CHAPTER - 24 | cross my heart hope to die____________before diving into this chapter. Please try to share your views. I tested something with the last chapters. do you guys want more chill chapters like them or not? please share your views and dont forget to vote. _________Memories are a little recollection of what we have been through, good or bad. Just like life. The greed within us tells us to never let go of those good memories and always then confides us to erase the bad memories. How can I explain this? I don't know. I just know that there have been days when the only thing giving me the company was my pillow and the half-empty bottle of vodka, and now suddenly there is someone else, him. Someone to hold my hand, during my nightmares, someone to kiss me in my sleep and tell me everything is alright.How poetic is the dire need to have someone, but the question I ask is? is this love? Am I in love with him? I, Ayushi Tanwar am fucked. I woke up to an empty bed, feeli
Chapter 25 | Dark confided places, just like her eyes. _____________In my line of work, a lot of things are unexpected. The ground beneath your feet can vanish in an instant, replaced by a gaping maw of uncertainty. Sleep, instead of offering solace, becomes a treacherous tightrope walk across a chasm of unsettling premonitions. Every flicker of shadow morphs into a lurking predator, its eyes glinting like malevolent stars in the inky blackness. You become a hunted animal, perpetually on edge, with every creak of floorboard a harbinger of something far worse than the nightmares that claw at your mind.But not even in my twenty-eight years of life I've thought that a woman who I might add is totally on my mercy irrespective of what she thinks, will attack me in my sleep. But she did. I woke up to her digging her nails into my skin, trying her best to choke me. Am I surprised? Yes. Am I angry? Yes. "You fucking bastard," she yells digging her nails deeper. I snatch her little
CHAPTER 26 | the 's' word. ___________After everything that went down tomorrow I was so exhausted I excused myself earlier and this time I went to my room to sleep.waking up alone feels so different now, feels like I did this to myself. at night I did feel like somebody is at my door, but when no one knocked I told myself it was just my imagination. it is silly, to want someone to want you.I lay down on my bed again groaning, burying myself in the pillows. My head shot up as someone entered my room. "You-, Cynthia. it's you. " I shook my head. "of course it's me," she said in her thick accent. "Of course," I said trying my best to hide my disappointment. "Master, wants you to get ready in 30 minutes."I dont care what he wants. "why?"she has probably seen me a million times in this house but this is the first time I can sense her eyes on me.Judging me. Almost like she is studying me up and down."Seems like he wants to take you to work with him.""work?"she looks at my face
CHAPTER 27 | Luminous lights and sex - a vibe.____________She looks like a pornstar.That is the first thing that comes to my mind. Her boobs are huge her waist small her lips full with long blond hair.Damn.I bite my tongue, ceasing myself from asking her, does her back hurts from carrying them.Noticing me noticing her boobs she settles her eyes on me. I've seen thousands of types of expressions people give me when they look at me. She says she is surprised to see me.When she finally left I asked him."And who is she.""She is, None of your business."Seriously?Fine. I was walking away from him when he grabbed my wrist from behind. "Where do you think you going?""Out."I cleared my throat," I just want to..." "explore."His expression didn't give me anything. And I realized every time we are in public his face is hard and emotionless. "Ace." He shouts. "Go with her."_______The whole building is just filled with people with guns, cigarettes, and an unhealthy amount of dumbell
Baby you hold me down Kira's coat, reeking of mothballs and desperation, felt like a borrowed skin, offering no real protection. His words, "He told me," were a gauntlet thrown, a challenge I wouldn't back down from. This time, fear wouldn't be my guide. I squared my shoulders, the city lights glinting like defiant stars in my eyes. Did they want me? Let them come. I'd face the shadows, the hunters, the wolves at the door, one by one if that's what it took to survive.I didn't dare to say anything about what happened just moments ago. He said I'm his. Yes, he has said it before but this time it felt personal. Like he means it, which I think should be a good thing considering there are still people out there who want me. I clomped alongside him, the anger mask cracking at the edges. The club, a vibrant tapestry moments ago, lay in tatters, its discarded decorations like fallen dreams. I couldn't bear to be in his presence any longer, the raw vulnerability exposed by his words a fire
CHAPTER - 29 | So no marriage? ________"They were attacked," Uncle informs me. "Did anyone die?" "No, some are injured. They are recovering," he says but something about his tone bothers me. "If you have to say something to me, say it." "They were Dante's men" I announced mostly for myself to hear. I've always looked up to Uncle Roman, one of his qualities I admire to have was his ability to act calm and collected in situations like these. So, when I see the anger on his face im a little surprised. "When are you giving her to them."Never. I met his eyes. Angry or not angry the old man doesn't scare me. "Not that easily. ""This girl is not your keep, Nicolas. You will be making everyone fight for just some girl."My eye twitched. "It's not like it's the first time they will be fighting for a woman." This is true, it's very common for Mafia bosses to go to war just for their women. "Men will retaliate. They go fight for your women. The future of our Mafia." He sucked in a
CHAPTER - 30 | it's not the person, it's the artist in your eyes ______MyraIt's like knowing the world around you is burning and still not being able to do something.It's been almost 4 months since the last time I talked to my best friend. And since then there hasn't been a day I've not tried to get to her."Mom, when are we going back?" My 6-year-old son asks."Soon, honey," I replied with a fake smile. Lying to my son is the hardest part of his all. It's because for him I've not taken things totally into my hands.I waited the first month for her to arrive. Thinking something must've come up when she didn't arrive or answered my texts, I booked the first flight to Italy.All this because I have a stupid drive. I'm waiting here, when the right moment comes im going to throw this stupid drive in their faces.Please God, just keep her safe with him.Him.Yes, I know that son of a bitch cartel leader has her. And that is the only reason I am unable to help her. After almost a month
CHAPTER - 31 | I don't know what to make it suggest something, please___________"Call Dorian Costello," it's time we had a direct conversation. I personally tortured the man to give me the name. Dorian Costello, the underdog. I've never dealt with him, but rumors have it he's a cruel monster.I'm worse.A Rake nonetheless. He is pretty famous for his promiscuous ways.Precisely after their rings, he picked up the call. None of us say anything for a minute. "You like to see your men die?" I say first."Nicholas," he said chuckling. "They deserved to die if they can't even get me a fucking chip."My else met Ace's finding his brows knitted. "Nobody else has to die. I have the drive, I'll give it to you."He chuckles again. "Yeah? I'm not falling for his shit. I know you don't have it.""Correction. I didn't have it, I have it now."After a little stretched silence he replies, "And what's the price?"I smirked. "Just kill someone for me, and I'll give you the drive.""Mhm, you want us