Main Hoon Don Novels & Stories

I wish I didn't know how his face looks when he lets himself go. I squeeze my eyes shut. I don't want any of this. I don't want to imagine him that way. I want control and clarity, two things he never gives me. My phone buzzes on the bench beside me, jolting me out of my thoughts. I reach for it, blinking down at the screen. Papa. I hesitate before answering. This is my honeymoon, after all. What could he possibly want now? "What?" I snap, not bothering to hide my annoyance at the interruption.

He said as he walked towards the door. "And I am Carlos, why don't you sleep food will be brought to you soon" he said and walked out the door, she felt light headed all of a sudden and knew something was it the water he gave her. A shaky exhale escaped her. Her stomach turned. The room began to blur. She swayed, blackness tugged on her subconscious, and then it dragged her all the way under. Later in the Don's office Carlos walked in and saw Marco busy with some work as usual, his friend was such a workaholic, he thought. He did not look up when Carlos entered so he sat down at the edge of Marco's table and said.