascade down my


    waist in a messy way.


    Just then, my walkie-talkie buzzed again.


    "Mam, we are a team of six stationed at the back exit of the Den, near the club''s patio on the ground


    floor. Please keep a Bluetooth headset with you." Stated Vijay, one of the best encounter specialist of


    the department.


    "Hmm. Tell me the exact location of the guy and sent one of the team members with me." I replied.


    "Noted mam. One minute.... yes! Currently he''s in the Red Room Passion located on the ground-" but


    before he couldplete, I snapped at him.


    "Vijay! I know where that damn room is. You simply tell me about my partner, here in this mission!"


    "O-okay mam.. We n to send miss Amy Farera with you. She''s an amateur agent here, who tends to


    have a caf¨¦ as cover." He replied in a tense manner.


    "Very well.How do we n to get inside?"


    "We have got 2 gold stamped royalty passes. You collect them at the gate through Jamini and directly


    check in. Amy shall be there waiting for you with Jamini."


    "Ok. We need to have the criminal alive?


    "Yes mam, like always only sedate the prey."


    My phone dings and I see the image of Roger White.


    Honestly, he is hot! I like those cunning eyes.


    The image shows a man in his early 30s. Lean but muscr in a rugged vest, which exposes his


    defined V-line. He has strong biceps and a trail of hair down the chest which dissapears inside the vest.


    His face has high cheek bones with a strong jawline. A sharp nose with emerald colored hawk eyes


    decorate his face. He has pierced lips with a small blue colored stone at the middle of his lower lip. And


    God! His honey colored hair will make even a tribade to go wild and hold them in her hand, pull them


    hard and kiss the handsome thug on his lips...


    Not bad indeed! But at the end of the day... I prefer A Pure Heart than Chiseled Looks!


    A typical way of focusing on my job.


    "Ok. So, we''re done here!" I announced, stretching my libs to ease out the tension on them.


    "Yes mam... one more thing mam, he''s here in a navy blue colored shirt and ck trousers."


    "Alright."


    "Good luck mam."


    "Thank you Vijay!" With that I end the call and lean on my car.


    Seems as if It shall be a long cat and mouse game!

 Chapter 12

    Chapter 12


    JENNIFER''S POV


    Once I was sure of Sameera being fine in the car, rolling down one of the windows a little for her, I went


    back to the gates of hell.... The Devil''s Den. I spotted two girls probably of my age standing there. One


    was Jamini, whom I was familiar with. The other girl was dressed in a shimmery violet one piece skirt


    reaching to her knees with a high ponytail.


    She looked elegant from a distance atleast. I reached there. Jamini introduced me to Amy and she


    gave me a bear hug. I smiled awkwardly. Then taking the passes from Jamini we made our way inside


    the club, this time from the main door.


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    We didn''t have to wait in the long queue because of having those ''gold stamped'' royalty passes.


    Luckily, the ck jacket did an excellent job in hiding the holster and the walkie-talkie, which I had kept


    fastened to my waist.


    We made are way inside.


    Haven''t these assholes ever seen a normal human female to be walking on her two feet?! I screamed


    in my mind.


    "Wow!! Oh my God... These guys are really checking you out!!" Eximed a supper excited Amy. I


    gave her a weak smile in return.


    We got inside that very ''chamber'' of the club from where I almost stormed out not really knowing that I


    will have to return again in these very skinny clothes of Sameera. This time, all the people there were


    having a g time, moving their bodies with the loud thumping of the music. Some guys were chatting


    while sitting on one of the round, wooden tables ces near the bar. Some of the youngsters were


    having apetition of drinking maximum no. of shots. The dance floor was full of sweaty bodies


    jostling against one another as they danced hard. The fancy lights lit up the whole ce taking the


    ambience to another level. The smell of expensive liquor filled the air leaving me choked.


    Luckily, whole of this area was smoking-free zone or I would have been puking my brains out by now.


    There was a different section altogetherly, towards the well maintained garden which was exclusively


    for smoking.


    Whoa! No one has really recognized me till now... I need to keep my appearance under wrapps. I


    reasoned.


    Both the two of us made ourselvesfortable on the bar stools while facing towards the main stage


    of the strippers. While I was looking for our prey to catch hold of and attack, Amy was busy drooling


    over the interiors of the pub along with fantasizing about having designer outfits like the other women


    there!


    Typical teenager trapped in the body of mid 20s woman... I thought.


    Still, even after a search for 15 minutes, I couldn''t spot Mr. White. After taking a few sips of my mango


    punch, I ultimately spoke, " Amy, we don''t have a millennium with us to find our White. I appreciate your


    guts of joining me on this mission but now, please focus on-" I got interrupted by her shriek.


    "OH MY GOD! LOOK JENNIFER! HE.... The ultimate God of sexiness!!" She squealed pping her


    hands.


    "Huh?" I was confused.


    "WHOA!!! That super duper hot guy has his eyes glued on you! Really... He Is Drop Dead Gorgeous


    kinds! He''s not even subtle with his staring!" She was certainly exaggerating. A can''t be man be this


    much striking... Umm, RIGHT?


    I looked around me. "No. Not here. That hunk is stanfing on the first floor over there!" She said pointing


    towards thr VIP booth present on the first floor of the pub.


    I followed the line her eye sight and finally spotted him.


    A TRUE MARVEL.


    He was sure to be a bit taller than 6 feet. He had a broad figure with well defined muscles. He was


    leaning against the railing with a cigarette in his right hand, puffing it asionally and all this time, his


    gaze was fixated over me. True... he was boldly staring me!


    Is he allowed to smoke here? I thought.


    This guy was really a great creation of nature. With bold masculine features, he was quite dashing. No.


    Dashing could not match his standards. He was maic. Those chocte brown eyes were taking a


    note of each and every movement of mine, each and every breath, the heaving of my chest, slight


    bouncing of my now messy locks of hair, my trembling lips...


    He was one of those who could make each and every person turn their eyes towards him. Even in the


    casual sky blue shirt and ck pants, he was looking sizzling. Some of his jet-ck hair were falling on


    his eyes, giving him a rugged look. And the stubble he had on his chiseled face was damn hot!


    Who is he? What is he doing in the VIP booth? Is he yhe manager here or some businessman... Or an


    actor? But, he has got some looks for sure!


    I didn''t want to ept the fact that I was still not able to turn away. I was still staring him, full of awe


    and...... familiarity?


    Have I seen him before? Something about him reminds me about my past about which even I am not


    clear....


    He smirked and slowly tilted his head to one side. And God! A dimple surfaced on his right cheek.


    " WHEW!! That''s hot! Both of you are having quite a lot of staringpetition. The sparks are enough


    to burn this entire ce!" Amy said with a girly giggle.


    I smiled to ease out the thickening tension between the two of us. But that made his sexy smirk


    dissapear with a stoic, poker face staring me now. That shook me from the core. I was no longer in a


    position to hold his burning stare.


    I anxiously but still reluctantly too, jarred myself out from that strange trance, forcing my eyes to move


    away from that stranger. Just then, suddenly a pair of brown eyes shed in my mind....


    I looked back at the spot where he had been standing, but he was gone by then.


    Those eyes! Have I seen them before? No! I have never seen this man before! Yes... never. And, there


    are many brown eyes in this world! He is not the only one!


    I mentally thought.


    Then quickly finishing my drink, I instructed Amy," Okay so.. We need to focus! Understand!? I shall


    take the right exit from the DJ''s seat over there while you keep posted here and look for him." I said


    pointing towards the staircase which was near the VIP booth, leading to the DJ where he had been


    ying the remixes.


    "For whom? Our prey or your...?" She quipped with a knowing smile. I was beyond flustered!


    "Enough Amy! Concentrate." I retorted.


    "Okay! Okay!"


    Then dividing ourselves between the two floors of the pub, we began our search.

 Chapter 13

    Chapter 13


    JENNIFER''S POV


    I went up towards the stairs which led to the ''DJ''sir'' as they call it. Ridiculous, right?


    There, was a plumb looking boy probably in his teens mixing-matching the discs, tunes and ying


    them for the crazy crowd downstairs.


    Stealthily, I tip-toed towards the back of the boy. He didn''t really look rming. He was cute and


    chubby, engrossed in doing his job. Well, good for me. Once I passed him, I went straight and met a


    corridor. It was a long dimly lit hallway. I kept on walking till the end of it, silently memorising the


    directions I was taking. Then, slowly I took out my revolver at one hand while keeping the walkie-talkie


    in the other. Unfortunately, I didn''t have my Bluetooth headset with me. I cursed myself quietly.


    I knelt a bit and hid along the metallic wall when I saw a right turn. In a sh, I turned to see for


    possible threats but found none. So with gentle steps, I continued walking taking the right turn. This


    hallway had floor to ceiling windows at both the sides of it.


    Surely, these are tinted sses.


    Then all of sudden, soft murmuring voices became audible. I turned my device on and spoke," I think I


    am approaching my target. OVER!" I again began walking, very careful of not making any noise.


    After walking through this hallway, I saw a door, massive wooden door. It had intricate patters made on


    it. The voice of someone speaking had beening from there. I readied myself for any possible firing.


    And then, gently pushed the door. To my surprise, it didn''t creak.


    Good for me! I was relieved for having not alerted anyone inside.


    I slipped inside with caution. There, I stood at the start of a huge room which was carpeted. The room


    had a huge chandelier hanging at the top and some really beautiful light around it. Apart from it there


    were more tube lights too, but only the lights of the chandelier were on giving the room a dazzling


    effect. Still, it''s lights were not enough for illuminating the entire room. It had beautiful warli art and oil


    paintings on the wall.


    The rest of the room was devoid of any furniture.


    I stood there rooted, gawking at my surroundings. But soon, I again came back to my senses. I turned


    my head towards the center of the room and there, I notice a tall figure speaking on his phone, with his


    back towards me.


    "Yeah Mr. Gupta, we will look to it. Let the arms reach Bulgaria first then we shall decide our line of


    action" The deep, hypnotizing voice said.


    On seeing the guy wearing a blue shirt, I whispered on my device," I got him! Shall need some help this


    time though!"


    He must have sensed me as he turned around and my eyes shed with his....


    This is not him, it''s that stranger! Shit!


    My eyes widened in shock. He took a step forward but still I was rooted to my ce.


    My subconscious mind bellowed: Run back Jenny! This isn''t Roger White. He seems trouble!


    But no, my body seemed to be having it''s own decision. He kept on nearing me withzy steps.


    He slid his phone in his pocket, and walked to me. Although he was physically alluring, no less than


    pure magic, still somewhere he emitted a dangerous aura. Something deep down in his eyes screamed


    menace!


    Jenny darling! You want to see the sun rising tomorrow right? So.... RUN AWAY. NOW!!AWAY FROM


    THIS MAN WHOSE BODY LANGUAGE ITSELF SCREAMS DANGER!


    My mind was roaring such warnings in my mind but still my treacherous legs remained transfixed on


    the floor.


    We were now very close. His sweet-spicy cologne was filling my senses, leaving me mesmerized. He


    lifted his hand and slid it through my hair, cupping my right cheek. Involuntarily, I leaned towards his


    touch. He greased the rough pad of his thumb on my cheek.


    "You know what? Whenever I see you... thunder strikes, thunder strikes me hard!" He said as he joined


    his forehead against mine. It felt as if we were breathing in the same air.


    He gently carressed my left cheek with his other hand and said huskily," You have no idea how much


    you are affecting me!" And with that, he descended down to my lips and kissed them. I was shell-


    shocked!


    Further more, he dug his fingers deeper into my hair to keep my head still. Soon, I lost myself in the


    passionate kiss and unknowingly started kissing him back. He started sucking my lower lip and I let out


    a moan in his mouth as heat exploded within my body. It felt as if my body was set on fire! Fire of


    having more... hunger of being kissed like that throughout my life. The gun and the walkie-talkie slipped


    from my hands and fell on the floor.


    He thrust his tongue within my mouth and I responded to that aggressive thrust with an equal fervour.


    His hand slipped from my cheeks to my waist. His hold on my waist was gentle yet firm. I was trembling


    in the ocean of sextual desires. I fingers crept into his thick lock of hair as I pulled him closer and he


    continued to ravage my mouth with his. Our tongues tangled and continued their battle of dominance.


    Their mating with one another was pushing me into the pool of lust.


    I had never felt this much rush of adrenaline through me in my life. I wanted to break all the self


    imposed rules of mine and pour my everything into the kiss!


    Ding Ding Ding .....


    My walkie-talkie buzzed. I felt some disturbance and froze momentarily.


    "Madam, this is Vijay. We got hold of Roger White. Miss Amy did a great job in catching him and


    beating his brains out! We expect you to return back now. Mission sessful. OVER!"


    I started panicking and immediately broke the kiss. I could feel my skin developing a pink blush. I


    turned to move away but couldn''t due to the firm grip of his calloused fingers on my waist.


    "Let me go!" I hissed with rage, struggling in his arms. His grip on my waist loosened and I quickly


    stepped backwards.


    "How dare you!?" I questioned, shaking with outrage.


    "Dare what exactly?" He asked nonchntly, in a grave tone.


    "You kissed me! Without my damn permission!"


    "Well, you responded to my kiss." He responded.


    At this point, I felt like I got drenched in a bucket of embarrassment. But still, anger took the upper


    hand.


    "YOU.VERY.WELL.KNOW.I.WOULD.NOT.HAVE.KISSED.AN.UTTER.STRANGER!!!" I snapped,


    stressing out on each word to gain someposure.


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    "You stole my goddamn first kiss! Now how am I supposed to get it back?" I huffed and threw my hands


    up in despair. I turned and was about to march out of the room when he spoke.


    "You shall get it back.... like this!" Saying so, he tugged my hand and pulled me into another kiss. He


    held me tightly by my shoulders.


    This, was not at all like the previous kiss. It was an open mouthed fully sextual kiss, he was ushering


    me with. But this time, I somehow controlled myself and retaliated before I could again lose myself in


    his strong arms.


    I bit his lower lip with my teeth, with full force. I could feel the metallic tang of his blood againstmy


    tongue. But to my utter disbelief, he didn''t even flinch. He surprisingly moved back, and retreated his


    hand. I felt the immediate loss of warmth of his body.


    He tilted his head a little to his right. He stared at me as he brushed off the little blood through his


    thumb, which had been oozing out of his cut lip. He licked his thumb in a damn seductive manner. I felt


    my nipples stiffen due to this action of his. I shifted ufortably under this suffocating tension.


    He suddenly came near me and nuzzled his nose in the crook of my neck. I threw my head backwards


    and suppressed a moan.


    "Till we meet again!" He whispered seductively in my left ear. And then he moved back. I was


    dumbstruck on my bodily reactions.


    Without wasting a single second, I turned and sprinted out of the room!

 Chapter 14

    Chapter 14


    DHANUSH''S POV


    " Dhanush... kiss me! Please..." Jenny saidzily. I felt my cock stiffen. She moved close to me in only


    a skinny red patterned saree and acy blouse. She arched back, stretching her hands up. I could see


    a generous amount of her milky waist which had a ruby belly ring in her belly button. Ohh god! How


    much I was wanting to lick her belly button there and set her body on fire.


    I took a step forward and she undid her ''pallu'' (decorated end of the which hangs loose when worn)


    which was fastened by a safety pin. "Mmmmm, Ahh!" She moaned which ignited a different level of


    passion within me. "How much I want you to unwrap me from this only obstruction between us darling."


    She added with a sexy smirk while taking off her pallu and giving me a view of her pert and perfect


    bossom. Thecy blouse was hardly keeping those alluring curves hidden.


    I was barely controlling myself from pouncing over her. On the top pf it, this little vixen was testing my


    restrain! I pulled her gently by holding the ebony locks. She giggled. "Did I just make the devil


    restless?" And she winked taking off her petticoat beneath the saree. That act, that very act of hers to


    bat her denseshes at me and stand in front of me just in a skinny see-through blouse broke thest


    strand of my control.


    "Let''s see if you can stand the caveman needs of the devil!" I growled and crashed my lips on hers.


    "AHHH! DHANUSH! DHANUSH! DHANUSH!" She started moaning in my mouth while rubbing her core


    against my bulging beast. I let out a low grunt. Then turning her I pushed her over long ck desk


    located in the centre of the conference room.


    She squealed. I unbuckled my pants and shove them away. My dick was more than willing to dissapear


    within the love tunnel of the most beautiful girl I had everid my eyes upon. I removed my boxers off


    and grabbed Jennifer by her ass, myrge fingers digging into the soft skin of her soft, pretty butt. And


    without a second thought, l jammed myself within her.


    "DHANUSH! DHANUSH! DHANUSH! AH! AH! AHH AHHH OH FUCK!" MY JENNIFER began


    screaming out my name as I started pounding my cock within her cunt. Oh god! She was so wet for


    me! The curse words took me by surprise for a second but then hearing her scream them with a hissed


    breath, low gasps by her sweet mouth began giving me immense pleasure. I held her left boob and


    squeezed it while my other hand supported her hips.


    "Ah... ah.. ah AHHH!" She let out loud cries because of the sweet torture I was giving her. Soon, she


    cumed throwing her back and closing her eyes due to the overwhelming feeling. The white liquid


    trickled down her thighs.


    But then her sweet cries of lust became gruff. Her voice seemed to have be hoarse. I was


    perplexed.


    "Dhanush? Dhanush!?" I heard a deep voice resonate calling my name. I nced sideways. And then I


    noticed a confused Rudra ring at me. I knitted my brows in uncertainty. Then as I saw ahead of me, I


    saw a dozen of my business associates eyeing me with puzzlement. My nose red in rage.


    "Did you find the n worth?" Asked ady in a peach coloured plunging neck-line coat, with a


    disgusting smile, bending a little in front purposely, to show her cleavage. She was most probably in


    her 40s. I rolled my eyes.


    "Dhanush... we need to decide whether we want to venture or not in this deal of establishing a hotel


    chain in Prague. Do you think it''s worth it? Then sign the document." Rudra said with a clenched jaw.


    SHITTT! WAS THAT ALL A DAMN DREAM!? Someone check my pants and you shall find a gallon of


    cum in it because of my wet daydreaming! And you''re asking about the goddamn deal of which I didn''t


    here a single word?


    Then my gaze fell on the documents lying on the desk. It had been the very desk where I was


    imagining fucking Jenny hard. Like what the hell?


    I pped myself mentally. Jennifer was now messing with my brain. I couldn''t afford being distracted in


    my workce. It could cost me my life! I had a goal to fulfill, I couldn''t afford dying before it. More


    importantly, if I let her control my flow of thoughts, then I might end up letting my guards down which


    could provide our rivals a golden opportunity to attack the empire we had created in thest decade.


    No! I needed to focus.


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    I stood up confidently, intertwined my fingers in front of me and announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, I


    think we will have to do this meeting again, tomorrow in the evening. The terms need to be assessed


    again and then I can go any further with the deal." All the people, including Rudra gave me a ''is-this-a-


    bloody-joke'' look but I didn''t care. "So you people can leave for now" I said curtly folding my hands.


    Although therade of people looked conflicted, noone dared to question me back.


    They left without a word while Rudra stayed back.


    "The the hell was that? A sheer waste of 3 hours!" sted a furious Rudra.


    Rudra might be the party freak out of our gang of four but he was very particr about the business


    deals and trading we did. He was the best at whatever department he undertook. He never took any of


    the transactions lightly even if it was a question of a single rupee. He was very particr about the


    overall efficiency of our corporation. I myself was no less. Buttely my mind was roaming somewhere


    else.


    "Guys! I want the two of you in the conference room.. RIGHT NOW!" He thundered on the phone all the


    while staring me with a scornful look.


    So... naturally, he didn''t like what happened just now.


    But still... I was not able to control the train of my thoughts which was threatening to stop at every


    station which linked me to her memories.


    Can someone feel like floating in pools of ecstasy simply by touching someone? Can someone be


    turned on by only one look of her smile? How can someone moan so well? How can someone be so


    tantalizing for your lips?


    These were the questions shooting up in my mind all this time. It had been 6 days since I kissed that


    sassy piece of art. 6 days, 14 hours, 26 minutes and exactly 9 seconds to be precise! I had already


    yed that scene of hers kissing me fiercely, more than a billion times in my head but still, each time I


    remembered that day in the den, I would end up being savage of need! Need to pull her again, grind


    her body against mine till she finds out how much I wanted her....


    Right after a few minutes, Shiv and Abhimanyu pushed the tinted ss door ferociously and boomed in


    hysterically with a worried look on.


    "What happened? Is everything alright?" Asked Abhimanyu.


    "Is there a problem? You sounded angry on the phone." Asked Shiv looking at Rudra. I simply huffed.


    "NOTHING IS RIGHT. WE SPEND 3 HOURS IN A DISCUSSION REGARDING THE PRAGUE DEAL


    BUT THIS ASSHOLE HERE AT THE END SIMPLY STARES THE DOCUMENT AND THEN CALLS


    OFF THE DAMN MEETING!" Bellowed Rudra all the way shooting daggers at me.


    "This is nothing new now. He has been daydreaming for her since long now" drawled Abhi with a


    knowing smile.


    How does he know? Argh! Am I that obvious!?


    Enough !! That''s it!! I''m making her mine now!


    " I want her" I stated. At this, Abhi gave a mischievous smile while Shiv and Rudra exchanged nces,


    confused.


    "What exactly do you mean by you wanting her?" Teased Abhi with an amused smile.


    "I want her... exactly how it sounds." I replied with a poker face, in a deadpan serious tone.


    "Until?" Questioned Rudra.


    "Until..... FOREVER !"

 Chapter 15

    Chapter 15


    JENNIFER''S POV


    I had been trembling while descending the stairs, down the DJ''Sir. It felt as if anytime my legs shall


    give way and I will fall down crashing, against the ss tiled floor. I was running away as if I had seen


    some ten headed snake.


    I didn''t dare to turn back and see for once if he was following me or not. His spicy cologne was the only


    fragrance my nose could register, his ck locks were the only thing my fingers wanted to fist, his


    chocte eyes were the only pair of eyes I wanted to be on me... always. While my eyes were still


    searching him to get his onest glimpse, my mind was warning me to keep running till I got out of the


    ce. While my body was fiercely getting pulled towards him, my brain was not allowing me to retrace


    my tracks and go back to him to continue the broken kiss! I was feeling shell-shocked on getting hit by


    a hurricane of undefined, allien emotions.


    I rushed out of the gates of the den and sprinted to Sweety. Once, I got there I almost hit myself against


    the it. I had been panting badly. Beads of sweat broke on my forehead my skin had turned pale. I


    clutched my head with my hands but the giddiness refused to subside. I was panicking now. I had been


    tagged as ''the master controller'' throughout my life. I had always been proud of myself over the fact


    that I was cable of controlling others... them, their actions, their decisions. But today, I was the one to


    lose my control, give up on my restrain and throw myself on some stranger.


    My mental anguish was multiplying by each passing minute. I sat near the tyre and leaned on Sweety.


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    I did wrong! How could I? I should not have questioned him... No! Not at all! Instead, I should have


    straightaway pped him! I mentally retorted, rubbing my hands on my face due to shame. I had done


    something forbidden....


    I trusted the men n, despite of my previous experiences which only had grief, betrayal and disgust.


    Somehow, I stood and opened the door to get in. Then, I started to scramble for my walkie-talkie. I had


    to notify Vijay that I was leaving for hell( my ''house'')


    But as I searched for that device on my dashboard, I froze on remembering something.


    No...! I... l left it and my gun back there... in that room... in the DEN! That made my trembling worse. I


    waspletely defenseless now, and on the top of it the kiss was raising the hair follicles on my skin


    but at the same time it was also shaking me up with uncertainty.


    I shook my head to get rid of the buzz in my head... not because of any alcohol but him. Then, I turned


    on the engine, I drove off to Sameera''s apartment. She was still asleep, lost in her world of dreams.


    I soon reached her house. It was a small bunglow with a mini garden beside it. She and another friend


    of hers shared it. Its that Sameera doesn''t like to live alone. Her parents lived in Hyderabad while she


    made her way here, to Mumbai... the city of dreams to make her dreamse true. She had asked me


    to move in with her, but at that time, I couldn''t as I was not financially stable, well... I didn''t what to live


    for free, and be a liability for yet another person. I have some self-dignity afterall!


    And now... I prefer to stay in my current house for a while, for clues of things I don''t know about my


    own self.


    I honked for a couple of times.... to awaken the security guard at the gate. He was slumped back on the


    wooden chair provided to him, near the gate. Even the kind-of-tenant girl came down to see what was


    happening. But this sleepy head kept his snoring on. I scoffed.


    "Oh bhaisahab! Can you get up!? The mistress of that house you ''are gaurding'' wants to enter it if you


    allow!?" I snapped. I had enough of drama for a day... thank you!


    The guard stirred in his sleep and on hearing the constant honking, he quickly scrambled on the


    ground. Then muttering a quick apology, he opened the gates. The girl opened the door and came out


    to help me carry Sameera to the couch inside. Then quickly bidding her a good bye, I marched to my


    car and revered it. The watchman had been all the while, staring at me with lust, now and then,


    stealthily. Afterall, all this long, the overly revealing dress had been doing its job really well.


    I noticed the stares but chose to ignore. I didn''t have any energy left in me to even give him a warning.


    Next, I drove off to my apartment in order to practice my fundamental right of dropping on the bed to


    sleep, which had be a luxury for me these days.


    One I got there, I parked Sweety safely in the allotted lot. Then climbed up the steps to the third floor. I


    reached the threshold of my house. I was perspiring. My palms had be sweaty due to


    consciousness. It was probably past 3 A.M.


    What will they do if they see me in these clothes!? How will Tristan behave? I wont be able to fight him


    now if he tries to molest me in any ways. Then how shall I save myself?


    These worries were gnawing my confidence away and I was shaking with fear now, thinking of what to


    do if there is any attack on my honor.


    Still, I raised my hand to press the bell. My legs were on the verge of copsing. Just as I was about to


    press the calling bell switch, the door flung open. I was startled by the sudden moment, but met with a


    pitch ck environment inside.


    And there he approached slowly and stood there with a murderous gaze, fisted hands and clenched


    teeth.


    Father!?


    My eyes went wide. I was beginning to quiver badly. My throat went dry. I licked my lower lip out of


    nervousness and it felt chapped. I stood there, at the door with my head held down, for several


    seconds, minutes... but other than staring at me with hatred, father did not do any other thing. The


    silence was increasing the uneasiness within me and escting his abhorrence towards me. I raised


    my eyes to meet his and found him assessing me from head to toe.


    His lips twitched in disgust. I desperately wanted to break the unsettling silence so I began in a low


    voice ,"Father! I didn''t really want to wear these..." but I siezed talking as he raised his hand and


    pped me hard on my face.


    The force made me tumble down on the ground, my legs weren''t in the state of bncing me any


    more. My face was pushed at a side due to the force of the hit. I felt bloode out of my cut lip. I was


    bewildered. Stars began to dance in front of my eyes. I somehow got on my feet.


    Then, he smiled, a wicked smile.


    "Nice choice of shreads." He said sarcastically. I felt like tears stinging in my eyes. I wanted to w him


    at his face but knew I was helpless. Especially after knowing he had a strong back-up, links of


    influential people and a malicious, crooked mind.


    "Next time, go out naked! I would love to see you being gang-raped. And don''t worry! I shall still look to


    it that you are sold off to the biggest bidder!" He drawled while still smiling at my plight. I felt trapped.


    I somehow controlled my tears and went past him towards my room but halted on my way when his


    voice boomed again.


    "I have decided to get you engaged to the governor''s son."

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    JENNIFER''S POV


    I turned and found father giving me a satisfying look. "Atleast feeding you and keeping you in my house


    made you useful in some way!" He taunted.


    The governor''s son? But how? You might have got influence in the judiciary system, but still... we are


    commoners!


    "What? The governor''s son!? Engaged as in... you want me to marry him?" I asked absolutely


    bewildered. All my pain on the cheek, tiredness gone in a moment.


    "He is a rapist, a pedophile! And a drug addict too! I am not going to-" but he cut me in the middle.


    "Yes you are! You are going to marry the governor''s son. I wanted them to right away fix the marraige


    but the governor wanted a grand ceremony so that''s why you shall get married to him within 2 weeks!"


    He said in despair as if, if he would have been capable, he would have married me off to him that very


    day.


    The governor''s son, Mayank Prakash was a rapist, who was even caught red handed during his


    disgusting act of assaulting minors in one of his farmhouses. The court had sentenced him to 20 year


    jail punishment but his father being a politician, dragged his good-for-nothing-son out of the legal mess


    by bending thew with his money. Mayank was also reported to have been under constant doses of


    illegal drugs but eventually, all the media houses soon drifted away from that issue and the police


    suddenly became at loss of evidence. Hence miraculously iming the pedophile to be innocent. And


    father was ordering me to marry that animal? How could he stoop so low?


    "As for your soon to be husband, you need to groom yourself. So buy some new clothes for yourself


    with this money. I want you to seduce him with your body. I don''t care even if it means getting pregnant


    with his child!" He snarled throwing a bunch of notes on my face.


    How can he be this crude? This unaffected of the situation he is putting me into? I screamed in my


    mind as my eyes welled up again with angry tears. I waspletely helpless in front of father. I had


    never got the strength of going against him, or question him back. But.... what he was asking me to do


    waspletely uneptable!


    "Father please.... please don''t make me do this... That bastard will rape me each day and there shall


    be no one to hear me out! Absolutely no one!" I started begging in front of him, but he stood there


    absolutely unfazed of my plight. I was fretting now, I was feeling as if I was loosing the battle. I couldn''t


    imagine myself being alone in a room with that beast who would do nothing else other than tearing my


    clothes off and breaking me piece by piece.


    To this he shouted," Keep those crocodile tears locked up in yours tear bags you bitch." He strode to


    me and kicked me hard on my legs. I lost bnce and my forehead hit against the dining table.


    I just earned a fresh deep cut for trying to defend myself. Wow! Every girl would dream of having a life


    like mine.


    I thought bitterly.


    "You lucky bitch! You are getting a golden opportunity of ying on heaps of money, jewellery and God


    knows what more goodies, simply by banging yourself against Mayank Prakash but look at you! Trying


    out ways to distort this pretty face of yours!" I was horrified.


    I held his legs and my dam of tears broke. I broke down and tears started flowing profusely,"Papa


    please... please dont sell me off! Please father... I shall do whatever you wish for but please break this


    alliance. I beg of you!" I was pleading now, clutching his legs.


    I was in a sorry state. Blood was oozing from the cut on my ride side forehead, my chapped lips were


    all dry, with scraps of skin peeled off. They were in such a bad condition that if I would even bite them


    gently for once, they would start bleeding. My eyes had be swollen and red due of crying. My


    nose was running due to the constant sobbing. But none of this, melted his heart. He kicked me off his


    leg and got hold of my jaw with force.


    I winced.


    He was squeezing my jaw with great force, leaving my mouth to be open like the gold fish . He leaned


    andmanded in a low menacing tone," I dont want the groom''s family to think that their bride was


    fiesty as hell. Let Mayank discover it on the bed! And, fix this broken state of yours... use whatever you


    feel like to cover these bruises and scars but know one thing. I won''t like people saying that the bride


    was forced to submit in front of the Prakashs'' "


    Then he leaned more and kissed the cut from were the blood had beening out, still holding my jaw


    in a strong grip. He purposely licked the cut by his tongue to clean the blood from there. I flinched with


    disgust, and tried to move back. But, his grip on my jaw only hardened. He further smooched on the cut


    of my forehead, and then slowly stood up to his full length. His eyes were still rooted on me.


    I was feeling as if ants were crawling on my body. I was felt nauseous.


    "This was for calling me papa, darling...." he drawled on thest part.


    I rubbed my cut on the lip and forehead by my hands. I tensed on sensing pain but that didn''t stop me


    from doing so. I wanted to remove that sickening feeling of his lips from my face. His saliva on my


    wonds was making me feel tainted, and beyond repair. What could I possibly expect from a man like


    him who did not feel disgust even by the thought of kissing a girl who had been living with him like his


    daughter all these years!?


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    Then, father walked to the door to lock it, leaving me fallen on the ground. Just then his words started


    resonating in my mind......


    I won''t like people saying that the bride was forced to submit in front of the Prakashs''


    SUBMIT... SUBMIT... SUBMIT!?


    Something snapped inside me when that word kept on whirling inside my mind. I for sure, never


    wanted to be like a damsel in distress waiting for her knight in shining armor to appear out of nowhere


    and save me. No! I was, I am and I shall always be capable enough to take care of myself. I will rise


    from this mess soon, but surely I will never submit. I had never been a weakling in my life. Be it in front


    of my jealous ssmates, bullying college mates orpetition-freak colleagues, I had always


    emerged the winner. This time, the fight may be tough, but I shall not surrender in front of that molester,


    never ever. That''s for sure!


    Afterall, I had always been one of those who rise from the ashes like the Phoenix! I mentally thought,


    as at the end of the day, I was the only one who could support andpose my own self.


    I settled my raking mind and asked the question bugging me for quite a lot of time,"Howe you got


    hold of the governor''s son out of nowhere? Well, we are stillmoners right? Or are you in touch with


    some very powerful people.... You know, owner of some big corporation or big businessman-" but I was


    interrupted.


    "Shut that razer-like tongue of yours! I am not your PA or some servant who is bound to answer each


    and every question of yours." I shouted on my face mming the door.


    So.... I may be right! This may have something to do with the Manthenas and their authority! Soon I


    shall find out!


    I was determined of my intent now, this was about my self respect afterall ! As....


    I don''t do anything at the cost of my dignity!


    Still, my subconscious mind whispered," You are such a hipocrate!" I rolled my eyes.

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    Chapter 17


    JENNIFER''S POV


    "Alright! The operation''s done. The patient needs to rest now for atleast 48 hrs." I instructed the nurse.


    She injected the anesthesia injection ordingly.


    "Dr. Mathews, we have your next patient waiting in your cabin." Informed Mandira, my assistant.


    "Coming!" I replied.


    It had been a week since the forced proposal put on me. And, I had not anticipated any possible


    changes in my daily normal routine. But obviously, my luck seemed to be taking revenge on me for the


    sins Imitted in my previous lives.


    From the very next day, gifts kept flooding the house. Dozens of people woulde each day to either


    congratte father or simply to inspect the goodiesing each day. From gowns to jewellery to


    cosmetics to sweets and what not. I was hating the new-found attention of people in my personal life.


    But father as expected, looked satisfied.


    The bruises and cuts I had earned that night had healed a bit but still, I had to use some concealer to


    hide them properly. For a change, father had stopped hitting me, hence making this job easy. But as


    the days passed, I was bing restless and jittery. It was really happening with me. My wedding with


    that rapist Mayank Prakash.


    I met him on the day of our engagement, two days back. And really, one look and it was confirmed


    what a creep he was.


    FLASHBACK STARTS :-


    "So, Jennifer..." he drawled and caught my hand the second father turned to leave,manding me to


    stay with Mayank in this deserted dining area and get to know each other. We were seated on two of


    the chairs out of almost 20 chairs set round the massive wooden table.


    "Yes, Mr. Prakash." I replied curtly, withdrawing my hand.


    "A, seems like my bride-to-be prefers to start with ''hello kiss'' then actually permit me to touch her...


    hmm, I see." He cooed and inched closer to me. I could smell the pungent odour of nicotine from him,


    even after being at a one hand distance from him. He started ying with the hem of my ankle length


    skirt.


    Although I was taken aback by the level of his shamelessness, somewhere that was shaking my pirs


    of confidence within. We were the only two people present there in the dining table.


    I met his calcted re fearlessly and said," Mind your hands Mr. Prakash. I won''t think twice before


    kicking you in your balls even in public, infront of your honourable guests." Instead of withdrawing his


    hand from my dress, he looked amused.


    "God! Where did you push me into!?" I asked the almighty mentally.


    Hearing my warning, he covered the gap of one chair between us and spoke with a hooded gaze," You


    won''t have the guts of even looking at me haughtily once we are out of here!" I frowned.


    He tugged me by my wrist and pushed me against one of the pirs. I was aghast, my eyes wide open


    in response to his sudden shift in mood. He smiled at my pale face, a creepy grin... as if only reserved


    for me. Then he stered his body against mine and whispered , " Sweety, would you like it if I rip your


    panties and tear off this dress to shreds?..... kind of make you more presentable?" That shook me from


    within.


    "HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP!-" I began to shout but he pressed his hand on my mouth,


    completely making my scream muffled.


    Then he took his lip ring within his mouth, while biting his lip. His bulgy eyes raked my body, from top to


    bottom. I was panicking, thinking of ways to get him off me.


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    All of a sudden, some murmuring began to be audible. The bastard tilted his head a little to see. A


    small group of wedding nners wereing towards our direction. Before anyone could see him


    assaulting me, he quickly stepped back releasing his grip from me. He stealthily moved back to his seat


    and sat down, calm andposed. I was disgusted. This man changed his colours faster than the


    chameleon. How could father possibly expect me to marry such a pathetic animal who pounced on me


    on our very first meeting.


    I slumped back out the pir. I looked up at the ceiling and stared at the moving ceiling fans. Silent


    tears fell down from my eyes. I was not able to get out of this mess which threatened to strip off my


    pride and respect, my most valued possessions. I wanted to run away.


    Before the nners made their way away from the two of us, I quickly stood up and wiped my tears. I


    pasted a fake smile on my face and quickly made my way out.


    FLASHBACK ENDS


    The brown haired olddy was staring at me with a confused look as I kept looking at a distant point, all


    the while thinking of the happenings of my engagement day.


    "So yes Mrs. Kaushik, how are you doing? Did the recent change in doses have any side-effects?" I


    asked the olddy, with a polite smile, quicklying out of my trance.


    As she began talking, I started to jot down the aftereffects as directed by thedy. But once in a while,


    my mind would again slip into the past and throw questions at me, weaving some rescue n.


    Will that stranger help me? Should I go back to the den and ask for his help?


    Should I run away? To some distantnd?


    I shook my head dismissing the ridiculous ideas. The stranger knew nothing about me. Maybe he could


    use my situation against me and take advantage. And running away would do nothing. Now the mess


    included the governor along with my father. They won''t leave a single stone unturned to find me and


    then trap me in their golden cage, that is, this marraige.


    "......whenever I see you, thunder strikes. Thunder strikes me hard!....."


    The words popped up in my mind. Involuntarily, a small smile took over my face.


    "Mandira, inject this tablet in the superficial vein of Mrs. Sharma''s right hand and help the recently


    operated patient gulp down this injection." I stated shaking my head to get rid of the newly arrived


    tingling sensation.


    There was no movement.


    "Mandira?" I inquired again, still keeping my eyes down on the medical report of thedy.


    "Mandira!?" I said out loud, slightly agited because of no response again.


    I raised my eyes to see a surprised Mandira and an amused smile ying on the olddy''s face.


    "What?" I snapped at my assistant.


    "Are you seeing someone special my child?" Thedy asked lovingly all the while grinning at me.


    My eyebrows twitched a little in confusion before I said a big NO.


    "Ummm... yes mam, I shall give Mrs. Sharma her injection and the patient in the operation theatre, his


    tablet." Mandira replied atst, giving me a knowing smile.


    I was more confused.


    Suddenly, the telephone buzzed.


    "Jenny darling, we need to go to the chief minister''s residence to celebrate Mr. and Mrs. Dhoopar''s


    anniversary. I want you to attend the function with Mayank Prakash. Come back to home, now!" Barked


    father and with that, the call was disconnected.


    I froze. I wasn''t in a state to tolerate any vulgarity of that rapist any long.


    "This time if he crosses the line of nonsense, I wont think twice before shooting him in between his


    eyes!" I mentally dered.

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    Chapter 18


    JENNIFER''S POV


    After giving Mandira somest moment instructions, immediately I winded up my stuff from the desk


    and made my way to the elevator. My forehead had gained a wrinkles of anxiety by the time I reached


    the basement, to my car. Dont get mistaken of thinking them to have appeared out of nervousness of


    meeting that Mayank-freaking-Prakash. Well, quite the opposite! They were out of the worry of how to


    save myself from all the legal shit if I ended up shooting that bastard between his eyes! SAVAGE ''me''...


    isn''t it?


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    I drove back to home, purposely driving Sweety at the speed of 30 KMPH. At a point, even an old man


    riding a cycle overtook me. I was amused and endedughing at my childishness.


    I reached my hell on this Earth, parked my car and made my way up the stairs. I was literally climbing


    one step at a time and then counting till ten. I nced on my phone to check the time. It had been one


    and a half hour, since I had left HOPE, The soul reason why I found 18 missed calls from father. But


    this time, I didn''t dread about the consequences of ignoring his calls. Surely he had that much of sense


    of not leaving me bruised just before I was about to attend a party with my for-now-fiance.


    Atst I reached and pressed the bell. The door opened revealing Tristan. He was wearing a hot pink


    velvet coat over a white shirt, looking outrageously hideous! He had pushed his hair back with gel, and


    had several studs on his eyebrows. If he got some magenta strips on his pink coat, I bet he would have


    resemled the ''pink panther''.


    "You here atst, Sweety?" He said while leaning on the door''s frame.


    "Unfortunately yes." I replied while walking past him.


    "So our chickenying golden eggs is finally home huh?" He continued. I ignored the taunt.


    "Dress up. Dad informed that your soon-to-be-husband will be here in 15 minutes." He informed


    casually while his eyes fixated on the porn movie running on the T.V.


    It was clear now that father was really not in the house right now.


    I didn''t bother to respond back. I made my way to my room. I walked to my shelf, now overflowing with


    designer gowns, lehengas, sarees, mini-skirts and a lot more clothes wrapped in jacketed boxes which


    I had not even nced for once. I was used to myfortable t-shirts, denim jeans and some handful


    of full-sleeve kurtis. The kurtis were especially to hide away and marks I got due to some wrathful


    encounter between me and father. That''s it.... I never ever demanded for more.


    Izily moved my eyes up and down the cupboard, inspecting the beautiful outfits. Finally after some


    tussle, I decided on red , shimmery off-shoulder lehenga with a dupatta on it.I thought of pairing it


    with a simple heart shaped locket. I had almost ransacked the jewellery boxes to find something simple


    but appealing.


    Then, wearing my usual and simple titan watch on my left hand, I looked for some bracelet for the right.


    Finally, I found a bracelet which somehow took my breath away. It had Cresent moons and stars


    dangling from it.


    Stars.... something which had always given me peace.


    I was ready with everything to wear for the anniversary party. I proceeded further towards the door to


    latch it. I was about to close the door when suddenly a hand stopped it.


    Who the hell is this? Father?!


    To my relief and disgust both, it was Tristan. He pushed the door hard and barged into the room,


    knocking me at a side.


    He inspected the room, specifically the dress I was about to wear, had he not pocked his ugly nose in


    my business....again.


    "Don''t you think this dress shall cover those pretty breasts a lot?" He asked narrowing his eyes, and


    stroking his chin as if in deep thought.


    "Leave Tristan." I said in overly calm tone, through gritted teeth.


    To this, all of sudden, the jerk cornered me and held me by my shoulders. He looked pissed off. I was


    confused.


    "Why Jennifer! Why me?" He spat in an agonized way. I frowned in confusion.


    "I have loved you since day one! I always wanted you to be mine." He shouted as if I was deaf. I simply


    rolled my eyes. A blockhead lover was thest thing I wanted to add in my list of headaches!


    "Move fucking back Tristan!" But instead of moving back off my personal space, he ran his index finger


    on my face. I immediately swat it away and kicked him on his shin. He lost bnce and fell to the


    ground. I thundered,"Dont you dare show me your shitty love! I was never yours, A. Because I am the


    age of your elder freaking sister. B. You know nothing about love and are a lust thirsty orgy and C. I


    hate my to-be-husband but still, I am engaged to him!"


    Slowly, but steadily his eyes turned bloodshot red. He lunged towards me. He was on the edge of


    strangling me when father''s voice boomed.


    "MOVE AWAY FROM HER TRISTAN!" And the bastard froze. I pushed him back and pped him


    hard, very hard. His face jerked to a side. He was beyond angry now. Father, luckily ignored my actions


    and informed curtly,"Mr. Prakash and his son are waiting for you in the car, in the basement. We shall


    follow you in our car."


    I was finding myself drowning in the whirlpool of negative feelings. One monster, then another, and


    another.... the list didn''t seem to end. I sighed and nodded. Seeing the cue, Tristan left the room


    without uttering a single word. Instantly, I locked yhe door and leaned on it exhausted, even before the


    party and the real creepy guy yet to be faced.


    I soon straightened myself, and dressed up. After applying the kohl on eyes, eyeliner and the


    sheer(well, its my favorite part of make-up) I gave ast approving look to myself in the mirror, and


    walked out the room, in simple maroon wedges.


    Still somewhere, in the back of the mind, I was slowly getting the vibes of getting drained.


    Shall I always lead this life of imbnce, no support and nopassion? Simply be predated for my


    outer beauty?


    I pushed back those threatening thoughts....


    Why threatening?


    Because I didn''t have answers to those questions.... and I was afraid maybe the possible answer was a


    Yes with a capital Y.

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    Chapter 19


    JENNIFER''S POV


    The ride to the chief minister''s residence was a 30 minute silent affair. Except of some questions


    thrown to me from my soon-to-be-father-inw Sumit Prakash. They were all my job oriented


    questions, so I was quite at ease. All the way though, I found myself avoiding the lustfull bulgy eyes of


    Mr. Prakash Jr. Soon, we entered the Rajpath Marg, the colony were all the administrative, political


    delegates resided.


    It was posh, each seeding house better than the previous one. The houses... no, the mansions


    were all present in an organized honeb structure. Each mansion, having a fountain at the


    entrance and a big patch of garden. Soon, we reached the end of thene. The car stopped there. I


    shifted my gaze from my left side to the right, to view the other side through the window. And what I


    saw was a sight to behold.


    This, was not at all a mansion, it was a pce! All of it decorated with golden and silver lights. The


    gates itself were great,grand,gigantic and...... Well, the sight was something out of the world.


    I could literally feel my jaw touching the ground. What the hell was happening in my life!? I was a


    commoner till yesterday! But today, seeing my current position, I highly doubted that now. If a few


    monthes ago, someone would have said me that one day, I would be eating in the house of the chief


    minister on his expense, I would have given that person Dr. Patel''s number, our psychiatrist in HOPE.


    But look at me, my fate! I was feeling like that poor goat which is fed a lot, taken care of, pampered


    before actually getting ughtered.


    Ignoring my dumbstruck expression, Mayank took my hand and tugged me out of the Audi. I couldn''t


    fight his hand now in front of his father so I didn''t appear reluctant. We stood there at the gate, while


    the valet took the keys of the car. Once done, the security guards scanned us for any possible


    weapons hid in the folds. On finding none, they let us in.


    I was gaping my surroundings like an idiot. I was mesmerized by the variety of roses growing in the


    garden. I made a mental note of slipping away from the party ande there after some time to get


    some fresh air. The house was like the Victoria Memorial of Calcutta. Spendid! There was a grand


    fountain located at the centre of the path meeting the pce. Having, four fountainsbining together


    and sshing the water in the shape of a swan. At their base were beautiful pink lotuses floating. I


    really wanted to stop, turn, move to the lotuses and kiss them, feel their soft petals against my lips. But


    ofcourse, I didn''t want to look like a douchebag, so quietly I followed Sumit Prakash, with my hand still


    in Mayank''s grip. We reached the wooden doors of the pce. I quickly wiggled my hand out of his grip


    and further swat his hand away when he tried to ce it on my lower back.


    The doors were well polished, with carvings of royal elephants on it and flowers at the borders, giving


    the entrance it''s majestic look.


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    If the entrance itself is so alluring, what expectations should I keep with the interior design?


    I thought mentally


    Then, as Sumit Prakash knocked on the door, I noticed the marble carving at the side of the door.


    "THE DHOOPARS"


    It read.


    I was really looking forward on how this evening of mine was going to pass....

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    Chapter 20


    JENNIFER''S POV


    The double doors opened as two red uniformed men pulled it revealing a grand ballroom behind it. The


    theme of the party seemed to be golden and silver colors. I again stood at the entrance, gawking at the


    decorations done. And again, Mayank pulled me in as I got lost admiring the preparations done for their


    special day.


    The entire decor was giving me a feeling as if I was about to meet a king and queen of some state.


    To the left of the hall was a wooden stage set up for the couple to address their guests. It was


    decorated with numerous photos of Mr. and Mrs. Dhoopar in their youthful days. They really looked


    deep in love.


    There were several tables ced for the guests which were assigned by their names. Mr. Sumit led the


    way and the rest of the two of us followed. There were atleast 200 people present in the ceremony


    leading to quite a lot of hustle and bustle. Luckily, our table was in the front row.


    Once seated, I took a sweeping look at my surroundings.


    While Mr. Dhoopar was busy attending to his guests, most likely the ministers of the cab, Mrs.


    Dhoopar on the other hand, could not stop gushing about her diamond ne and earrings set.


    "Pretty amusing!" I thought, giving a half smile.


    Mr. Dhoopar was a tall man in histe 60s, a very sophisticated person though. Each and every word


    he spoke was measured, calcted. He had a french beard with grey eyes, that gave him a don''t-


    mess-with-me look. He had worn a ck three piece suit. I was fascinated with the way he was


    carrying himself, with great authority.


    "Still, he doesn''t have the enigma like that stranger in the den." My subconscious mind whispered.


    What!? From where did thate from? I winced on... I don''t know what. That guy wasn''t ready to


    leave my head.


    On the other hand, Mrs Dhoopar draped herself with an orange Sabhyasachi saree, pairing it with that


    diamond set. It was apparently her anniversary gift. She was a plumb, fair as the snowdy with


    attractive blue eyes. She and the otherdies from her kitty were gossiping about the alliance she had


    bagged for her daughter with one of the devils. I couldn''t properly hear the name of the guy, it possibly


    started with A though.


    "Perfect opposites of one other and perfectly perfect for each other too!" I thought for the Dhoopars.


    We were seated in front of the stage. Behind us, on the other end of the hall, was a big heart, from the


    top ceiling to the floor, made up of red and white roses. Several girls, around my age were busy taking


    hundreds of selfies there. Some guys were chatting and flirting with the ''chics'' they found ''hot''. Every


    single person seemed to have spentkhs of rupees to get ready for this one night.


    "Thank god I didn''te wearing Anarkali!" I mentally patted myself for not touching Anarkali for a


    party like this. She''s my favorite though... Haven''t I told you about her? Well.... she''s my favorite pink


    coloured salvar kameez. I repeat... Do Not Judge Me. I like naming my stuff. It makes me feel I have


    friends.


    Through the heart, the way led to a medium sized garden, fully decorated with scented candles, were


    the banquet had been arranged.


    In short, everything was marvelous!


    Then, I waitere towards me, with a tray, full of differently coloured liquids in those typical narrow


    mouthed wine sses, high up in the air in one hand.


    "Madam.... Merlot, Grenach, Gamay or Martini?" He asked bringing the tray in front of me. I kept mum.


    This caught the attention of the father and hs filthy son beside me.


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    Never in my life, had I ever tasted wine or alcohol. I didn''t even know the difference between the two if


    any. What should I supposingly say? I kept staring at the sses, embarrassed, my face acquiring a


    red tint.


    "Madam....?" The person asked again.


    I was loosing my confidence in front of these filthy rich people. To my continued silence, Mayank


    smirked at me, mockingly and my soon-to-be-father-inw muttered,"bloody primitive bride!"


    "I uh... uh.. shall go for a ss of water please." I stammered. But luckily, the waiter didn''t give me a


    judging look.


    "Sure madam." And then, he left.


    I soon drew my attention to my fingers, fiddling with them. Afterall, I wasn''t one of these people, hence


    this sudden change ofpany, status was making me ufortable.


    "So, our children would say that before marraige, their mother used to live on streets? Atleast, she is


    that primitive in her taste and knowledge for sure!" Mayank said, in an exasperated way, clenching his


    chest.


    I was shell-shocked.


    "Just because I don''t have drinks... you call such a Cardiologist as primitive of knowledge? And as far


    as my taste is concerned, you are the very first person to eye-fuck me, apart from the boys here,in this


    dress of my choice. Damn.it."


    I was literally on the verge of spitting this out on their faces, but didn''t as I knew the grave


    consequences it would lead to. So, I went for something more polite.


    "In case we have kids, (which I highly doubt) what would they say..? That their father tends to fuck


    children. So... should they remain on high-alert too?" I said innocently, batting myshes.


    To this, Mayank fell silent, with widened eyes.


    "Take that you bastard!" I screamed mentally.


    "Shut up you bitch!" Thundered the bastard''s father. This grabbed the attention of a few people around


    us. I stood up and made my way to the garden.


    "Enough of this bullshit!" I whisper-yelled.


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    The garden outside the ballroom was peaceful, calm. It was something which was shielding me from


    those judgemental looks I had been garnering inside.


    Apart from the scented candles, the clear starry night sky was adding a miraculous effect to the


    environment. I stared up. I always did this, whenever upset. Counting the stars was my favourite thing


    to do to think past my troubles. But soon those stupid drops of water clouded my vision.


    Nobody, absolutely noone had got the right of belittling my hard work of 10 years. Being a cardiologist,


    tending to a person''s heart is not a child''s y. I had worked day in and day out to earn that post I have


    today. Not knowing fancy wine names could not tarnish my character or persona or any other damn


    thing about me.


    "That''s Ursa Major you are looking at and the one to the west of it is Cassiopeia... MY favorite." Said a


    silky voice behind me leaving me in awe and admiration.


    I turned and was struck by the beauty this person had!

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    Chapter 21


    JENNIFER''S POV


    I turned to witness a girl in a blue gown smiling warmly at me. She was devastatingly beautiful!


    If I was honeyplexioned then she was fair as if touched by the snow kes themselves. And on it,


    the peacock blue eyes behind the white rimless spectacles were altogetherly a deadlybination.


    Her red lips were going well with her light-hued skin. Her skin was so milky that it looked like if you


    pinched, it shall turn red. As if that was not enough, the shimmery blue gown was totally matching her


    eye color.


    I blurted out," You are undeniably the most beautiful girl I ever came across!"


    Shit! Did I just made myself look stupid?


    But her reply definitely left me blushing hard.


    "Hmm, seems like someone stole my exact thoughts for you!" She chirped pping her hands together.


    I let out a shortugh.


    She came beside me and introduced herself,"Hi, I am Nayantara. But my near and dear ones call me


    Tara. You can too!" She said holding her hand in front of me.


    Oh! She''s the daughter of the chief minister!


    I nervously returned the handshake,"Hello, I am Jennifer Mathews. Well... Jenny for you too." I said


    giving a polite smile.


    She huffed. "Ohe on! I won''t eat you up!" Tara eximed, throwing up her hands as if in despair. I


    laughed out loud. She had an extremely friendly nature who could quickly make friends, unlike me.


    "Want some?" She asked me offering me a bowl full of jalebis. I had not at all noticed it by now.


    Well, who was I to deny such a sweet and delicious and inviting offer? I quickly took two of them. She


    giggled at my love for the sweet dish.


    The air out there was full with the aroma of mouth watering delicacies. Starting from appetizers to


    starters to main-course. And I was more than happy to find the dessert counter to have a lot many


    goodies! Whoa... Lucky Me.


    We got seated at a side table. Except for the waiters arranging the tables and the chefs looking after


    the dinner preparations.


    Rubbing her hands together, Tara beamed," So... Let''s talk our hearts out!" I was overwhelmed by her


    humbleness and homely quotient which she emitted by her persona.


    I too,pletely at ease by now, leaned forward too, as if we were about to share our darkest secrets


    with one-another.


    "Do you know why Cassiopeia is my favorite constetion?" I shook my head.


    "That''s because it signifies queen Cassiopeia who was as beautiful as you and as haughty as me!" She


    said crunching her nose and pouting all along.


    Iughed at her childishness, which only made her more adorable." You, for sure aren''t haughty. You


    are sweet." I said pressing her hand in assurance. She simply shrugged not before flipping her


    cascading raven hair behind.


    Tara was one of those people who were straightforward about themselves. One of those who didn''t


    cloud her judgment about others based on her ego or other''s rants. I instantly liked her nature.


    Like her dress itself, she seemed to me like the ice. Someone who would take others wrath on her


    even though it would end up hurting her. Calm, chirpy character which shall push any person to mingle


    with her and listen to her never ending talks. She was someone who would not go against the people


    she loved even if it meant giving up her choices.


    I on the other hand was like fire. Hot, dazzling and which threatens you to burn. I never expected


    anyone toe close to me to end up as ashes. I couldn''t be so thoughtful ever to take the burden of


    someone else''s mistakes or save that person just because he or she was of my acquaintance. Helping


    people was different and covering someone else''s mistake was different.


    I never let people, especially criminals and traitors get away with it. On the top of it, I was not at all


    open and chattery in any respects. I had always kept my thoughts to my self and curling within in my


    world of dreams.... which I wanted toe true.


    "Oh my God! I just remembered.... you are the fiance of Mayank Prakash. Aren''t you?" She all of a


    sudden, squealed.


    Oh god! The media and the gossip column! Argh...


    And again...! We are back to my shitty life! I mentally groaned. I couldn''t do anything except of giving


    her a bitter, self-deprivedugh.


    "Don''t mind! But how did you agree for an alliance with that "swine-cum-bastard-cum-asshole" and


    ofcourse "son of a bitch" ? " she huffed, and I witnessed the snow white in front of me turning all red


    with anger.


    "I don''t have a choice unfortunately.... now, even I think there is no other option." I replied, huffing in


    defeat.


    "But are you ''happy'' ?" Tara asked specifically quoting the word ''happy'' with her fingers. Her face was


    dripping with concern.


    How I wish I had someone like you as family? I thought mentally, cursing my fate.


    I shrugged. "You have no idea about what I am going through now in my life... I have to figure out many


    things." I whispered, suddenly feeling low, deprived of energy.


    "Ok so... leave it.. tell me something you! Your fiance... Mr. A.." but before I couldplete, Tara stood


    up, furious. She was looking agonized, as if deeply hurt.


    "I am not at all going to marry Abhimanyu Shaurya!" She snarled, her bubbly, talkative demeanor gone


    all of a sudden, reced by sheer rage.


    She was shivering now, in wrath, desperately trying to control herself by balling her fists.


    "I am really very sorry... its just what I heard in there-" but she cut me.


    "I have a boyfriend for God''s sake. Why don''t they understand!?" Saying so, she copsed on the chair,


    with a wearied look.


    I was feeling bad for having made her feel so helpless. I was cursing myself for initiating a topic which


    shook her like that. I wanted to take back my words.


    But she squeezed my hand in assurance. I was taken aback. Then, adjusting her sses, she spoke,"


    Sorry... you know.. I came back from New York a week ago. My boyfriend Gaurav was too join me soon


    after. I was super excited to tell father about us. But dad broke the news of me getting arranged to one


    of the devils. Firstly, it was Dhanush Mahasena. But then, all of a sudden... he backed out and


    Abhimanyu Shaurya stepped in. I was totally caught off guard. I love Gaurav.. I wish,shall, will, marry


    only and only him! I don''t want to even associate myself with the Mafia! Criminal like him can never be


    my husband.. FOR SURE!"


    I was devastated. Even Nayantara was being pushed into a Marriage she didn''t approve of! The


    difference was only that she had loving parents who cared for her. While me, huh... I did not even have


    parents! Let alone think of someone pitying my condition!


    And the devils!? Really? Couldn''t her parents see that they were really ruthless, brutal people residing


    on Mother Earth to simply cause havoc? Provoking Terrorism and spreading hatred? I had never seen


    any of the four devils, some say it to be rumours while others said it wss only a mere way of tarnishing


    names of influential men. Yet some were in the opinion that they were cruel demons for the humanity


    behind the facade of profiting billionaires.


    I was in awe of Nayantara. She was trying hard not to break and be bold to manage her problems on


    her on. I could simply pray for the best for her. I took her hand as spoke," Why don''t you tell you


    parents about the consequences of getting married to such a beast? Surely, they won''t want to leave


    you in misery like this!?"


    To this, she withdrew her hand scoffing. I could sense that all the act of the couple in there, in the


    ballroom wasn''ting together. They were surely hiding facts from the public.


    Maybe they are simply putting up a show of being a perfect, normal couple. Maybe they are


    pressurizing her to ept the proposal for... power, money? Or maybe I am overthinking it? But this


    isn''t a trivial matter to let go...


    Just then, I was pulled out of my trance by ady behind me addressing Tara.


    "Miss dhoopar, master and hisdy ask for your presence indoors for the cake cutting." She informed.


    Tara nodded.


    Then taking my hand, she lead me inside. I was nervous now... I badly wanted to ask it to her but


    couldn''t really muster the courage. But it was important so... I stopped on my tracks.


    Sensing that I was no longer beside her, she turned frowning. I finally asked," So now, we are friends


    right?" To this, she stood aghast, wide wide eyes and an open mouth, absolutely dumbstruck.


    Damn you Jenny! She still remains a ''Dhoopar''.. why shall she be even considering the idea of you


    being her friend ?


    My subconscious mind echoed. I was fretting, feeling embarrassed.


    But all of a sudden, she burst outughing hard. I was taken aback, clueless about that sudden


    outburst ofughter.


    See! You open your mouth and insult yourself!


    My subconscious mind again poked me. I felt foolish, standing there, but what she replied back, left me


    speechless.


    "Oh Jenny dear..... you already became my friend when I offered you my jalebi. I don''t really share my


    goodies with people, let alone a jalebi," she said as a matter of fact. "Now... you can be my best friend!


    Like forever!" She chirped, breathlessly recovering from the hardugh.


    I was again at loss of words.


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    How can someone be so sweet and adorable!?


    Was the only thing my mind was not able to digest. Afterall, I didn''t always came across such angels


    like Nayantara every day!


    Then, intertwining our arms, she dragged me to the ballroom. We soon reached near the stage. I


    intentionally ignored even looking for once towards my table. What could I possibly expect from that


    pedophile!


    Possibly licking some slut''s throat in some corner! I thought.


    On being called by her parents, from up the dias, Tara quickly gave me a small smile and walked


    towards the stage. There, stood her dad and mom, weing her warmly.


    Mr. Dhoopar went up to the podium and spoke a few words regarding his wife, their marriage, their


    journey of 35 years together. Then, slowly he went back to Mrs. Dhoopar and spoke aloud on the


    mic,"Ladies and gentlemen, this cake up here is not only for the asion of our wedding anniversary


    but also for my daughter Nayantara!" He said pointing towards a 5-tier cake located at the centre of the


    stage. Each tier had a different vor- chocte, vani, blueberry, dark chocte and the uppermost


    of pineapple.


    To this announcement, Tara visibly stiffened.


    "We have found a perfect match for our doting daughter as she has decided to get married!" He added,


    as if drowning in the pool of joy. Mrs. Dhoopar could not contain her happiness. She went to her


    beloved daughter and hugged her. But Tara seemed to be pale, barely standing straight. By now, see


    seemed to have lost all hope.


    How can her parents love her dearly yet ignore her wish and push her in hell by marrying her off to the


    devil?


    I was again and again questioning myself. I desperately wanted to help her out of this situation but I


    myself was stuck in a simr state and could not find a way out.


    "And he is-" Mr. Dhoopar was cut in by amotion and loud shouts from behind of us.


    "FIRE! FIRE! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!"

 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.

 Chapter 23

    Chapter 23


    DHANUSH''S POV


    I drove like a maniac on the streets, almost banging into every second car. I soon drove into the


    Rajpath Marg. From the entrance of the colony itself, the rising up of the smoke was visible.


    I was dreading the worst possibilities. I did not care if the cab lost even their chief minister but I


    cared a hell lot if Jennifer was affected by a single scratch.


    I drove in and raced down thene toe across thest mansion to have caught fire in its central


    wing. It was possibly the hall were they had arranged the anniversary ceremony.


    Hell yes! They had invited the four devils, well aware of our so called business and real business. But I


    was not in a mood of reciprocating to any kind of conversation with anyone in my present fucked up


    state. While Shiv and Rudra were in Monaco, inaugurating our new hotel chain there. Abhi was in Delhi


    looking to any immediate threats from Phoenix.


    I made a mental note of checking on Joseph whom I had given the responsibility to notify me of every


    damn movement of Jennifer. Then how the hell did I note to know that she had to attend this


    fucking party!?


    I quickly got down and stormed towards the front gates. The people there were rushing out from the


    main door. I was least concerned about them. I had to look for Jennifer. Going in from the front door


    would have only attracted unnecessary attention of the onlookers that why the hell was a multi-


    billionaire business tycoon dashing into a zing mansion when all the "sane" people were moving out


    of it?


    I took a turn and ran towards the back of the


    now-dazzling-pyre-cum-house and spotted a small garden having all the dinner preparations done


    there. From there I noticed a closed door leading inside. It had caught fire and the sparks were being


    emitted. I dashed into it with my shoulder colliding the wooden frame with a thud. Luckily, the door


    broke apart.


    Inside the hall, was a real mess. The fire had been spreading in an rming rate, because of all the


    synthetic materials used to decorate the room. All of the room had got vacant with people rushing out


    from the main door. The smoke was making it difficult for seeing through the room clearly. If I stayed for


    long, it could possibly choke the hell out of my breathing systems. I was getting anxious now.


    The fire ridden curtains were swaying in the air, making movement difficult. I tried to adjust my eyes


    amidst the blck smoke. I kept on moving, and then.... I saw her at a corner near the fire-caught wooden


    floor of the dias.


    I furrowed my brows in confusion.


    She was standing with her back towards me, absolutely still with no attempts to get out of the "pre-


    heated oven" without getting charred.


    I moved towards her, steadily. Her dress was beautiful buttely it had started acquiring wrinkles due to


    the heat of the zing mes. It was clinging to her body, the sparks of fire were almost burning her


    skin, making it red, but oblivious to all of it, she remained transfixed on her ce, continously gazing at


    some distant point. I was really getting pissed for herck of any reflexes.


    I soon rushed to her but the expression worried me. She was still staring at nothing, but her features


    were very tense. She had escaped in her trance reliving some trauma of her past. She was constantly


    murmuring something. I was perplexed. I jerked her a little but she didn''t budge.


    The fire was engulfing everything now, we needed to hurry to make it safe outside. I cupped her cheeks


    and whispered ,"Sweetheart, we need to move out. Please rx and breathe." To this she turned her


    gaze towards me and said ,"They all died... in fire. Leaving me all alone.... I saw them burning,


    screaming out for help... but they held me tightly in their grip...." she was shaking now, with teary eyes.


    I carressed her hair, surprisingly she leaned to my touch...again and eyes fluttered before closing, and


    she fell unconscious. I quickly bnced her in my arms and picked her up in the bridal style. I soon


    started moving to the back door. Luckily, we made it out of the house before anything came down


    crashing.


    I made my way to my car, opened the passenger seat and slid Jennifer there, securing her with seat-


    belt. Her body had turned red due to the furnace like conditions she had been in all this while. We soon


    moved out of Rajpath Marg and started to her house. I drove down the road once in a while looking at


    her. Her lips were still trembling because of the nightmare she had been living in her dream. I badly


    wanted to kiss her trembling lips, embrace her tightly and make her rx, which I know she would have


    in my proximity.


    We soon reached to her apartment. I parked my Audi in the basement and slide out of my seat. I


    jogged to the to the passenger side and opened the door. I firstly took out her house''s spare key from


    the glovepartment and slid it in my pocket. Then I unbuckled the seat-belt and picked up Jennifer


    in my arms.


    I was mentally thumping my back for ordering Joseph to make a spare key of her house and keep it in


    each and every car I had. I had made him do it for any situation where I had to "visit" her unannounced,


    ofcourse. Each night, I had been restless on my bed and had somehow stopped myself from breaking


    into her house to steal a kiss or two.


    I took the lift and pressed the 2nd floor button. All the while, I had been staring at her face. It took


    tonnes of restrain to not loose my mind and refrain myself from doing more just caressing her. At the


    back of the mind, I was contemting a possible exnation in case I came across any of the inmates


    of her house. The lift soon stopped on the second floor. I somehow slid open the


    Fortunately, the house was locked which indicated the house to be empty. I bent down and put


    Jennifer''s feet on the ground. She was still unconscious, unknown to her surroundings. I slid my arm


    around her waist, keeping her steady while from the other, unlocked the door. Then again taking her in


    my arms, I got in the house.


    What I figured out in the switched off, dark environment was that it was a moderate house with the all


    basic amenities present. It didn''t have much decorative items present. Out of the three bedrooms


    present, I guessed the room to be hers which had a hell lot of novels stuffed in the cupboard at the very


    entrance. Iid the angel down on the single bed. She was calm now.


    I decided against changing her clothes to somefortable ones. Afterall, I didn''t want to give her a


    shock when she wakes up the next morning. Instead, I settled myself with taking off her ornaments.


    She was not at all like the other girls I had been with. ''ELEGANCE WITH SIMPLICITY'' seemed to be


    her unspoken statement each time my path had crossed hers. I knelt on one knee and observed her


    face. The full moon''s light was the only thing illuminating the room, making my soon to be angel more


    angelic. I loosened the messy bun of her hair and let her ck hair to cascade down.


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    I began tracing my finger gently on her face, her eyes, nose, that mole, her lips... That might have


    caused a tickling sensation as she stirred in her sleep. Unknowingly, she put her arm around my neck


    and pulled me towards her. That surprised me a bit but soon I rxed on deciphering that she was a


    soundsleeper, in her deep slumber. I was now inches away from her luscious lips. I didn''t want to take


    any advantage of her, she was a hell lot exhausted. But, my body ofcourse didn''t adhere to my rational


    mind and immediately bent down to touch her lips. I stole a slow kiss and moved back before I lost


    control.


    I couldn''t take it anymore. Seven days seemed to be as great as seven eons now.... So I decided that...


    " I promise Sweetheart, within the next three days, I shall make you mine. You shall be Jennifer


    Mathews Mahasena within the next three days! Its my word to you!" I dered holding her hand.


    I just sealed her future with my decision.


    Then finally, kissing her on her forehead I got up. I had to go to finish one very important task. Thinking


    about it itself brought an evil smirk on my face.


    "We shall meet soon sweetheart, but I need to take care of the scumbag lying between us!" I whispered


    with a malicious smirk on my face.


    With that, I slid out of her house, not before taking her bracelet with me.

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    Chapter 24


    JENNIFER''S POV


    The sun rays stretched out from the clouds like long, artistic fingers as they seeped into my room from


    the window. It made the room warm and me, cozy. But that''s not what woke me up.


    My rm clock ced on the side table had got one great job to do each day. It was of waking me up


    at 5 am daily. Meditation and yoga was a must for half an hour in the morning, always round the year


    without any exception for any day. All these years, it had never dissappointed me. But today, even that


    wasn''t the reason I got up at 9 in the morning.


    "Who turned off the rm clock?"


    Was what I had been wondering.


    What actually woke me up was the yelling taking ce in the living room. Though the door of my room


    was closed, still the shouts of father were prominent. I could hear them clearly.


    For what is he shouting in this early hour of the day!?


    I mentally groaned. By body was aching badly and my head seemed to be spinning, even after


    sleeping for more in the morning. It felt as if I had been thrown into a juicer and I was helplessly


    whirling in that machine.


    Then, something struck me.


    How did I get here? I was at the party.... in the ballroom... then, someone screamed about fire... then?


    After that point, my mind waspletely nk. I was clutching the bedsheet tightly as I tried to


    remember how I ended up in my bedroom.


    Maybe a considerate and caring person helped me get here? Was it Tara? I wondered.


    But whoever it was, that person would really have been an angel.... a person with golden heart...


    I thought mentally, with a genuine smile on my face.


    I quickly got up from the bed and was about to proceed towards the bathroom when I halted on my


    tracks. The sound of the T.V. grabbed my attention and the next moment, I was peeping out of my room


    to hear what the distress was all about.


    "Our sources inform that Mr. Mayank Prakash was found hanging from the ceiling of his vi located in


    Bandra. Apparently, the cops have also found a confession letter near the corpse were Mr. Prakash


    epted his crimes including him being a pedophile."


    The news reporter informed.


    "No! No! No! It''s a murder! I am damn sure! What the hell! How did this happen?!" Thundered father.


    He had already be hysterical. He was relentlessly trying different numbers on his phone to see


    whether the news was urate or a bluff.


    "The police informed that the handwriting in the confession letter matches with Mr. Prakash''s. There


    are no signs of any struggle in the body which confirm it to be a self-willed suicide."


    "I am damn sure there''s some or the other foul y... he was perfectly finest night! How can he


    possibly do this? What about the alliance now!?" To say that father was shocked would be an


    understatement. He was shaken on this sudden development.


    "Well... we''ll ditch it! What more!?"


    Screamed my overly thrilled mind. I was barely controlling myself from screaming out loud, giggle and


    dance in the middle of the living room.


    I wanted to rejoice,ugh and throw pillows here and there. I had to press my hand on my mouth to


    prevent myself from squealing out of my uncontroble happiness!


    I quickly got in my room and locked my door. Leaning on my back on the closed door, I let out an


    inaudibleugh and grinned. I kept grinning like an idiot for a long time and then finally, let out a sigh. I


    was happy on someone''s death. That fact itself was depressing but I simply couldn''t ignore the fact that


    the scoundrel deserved it! Whether it was a suicide or a murder, I didn''t know and till a point, cared the


    least. But I was beyond d that now, I was free! Again.... like my older times! I couldn''t contain my


    happiness anymore and decided to make this day special.


    It was second Saturday today which ment I had to go for a morning shift in the hospital andter to an


    oldage home in the evening, close to HOPE itself.


    I quickly did my daily chores of the day and selected a fine royal blue colored salwar kameez for today.


    I wanted to make this day special by putting extra efforts on myself and enjoy the day as it came. That''s


    the reason why I decided to put on a little makeup and give myself a new, fresh avatar. I used the kohl


    and put it beneath my eyes then applied some eyeliner. Unlike the other days, I decided to put on some


    red lipstick and have a genuine, sweet smile on my face today. Lastly, by applying a small ck bindi


    between my eyes, Ipleted the look. To be true, I was looking pretty. I gave an ear-to-ear smile to


    myself looking at the mirror and then collecting my phone and the other essentials, I made my way out


    of the house. Luckily, by the time I got to the living room, father had already left somewhere while


    Tristan had his school.


    I reached the basement and got into Sweety, then I made my way to HOPE. Today, the traffic didn''t


    seem to annoy me. I had to wait in a jam for around 30 minutes but I enjoyed the wait while listening to


    my favorite Kishore Kumar hits. Then finally, I reached the hospital within time. I parked my car in its


    usual ce behind the hospital and then punched my i-card at the security desk, marking my presence


    for the day. I made my way to the cabin in the 10th floor, in the Cardio-department. There, Mandira


    briefed me about the patients I had to operate on and a meeting I had to attend with the directors of theThis belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    hospital for suggestions on any development issues of the hospital. Once done, I straightaway went to


    the canteen to have my breakfast. It had been a ritual now, all these years since mamma went away, I


    never ate in the house neither did I cook for anyone. It was just some confectionery baking I did


    whenever alone in the house, which was very rare. Otherwise, all the meals I had were all from the


    canteen or some take-away point.


    I took the elevator and reached the ground floor, today genuinely returning the smiles the passersby


    were giving me. As I entered, I heard someone from the ''Amateur Flock'' shout, "Absolutely no one has


    got the guts of knocking me in a bout of arm wrestling!" He was possibly an intern from the pharmacy


    department. The other guy joined him, " True! He is unbeatable!" The other guys present there hooted


    and nodded in agreement.


    Actually, the ''Amateur Flock'' was a title given each year, to the new staff of the hospital, be it a doctor


    or a nurse or even an ountant and they were considered to be the warm blooded group full of


    energy. They had the responsibility of organizing the celebrations of different festivals in the hospital


    while we the seniors, were there to organize the birthdays. It was a system created by the directors


    which kept our monotonous, difficult time to have a twist, rx an enjoy! So, in a way Amateur Flock


    could be termed as the freshers of the hospital.


    On a normal sucking day, I would have rolled my eyes and shaking my head in annoyance, I would


    have chosen the table farthest to them. But... as today was not a regr sucked up day, I went for a


    change.....


    "Seems like I am up for a bet then!" I said looking at them and tilting my head a little and folding my


    hands, as if inviting that pharma-guy for a challenge. While the other guys checked me out from head


    to toe in a quizzical manner, that guy smirked. He was sexy, too be true. ck curly hair covered his


    forehead while his emerald eyes shone in the light.


    "But still, you like the chocte brown ones from the den more! Isn''t it?" Whispered the most annoying


    part of my brain! And I grit my teeth in response, still having the confident look on my face.


    "Then, I guess I need to be a little soft... I promise I wont break your hand in the process" he drawled at


    his jibe, the sexy smirk not leaving the corner of his lips. His fellow pals chuckled.


    I shook my head in denial with a mischievous smile ying on my face, " Don''t you worry! In case you


    break yours, I shall talk to your head of the department and provide you with some day-offs!" That


    caught him off-gaurd, but he seemed to be liking our banter.


    Take that you... umm handsome colleague? I smiled.


    "Alright then, miss... beautiful? Up fo a fight?" He asked.


    "Always!" I quipped. Then walking ro him, I sat opposite to him, where his fallow pals stepped aside for


    making way for me.


    He opened his cufflink of his right hand and folded his sleeve. I saw the edge of his hand having tattoo


    of a scorpion.


    "Like what you see?" He asked with a wink.


    "Not much actually" I replied mentally as a matter of fact but I settled with a flirty smile.


    We intertwined our right palms with one-another and ced our elbows on the table. Soon, on a


    whistle, thepetition began and really, he was good. His muscles were flexing as he applied


    pressure on my hand, gradually, and the war began.


    None of us were ready to back off, while he wss grunting now and then, I was rxed keeping my left


    arm transfixed on the side of the table.


    Some of the passersby got interested in match, possibly thinking how a girl agreed to such a


    proposition given by a guy?


    I scoffed and screamed mentally, " Narrow-minded jerks!"


    But to my dismay, my palm began to bend towards my side of the table. I was rmed. Just then....


    "Dr. Jennifer! If you are done with your gimmicks, can we talk? Like it shall be after weeks I guess!"


    Called out an exasperated voice too familiar to me.

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    Chapter 25


    JENNIFER''S POV


    "NO... NOT AGAIN! THIS GIRL!" I exahled. Shrishti, my collegue but from the physiotherapy


    department. She was standing behind me. My opponent seemed to be more eager to see who it was


    for which is attention shifted from his hand to her behind. And that instant was when I pinned his arm


    on the table surface with a thud. He got twisted on a side for that sudden impact. And me, with a


    triumphant smile, I got up with grace ever so slowly like a queen and waved at him as I started walking


    towards Shrishti, my back towards him.


    Shrishti Ahuja :- Crazy ...... check?


    My best friend...... check?


    Sometimes can be a pain in the ass..... check?


    Bes my protective mama bear whenever finds me mingling with unsuitable people..... double


    check ??


    In a summary, my second true friend after Sameera.


    "So... Here this out!" She said in a grave tone, folding her hands as we sat on our usual spot beside the


    billing counter.


    "Hmm.. spill the beans." I said huffing.


    "The so called potential groom''s family ising today to see me, dammit! What should I do? Last


    time when maa and papa arranged a meeting with some otherd, I said I am not into boys... What


    should I do now? To drive him away? As this time they shall be visiting our house!" She said stroking


    her chin, deep in thought.


    God! Shrishti and her to-be-husband tantrums! Let me tell you. The "into girls" excuse was the time


    before when the potential groom and she met in a library. Then, the next potential groom was rejected


    by sightingck of ''sizzling chemistry'' problem. The next was knocked out by saying that she could not


    have sex with him ever as it would instantly kill her to-be-husband. Like really!? Such ridiculous ideas


    as excuses? Till now, even her parents had figured it out that all the rejections were not coincidences.


    They were all nned!


    "I think this time I should say I am pregnant with my boyfriend''s baby in my tummy!" She said happy as


    ever as if she just discovered an HIV vine!


    I rolled my eyes and scrunched my nose in annoyance, " Simply tell them that you are not into


    marraige for now! That''s it!" I said huffing.


    "No fur! Papa wants me to get married till he''s 53! Then he will go to Rishikesh for a tirthyaatra."(a


    pilgrimage journey to ces of famous deities for finding expanding meaning of one''s self)


    "Then I guess.. its upto you!" I replied.


    We soon shifted to other regr topics as we devoured our food and the rest of the day went in a daze.


    As it was second Saturday, I had my routine wrapped up by 7 in the evening. I exited my cabin after


    completing 7 hours of duty.


    I reversed Sweety from the parking lot and drove towards the oldage home homing almost 20


    homeless old couples and some 15 people single. They called their abode as "Our Family". I soon


    reached there. It took some time due to the famous Mumbai traffic but I made it within an hour. As I


    entered the two-floored big bunglow, all my grandpas and grandmas gathered at the entrance, kissing


    me on my cheek and forehead. It had been a while since I had seen them. I giggled as all of them


    ushered me with their kisses. Then pushing me by my back, all of us sat on the table and they started


    feeding me all my favorite delicacies by their own hands. The table was full with jalebis, kheer, gevar,


    gbjamun, chocte pudding and what not. While one grandma shall feed me with a jalebi, another


    dadi( grandmother in hindi) was ready with khaman(gujarati dish) in her hand.


    "Come on sweetie! What has happened to your appetite?" Asked Kush dadi, the owner of this


    house.


    "Look how slowly she is chewing! Aren''t the dishes tasty?" Enquired Le dadi,one of the cooks here,


    with furrowed brows.


    "I told you the jalebis haven''t been made that sweet this time!" Said Veer dada(grandfather in hindi)


    husband of Le dadi.


    "Ohe on! The children thses days! They care of their face more than their tummy!" Screeched


    Ramu kaka, the gardener from afar.


    "Oh my God Jennifer! Are you dieting!?" All of them yelled together. They expected a reply but my


    mouth was already stuffed with too many goodies, thanks to them!


    This, this was what I had always craved for - True, genuine Love, care towards me, making me feel


    important for them and not a piece of dirt sooner orter to be dusted off. Eventually, my eyes filled with


    tears on receiving so much of warmth, that I literally deserved but had been deprived of all my life.


    Once, we were done with all the feeding business, all of us gathered in the assembly room. This was


    the area where each day, early in the morning, bhajan and keertans(songs on praise of the almighty)


    were yed. We sat in a circle and talked and talked and talked,ughed on the same century old


    jokes, while all if them reminisced their childhood, I listened to their tales. The clock ticked by and I


    didn''t even realize that it already had been 3 hours since I had got there. I needed to return back to the


    house before it got toote. I soon got up.


    "Do take your blessings from Guruma before leaving." Kush dadi reminded me. I nodded.


    Guruma was the eldest of all the people living in this abode of peace,nearly in her 80s. She had been


    the very person who had advised Kush dadi to use this vacant house for making an oldage home.


    Guruma had been herself thrown out of her own house when she refused to transfer her only house to


    her son''s name. Hence, in the fit of rage, her sin had left her homeless on the streets as revenge. She


    for the timing had asked for aome help from her childhood friend Kush dadi to allow her to stay with


    her and then soon, theyid the foundations of "OUR FAMILY" her.


    Now... why was she called so right? That''s because of her skill of reading others fate through tarrot


    cards. Once the ''old gang'' started flowing in, they soon came to know about her abilities of reading


    others future. Hence, the once called Narmada soon became Guruma. I remember the shells and


    cards she used to have in her closet through which she used to tell people''s fortunes.


    She loved me dearly. I had been visiting this ce and her with mama since the days I remember of


    my childhood. Even when I had been a kid, she used to pick me up and twirl me in thd air and kiss me


    on my temple.


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    She didn''t talk much and had a reserved room of her own which she rarely left except for once in the


    morning for prayer and once in the evening for a walk in the garden.


    I crossed the library and entered her quite sanctum. She had been seating on her stool with one of the


    Shakespeare''s ssics. Yup! She was a great literature fan. I hugged her from behind and greeted her


    "Namaste Naru dadi!" I eximed.


    She patted my cheek and brought me in front of her. " So how''s my princess doing?" She said with a


    smile.


    I pouted," Ohe on dadi! I am grown up now!" I announced throwing my hands up in an


    exasperated way.


    "No. You remain my princess always." She replied.


    "Okay! Okay! So... Where is the annual pic for the family this time?" I asked, changing the topic.


    "Its Udaipur. A perfect ce for peace and beauty."


    "Whoa! Sounds cool huh! You are joining us right?" I asked thrilled by the mere thought of those


    enchanting pces.


    She shook her head. "No, I am not leaving this house anytime soon, even for a pic. I don''t think you


    shall be able to leave too. The Devil wont let you." She said in a poised but serious tone.


    Suddenly, my heart began to race. The environment turned pensive.


    Huh? I thought.


    "You still seem to be using your cards a lot I guess?" Iughed half because of the thing she spoke out


    and half to ease out the thickening tension in the room.


    She shook her head gravelly and continued, " You need to stay calm. He has fallen for you. You are


    bound to be imed by him! That''s your destiny."


    "I uh... can''t actually get you..." I asked in a perplexed state of mind, my brows lifted up in a quizzical


    manner.


    Sheughed softly. " Your future is near princess."


    But before I could ask anything further my phone beeped in vibration mode. It was my dance teacher. I


    got up to excuse myself from the room. I made my way to the door when Naru dadi called out.


    "Princess?"


    I turned.


    "At the end of the day, a beauty like you destined to have a beast like him!" Saying so she got up and


    walked off to the backyard.


    I couldn''t ponder more on those spoken words as I epted the call and walked to the entrance ready


    to leave.


    "Hello mam." I greeted.


    "Hello Jennifer. Sorry to disturb you beta ( an endearment used for ''child'') But I actually called you to let


    you know that we are having an extra ss tomorrow at 7 in the evening." She informed.


    "Alright mam. 7 in the evening right? I''ll make upto it." I replied promptly.


    "Okay then see you tomorrow."


    "Yes mam, bye!" Saying so, we hung up. And then simply I drove off to the house I had been staying in


    without giving much thought about the conversation with Naru dadi.

 Chapter 26

    Chapter 26


    DHANUSH''S POV


    Finally, the day hade. I was going to make her mine today.


    I had been heading towards yet another negotiationpletely different from what I had been handling


    since thest decade. For the most ruthless illegal weapons dealer like me, this was a very different yet


    dangerously exciting negotiation I was indulging myself in, knowing pretty well what I was to win at the


    end.


    Thew breakers like the devils had always found the dark night''s eerie silence to be the best time to


    work. Powerful yers like us who were considered as criminals under thew preferred to carry out


    their business in the darkness. Yet this one bargain was something that I was going to do amongst the


    hustle-and-bustle and the lit area of a crowded area.


    We were stationed outside her dance ss which was actually a school building and at the building''s


    basement, was where the sses were going on. We had been waiting for two hours straight now.


    Never in my life had I ever waited for someone for so long. I was one of those for whom the fucking


    whole world waited. Be it my fuck buddies, one night stand partners or some random fling or even at


    work, I was never kept waiting.... ever! Yet look at me, even after 2 hours, I was willing to wait for


    longer if it meant meeting her in person, all alone...


    Today, at any cost I was going to get her, I couldn''t trust myself with the gun today. I couldn''t promise


    zero coteral damage if some ''brave''(stupid as a matter of fact) concerned( but sorrowfully, not for


    his/her own life) lowlife came in my way of iming my tigress! This was one of the reasons why I had


    been waiting for the basement to clear up a bit to avoid unnecessary deaths. I had been waiting for this


    day for long, I desired that fiery ball of sass like nothing else and my desire was surprisingly not under


    my own control and that alone, was a vicious thing, as I could go to any extent for her today.... one of


    the reasons why my best of friends had apanied me to this negotiation.


    There were 6 cars in total surrounding the building''s entrance. While four of them were upied by the


    four of us and three bodyguards each, the rest of the two of them had five armed men in each of them.


    I was simply waiting for the small girls to move out and Jennifer to be the only one in. I didn''t mind


    some senior girls inside though. They could be locked up in some room there. But still, I wanted to


    have least number of people possible for their own safety actually, as I really care if I shot any of them


    who dared to poke their ugly nose in my matters!... you call me heartless, but I can''t really help it.... My


    past years had caught up with me I guess.


    "Check the periphery and report about the status." Imanded in the Bluetooth ear piece in a cold


    tone.


    "All clear sir." Reported the security head.


    "Dhanush, you sure she won''t spit on your face for once after what you did with her in the den?"


    Taunted Rudra, I could actually hear the smirk on his lips.


    "Can you refrain from being a douchebag for once!? You won''t loose your sausage between your legs


    by doing so!" I snapped. That was followed by chuckles from all the three of them.


    We had set a small drone in the basement where girls of different age groups had been practicing their


    dance steps. The drone was smaller than a fly giving us the camera feed of what was happening


    inside. I was getting restless for not spotting her so far.


    Just then, at the corner of the room. I saw her teaching a group of 4 little girls some dance steps. She


    had worn a magenta pink long skirt today with a simr top. As always, she tool my breath away with


    the slightest of her moves. Every now and then, she wouldugh whenever the girls would make a


    mistake, and then shaking her head a bit she would again show the dance step. And as always,


    oblivious to her, with that every cheerful and mesmerizingugh, she seemed to im another piece of


    my body, forcing my heart to skip a beat. I dont know for how long I kept staring her face but then, I


    was jarred out of my trance by the voice of the teacher there.


    "Alright students! The junior batch can leave now. Out of the seniors.... Kajal, Flora and Tamanna have


    already shown me their individual performances for the function. Only Jenny and Daisy are left. So we


    shall start with Jenny first once the hall is clear enough!" She announced standing on the raised granite


    tform, to her students standing on the tiled floor.


    Soon after, the young girls filled the hall with the sound of ghoonghroo (an element of Indian ssical


    dances containing small metallic bells strung together and tied to the feet) as they began to untie them


    and scramble across the room to get their stuff. And then, the crowd began to disperse from the room.


    The bevy of girls began to emerge out from the entrance door up from the basement. And obviously,


    except for drooling over our cars, they didn''t seem to mind their presence. Ofcourse we had taken the


    precautionary measures of not keeping the cars near one another in a cluster just to increase


    suspicion, they were all far apart from one another.


    Now, there were hardly 5-6 people left in the basement.


    Here Ie to im you.... sweetheart.


    I thought mentally and got down my Limo. Shiv, Rudra and Abhi were all out near the entrance door


    with some armed men with them. I had four of my trusted men with me.


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    With each step I took, dark anticipation filled my heart and once I made it to the basement floor, she


    had already caught my breath with her sensuality at full disy!

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    Chapter 27


    DHANUSH''S POV


    In front of me was Jennifer dancing her heart out as of there was no tomorrow. Each time she would


    jump, her top went up revealing a generous amount of her milky waist. Fuck! How much that belly


    button of hers had given me sleepless nights and wet pants. The actual sight of her C-shaped cups


    was demanding my attention constantly. I literally wanted to rip her skirt and that top apart, tear off her


    panties with my teeth and spank her for being this much sexy!


    Unknown to my constant gaze, she was lost in her world dancing with such a grace which was making


    my want to grind her body against mine. I slowly moved towards her. The teacher there and her rest of


    the students were standing there transfixed with shocked yet terrified looks. Not just because of me but


    also four of my bodyguards behind me who had their guns ready in their hands. I motioned them to


    leave us alone and move to the adjacent room without uttering a single fucking word and without any


    protest, they did what they were told.


    The music continued and Jennifer''s moves were making my cock twitch in wild need. The way each


    move left her breathless, the ragged breath she was taking because of multiple spins on a single foot


    were giving me dark ideas of how I could leave her panting and gasping for air, screaming out my


    name on my bed.... soon.


    If this is how she dances for a function then what will it be like when she performs ap dance,


    exclusively for me? I could not help but think and my eyes darkened with desire and an ocean of lust


    seemed to be filling up my now-dark-brown orbs.


    As the music began to increase its pace, her dance moves quickened, her hip dipped in and she in full


    confidence, swung her waist with each beat. Sweat beads were glistening on her skin. She was


    gleaming under the lights. I wss feeling jealous of a mere sweat droplet which slipped down from her


    forehead and through her cheek, trickled down her neck disappearing between those two seducing


    mounds of her chest.


    Her smell of her sweat along with her body''s scent was making me go crazy. Soon the song came to an


    end and she stopped with a dramatic pause. Still, she hadn''t seen me standing behind her near the


    stairs. Then, she walked upto the tform. She brushed off the trails of sweat on her forehead and


    opened her water bottle to sip in some water.


    I walked upto her and held her waist in my right hand. She was startled and began to struggle.


    "Excuse me! Who the hell are you-" she screeched but was cut in by my lustfull rumble in her ear.


    "Sweetheart....you are going to marry me today," I drawled while taking in her scent through her open


    hair. She stiffened in my hold. She seemed to have recognized me. I smirked and flipped her to face


    her.


    Her charcoal ck orbs were full of shock. I pushed back her lone strand of hair behind her ear. The


    mere brushing of my fingers with her cheek caused her breath to hitch. I let out a small smile seeing my


    effect on her. She looked extremely fuckable in that state of a little confusion, shock and most


    importantly her lips sealed together saving me the sass.


    So before she coulde back to her normal fiery self, I pushed her back and pinned her to the pir


    behind with my arms. I wanted to feel her, make her realize that she too craved for me and hadn''t spent


    a single day without my thoughts crossing her mind. I wanted to make her feel good so that eventually,


    she gives in. I took a pencil lying nearby and brought it to her face.


    She opened her mouth to say something but I put the pencil on her lips and made her quite. I wanted


    her to imagine all the dirty things my tongue, fingers wanted to do to her and so, I began my game.


    I brought the pencil to her quivering lips and whispered in her right ear, " Sweetheart... what shall it be


    like... if this pencil is reced by my finger?" I asked huskily as the pencil traced her lips, went down


    her neck and I inserted in between her breasts. Her eyes fluttered and closed as she arched her head


    back.


    But then, her brows twitched in confusion and I knew that my time of relishing her was on the verge of


    ending. She opened her eyes and in them, were those red streaks of fury as soon, her face hardened.


    She sucked in a deep breath and tried to move away from my proximity.


    "Let me go!" She hissed. But I caught her arms in a hand and pressed my body against hers.


    Though I could sense that she could not stand me, but still she couldn''t ignore how the air crackled with


    tension whenever we were close.


    "I want to talk first." I said calmly as she continued to struggle in my grip.


    She shaked her head." I don''t want to talk to you! About any damn thing! I think that was obvious."


    Dark rage filled my eyes. My eyes red like never before. She should have been scared. But all I


    could find in her eyes was hate, anger and...... betrayal?


    I released her hands and spoke," Jenny, baby-"


    She pped me hard. And was ignorant as ever. I was almost on the verge of sting either with


    anger or due to untamed desire for her... Still which didn''t seem to reduce.


    She raised her fingers again as if to w my face, but this time I caught her hands again and pinned


    them behind her. She tried to kick me with her legs but I didn''t budge.


    Her face showed signs of fear but it also promised a dark feeling of retaliation.


    "STOP!" I roared giving her an ultimate warning. But she didn''t pay heed to what I said and tried to


    push me away.


    "What the hell do you want from me!" She shouted and threw that question towards me. She tried to


    push me away from her but her futile efforts didn''t make a difference.


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    I was enraged, I eyes continued to ze with a dangerous glint.


    "YOU!" I deadpanned.


    She spat on my face. Literally spat. I froze in surprise.


    Did Rudra just prove himself right?


    I wiped off her saliva from my face. There was a momentary shock on my face. What rubbed my ego


    the most wrong way was that she had a small challenging smile on her face.


    I grabbed her face with my hand and my fingers tightened at her jaw. And the next moment I crashed


    my lips on her soft ones, pulling her into a brutal kiss as if telling her my dominance upon her.

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    JENNIFER''S POV


    And here we go.... again! Why was this happening repeatedly from the morning itself? My heartbeat


    quickened as soon as I moved to the centre of the stage with my ghoonghroo on. I ced my hand on


    my chest and closing my eyes, I began to take deep breaths. It felt as if my heart would either jump out


    of my rib-cage and end up falling on the floor or burst within me because of its furious rate of beating.


    Condition:- Tachycardia .... Possible reasons... caffaine, alcohol and drugs.... But did I have coffee


    today? I don''t touch alcohol or drugs! Then? I am not that tired so surely not fatigue... But why am I


    feeling so anxious... why is it...? Hypertension? Am I about to be diagnosed with Alzheimers at a mere


    age of 27?


    My head had been throwing such thoughts to me (see, I have that doctery mindset in my viens) and I


    was confused as hell. I was freaking out badly. But still, somehow after drinking some water, my


    breathing came to normal. Once I was ready, I took my position and mam turned on the music.


    Sils yeh chaahat kaa, naa maine bujhne diya


    Oo piya.... yeh diya.....


    I gracefully stood up from my initial sitting position and cupped my hands signifying amp. I began to


    twirl on one foot across the floor, making one full circle as the background music continued.


    Sils yeh chaahat ka, naa maine bujhne diya


    Oo piya... yeh diya....


    Naa bujha hai, naa bujhega, meri chaahat kaa diya


    Mere piya... ab aajaa re mere piya....


    This was one of my favorite iconic songs from the movie Devdas. The song was about a girl waiting for


    years for her lover to arrive. She had lit amp in his name the day he left and had never let it


    extinguish all these years.


    The song was about passion, love and longing for the lover she had been madly in love with.


    Is diye sang jal raha mera rom rom ruh


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    Aur jiya... ab aajaa re mere piya...


    Oho mere piya... ab aajaa re mere piyaa...


    The song proceeded with the mental and physical anguish the girl was feeling within for being away


    from the man she loved, as if the distance of numerous oceans between them was setting her body


    and soul on fire. I moved my hands in a wave pattern showing as if my body had been caught among


    dazzling mes. I lifted my skirt a little and elegantly walked forward while gliding my stretched foot


    each side with each step I took.


    Dekho yeh pagli deewaani, Duniya se hai yeh anjaani


    Jhoka hawaa kaa aaegaa aur is iskaa piya sangaegaa


    I was pouring in my life into each paragraph of the song, as if I was that girl in the song, desperately


    longing for my lover toe, take me in his arms, hold me protectively and kiss me. I wanted to feel


    like that girl in the song, embody her, absolutely oblivious to the world and it''s rules who only hoped to


    get to see her lover again.


    I dipped my hips and with slow movements, twirled at my ce.


    My breaths were getting ragged now. Suddenly, I began to feel all hot. Those tingles began to erupt on


    my back again.


    With every beat of the rhythm, it felt as if each of my body part was aze, as if I were pushed at the


    centre of the sr system near the sun.


    I was trying to drown myself in the melody of the music, but with those tingles, it felt as if someone was


    stripping me off with an intense gaze and touching my bare skin from afar and that touch, was making


    my skin burn... for more but what..... I couldn''t understand.


    And all of a sudden the kiss that the stranger had stolen from me reyed in my mind for the


    thousandth time since the morning. Soon, my dance ended as I stopped with a dramatic pause.


    By the time my performance ended, I was perspiring badly. My top was clinging to my chest, making


    me somewhat ufortable because of the suffocating feeling. On the top of it, the eerie tension didn''t


    seem to tone down.


    I rxed and after stretching my limbs and neck a bit, I went upto the granite tform to quench my


    thirst. I wiped my forehead with the back of my hand and sipped the bottle.


    But although everything around me seemed to normal, still somewhere it felt off. Then I realized that I


    was the only one present in the room. Daisy, Tamanna and the rest of the girls who earlier had been


    sitting at the corner of the granite tform were no longer there. Moreover even madam was not there.


    Where is everyone? I thought.


    Maybe they went to check the dress costumes for the function. I reasoned out.


    But leaving me behind dancing, all of them went away? Without even informing me about it for once?


    Not even mam? I felt somewhat dejected.


    "Then for whom were you performing the dance for dumbo?" went my annoying-as-hell-like-always


    subconscious mind.


    I capped my bottle and kept it down and started to turn around. But before I could do so, all of a sudden


    a strong muscr hand wrapped itself around my waist, leaving me beyond just shocked and startled. I


    suddenly felt my anxiety levels rise again.... and yet again my heart began to race as my mind seemed


    to recognize that peculiar expensive cologne too well. Goosebumps erupted across my skin. My mind


    was about to sumb to that buzz when I manage to scream loudly," Excuse me! Who the hell are


    you-" but I was cut in by a dark, husky rumble near my ear.


    "Sweetheart.... you are going to marry me today." He said. And I was sure.... it was him. It had to be


    him, that stranger from the den. I froze.


    What.. what did he just say? I tried to focus with my already foggy mind on the words he spoke. He


    sucked in a deep breath as his face was buried within my open cascading hair. His breaths were


    touching my nape, giving me shivers due to its cooling effect on my sweat-ridden body. He flipped me


    to face him.


    And then... I saw him. ''The Ultimate God of Sexiness'' as he had been rightly quoted by Amy in the


    Den. Unlike that day, today he was in a burgundy coloured three piece tuxedo. His darkly handsome


    face had a bit of stubble grown. His chocte brown eyes were now dark brown... as if pools of dark


    chocte filled them. Even now, every single thing regarding him was screaming menace, danger. His


    facial expression screamed terror even when he stood silent. He still looked ravishingly handsome as


    ever!

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    JENNIFER''S POV


    All of a sudden, he pushed me back against the pir behind me. My eyes widened with because of


    that sudden movement. Then, he picked up the pencil lying nearby beside my notepad which I use to


    note different dance notations. He brought the pencil to his mouth and licked it in a damn sensual way.


    He bit it with his unhumanly white, sharp teeth as if biting my....no...some woman''s lips. All this time, his


    dted dark brown eyes did not leave my ck ones. He had a hooded gaze on, and just one look at


    him and you could say he intended to do all those very sinful things to me with that very sinful mouth of


    his.


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    I tried to open my mouth and shout at him to maintain a good distance but he quited me by putting the


    pencil on my lips. And I don''t know what befell on me, I obeyed.


    He gave me one of his SSS ( Well... its his Signature Sinister Smirk for you) and began gliding the


    pencil from my forehead down to my tensed neck. He was too close to me, giving no room to think


    properly. I gasped when the pencil made its way within my top, between my breasts. The deeper it


    sinked inside my cleavage, the more I breathed heavily. Not able to restrain myself anymore, I let out a


    soft moan. At that act of mine, his jaw clenched and he closed his eyes as if he wasmanding his


    brain to register and preserve that emitted sound like some treasure.


    He came near my ear and whispered seductively," Sweetheart... what shall it be like... if this pencil is


    reced by my finger?" I involuntarily closed my eyes and my head arched back, as if it was the most


    obvious action to do as a reflex mechanism.


    "Damn you reflexes!" I thought mentally.


    "Reflexes! Really?! Jenny darling...its you who is letting this happen... that too with a stranger!"


    Bellowed my subconscious. My brows twitched in confusion and then it dawned me what was


    happening with me....


    I am damn sure I was rose-hued all over, by now.


    That lust... no, longing... no, attraction... hell! Whatever it was, now it was reced by fury. Pure rage!


    I was furious, on the verge of letting the magma inside me erupt with full force. I opened my eyes and


    was ring at him.


    "Let me go!" I snarled as if denied then I would surely w his face with my bare hands. He didn''t leave


    me or move back. Still he was dangerously close to me and I was practically sandwiched between his


    sturdy chest and the pir behind me. Moreover, he had the guts of pinning my hands over my head.


    "I want to talk first!" Came a calm and measured response.


    " I don''t want to talk to you! About any damn thing! I think that was obvious." I snapped.


    Firstly a stranger. On the top of it, forcing himself on me, then proposing me... NO! not even proposing


    me, ordering me to marry him!? Was this guy insane? Who does he think he is?


    If in silence he looked terror, then in rage he seemed to be a brewing tornado. His jaw ticked at my


    refusal to hear him out. Nevertheless he tried again.


    "Jenny, baby-" And that was the moment something snapped inside me. I pped him hard. Although


    the skin reddened there, but his head remained there transfixed. No movement. At. All.


    Who dies he think he is or I am to him!? I didn''t give him the privilege of calling me Jenny. And that too


    with Baby? Fuck off Mr. Stranger! I scoffed.


    Those brown eyes seemed to have developed whirlpools of yellow streaks in them as if hot burning


    lava found its way up to his beautiful eyes. I felt a hot and cold chills spread down my spine. But that


    didn''t stop me from struggling in his iron grip. I kept fighting him.


    "STOP!" He roared.


    "What the hell do you want from me!?" I shouted.


    "YOU!" came a blunt reply.


    He is definitely insane and a sick monster-cum-womaniser! And I thought of seeking his help back then


    when I was being engaged to that Moron Prakash?!


    The mere thought of him taking advantage of each and every girl he deemed as ''beautiful'' made bile


    rise to my throat. I was disgusted.


    And, to show my disgust, I did somethingpletely uneptable. I.SPAT.ON.HIM.


    I literally spat on him. But seeing him, I felt my heart drum in fear and I tensed on thinking about the


    consequences.


    He had a momentary shock on his face. Looking at his persona and style, it was clear that I had been


    the very first person in his life to have showed him defiance of this magnitude. But seeing a predatory


    promise of revenge marked on his sculpted features, I surprisingly quivered.


    Not breaking the predatory stare, he wiped off the saliva from his face and.... mmed his lips on mine.


    I was shell-shocked! Dominance, ownership, possession, punishment seemed to be radiating from the


    kiss. Although I had hate and anger tormenting my mind, still deep down my body a current of lust got


    generated. He was stealing my breath as his tongue plunged within my mouth as if rummaging inside.


    I let out angry and frustrated sounds and tried to push him away or wiggle away from him but my hands


    were bent behind my back. I tried to bite his tongue or lip again but he had my jaw within his grasp


    keeping my mouth open. I was feeling and experiencing every dominant movement of his tongue within


    my mouth.


    I finally gave up the struggle and the moment I went soft on his mouth, he bit my lips. Gently yet firm


    enough to make it bleed.


    "Argh" I rasped softly breaking the kiss. He held my nape by his right hand and kept our foreheads


    joined to one another.


    I raised my eyes to look at him. He had a dark satisfaction decorating his face on seeing my flushed


    face. He let out a small smile and spoke," This was for the love-cut you gave me in the Den,


    Sweetheart." I closed my eyes and sighed.


    Then, I felt something p my cheek gently. I opened my eyes and was left agast on what it actually


    was. He had an arrogant smirk and a challenging glint in his eyes.


    "This is your reward for marrying me baby. And every week you shall be paid double the amount for


    staying with me!"


    He drawled while pointing towards the bunch of notes resting on my cheek which he held by his hand.


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    Once added fuel, to the already dazzling fire standing in front of me, I wore a victorious and cruel smirk


    and straightened myself.


    To say that offering her money to get married to me just made her hate me even more, would be like


    saying that the great, mighty Pacific was only slightly damp.


    She had disgust radiating from her gorgeous eyes and anger oozing out of her stunning body.


    I turned and made my way back upstairs leaving the ticking bomb in the basement behind me.


    Suddenly, my Bluetooth ear piece chimed. It was Shiv.


    "It was hot dude!" He said amused.


    Did they see our fucking whole make-out session!? Damn you guys.


    "You people can''t handle keeping your eyes away from my business?" I said agitated yet with a smirk


    on my face.


    "Well no. And the thing for which I actually called was that thewyers are here. So make it quick now!"


    He informed.


    "Yeah. I have done my job. Just need to wait a minute or two till she herselfes back to me!"


    With that, the line went dead.


    "No force in this world has the power of separating you from me Sweetheart! And that also counts you


    yourself..." I whispered as I made my way up the staircase.

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    JENNIFER''S POV


    What the hell just happened? Did he just offer me with this bundle of shit in exchange of marrying that


    demon?


    I whispered to myself. I raked my fingers through my hair in despair.


    How could a person stoop so low? Did he think me to be his goddamn whore who could get herselfid


    for a bunch of notes? Didn''t he have some morals? Maybe he could buy this damn world with his filthy


    money but certainly not my self-dignity and self-respect. And marraige!? It wasn''t a shitty joke! Those


    seven rounds around the sacred fire held great worth and importance in my heart. I couldn''t sell myself


    to any Tom Dick or Harry passing my way!


    My feet were itching to run upstairs, confront him and give him a tight p which makes him fall at a


    side with a big thud! And I knew it wasn''t possible to do so but afterall, nobody taxes you to atleast


    dream something like that...


    As every sess story starts with a dream.


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    Still, my rational mind did process an importent question about which I had no clue.


    "How did he get to know so much about me? My name, my dance ss address and maybe more...."


    I was mad at myself, my fate, my situation right now and more importantly that handsome bastard who


    just now made me feel a cheapmodity who could sell herself for money!


    I let out a frustrated sigh. The bundle slipped from my hands and fell fown on the floor. I bent down to


    pick it up and as I did, I found five to six pairs of eyes staring at mepletely baffled. And.... my


    cheeks turned crimson on realising that madam and the rest of the girls there had seen all of it! All of


    that bullshit drama!


    Madam narrowed her eyes at me and shook her head lightly in dejection. Her eyes conveyed that she


    had not thought of me to get involved with people.... no.... monsters like him. They had seen my


    encounter with that bastard through the ss windows of an adjoining room.


    I took a step towards her in order to justify my fucking self and tell my side of the story. But wordlessly,


    she lifted her hand and showed me her palm signalling me to stop on my tracks. Me face crumbled.


    She hadn''t expected me to go kissing around any random person entering and crossing my path. If


    only she knew that I wasn''t the one at folly.


    She was giving up on me!


    That mere thought wasn''t going well down my system.


    I momentarily nced at the bunch of notes I just picked up. That, that very thing was giving that


    asshole-jerk this much of an ''elephant-ass sized ego''. I was going to destroy this very thing in front of


    him. Money... which gave him the privilege of treating people as doormat!


    I shall give his male ego a massive blow which shall shake him to his core!


    I turned my head towards themp which had been lit in front of the Natraaj idol (a form of lord shiva


    who is worshipped beforemencing any dance form, as he is considered as the originator of Indian


    dance form).


    I walked towards themp, my eyes gleaming with an unparalleled extent of hatred for that man who


    ofcourse didn''t have morals, but now didn''t seemed to be owning a conscience too.


    I removed the rubber band put around the notes and directed the filthy lucre towards the me of the


    fire.


    "He dared to treat me as one of his disposable fuck buddies, and I shall make sure I humiliate him like


    one of his ves!" I announced loud and clear.

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    It was close to being 5 minutes now. I was getting restless. The four of us were stationed outside the


    entrance of the basement. Our men were patrolling the whole area. Thewyers were running frenzy in


    and out their car, assembling the required papers and showing them to Shiv for verification of the


    uses. Disappointing any of the devils was thest thing any person working for us would want as


    that could strip them off from practicing the most brilliant habit :- To Live.


    The drone which was set inside the dance ss was connected to my phone. Hence, not being able to


    wait more, I tapped the screen thrice and it began disying the happenings of inside.


    I noticed how dejected Jennifer was when her teacher stopped her from rifying herself. And she


    showed that very emotion I didn''t want her to feel for kissing or touching me.


    GUILT


    That was not what I wanted from her for getting attracted towards me or for wanting more from me. All


    the time I had been with her I could see her dted dark blue pupils within those coal ck orbs. I very


    well knew that if it hadn''t been me to make a move to go back outside the basement, we would have


    still been there with our bodies flushed against one another.


    "He dared to treat me as one of his disposable fuck buddies, and I shall make sure I humiliate him like


    one of his ves!" She hissed in the most determined tone.


    I was amused. My eyes widened a little on seeing her guts of even thinking about striking me. She had


    absolutely no fucking idea about me, my image, my connections, my fucking power. A predatory smirk


    spread on my face.


    "Is she in her damn senses?!" Questioned Rudra on seeing Jennifer burning the currency notes as if


    they were yesterday''s newspaper.


    "I am not surprised." Replied Abhi.


    "Yeah... Looking at how big a dickhead jerk this panty-wetter is.... this reaction is pretty much obvious."


    I rolled my eyes.


    Yeah! I was the badass womanizer out of the four of us. Not that the rest of my partners-in-crime jerks


    weren''t. You''re seriously wronged if you assume that they are saints popped out of some godly figure!


    Rudra was the one with the most friendly nature out of the four of us. He did his workout sessions were


    instead of using barbells, he used chics as his weights and do the lifting. His push-ups were iplete


    without a girl strangling him his back while he gave her a ''golden opportunity'' of feeling his hard


    muscles from the back.


    He was an illusion for the outside world. Behind the mask of a weing nature, he held the power of


    destroying people with a snap of finger. He seemed to be approachable but the scar at his forehead (


    thanks to Shiv for that beautiful gift stered on his face forever) gave him a scary look too.


    Abhimanyu, well... he was the most reclusive out of the four of the devils. He didn''t really talk much, but


    when spoke for someone, it always meant disdain. He was famous for his infamous wrath. And when I


    say he''s the most merciless, I really mean it. Avenging was like his first most favorite hobby preceeding


    the guitar. Yeah... he used to have quite a good hand on it back in our college days, but as time


    changed so did he.


    For him, fucking was directly proportional to killing. The more he killed, the more he banged. One


    enemy down, so goes one panty too. Either he sucked out crucial information for the expansion of our


    empire or it was the cum out of the numerous pussies across the world.


    Thenes Shiv, known for his legal ruthlessness. When it required violence with our clients, we sent


    Abhi, when sweet talking was required, it was Rudra. And when we had to extract maximum profit and


    trap the opposite candidate in the war of words and rules, we sent Shiv. He was the most bnced


    devil among us. A great observant and a stable yer in the world of business. The one who always


    sought out any differences in opinion or any possible shes.


    Be it ying with rules and bending them as per his will, or girls on the bed, he was really well in it. But,


    for now he was already infatuated by that girl from college. The sole reason for the rift which took ce


    between him and Rudra in thr college. God knows when he shall stop keeping tabs on her and


    recording her whereabouts of each day.


    Well.... he was the one to keep me safe from the legal shit in case I impregnated one of the chics


    during my sexcapades. You know, the whore iming for money for thd unborn baby, insurance and


    tons of pure bullshit like that.


    So yeah. That was a 2% character sketch of my brothers-cum-best friends-cum-partners in crime.


    I closed my eyes and exhaled.


    By the count of 10, she will be here! I know it.


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    I thought mentally, and began the count down.


    10..


    9..


    8


    7


    6


    5


    4


    3


    2...


    And just then, the iron gate of the entrance flung open, revealing a furious Jennifer, with those zing


    notes in one hand and stomping her feet as she came towards me.


    She was trembling with anger. All red due to the fury she had been carrying within herself. And then,


    maintaining a respectful distance but not too away from me, she flung the burning notes on my


    handsome face. The ashes of the oncekhs worth money and the orange-red sparkles of fire spread


    in the air around me. The useless half-burnt notes scattered all over the ground. That stunt pulled by


    her gained audible gasps from the legal n at my back, who had never ever in their lives seen any


    being in his sane mind to have defied me, ever. They either jumped out of fear or died with guilt for


    having crossed my path.


    But then, that was the Normal, the convention. How could I possibly expect Normal behavior from the


    extraordinary soon-to-be-Jennifer-Mathews-Mahasena when each and every movement, look, nature


    of her towards me screamed ''I fucking love to Defy you!''.


    Check your levels of defiance towards me, woman!


    I wanted to thunder but stayed calm, not blinking a single eyelid.


    "Who the hell do you think you are?" She shouted, directing all her anger towards me.


    Now, we''re talking girl.... I smirked.


    She furrowed her brows in response to my action, which she undoubtedly misunderstood as arrogance.


    "Some fucking king of a goddamn third world country, huh!?" She continued. And that, scratched my


    ego a bit.


    I took a step forward. She faltered in her speech and her mouth mped in a thin line.


    I yanked her by her arms and pushed her to the nearest wall. She flinched on being pushed back


    harshly.


    I am one of the four fucking Gods of the Goddamnwork of the Indian Mafia.... sweetheart! So check


    your tone before snapping in front of me!" I growled in a menacing tone, especially drawling on


    ''sweetheart''.


    Afterall, I am not this polite and patient with everyone, each day.....


    Her eyes widened shock and she gasped.

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    One of thewyers spoke from behind.


    "We have made the papers of the marriage Mr. Mahasena. Only two signatures are required of you two


    and the deal is sealed with that." He informed.


    All this time, I had my eyes fixed on Jennifer. I was studying each and every movement of hers. On


    hearing ''Mr. Mahasena'' she took in a sharp breath, absolutely baffled by the revtion which had


    recently dawned her.


    She crunched her brows in a deep frown. Her eyes narrowed while she tried to digest the fact. She


    opened her mouth to say something but not came out.


    "You.... You are.. Dha.. Dhanush! Dhanush Mahasena!"


    There you go... Bingo! Yeah that''s me. My mind chimed.


    She asked badly shaken by the fact. It seemed as of she wss voicing out that fact to make her brain


    ept it with more ease.


    I gave her a cruel smirk, as if conveying that she was absolutely defenseless in front of me. And, she


    was bound to lose herself to me, no matter what!


    But the words which followed, surprisingly pained a little.


    "I don''t deserve you! You are a... criminal.... one of the devils!" She whispered.


    My body stiffened, I caged her within my arms as I med my hands on the wall. She flinched, again.


    "For the world, I am the Devil. But for you, I am Dhanush... only Dhanush sweetheart!"


    But that seemed to have done nothing to convince her, as the very next moment she pushed me back.


    I moved back a bit. She was trying to pacify herself. She put her palm on her forehead and took deep


    breaths.


    Then once she had gathered enough strength, her eyes again had developed those fury streaks. It had


    always fascinated me how the rose hue would appear on her skin firstly showing her flustered state


    and then, the blush would be soon gone reced by those red streaks in her charcoal ck irises.


    She lifted her chin up giving me a challenging look and spat," I am not one of your ves like them who


    won''t think twice before licking your shitty ass just for money."


    She said pointing her finger towards Rudra, Abhi and Shiv. To this, all our men clicked their guns and


    pointed them at the girl I madly desired, ready to shoot her. This intimidated her to an extent.


    All the three of them raised their brows questioningly. Abhi, like always was full with expression like a


    nk sheet while Shiv muttered something under his breath and Rudra rolled his eyes. On Abhi''s


    gesture, the guns were lowered.


    I shook my head. This was enough!


    I could no longer take this through a slow, easy way. I had to convince her to give up, even if it meant


    applying force or maniption or to y dirty by any means.


    "26 thousand rupees in your ount which is kept under your mamma''s name. One t in the western


    side of Bandra where you had booked a house on the second floor of the 5-storeyed t in 2016, and


    whose down-payment is still left. You got your docter-liscence almost cancelled a year back when you


    tried to move out of your present house. Andst but not the least, you are desperately saving money


    in another bank ount under your name to fulfill your bucket-list of traveling the world......" I said in


    one go. Quite a lot of personal stuff, isn''t it?


    She was standing dumbstruck. Horror painting her face. Well, for me digging information about her


    finance hadn''t been a bid deal, but for her it wss surely a massive hit.


    .....Do you want me to do anything stupid or reckless which makes you lose any of those stuffs I just


    mentioned?" I spoke in a delicate, velvety manner, giving stress on every word spoken and silently


    telling her to ponder on my threat.


    She seemed as if she would copse any momemt, a lone tear escaped her eye and she swiftly turned


    around, not willing to show anyone her weakness.


    I could see her shoulder de moving up and down, as her chest took in and released shaky breaths.


    She fisted her palms, desperately trying ofing up with a solution.


    After a while, she rubbed her cheek and brushed off the tears which had escaped her eyes and she


    turned around slowly. She had been fiddling with her fingers, and I knew that she was surely up to


    some proposition to make.


    She gulped down and smiled.


    What are you upto? I asked wordlessly by raising a brow questioningly.


    "See, Mr. Mahasena, I am not at all of your type. I love to have sapphires, rubies, silks of all sorts, fires


    of across the world. I would prove to be a thorn in your ass...." I narrowed my eyes. "..... I mean, I shall


    be a pain for you. Moreover, I barely know you. We might not turn out to bepatible for one-another


    so I think-"


    But I cut her in the middle.


    "Jennifer, I didn''t ask you if you want you marry me or not. It''s my FUCKING ORDER!" I roared thest


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    "I didn''t give you any choice other than a ''YES'' sweetheart. You take more time to say it out loud and I


    wont think twice before tumbling down HOPE like it never existed and vanishing those oldies from their


    abode like they never lived. And... I can''t promise anything about their fate after that!"


    "No! No... No! Please... they are a part of my heart." She cried out hysterically.


    And you are a part of mine. I thought.


    "Alright! Prove it then. It''s damn easy to give the testimony of your love for them! Sign the papers and


    be mine!" Imanded.


    She was teary-eyed. But nodded hastily. I couldn''t help but smile a little.


    "But I have my set of conditions. You agree to them, and I am all yours." She almost whispered.


    This is gonna be fun! I agreed to hear them out, but soon I realized that I was in for a big


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    Chapter 33


    JENNIFER''S POV


    Have you evere across someone who has got hold of all the scattered pieces of your already


    shattered heart and now, he holds the power of bending you the way he wants?


    Frustration, anger and chiefly helplessness courses through your veins on seeing your life going out of


    your control, still you stand there too shocked to even blink for a second.


    This was my state right now, too helpless.


    "26 thousand rupees in your ount which is kept under your mamma''s name. One t in the western


    side of Bandra where you had booked a house on the second floor of the 5-storeyed t in 2016, and


    whose down-payment is still left. You got your doctery-liscence almost cancelled a year back when you


    tried to move out of your present house. Andst but not the least, you are desperately saving money


    in another bank ount under your name to fulfill your bucket-list of traveling the world......" the devil


    spoke ever so slowly, taking all his time as he spat out the threat.


    Maybe I had underestimated him, he knew way more about me than what I had expected!


    Till now, still I had some faith on my fate that it won''t show me it''s back and kick me even closer to my


    end. But yhe moment he threatened to convert HOPE to fine dust and vanish probably kill all my


    grandparents from the oldage home, tgest ounce of faith vanished.


    I knew that now, he had got all my loved ones, my career, my dreams I his closed fist. I was cursing the


    moment I saw him in the Den, as had I not gone there, then surely he would have nevere across


    me, never.ever.


    My life derailed the second the Devil hadid his eyes upon me. And, I as a matter of fact could not


    change this truth that I was at hisplete mercy.


    Whether.I.liked.it.or.not.


    He had a great sense of authority as he spoke, I wordlessly without pondering onto the pros and cons


    of the threat imposed on me, I gave in. If marraige with the devil could keep my real family, my purpose


    in life alive, I shall step in.


    I was agreeing to marry Dhanush Mahasena, the billionaire Business Tycoon who was rumored to be a


    kingpin in the Underworld. I was going to be his wife and as usual, my good-for-nothing subconscious


    mind started piling up rather scary questions instead of thinking of an escape n right away!


    What if the devil asks for his marital rights from our Jenny darling on the very first night of the


    marriage? Will she give in to his demands or fight him till her death? After marriage too... will her


    ''oldies'' be still safe not to mention her sinking dream of helping others? Well... which Mafia king will


    allow his wife to work in some private hospital after marriage? And, what about the media? Our Jenny


    darling''s daddy dearest shall be overwhelmed with the news! He shall personally go to the houses of


    his rtives and colleagues and offer them tonnes of sweets! It shall be so much fun to see her


    "happy" !!


    I that was it! I was not marrying him without my set of conditions. If he agrees, I am in or he can kick


    himself out of the gates! I care the least, like really!


    "But I have my set of conditions. You agree to them, and I am all yours." I whispered to him. I didn''t


    even wanted to call him or even think of him by his name. He was a demon, evil who deserved only


    one name which the world had adorned him with :- Devil.


    He barely nodded.


    I drew in a sharp breath and tried to ignore his prating gaze which was seemed to be trying to


    enter within my brain and rummage it with its own illegitimate terms.


    Jutting my chin up, I folded my hands and tried my level best to shield my shaking legs behind my self-


    made shining armor of confidence.


    "Firstly, you won''t disclose this to anyone outside this area, noone in the outside world,


    no.damn.person." I stressed out on thest part as I didn''t want father to get a hint of it. That man had


    not allowed casual rtionships with guys, this was a marraige taking ce with one of the devils. I


    didn''t want to think about his possible reactions to the news. Moreover, I barely knew anything for


    whom he was working all these years. And looking at the security my prospective groom seemed to


    have, spying now by any of his men was out of question, hopefully.


    He didn''t respond in any way, except for the time-to-time normal blinking of his eyes. I considered them


    as a que to carry on.


    "Secondly, I won''t be stopped from attending any of my sses, hospital or visiting "Our Family", my


    friends or anyone I wish meeting." I spoke, thankfully, quite calmly than before.


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    He tilted his head a bit as if contemting something, and a gush of breeze simultaneously brushed his


    perfect brown hair at the front, to his forehead. I got a wierd, irresistible urge of pushing them back.


    Idiot you Jennifer! Limits! Do not cross them for God''s sake!


    I scolded myself internally.


    Again, apart from the tilt in his angle of head, no response came. I continued.


    "Thirdly, I want all my novels, series, study books and some dance rted stuff back from my room. My


    lucky charms, Sweety, Champ, Charlie, and maybe Coco too... from my house." I said, still recollecting


    if I am missing any of my important things.


    To this, I saw one of the bodyguards near to Dhanush (e on now, I need to familiarize myself with


    that name!) look quizzically at me.


    Oh! Certainly he didn''t get the names I spoke.


    I reasoned.


    "Oh I think you did not get the names I spoke right now." I turned towards the bodyguard and spoke, he


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    Chapter 34


    JENNIFER''S POV


    I smiled gently at him and again threw a bucket of cuss words at my tormenter. Certainly he


    manipted all his guards, servants around him, torturing them to work for him!


    Poor them! I sighed and continued,"Well, Champ is the trophy I got in my 12th grade for being the


    arounder in the five section." I spoke with a triumphant smile."Charlie is my all time favorite Rubics


    cube. And Coco, my dearest coffee mug."


    "And as for Sweety-" but I was cut in by that hypnotic, deep voice.


    "That ridiculous red coloured hybrid of alto and nano of yours." Completed my captor.


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    I narrowed my eyes at him. If I hated him earlier for who he was, now I despised him to entirely a


    different level for calling my Sweety ''ridiculous red coloured hybrid of alto and nano''.


    Nevertheless, I continued.


    "And fourth and most importantly..." I stopped, mid-way, and turned my gaze to the floor. My breath


    quickened and I felt my cheeks burn.


    ... You won''t force me on the bed." I somehowpleted my point.


    And finally, with that tilted head, he fave me azy smile and straightened. I felt my core quiver in.....


    want... need? Hell No! Nothing of that sort! My stomach simply churned with anxiety.


    He stepped nearer... and nearer... and nearer. And now, our noses were touching with our lips inches


    apart. Kissing him... again and that too in front of so many people was thest thing in my mind.


    His face turned to my right ear. He bent further and grazed my skin there with his nose. I clutched the


    sides of skirt but couldn''t do anything except it as behind me stood the non-budging wall. While his


    touch were giving me tingles across my skin, his hot breath seemed to be healing the love-cut given to


    me on my bottom lip.


    "Trust me Sweetheart, you shall be more than willing to submit to my touch..... and you won''t think


    twice before ditching your self-dignity." He rasped seductively in my ear.


    And in a blink of eye, he turned to join the legal team at the back, leaving me crimson coloured all over.


    I remained rooted to me ce, and after like 5 minutes, one of thewyers called me out,"Miss


    Mathews, please go through these papers and sign them." He said. I walked to them and with every


    step my heart mmed against my chest wildly.


    I finally reached to one the sleek steel grey colored cars... which I guessed to be Range-Rover. The


    lawyer, in a ck shirt handed me a transparent writing pad with the papers clipped to it.


    I had no escape now! I had to to this.... this was really happening!


    As I took the pen from that man, I sensed that simr heat radiating at my back. He was standing just


    behind me.


    With shaky fingers, I signed at the two nks in the page without ncing anything else on the paper


    other than the instruction of writing the name to be used as the official one after marriage. Which


    meant, I had to sign with the name :- Jennifer Mahasena.


    I was in no mood of bending in front of this ridiculous use so I scribbled my name as :- Jennifer


    Mathews Mahasena.


    Thewyer with a frightened look interrupted me as I was about to m the writing pad on the car''s


    bo.


    "Mam, you didn''t read the uses mentioned in the papers." He spoke with a lowered gaze, specifically


    because of the man standing behind me.


    I lost thest string of patience in me with that and almost spat," I still would have been forced to sign it


    even if it mentioned me marrying a rabid dog! So doesn''t make a fucking difference for me!" I snapped


    as I banged the writing pad on the bo and threw the pen on the ground.


    There were horrid gasps across the area. Even the guards were staring at me with utter shock. The


    legal n took a back step away from where they stood. While the guards seemed to be waiting for a


    shooting order from their boss. I couldn''t me them, afterall, I justpared the Mafia king to a sick


    dog. But they couldn''t me me too! I wasn''t experienced in handling insane men threatening me to


    marry them.


    I ced my hands on the bo of the Range-Rover and exhaled heavily. I calmed down but then


    realization kicked me on my butt as I realized that the man whom I just called a filthy animal was


    standing behind me. I was freaking out. I knees were in the state where they could give in any


    momemt.


    I stiffened on thinking of the consequences I could face for my impulsive outburst. A sweat beads rolled


    down from the side my forehead due to my nervousness.


    And then.....


    I felt him sping my thin, fragile hand in his big, muscr one and he turned me to face him. He was


    as calm like the deep, vast Pacific Oceans. But you may know, the Pacific is also the very ocean


    brewing the maximum number of hurricanes too.


    It felt as if he was the short calmness which stays before the real storm hits you. And I feared, that


    soon, he shall be taking that form too. We continued the stare-down.


    Me for contemting his punishment for me and him.... Well, he seemed to be eying me with an


    undescipherable feeling.


    Then all of a sudden, I felt something cold slide on my right hand ring finger. I blinked and tore my gaze


    to look down at my finger and my breath hitched.


    There rested a ring. A beautiful ring which stole my breath away. In the middle of the gold band was a


    pearl which was guarded by two cresent moons on its either sides and two diamonds studded after the


    moons. On the top and bottom of the pearl, three diamonds rested as if decorating it like a crown.


    What touched my heart the most about the ring was that the diamonds shone like stars.... something


    which had always been close to my heart.


    He took my hand and lifted it to his lips and without breaking his gaze kissed my finger gently where


    the ring rested. Millions of butterflies broke within my stomach, tingling my interiors like crazy.


    "Your engagement ring sweetheart. With it, I mark you as mine! So don''t think even once of keeping it


    anywhere away from you." He said.


    And I knew, this ring was for the world out there to tell them I was taken. As for me, he already had


    made me his the very first time he saw me.....


    And unfortunately, I had to live with that fact, till I escaped from his clutches........

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    Chapter 35


    DHANUSH''S POV


    Fuck Buddies :- Surely more than the total number of leaves a gulmohar tree could bear on a spring


    morning.


    Flings :- Had enough to produce a poption half of a fucking continent!


    Girlfriends :- (Well, as I had never really been a stable-rtionship king of guy... you can still expect


    less in this department) Only equal to the number of hair you have on your head. Certainly less for my


    fucking standards! Isn''t it?


    But one look at this woman standing in front of me, and I could say that if fate had knocked my door


    beforehand and told me about her, I would have certainly remained a celibate till I got her!


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    Jennifer


    My Jennifer


    My little dragon spitting out fire whenever she got a chance.


    Currently, she had been staring at her engagement ring as if it had been the very thing missing from


    her life, and now that she had it, she shall cling to it like her breathes depended on it. The ring was


    going too well with her caramel colored skin. The diamonds shone as if they had finally found the


    perfect person on whom they could sparkle like the stars themselves! The ring looked so damn perfect


    on her or maybe, she was perfect for it... Hell! Whatever she connected herself to, it only seemed to


    beautify! ... And it waspelling me to adorn my fireball with all the jewels on this world, make her


    look more ravishing, pamper her with everything, every-fucking-thing!


    If it were on me, I would have gone up the dark sky, rob the dark sky from all its shining stars, then


    thread them into a ne and slide it around her slender neck.


    I had never felt so attached and attracted to a girl before. This felt so real! As if telling me that all these


    years my previous hook-ups had been sheer waste of time, money and energy. ( not to mention,


    wastage of condoms too!)


    I bet if it would have been two weeks back the time-line, I would have been my old self of fucking my


    way into five sextual harassmentwsuits, in one month. I sometimes felt as if the 20% of the annual


    profit of our empire went straight to make sure that the assistant, sometimes some hotel''s front-desk


    receptionist, or some employee of my branch didn''t go wild fot getting dumpedter on once I was


    done with them.( Sextual harassment my ass! I am damn sure each one of them would have literally


    begged to me when I had refused them a release! Bloody Gold diggers)


    But seeing this girl absolutely not giving a shit to my wealth was something I was really admiring.


    "You won''t take it away anywhere else from yourself. And if you dare to do so, I shall consider it as


    betrayal. And trust me Sweetheart when I say I hate traitors like anything!" Imanded sternly in a


    tone as hard as vibranium, my gaze fixated over Jennifer. For a second, I thought she had been


    regarding me with an emotion close to overwhelm but soon that surreal feeling dissapeared from her


    face as she realised that the ring was more or less shackles for her, the symbol of her being shakled to


    me.


    Her face contracted, as if she looked conflicted what toe up with next. But I didn''t give her the


    privilege of continuing the conversation. I had a deadline to meet. This could not be continued


    endlessly. And anyway, if she had anything against me, we could still continue the talk in our bedroom


    later. But now, I had a wedding to prepare for, a marraige to happen, some people to invite and a grand


    ceremony to organize. Not to forget, to prepare everything for my soon-to-be-wife too.


    She opened her mouth to say something but couldn''tplete the sentence ever as I pricked a needle


    in her neck. Her brows twitched a bit for the little pain caused but soon, her stressed muscles rxed


    and she let her body go loose. Her eyes fluttered and soon they drooped as darkness engulfed her due


    to the sedative numbing her senses.


    And low and behold,


    My tigress fell asleep in my arms.


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    This was going to be my second visit to her house. I very well knew that Jennifer didn''t want any of the


    people out there in the world to get to know about our marriage but I wanted to make sure that the


    Justin guy, or whoever he was stayed away from her. I didn''t really have ns of letting her go out in


    the open, once she became my wife. It was too risky for her! I didn''t want her to be that morsel of


    food which the fishermen use to get hold of a big catch (me), for my rivals.


    And if she by any chance went outside, I didn''t want this Justin kiddo to lurk around her.


    I knocked the door twice, but there came no response. Just as I was about to pin a bullet or two, the


    door finally opened revealing an angry Justin. He seemed as if he had been just about to m himself


    within some random chic but at the end moment, I popped out of nowhere and announced that she


    contained STD.


    "What?" He questioned thoroughly irritated.


    " ''What'' is that either you let my guards in by being a good kid or I shall not think twice before emptying


    this gun in your dick!" I deadpanned in ''I-am-not -here-to-hear-your-shit'' tone. He visibly stiffened.


    He stepped aside and let my bodyguards in mping his trash-bin shut. All of my armed men marched


    inside Jennifer''s room. As I made my way inside, I really did prove myself correct.... well partially.


    A red-haired girl who was all this time lying on the dining table sprang up and was now tossing and


    tumbling here and there searching for her shreads of clothing. And without sparing a nce on my way


    again, she waltzed out the door.


    I made myselffortable on the cheap velvety sofa and ced my legs on the tea-table infront of me.


    I had enough of time till my men collected the entire stuff from Jennifer''s room. And so, I intertwined my


    fingers and ced them behind my head, as if owning the whole colony.


    The kid stood at the door, with his saucer-wide eyes and agape mouth assessing me.


    "So Justin..." I said to draw his attention to my words and not my expensive suit or handsome face.(Not


    at all boasting, simply pointing out the facts!)


    The kid recovered and spoke,"It''s Tristan... Tristan Mathews."


    "Does not really make a difference kiddo. I would not have bothered even it your name had been


    Shitface." I quipped. This guy was one of the reasons why Jennifer didn''t like living here, and I was


    sure to roast him with my words atleast, if not literally, till now.


    He shut up, probably offended but didn''t speak a word.


    "So the thing is.... your elder sister is going to marry me. So, I just thought of dropping by and warning


    you to stay away from her if you happen to cross her path some day in the future.... even if I don''t really


    think it shall be so.." I spoke while casually caressing my revolver.


    He shuddered in fear, and I knew my arrow had hit the target.


    "Dad shall not like this!" He said out of the blue, still shuddering but know with a different fervour, as if


    his father would shoot any damn person who broke this news to him.


    Like I was going to ask for his goddamn permission you think!?


    My looks changed. All the casualness disappeared masking my face with seriousness.


    "Not liking it is his business but marrying her is mine! And you and your dad are world''s biggest fools if


    you think you shall be able to stop any of it!" I thundered.


    I aimed the revolver at his right leg. That alone left him off-gaurd.I racked the slide and pushed the


    trigger. And the bullet released from the gun. The deafening sound of the gun filled the room as the


    bullet hit straight into the fucker''s right foot. He threw his hand up in the air as he lost his bnce and


    shrieked in pain. He fell to the ground and was wriggling helplessly calling out for help.


    That gave me an ounce of sce. To hear him yelp, was giving me pleasure as he was the reason


    Jennifer didn''t feel safe in her own very house.


    I didn''t know the whole scenario of her house but I was not unknown to the fact that this bastard,


    despite of being her younger brother had even thought of approaching her wrongly, when she didn''t


    approve of it.


    My blood was boiling and I was damn sure if it had not been my men, I would have certainly emptied


    the remaining bullets in his head.


    "Boss, we have got the required things." Informed one of my men as he directed the rest to carry the


    stuff back. God...She had so many books! It felt like two of the rooms of my penthouse will get


    suffocated with so many of them.


    I nodded and told them to proceed and wait for me downstairs. And they left.


    I turned my gaze to that yelping bastard lying on the floor, with his leg soaked in blood. I crouched to


    his level and gave him a cynical smile.


    "Firstly, tell your dad that I didn''t need his permission to marry his daughter and secondly, I am not at all


    sorry for shooting his beloved son''s leg." I said.


    "Thirdly, if he asks who it was, tell him it was the devil and Fourthly, for you kid, Stay.Away.From.Her."


    Then thumping his back, I left that shitface weeping and dragging himself to the telephone on the table.


    I got into the elevator and made my way downstairs.

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    Chapter 36


    JENNIFER''S POV


    Have you ever imagined how it would feel (A) to get pricked by endless needles, or (B) feeling heavy


    as if you were sinking in a major hangover, or (C) feeling suffocated as if huge blocks of metal were


    covering your body?


    No? Well as of now, I shall go with option (D) all of the above!


    I felt numb, across my body as if, all these years I had been lying deep beneath thick bs of bone-


    chilling ice. I tried to turn to a side, but failed miserably. Then somehow, I turned to my left. The linen


    bedsheets wrinkled because of my constant movement.


    I couldn''t understand why I had been feeling so dizzy.


    Am I kidnapped? Did someone rape me!? Am I going to die?


    My mind was clouded with such questions. I tried opening my eyes and the lights of the room blinded


    my sight. I blinked rapidly, trying to adjust myself with the surroundings. I dragged myself up the bed


    and somehow sat on it. As I got limatized with the room, I took in the things arround me. I was in a


    suite. A grand one, which had been decorated with red, orange roses and warm colors close to them. It


    felt as if the room had been constructed in a rose garden. I turned my gaze to the bed and spotted


    crem¨¦ coloured linen sheets covering the queen-sized mattress. There was a nightstand with a tulip


    shaped red colouredmp on it, near the left of the bed.


    I gently stood up.


    To the left of me were big mirrors as if I were in some movie set''s green room. There, in front of them,


    piles of ornaments were stacked. Cosmetics, flowers were lying on the counter present in front of the


    mirrors. There were several stools kept.


    Straight to the bed was the door. I limped to it, still a feeling sort of paralysis gripping my feet. I tried


    turning open the know but as expected, the door was locked.


    The wardrobes on the right of me were open with endless number of lehengas peeping out of it. All of


    them looked stunning. I moved to those dresses with heavy steps, slowly but steadily recovering from


    the hammering sensation. I ran my fingers callously over the lehengas. I don''t know why but, instead of


    dread or fear filling my senses, all I felt in me was numbness. Nothing was being registered in my mind


    and I was behaving like a zombie, absolutely ignorant to what situation I was in.


    As I had been running my fingers across the soft fabric of the expensive attires hanging in the


    wardrobe, I noticed my fingers. They looked different... oddly different. And Darn it! They had nail paint


    on them with henna appliedon my hands and feet....


    I never apply such things on my nails then..? And mehendi... absolutely not possible!


    Subconsciously, my gaze went to the ring finger of my right hand and I spotted the ring there.


    My engagement ring! Chimed my brain.


    And my memory shed the moments back from my dance ss. I stumbled on my tracks and jerked


    my body behind. As I turned to face myself in the mirror, I was left dumbstruck!


    I was d in a royal blue lehenga with a cream coloured, blue bordered dupatta draped around my


    shoulders.


    I had a gorgeous sapphire studded ne resting on my my cor bones, with matching earrings


    dangling from my ears.


    I even had a simr nose ring on my nose, whose long chain had been hooked within my hair.


    My long, wavy, jet-ck hair had been rolled into a french bun with a diamond studded broach at its


    side. It had something written at its side. With shaky steps, I walked up to the mirrors and side faced a


    little to get a clear view of it.


    And my breath hitched on reading what the broach read.


    ''My Tigress''


    The diamonds were studded to give this writing. But one needed to look very closely to decipher what it


    really contained, from afar it was like any other diamond broach in the shape of a flower.


    I was trembling now. All the feelings of feeling heavy, suffocated was because of the heavy, bridal attire


    I had been wearing all this time!


    But, who changed my clothes? I thought.


    My head had been spinning like crazy and my throat felt parched... even more dry and burnt than the


    Sahara desert. I moved my gaze to the night stand where I spotted a jug full of water. I quickly covered


    the distance to the jug with brisk steps. After pouring myself a ss full of water, I drank it greedily.


    Finally, I felt at peace. Clutching my head, I slumped back on one of the armrests ced nearby. Just


    then, the door clicked open. I froze, in fear.


    I shut my eyes tight, I was not at all in a position to face the devil now. But, on hearing the jingling bells


    of payal (a type of ornament worn on the feet, which makes jingling sounds due to the small bells


    attached to it) I opened my eyes and looked who it was.


    There at the corner of the door, stood a sweet and chubby girl in a yellow colored frilled frock. She


    smiled looking at me. A genuine, innocent smile.


    I returned the gesture.


    "You are going to marry Dhanu bhaiya ( elder brother in hindi) isn''t it?" She asked innocently.


    I have to dear, as he threatened to wipe out all my loved ones of I dared to do something otherwise!


    But I simply nodded instead of blurting that out.


    Did she just call him Dhanu... really!? That demon doesn''t deserve an endearment! I snarled mentally.


    Then, turning back, she held a trolley full of mouth-watering goodies. If circumstances had been


    different, I would have certainly nursed myself with that appetizing food but I surely didn''t want to


    ept anything that was offered by him! And that included food too! I could live on water only for now


    atleast.


    "This is all for you! If you need anything else, please press the red button present near the bathroom


    over there. I shall do the rest!" She chirped pointing towards the red button near a ss cubicle, which


    was apparently the washroom.


    With that, she left.


    If I press the button will you be able to provide me with my long lost friend call freedom?


    I sighed heavily. Trying to open the door again would obviously turn out to be futile so I didn''t try again.


    My stomach grumbled but I didn''t nce at that trolley for once.


    Just then, I heard a sound. Something chimed


    Phone... my phone!


    I literally sprang up on my feet and ran towards the direction of the sound. It had beening from one


    of the drawers of the wardrobe. After opening a dozen of them, I finally got hold of the one which


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    I opened that drawer and fished my phone out. By the time, the call had ended. What threw me off-


    gaurd was the time. It was past midnight, 1:15 a.m. but still, even through the closed room, I could


    make out the preparations going on downstairs in full swing. There were 33 missed calls from father, 19


    missed calls from Tristan and surprisingly 30 missed calls from Natasha too, with whom I rarely talked


    ever.


    Are they all so much concerned about me being missing for so long?


    Nevertheless, pushing those idiotic thoughts aside, I called Natasha. The phone was epted by the


    second ring.


    "Where are you Jenny darling?" Came the very first question from her end, dripping of fake concern


    and pure disdain.


    "I don''t really know that." I replied.


    "We heard you getting married to one of the devils? Is it really true?"


    Silence.


    My knees turned jelly. I tensed on hearing ''we''.


    Do they know about the Marraige? How did theye to know!?


    A sweat bead trailed down my spine. Even the air conditioner seemed to be of no good.


    Apart from our breathing, there were no other audible sounds.


    "I... I actually.." I stuttered. I was already shaking on thinking of the consequences of father getting hold


    of this news. Now that Natasha knew it, it was sure that soon he shall be knowing it too.


    "You always thought yourself to be above me didn''t you? You don''t deserve him! They may be evil but


    they are the most sought after ones. I always thought you shall be whimpering helplessly while that


    Mayank Prakash shall be robbing away your innocence above you. But look at you! You bitch! You got


    hold of the devil! They are great in the bed. They are known for their unnatural desires. Threesome


    hook-ups is their thing. It''s quite puzzling why he chose you!"


    My interiors churned as I took in her vicious curses and her tant disy of lust. Although she had


    never even bothered to treat me as a formal friend of hers, looking at our age difference of mere 2


    years, expecting kind words on her end was utter foolishness.


    She went ahead with her facade of fake sympathy," I feel so sorry for you dear.... I should remind you


    another thing though. You shall soon get married to a rich and powerful, not to mention a bloodthirsty


    criminal. So do act as an underworld kingpin''s wife too! Who knows, he may not inflinct you with much


    pain then-"


    But she couldn''t continue as the phone got snatched from her and the thundering voice reached my


    ears which I had desperately ignoring till now.


    "You dirty whore! Its because of you that my son is in the hospital. Just wait and watch, you filthy bitch!


    Once he shall y you into two and feed you to a pack of wild wolves!" Father roared.


    I had been already confused with so many dead-end clues. And hearing Tristan to be in the hospital


    was a big blow for me.


    "Father... I don''t know what you are talking about..." but he didn''t let meplete.


    "Mark my words bitch! He shall y you! All these years he has been waiting for you to get ready so


    that he reaps you, uprooted you at the right time! You shall soon be dead!" He barked.


    "Who?" I whispered, absolutely aware that the person father had been referring to was different from


    Dhanush and that he had a link to my past.


    "Randhir! Randhir Manthena! Your fucking father!"

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    I stood frozen at my ce, absolutely dumbstruck!


    Randhir... Randhir Manthena! Your fucking father!


    Randhir... Randhir Manthena! Your fucking father!


    Randhir... Randhir Manthena! Your fucking father!


    Those words kept reying themselves in my mind like a damaged tape-recorder, repeating itself over


    and over again. Father had disconnected the call by then, leaving me in a state of utter disorder.


    My lips were quivering while I was desperately trying to back those big, fat tears from trailing down my


    eyes. I had looked for the ''Manthena Group of Industries'' before when I had in the very first time,


    eavesdropped on father. I had searched on each and every search engine. At that time, I hade to


    know that for a decade or so, Randhir Manthena had been the CEO of the corporation. But then


    abruptly, he gave up the position. Since then, his whereabouts were unknown. Some of the tabloids


    said that he had surrendered himself from the business world and was staying in some distantnd


    while other paparazzi said he had been ailing since a long time due to some lung disease and hence


    was counting hisst days in some oldage home.


    At that time, I had felt a dire need of searching for him, meeting him once, ask about his health,


    confront him for not asking about me all these years, not trying to meet me for even once, keeping me


    away from parental love, security. But most necessarily I had wanted to give him a tight hug. I had felt


    ecstatic for have gotten someone whom I could call as my own but this recent revtion had shattered


    everything.


    I had a family, atleast a father.... True


    He had been looking for me all these years.... Damn right


    But was it all for a happy, teary, reunion? Absolutely not!


    He had been hunting for me all this time, he had kept me alive possibly because he had some very


    profitable business to extract through me. I still couldn''t reason out why he had kept me away from


    himself these many years?


    Because he despises you like some rotten, worthless trash. You were nothing to him from the


    beginning and so, he didn''t want you around him except for once when he could fulfill his purpose from


    you!


    Chimed my subconscious mind.


    My knees gave in and I copsed on the floor. For once, I agreed with it on this. I felt empty all over. It


    felt horrible to even think that I had noone to call as my own family. My head began to pound because


    of uneasiness and terror... terror of being left alone, with noone else to help me out of this mess. I


    tightly shut my eyes, and as a cue, tears trickled down my cheeks, probably messing the eye makeup


    but who the hell cared? I was still going to be sacrificed either ways, be it my own dad or the devil.


    All of a sudden, something shed in my mind, in front of my closed eyes.


    A grand, enchanting mansion stood in front of me, as if owned by one of the mightiest of all kings. It


    somehow, surprisingly looked..... familiar. As if I had been there for a long time, running around the


    beautiful gardens, ying hide-and-seek behind the mahogany trees, sshing the pond water on him.


    Him, that small boy with the most beautiful, innocent set of deep brown eyes one would have everid


    eyes upon! He began running behind me for trying to get hold of me but I stealthily hid behind one of


    the huge banyan trees near the temple. Suddenly, I heard a heart-wretching, ear-splitting st behind


    me. That made me gasp out of shock. I peeked from the side of the tree only to find that mansion to be? 2024 N?v/el/Dram/a.Org.


    caught in zing mes and desparate cries of people stuck in there but absolutely no sight of the


    boy.....


    I opened my eyes with a jerk and a terrified shriek left my mouth. I had been sweating profusely and


    shaking like a dry, old leaf. I wiped my forehead with the back of my hand and stood up, with the


    support of an adjoining cupboard.


    What was that?


    I thought. I was totally nk regarding those visuals which had just invaded my mind out of nowhere. I


    didn''t have any idea of what I had seen but still felt like a dream which once I had been living in reality.


    Maybe due to my soaring anxiety levels.


    The thought popped in my mind and I dismissed those visuals like a bad dream.


    Just as I was about to move to the bed with my wobbly feet, I heard some hurried footstepsing up


    and then, the door was clicked open.


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    There at the frame of the door, stood a visibly worrieddy, eyeing me with concern most probably


    because of my dishevelled state. Thedy certainly in herete 40s, looked at me with worry oozing out


    of her soft, gentle features. I stared at her, with no emotion on my face. I let my body go loose and as a


    result I fell on the bed on my hips, with a soft thud.


    I didn''t realize when she came up to me and started shaking me by my shoulders, gently trying to pull


    me back from my reverie.


    "Madam, are you alright? You look pretty shaken up..." she said while shaking me, now a little more


    briskly with her hands. That made me move out of my trance. I blinked rapidly, adjusting my brain to the


    facts, assumptions and the rumors surrounding me.


    "Mam, you look too tired. The Marraige shall take ce within the next 2 hours. Please eat something


    and take rest till then. We shall look after the makeup and anything else which can help you rx." She


    said as she held me by my elbow and helped me lean back on the headrest of the bed.


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    Although I was feeling extremely exhausted and emotionally drained, still her words did the thing of


    pissing me off. I was not a freaking doll especially present there for them to show their beauty strokes


    and make me look no less than a barbie!


    "First of all, sieze that ''madam'' thing will you? Secondly, I am being forced in this marriage so it shall be


    very kind of you if you leave me and my messed up makeup alone. And as for the matter of rxing is


    concerned, please give your boss a few drops of cyanide in his protein shake or such stuff and yeah! I


    shall be rxed like never before!" I snapped. She flinched on my rude outburst but didn''t speak a


    word back. I felt guilty for being harsh on her because of my personal agendas.


    "Madam.. I... I mean" she stuttered. "Its Jennifer for you aunty." I interrupted her and gave her a


    comforting smile. She smiled a little too.


    "Jennifer, you must not go against the instructions of Dhanush. He will not like it. And then I... you.."


    By now, I had understood that the devil was ruthless like the vultures, cruel like a bloodthirsty


    conquerer. If it were on him, he would have met ''kindness'' in a dark alley and strangle her to death.


    Then he would look for her little sister ''Generosity'' and kill her too! And I didn''t want him to experiment


    his wrath on this poordy standing in front of me, that too because of my stubbornness so unwillingly


    though, I agreed to bend as per his will, for now.


    NOTE THE WORDS :- for now


    "It''s ok, aunty. I shall eat something and lie down. You do what ever it needs to fix this whatever I have


    messed up... and I am really sorry for it." I replied, with an apologizing smile.


    She nodded and waved off saying,"This is our job Jennifer, there is nothing to apologize for."


    With that she moved towards the counters near the mirrors looking for different shades of eyeshadow,


    blush and God knows what more. I on the other hand made my way to the food trolley.


    It had numerous dishes ced in twopartments. While one had starters and all sorts of mocktails,


    the other side had 6 to 7 types of breads only, with paneer delicacies and around 5 sweet dishes. And,


    as habits die hard, my fingers automatically moved towards the desserts. I wasn''t in a state to gobble


    all of the items. So I settled with some kheer.(a type of sweet dish made up of rice, milk and dry fruits)


    I emptied it in a few minutes and to be honest, each spoon made me feel like I was in heaven.


    Absolutely delicious! If I had been in a better state of mind, I would have certainly dived on the other


    dishes too. But as my case was different, I put a stop. I put the nordic style bowl down and went to the


    bed. I slumped back there, and instantly my eyes drooped.


    Soon, I felt multiple hands working on my face, neck. Some adjusting the ornaments while the others


    correcting the makeup. But I didn''t bother opening my eyes, I was way too tired to greet any of them


    and rightaway look for any allies among them.


    Each passing day of my life was definitely proving out to be a new chapter of some thriller novel with an


    unexpected twist with every page. And that was definitely affecting me, my life.


    Just then, the door clicked and someone came in.


    "The preparations are done. The marraige shall begin now. Send her downstairs." The male voice said.


    And as if in cue, my body had already turned rock solid and stiff as palpitable fear engulfed me. The


    time hade, I had to face him again and the worst part was.....


    I could not run away.

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    "Get this done quickly. Dhanush is waiting." Ravi instructed the women, working over the makeup of


    Jennifer. And as those words left his mouth, thedies there began scrambling here and there to not


    keep the devil waiting.


    Although Jennifer''s eyes were closed, she felt him walk inside the suite as his shoes moved on the


    Maplewood flooring of the room. Ravi went up to the food trolley and inspected its contents. Seeing


    only a bowl of kheer empty, he exhaled heavily. Based on the previous encounters between his boss


    and Jennifer, he had expected her to throw the food down the gutter. But he was relieved to find that


    she had eaten something and wasn''t starving all this long. Moreover, he very well knew that Dhanush


    would not have liked it if he were informed that she was hungry and stubborn as hell all this while.


    "Make sure that her face it covered by a veil. Noone should get a clear picture of her face." He


    informed. He very well knew that as per Jennifer''s conditions, she didn''t want to be revealed in front of


    the guests. Also, his boss wanted to keep her safe while being amongst his opponents which were also


    present in the ceremony, most importantly from the Italian Mafia leader, Angelo De Luca. Already the


    ties of the Indian Mafia with the Italians was bing a vtile subject and making the devil''s wife a


    matter of interest for such bastards was thest thing he wished to see.


    Then, he nced that girl who had got his boss enchanted by her defiance. She was beautiful, there


    was no denial, but he couldn''t understand why Dhanush was hell bent on pursuing her relentlessly.


    It was not like he hadn''t been with much more drop-dead gorgeous women before. Then what was it


    with this girl that he went to the extent of forcing her to tie the knot with him. But that is why this, among


    the four of the devils was called :- The Insane.


    As being Insane, Mad made you unpredictable, which didn''t let others to gauge your actions and think


    of a counter-attack. That was much more dangerous than uncontrolled wrath. Being crazy as they


    called it, gave you leverage upon your enemies as that always kept them on their toes utterly confused


    about your next move.


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    Then shaking his head a little, he walked away closing the door with a click sound. The moment he left,


    Jennifer''s eyes flew open and she sat on the bed, no longer tired or exhausted but anxious.


    She clutched the sides of the linen sheets and they wrinkled because of her fisting them in her hands.


    She was badly shaking, unable to control her thoughts or bodily reactions to the instructions thrown to


    the helper-women there.


    "Mam, do you need something?" The samedy asked who had earlier consoled Jennifer after listening


    about her dad''s revtion. But there came no response. She helplessly saw Jennifer curling herself


    like a shrimp and taking deep breaths in the hope of calming herself down but that was all going waste.


    The otherdies present there were eying her with worry unaware what to do next to pacify her.


    "Can...can you please.. provide me with a... gl..ss of.. water?" She somehow spoke in a trembling


    tone.


    One of thedies ran to the jug ced on the nightstand nearby. She poured a ss of water and


    handed it to Jennifer. She drank the water greedily with shaky hands, as if it was thest ss of water


    remaining on Earth. She again motioned for some of it by raising the ss to her again. Thedy again


    filled half of the ss and this time she drank it clutching the ss tightly with both her hands. Once


    emptied, she ced the ss on the nightstand.


    She closed her eyes and the pictures of her only close people in the oldage home shed in front of


    her eyes. A small smile appeared on her face. Her breathing slowly began to settle back to normal.


    Whether she liked it or not, she was not going to give up on those people who loved her dearly. Even if


    it meant marriage to someone whose name was synonymous to evil and death, she shall still choose to


    gamble her life for them.


    Keeping her calm and sanity was of the utmost importance and she could not give them up. Those


    thoughts changed her demeanor. She had to be strong as that was the need of the hour, seeing her


    weak could trigger the devil to take advantage of her condition, and she certainly didn''t want it.


    She took a slow deep breath and opened her eyes, ready to face the devil in his eyes.


    "Thank you." She said to thedy who had offered her water.


    She wanted tough at her situation. She had a phone but couldn''t use it to call the police. She had an


    opened door but couldn''t run away ftom there. She had some members of her so-called family but


    couldn''t ask them to find her and take her away with them. As each of it would eventually lead to the


    devil destroying her life by vanishing the people she cared for and ending her career hence loosing her


    purpose of life. All she wished for now was to feel numbness all over her body again rather than this


    agony and despair which was threatening to rip her soul apart.


    "It''s time." A girl in her teens said.


    "Madam, we should proceed now. The ceremony needs to be started now." Another woman spoke.


    Jenny, simply nodded and got up, this time not bothering to correct her from using "madam".


    The teen and another women moved to her to guide her down to the wedding mandap.(ce inside a


    canopy where the sacred fire is kindled in the centre for witnessing the union of two people)


    The girl adjusted the dupatta on Jennifer''s head such that it it covered more than half of her face. Then


    guiding her bu her shoulder, both thedies moved to the door. The girl opened it and the three of them


    moved out of the suite.


    Oning out of the room, Jennifer''s breath hitched. It was a beautiful hotel with a well-illuminated


    extravagant corridor. She guessed it to be the top most floor of the hotel which was probably the 9th


    floor. The hallway was carpeted and had beautiful vases at the sides with fresh Gerbera flowers in


    them. All of the dec¨®r of the hotel was like some Rajasthani pce sparkling because of the small


    mirrors attached on the ceiling. The ambience was beautiful, with modern amenities and a vibrant


    touch like majestic Rajasthani pces.


    The girl had been supporting Jennifer by shoulder, now and then giving her assuring smiles while the


    olderdy was leading the way. Then, They got into an elevator. They stepped in and the door dinged


    closed. Jennifer''s jaw fell to the ground when she noticed the buttons indicating the top most level to be


    24.


    And here I thought it to have only one-third of it! she thought.

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    THIRD PERSONAL''S POV


    Soon, the lift stopped on first floor and the door dinged open, they walked out and and then began


    walking straight. All this while, Jenny had been drinking her surroundings with great interest. Even


    during such an odd timing of the day, the hotel was bustling with activity. Some people were checking


    in while some were moving out. The staff was groomed well in sarees and kurtas. Is someone would


    cross them, they would smile tenderly like she knew them all.


    She wanted to know more about the ce and hence out of sheer curiosity which no longer could be


    contained, she asked, "Where are we? This ce is beauti- .... umm good." She said, still not willing to


    show her admiration for something associated directly or indirectly with the devil.


    To this, the girl replied with a smile,"We are in the one of the seven-star hotels of Dhanu bhaiya. This is


    the Anjali Bhavan. This the leading hotel in the country, andes in top 5 list in the world. You know,


    Anjali was the name of-" but she was interrupted by the olderdy,"Enough Shyama, we are almost


    there."


    To this the girl went silent, embarrassed of taking it so far. Soon, they reached the end of the corridor,


    and Jennifer froze on seeing the sight before her.


    The three of them were standing at the foot of a fleet of stairs which descended down in front of an


    open door. The stairs were covered with rose petals. The railings had blue and white roses arranged in


    a bundle, with a small yellow lighted bulb in the middle. Thedy whispered, " From here, you lead


    madam."


    Jennifer''s heart began to race in her chest. She clutched the sides of her dupatta in front of her face,


    but despite of being nervous, she took a step.


    Now is the time to face him, to prove that I am not a quivering damsel in distress! I am wounded,


    injured emotionally but not chained to this beast. And I shall prove my point, whatever it may take!


    She thought while descending the stairs.


    Once, she reached the entrance of the colossal hall, she lifted her head up and saw a hundreds of


    lavishly dressed men and women present in there. All of them were engaged in their talks. This area


    had the seating arrangements for the invited people, drinks at one side, number of counters of food


    lined on the other side of the hall. Huge tear-drop chandeliers were hanging from the roof while the


    floor had red-coloured vinyl flooring. There was also a stage located on the extreme left, were some


    musicians were ying live music.


    The moment she stepped inside, all the pairs of eyes snapped to her, watching her from head to toe,


    assessing her beauty, her way of carrying herself. The hall gradually got covered with the theatrical fog,


    giving a feeling of walking through the white, cotton clouds. The lights dimed and except of the


    chandeliers, no more lights were on. Then suddenly, all the paintings filled walls began shining


    because of the golden-coloured rice lights illuminated. The lights would illuminate and turn off gradually


    now and then, giving a heavenly effect to the ce.


    Jennifer was left mesmerized. Her eyes fluttered and widened as if wanting to capture every bit of the


    beautiful sight around her. She kept walking and the people on her way, on their own made way for her


    by stepping aside. She didn''t realize when she had crossed the hall and was standing on its opposite


    side, where arge courtyard was located. She dragged her gaze from the hall to her front.


    Now the sweet fragrance of the flowers present in the foyer was reced with the piquant smell of


    camphor lingering in the garden air. She moved towards the courtyard. As she stepped on the lush


    carpet of grass, hanging lights got switched on illuminating the whole courtyard. There were scented


    candles everywhere which she had not noticed till then.


    And then, she spotted her fate boring his brown eyes into her ck ones. The devil was wearing a


    cream-colored rajputi sherwani(type of Indian wear) with a heavily embroidered achkan(a type of


    clothing wrapped by men during a wedding)on his left shoulder. He had a blue colored turban


    contracting to her lehenga. He was looking sizzling with arger than life image oozing out from his


    overall dark persona.


    His eyes were doing such things to her which she could not even imagine someone else''s hands to be


    capable of doing.


    His eyes were boring into hers with an unparalleled fervour. While Jennifer was returning the gaze with


    an equal intensity. Their stare-down continued as none out of the two batted a single eyelid.


    "Miss Mathews, please walk to the mandap. We have tomence the marraige." The priest said. She


    blinked.


    And she did walk, as despite of her best efforts, panic gripped her. She moved to the mandap with


    heavy steps, praying to the Lord, to either engulf her within the ground or strike lightning on her captor


    but nothing happened.


    Once the bride and the groom were present in the mandap, the priests began the wedding.


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    Chants filled the air and the fire was ignited in the pyre. The priests were performing the ceremony in a


    very pensive mood. Every now and then, panicked gasps were leaving Jennifer''s mouth. She was


    resisting even the slightest of brushing of her arms with her captor sitting beside her.


    The guests had collected in the courtyard to witness the function. Not all of them were from underworld,


    but surely most of them were corrupt. While some were bureaucrats, some ministers of the central level


    and many were from the world of business. Hence, everything had to be kept normal like any Indian


    Wedding without any suspicion.


    "Please ce your hand above the groom''s and repeat the chants after me." The priest instructed.


    Jennifer followed the instructions blindly. But it was hard to control the urge to snatch her hand away


    from therge one enclosing hers in a firm grip.


    It also took tremendous effort to stop her hand from trembling. She gritted her teeth and tried her level


    best of showing courage. She couldn''t show fear in front of him in such an early stage. For once, she


    was d that she had the veil in front of her face or anyone who would have seen her expressions


    now, would have known that she was being forced in this marriage.


    The priest could sense the tension between the couple as like any normal couple, they did not steal


    nces at one another. Neither anyone of them smiled for once at each other. While the groom had a


    small, hardened smile etched on his face, the bride had downcasted eyes, not lifting her head up


    anytime.


    While some people were giving her looks of pity, some gave her looks of pure envy, and some seemed


    to romanticize the hurried wedding. But oblivious to all of it, the bride and groom proceeded with the


    Marraige.


    "The bride and the groom now should get up for the seven rounds around the sacred fire." Continued


    the priest. As in cue, the guests, began showering flower petals on them. Both of them continued the


    rituals, as instructed to them which included being seated and applying the vermilion on the head of the


    bride.


    Soon, the marraige was aplished.


    "The bride and the groom may stand up now. From now on, you are husband and wife." The priest


    said.


    Hearing this, a dark smile appeared on Dhanush''s face. He turned towards now petrified Jennifer. He


    leaned forward and lifted the veil. He brushed his nose along her jawline making her shudder. The


    priest had to avert his eyes to give them space, hence he got up and left them alone.


    "You heard that sweetheart? I had promised myself that I shall make you mine FOREVER. And that


    ''forever'' starts from now!" The beast whispered in his beauty''s ear,cing his words with an untold


    promise!


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