Novels by Shindey

Meera Pov I bent over the sofa lying in the basement, the smell of blood and sweat fading into the background as I struggled to contain this newfound anger in me. Repressing the urge to kill him, I kept my voice low, venom dripping from the words. "What the fuck did you just say? I am sure I didn't hear you clearly." He rolled his eyes, not at all concerned by my ire. " I said, I would be the same guy and treat the same way at the restaurant if it were any other girl too." My hand tightened around the piece of my jacket that I was holding my dear life onto, I was surprised it didn't tear. "How dare you make fun of me comparing me to just any other girl? Do you not feel the sting when you speak so low of me? I am to be your wife in a few days. And I am not some bloody girl ok? Do I even matter to you? Even a bit?" I said with a trembling voice. He shrugged. "I don't care. I certainly didn't ask for this ok. So, don't dum

Meera Pov "Be a good fiancee and tell your men how you writhed in pleasure underneath me and begged for my little one." His dark black monstrous eyes swept over me as though I am his fun toy to play with. Don't. Don't Meera. Just don't lose control. He is trying to get back at you. He is a coward to choose this kind of means. I'll fucking show you how to take revenge on someone. How did this fucking idiot become Xela in the first place? I wasn't going to lose my self-control in front of my men. I looked around the room for my boxing bag to release my anger. But to my disappointment, it was already damaged when I smashed Junaibar Armandi hard. My eyes went to another side of the room where my men stood with a tense posture waiting for my command. I have trained them to be savage beasts no matter what. "Fernando ellipse," I said not breaking eye contact with Aryan. It is a command superior in defence use to ask their people to leave.

Aryan Pov Urghh!! I hate her. That's all. I just wish her to vanish and never come back to me. I never felt this intense urge to murder someone. She is so infuriating. How could my father pair me with this sick witch? Everything about her just irritates me. I hate that I feel attracted to her which I haven't felt for any other woman. I hate that she always has an upper hand with her oh so great sarcasm. I hate that she doesn't fear me. I hate her because she is so me. That's what I feel for Meera. HATE. She is nothing but an incarnated devil. If there's anything that I love about her, they are- 1. I love to see her saying that Aryan is the most handsome man in the world. 2. RAT. She called me an ugly rat. I'd love to watch her trapped in a room full of starved blood craving rats with nowhere to go. Meera, the merciless chased by starving rats would be one hell of a laughter. 3. Submission. I

If you were a vegetable, what would you be and why? This is the first question she asked. I can't help but answer cockily. I liked emotions that cross her face rarely besides that passive face she maintains that only reminds me of myself. I'd be a cucumber. Because my little Aryan looks just like that. I'm sure you can taste that thing one day. I guess you're not that vacuum to understand what I meant. "Eww. Stop your dirty mind for once and answer it straight." She said with a blush forming on her cheeks. "Fine. I'll be like two cabbages soft and round just like the one's that accompany the Lil Aryan." I replied. God! What am I even blabbering? "Oh, my virgin ears! You know what you're a guy whose instinct is to make others puke with your garbage words. You and your dirty mind. I don't even know how I'll keep up with you if I'd to marry you-" She ranted on and on about how much of an asshole I am. I spaced out when she said virgin ears.

Aryan PovI watched her as she continued eating the butter chicken with no care around the world. Does she even have any idea how painful it is for me to control when she frequently licks her fingers clean, savouring the dish? She looked fragile yet strong when needed. Who'd imagined her to be that merciless and badass minutes ago?Some men in the restaurant were looking at her with lust while some were already undressing her with their sinful eyes. Of course, they can't help themselves even if they want to. She is such a beauty after all, who is tough like diamonds and hard to find and keep. And and and diamonds like her are to be hidden from this greedy world and have them only to ourselves.Nevertheless, I just wanted to pull their eyeballs out and feed them to starved rats.I have been sitting here with her for twenty minutes and I can't stop staring at her juicy lips. Just one chance and I'll be a beast within seconds. If only. I scoffed at my though

Meera povWho in the hell dares to interrupt me? Fucking bastartd!I glared towards the front of the basement searching for the person who is asking for death.I turned to look at the stranger that called my name who moved swiftly like a snake in the dim light of the basement. Though his voice was smooth and seductive making my toes curl.He wore a black denim jacket with chin pointing up with an air of authority that had me even tremble for a second. Sharp cutting jawline making me gasp at his beauty. I shamelessly stared at the male specimen in front of me.I looked into his intense black eyes that raked over my body as he began to run his tongue over his alluring pink lips. Maybe I could have a taste or two. Who is this hot spicy guy?It was until I clearly saw him under the proper light that shone exposing his sharp features."He is Xela, your fiance," Vinod said in a hushed voice.What the- the world around me