Tricky X Sarv Novels & Stories

parv : seriously man rithik : fine you're intelligent right go and investigate then say to us also sarah : rithik and parv stop it I have a option as I said earlier parv : what's that sarah : let's make rithik to be close to this mehak then we can know the actual truth rithik : but how sarah : I seen her working in a cafe parv : so sarah : common guys are you dumb let rithik follow her to cafe and try to impress her at the sametime I will use my influence and make her to join in our college through the scholarship parv : wow nice plan sarah rithik : why me only let parv to flirt with her na parv and sarah : NO rithik : I just asked man what's wrong with you both I feel something fishy parv :

By the end my head pounds and my wrists ache from the cuffs. By the time they finally stand to leave, I don't need anyone to tell me I’m cooked. They lead me back down the hallway toward holding. We pass an open interview room, and sitting at the table with a uniformed officer, is Sarah. Sarah, the mother from Lucy’s school. The one whose fingers I threatened to break when she tried to hit Lucy all those months ago. Although at this point, I highly doubt the police would be interested in why I threatened her. All they’ll see is a pattern.

The large lonely mansion which oozed nothing but affluence did not only house these money making halls but also had rooms above which caged workers who made this money and the bosses who ruled over them. The workers were members of X-habit, a crime conglomerate whose activities were no lesser than running guns, doing drugs and the like. The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather.

Sarah asked Xavier with furrowed brows. "Yes," Xavier said to her in reply. "And why should I do that?" Sarah asked Xavier. "Because he's not a trustworthy person," Xavier said to Sarah, and immediately she scoffed at him. "As if you are a trustworthy person," she muttered lowly. "What?" Xavier asked her, not hearing what she said.

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.