MIS Part 10-1

Mistress – A Tainted Identity Part 10

Author’s POV

"Where is he??" Anshul asked Jagat who was standing outside Tapish's penthouse with tense look on his face.

"He is inside" he told him to which he gave him a curt nod and without wasting a second, he rushed inside to check on his friend who was wasting himself in the alcohol but he shook his head in displeasure when he saw the condition of his room, completely destroyed, every fucking thing was on the floor like a storm passed by.

His eyes wandered across the room but halted at his friend who was sitting on the floor leaning his back against the bed with a half-filled bottle of wine in one hand while his blank eyes fixed on his other hand which was bleeding but his eyes flickered when Anshul’s cologne hit his sharp nose.

His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows showing his veiny hands as he took bottle to his lips and the top three buttons of his shirt were opened to give a mouthwatering view of his hard chest.

"What the hell a