His car stops in front of a mansion. His man opens the door for us. He climbs out first.
I step out of the car behind him. He buttons his coat as he looks at the entrance as someone is waiting for him. I hold out my hand. Sas immediately wraps her fingers tightly around my palm.
"Where are we?" Sas asks, digging her slender fingers in my palm.
"My home," He says and takes long strides to get in.
My heart is slamming against my chest. It could be dangerous too. Jack comes behind us. Sas refuses to move. I'm also afraid. Once we get in. We'll be at his mercy. He could do anything. I can see guards around us and his mansion holding their guns.
"It must be his daught
It's silent. Sas leans against the wall and keeps her eyes out of the window, "The glass is thick. We can't break it. There's no furniture. Otherwise, we could take its help." Sas says. The remaining furniture is locked with a wooden floor. "Lay down," I told her. She whirls to see me, "I always think you are strong. You proved it today." She says. There's only sadness in her eyes. "I can't mull over what I don't have now. I've reason to be strong." I look at her. "I don't know. what would they do to us?" Her chin begins to tremble. I hurry at her and fold my arms around her, "They'll come for us." I promise her. This hope is giving me strength. He won't dare to harm us. He wo
I look outside the window. The sunlight is bright. The sky is clear. My heart, it's feeling so much pain. I should be with my husband. We were going home. There's no sign of hope. Deep down I know, he'll come for me. Everything is going to be perfect. I didn't cry. But I want to shout as loud as I can in agony. So it could reach him. My inside is clawing at me, scratching the walls of my heart, telling me to run away from here. Eleanor is a sweet girl. She kept the worries away but for a short time. I can feel that emptiness "Love," Sas softly says in her sweet voice. "Good morning," I glance at her. The blurry sight of my tells, I don't know that it's there. "Hey," She pushes her body up with her palms against the mattress in less than a blink and wraps her arms around me to comfort me. She could h
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I shake off my thoughts and walk out of the room with my luggage, " Good morning, Momi!" I kiss her cheek and sit next to my brother. Momi bends down and kisses my head. She's the best mother in the world, " Good morning dad, Haughty brother. " I smile. Momi serves me my breakfast and I stare at it with a little frown. It's my sleeping time, not eating. " Morning, Rani, " My dad chuckles. Raj glares at me and then frowns, " Just brother is enough, " He rolls the Paratha and gets on his feet, " I'm waiting outside, little sister. " " Huh!" I snorted. "I'm three years older than you," I hear him in his merry tone. I'm twenty-one, the youngest among them. My parents laugh. I love my family. My parents love
The window is rolled down from my side. I need fresh air to breathe. My eyes are closed. But I couldn't sleep. Whenever I fell asleep, something made me wake up, blowing horns, pollution, Money and Raj didn't stop talking for a second. It was quite irritating. But they are driving on the highway. They need something for their entertainment. I can't be selfish. I darted my eyes out of the window. I read the welcome board in Amritsar. At least, Her fiance doesn't live in a village. There is no reason that I'm interested in attending this wedding. Momi told me last night about it. I was strongly believing that there would be tears in her eyes hearing her sudden wedding, but it shocked me to find her blushing, she likes him. She wants this wedding. Our parents don't allow us. Doubtlessly, after the age of fourteen, our parents began to tell us that love marriage isn't a
I sat down. I'm struggling to keep myself awake. I couldn't sleep during the ride, " Look at me, " Momi softly says. I crack my eyes open and look at her. She tugs my hair behind my ears and then gathers them in the hold of her hand. She makes a tight bun of my hair, " Momi, I'm not a kid." I pout my lips. " Of course, you're. All you want to do is just sleep." She smiles and taps on my nose with her index finger. I smile at her. The chair next to me screeched. I blink as I glance at him. I blink to make him disappear. But nothing. He sits next to me. I can imagine Sim's face now. I'm not looking at her side. It's not my fault if someone is interested in sitting next to me. It may be his aim to get the true side of her. We don't deal with boys every day, it's our brothers and fathers. Boys fear being nea
The cold, humid room is filled with dead silence. I'm not one of them who sits back and barks orders. I love to do it personally. The room is filled with his terrified breathing. Crimson blood is dripping from my hands. He is writhing under the touch of a sharp blade. My mouth twitches when I see the terror in his eyes. His eyes widen in horror, shaking his head madly, his screams are muffled under the black cloth around his mouth. It could be a horrendous, horrible sight for most people, but I get peace in it. To cut my enemies to bleed and then most fearful death. I push myself back and look at my work. So peaceful! But he doesn't look in peace. Bloody Russian! I'll cut them into pieces and give them the most painful death if they dare to put a step in my territory. " Are you going to kill him, brother? " Devon asks in a joyful voice. He leans against the wall. I glance at him o
I open my eyes, confused, I glance around in puzzlement. Everything is white and green in the room, white marbles, brown furniture, green curtains against the large windows, I blink. My eyes rest on my sneakers. I remove it and it drops with a thud on the floor. Slowly I sigh. I put my feet on the cold floor. It's feeling good on the warm days of April. I walk over to the window and stare out. A vast manicured garden is laying before my sight. I smile. I don't wanna come to attend this wedding. But here I am. I'll talk to Momi and Daddy. I'll get a railway ticket. Sim isn't happy to see me here. I don't wanna spoil her special days. I should go. I exhale and turn from the window. I walk across the bed and unzip my luggage. I plucked a coral skirt and white top from it. I saunter toward the washroom. &n