Xela

You are considered a dick, you know that right?

I waved my hand, knowing exactly where he was heading to.

Ranveer is a family man and was in charge of the defence department until his daughter got nominated. He is my best friend so don't think I will leave you if fuck anything up. He trains everyone hard with discipline. 

And looking at you, this does not even qualify to the basic standards of his disciplines. To add on Meera is the pearl of his heart. So, I will have my eyes on you everywhere, remember that.

Look, father. I dumped Deepika a few months ago but that doesn't define my character and disciplines or whatever. I am also not Xela for no reason.

I was tired of Deepika's sick attitude, anyway. She was a good fuck but she wanted more and more and more. She wanted love which I repulsed the most. Love disgusts me.

I have sent her flowers with a note saying," I enjoyed fucking you. But alas, I wasted your pussy for other men."

How badly I wanted to see her expression while she read the drops of my mockery of our intimacy?

Anyways, good riddance for me.

I don't want your playboy behaviour to continue after the wedding. Get that clear in your head. And meet her like a gentleman and not like a barbaric caveman who only thinks of fucking. If I hear a word of displease from them, know that you will have trouble holding the position as Xela.

I mulled over what he said. Every word is outright truth and I hate the fact that he holds power over me. He always had. He decided everything that had to do with me. I was void of love and freedom just because he was greedy for me to be Xela. A bloody damn position he made me obsessed about.

So this one choice to tie me down to some damn bitch does not sink in a bit with me. I will show him that I will no longer be his play toy. I am my own man. Whoever she is will just be my plaything until I take revenge on my father.

I want to mock the greatest decision he thought he made for me. A deadly desire darkens my heart to prove myself as an independent man though I am a cruel terrifying man to the world. For this, I shall have to use her.

To act is so easy when you have parents who act all throughout their life as if they are in love and I am the pearl of their heart.

Funny how it pains to have parents like them so I have sworn to never love. For love has haunted every waking moment of mine. It made me plead. I wished every day for my parents to love me. Just a little. For a second at least.

But they never did. I was unworthy of love and my monotonous wails pierced and finally broke the heart of hope, love and life.

In the end, I am a man and I shall hide these things that the world calls cheesy.

I have given Vinod all the details of the girl so know her in and out before you meet her. She is the purest form of perfection so treat her like that.

Perfection. The one he thinks I lacked. Was I so imperfect that they had to create an illusion of love when I was a kid?

To him, it was like a look-meet-marry world and that's how he married my mom. Now he can't expect the same from me and arrange a fucking marriage with a bitch.

They are an Indian couple who only want to keep their heads high so that the society won't taunt them. The cruelty killed my childhood and made me cold-blooded. 

Love is just a plain deceit and wanting it only brings pain to them and their kids. Like my parents have.

And it's not like I care whom I am to marry until I have my carnal needs fulfilled and revenge taken. But I am just furious for no reason. I don't want the void of sex in my life just because of an arranged thingy.

And don't act all bossy tomorrow. Girls fall for the guys who are sweet and cocky.

I glowered at him, hating the fact he was right again. Half the time, girls run away from me and hide in a dark corner because of my dominant nature.

Funcking girls can't handle a look even and talk about how feminism is this and that.

"I will." I gritted through my teeth. I stood grabbing the door handle and stormed out of the office.