LOVEY'S POV                                                      I felt someone was combing my hair with his fingers. I considered it a dream, a strange dream. I perceived it again.       " Stop it Romit. Let me sleep. " I was feeling irritated.       He didn't stop. I threw a slap in the air. I perceived a strong and solid hand around my wrist. I could feel his warm hand. It wasn't a

                         Finally, the car stopped. I knew this place,  our favourite restaurant. Last time I visited with my Dad and Romit. I didn't know if I was allowed out of the car or not. I was feeling like a captured sparrow in a cage. He got out of the car and opened the door for me like a gentleman.       I stepped out. Every corner of it was decorated with the latest theme. I wasn't paying attention to the costly decorations around me. Obviously, I was walking two feet behind him. His four men, maybe his friends, were behind me and his side. They had encased me. There was no way to run away. Where would I go? I couldn't go home.      He led me to an unfamiliar path. Crossing a mahogany door, my mouth opened in wonder. It was a simple but beautiful hall as I like things simple but beautiful.      He pulled the chai

                              I blinked twice to get rid of the drowsiness. The morning sun rays were coming from the window. The room was illuminated with it. I could feel peace in the environment. Our house was away from the highway.       The door of my washroom creaked open, grabbing my heed. I sucked in my breath. J Rey came out of my bathroom, wrapping himself in a blue towel. My eyes grew bigger. He has a perfect V-shaped body, showing its built muscles, his six abs. When I found him staring at him. I instantly covered my eyes with my hands, " What are you doing in here like this? " I asked him. I was shouting.       I felt his hand on my wrists. He tugged them down. He removed my hands from my face, making eye contact with me. He shook his head. The water drops fell on my face from his washed hair. His cologne was so good, like fresh

JACKSON'S POV                                                Harry had captured that fraud, who eloped with our money. He let his wife go. I assured her. She wouldn't see any one of us ever again.       " I was eagerly waiting for it. " Harry said, rubbing his hands together. His blue eyes were blazing in rage. His emotionless smile was on display.       I knew his beast was clawing at him. He couldn't endure wrong.       " Don't be impatient. " I told him, smiling.       " Let me handle this. Love will be alone in the house. She likes your company. " He said.       " She likes blue eyes. . " Johnny smirked, looking at us. I shot him my angry gaze. He shrugged his shou

Next morning!                              Last night's memories were still floating over my mind, making me blush. I was scared and feeling good at the same time. It could be just his obsession. I shouldn't believe him. I couldn't forget our first encounter. I expected more love in a relationship than horror. My family was back from grandma's house.    'He isn't just a businessman. His staff fears him. His single glare is enough to make them shiver, I shouldn't imagine a love life with him.'       I locked my room and picked up my phone as I wasn't ready to bear interrogation from my momma. I had locked my cupboard, too. She asked me about my clothes, and I lied to her. I purchased them at a mega sale. I hated lying, particularly to her.       I clicked on google and filled his name in the sear