ARJUN POVPastRummaging through my closet for the tenth time, I fearfully asked the question that was on the tip of my tongue for the past twenty minutes."Uhh... Tanu..." She hummed pulling the covers over her head even more."Did you see my maroon tie?" I questioned rather fearfully.Throwing the covers away from her, placing her hands on her waist, she yelled "Ahhh... seriously Arjun, can't you even find one simple thing without me. Like seriously, what do you think about me? Do you think, I am your servant who will be in your beck and call every time, huh?"Gulping, I replied "You know it is not like that."Cutting me in mid-sentence, she yelled once again "Then how is it? I don't understand, how are you even a boss to such a big crime organization. You can't even find your own fucking tie.""Okay... Okay... don't stress. It's okay. It won't be a big deal if I, don't wear tie for one day." Saying, I started packing my bag, eager to exit our bedroom. Something is wrong today. I ca
THIRD PERSON POVPlacing the brown bag in the furthest corner of the bathroom, Shweta headed straight to the bucket of water that she has filled in the morning. Opening the tap, she let the water overflow and spill on the bathroom floor. The luxury of a shower was long forgotten. Carelessly undressing, she filled the small mug with water and poured it on her head.Mug after mug of water was poured on her. She was feeling hot, sweaty, sticky, and dirty. Whatever this place was, it was too hot for her liking. Taking the loofah, she started scrubbing herself determined to remove each and every trace of him. She was feeling dirty not because there were blood stains on her, but because she could still feel his hands on her. Moreover, his cologne and unique manly smell still lingered in her mind.Her snow white skin started turning red due to the vigorous rubbing and her dry eyes once again filled with tears. She was feeling sore all over her body and the cold water was doing nothing to soo
ARJUNShweta settled on the bed, when I pulled the tea table near her. Sitting in Indian style, she first took the bowl of soup. Spoon after spoon she drank the soup; not even once did she look at me. Then came the turn of rice and Manchurian balls. Smashing the chicken Manchurian balls, she mixed it completely with the fried rice.Occasionally taking a bite of chicken lollipop, she devoured the fried rice as if I, was starving her for one week. After every two or three bites of rice and chicken lollipop, she would take a sip of coke. Eating the last bite of rice, she placed the spoon back in the plate and finished the remaining coke in the tin.For a girl, who is so thin, it is almost unbelievable that she has such a big appetite. Out of curiosity, I said, "Looks like you prefer Chinese food a lot." And continued filling the same plate with food for myself.Her blank orbs flickered between I, and the food plate I was carrying. Her brows furrowed in confusion. Before she could voice o
THIRD PERSON POV The next time Arjun opened his eyes, he noted a lot of things. There was another warm body pressed to his. One hand on his chest and a leg above his thighs. A crease formed on his forehead. This was not how he laid beside her. Somehow he felt relaxed and his headache was long gone. From the small window of the room, he could see the sky has turned dark. There was a persistent knock on the door. For a moment, he could not comprehend if it was still nighttime or early morning. That is when the realization struck him like a lightning bolt. He had slept. No, slash it. He had overslept. He slept so much that he could not even guess if its night or morning. He had slept without any nightmares. There was no blood, no screams, no gun, and no death in his sleep. No, he was not supposed to sleep here. He was supposed to just lie down for some time and leave for his room and continue his day. He was not supposed to sleep with his enemy’s daughter. He was not supposed to ge
Third Person POV“Will you please tell me why are we here?” Vikram asked, getting irritated with the bright, colorful lights and loud music. His eyes begged him to sleep for some time.It’s been more than a week since he had a good night’s sleep. Ever since his boss, Arjun, got married he was burdened with tons of work and security protocols. He has to make sure every minute that they are well protected and no harms are on their way as they are not in their territory that too with limited guards.Even though he is the right-hand man to Arjun, Arjun and Rahul never saw him as just an employee, and the same goes for him. They are more of his family than a mere employer. And he would do anything to protect them.But Rahul would really get on his nerves sometimes, just like now. They have been in this stupid club for the past hour and Vikram doesn’t even have an ounce of knowledge as to why they are here. It is not like his friend is very fond of clubbing or pubbing. No, he would spend hi
THIRD PERSON POV The next time Vikram woke up, he was back at the mansion in his room. He could feel a pair of eyes scrutinizing his every move. He also knows to whom those eyes belong. It was none other than, his best friend, Rahul. Vikram knew his friend won’t find peace until he has cleared each and every doubt of his. Sighing, he prepared himself for his interrogation. Taking a deep breath, he asked “How long was I out?” Checking his wristwatch, Rahul answered casually “Three hours.” Nodding his head slightly, Vikram said, “Ask away.” “Explain Vikram. What happened out there in the club?” Rahul asked without beating around the bush. “Nothing much. I just fainted. You know, it’s been a long time since I slept properly. And see now I am all fine.” He replied casually, spreading his hands wide, trying to lighten the tense mood. “Fucking don’t bullshit me, Vikram. Just fainted you say. You bloody behaved like an old man having a heart attack. So please spare me with your I- am
Shweta POVThe moment the monster left the room, I rushed to the bathroom. My pad was soaking wet and I had to change it immediately.Cleaning myself properly and changing my pad, I somewhat felt a little better. Maybe because of the painkiller or the ointment and the massage, or the good sleep, I had after a full fledge meal, I don’t know. Overall there was some relief for me from the pain my body went through since I woke up after the terrifying night.Getting out of the bathroom and locking its door, I threw the used sanitary pad in the small bin, that is in the corner of the room. The Air Cooler somewhat provided some comfort for my aching body.My eyes went to the tray of food, that is placed in the new tea table near the single sofa. Last night it all started with dinner, I sighed.Lying on the new bed, which is now quite big, big enough to fit two people, my mind on its own accord analyzed everything that happened last night.Thinking about what happened last night and his beha
Unknown person POV“Aadi is dead.” I said taking a long puff from the cigarette.“Dead?” he whispers yelled in shock.“How and when? How the hell I did not know about it?” he screamed once again.“10 days before. It’s all over the news. They fabricated it as a fire accident due to a short circuit in his mansion.” I replied taking another long puff from the cigarette.“And you are informing me now.” I nodded my head slightly.“You were out of town. Meeting in person was not possible. Did not find it safe to inform you on the phone. You never know who could be the next between us. Don’t want to put your life in danger. I lost my one brother, not ready to lose another” I replied.Taking a deep breath, he asked “They fabricated, you said. Then what is the actual cause.”“Bomb blast. Nothing was left of the house except ashes and his burnt body. It was all planned. The cops closed the case saying it was a fire accident within ten hours after the accident. No further investigation was carri