All Chapters of Thirst : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Author’s P. O. V.Yash paced back and forth in the hall as he looked at the clock, it was nearly 1 am, and he got Aahana to sleep with his mother after Sherlin went away; he wanted to go behind her but he knew he had hurt her more than enough.He decided to give her a little space but now he was getting worried; he dialed a number and it started ringing; he needed to trace her location so that he can go find her.“Trace her location pl—“ He was in the middle of the sentence as Sherlin entered the mansion; her hair ruined; her feet dirty.“Leave it, thank you,” He said to the person on the phone before he kept it in his pocket.“Sherlin, I am so sorry I let you leave like that,” Yash said to her as she walked towards him leaving her dust-filled footprints behind.“I am sorry real—“ She kept her finger on his lips as he stopped speaking, she took a seat on the nearest couch and breathed.“ I am sorry too,” she said as Yash sat on his knees inspecting her feet; His eyes fell on the small

Author’s P. O. V.Yash was in the hotel waiting as he looked around; he was here for a deal he needed to secure; Rachel did not accompany him, more like he did not let her come with him because he needed to make sure he does this alone.He does not want to give unnecessary tension for her.His phone rang as he went for the meeting; after the meeting he was again in the lobby, checking the time when he felt his heartbeat becoming fast all of a sudden.He looked at his chest in wonder, he looked around but there was no one; he decided to take a few steps toward the left, he needed to calm down.Yash was trying to breathe when someone crashed into him; “Oh shit! not again!” he said as he started to wipe the coffee off his clothes.The woman in Burkha looked at him but his attention was focused on his clothes and the burn. Out of nowhere, he felt all wet.He looked up to see the woman had dropped a jug of water on his clothes and the papers in his hand were ruined as well.Before he could

Author’s P. O. V.“What the fuck Kabir,” Kabir looked up only to find a furious-looking Sherlin walking towards him like a small fluffy fireball.“What did I do now?” He asked as Sherlin took the glass from his hand and kept it on the table of the medical room.“two minutes ago I checked, and you were sleeping,” She said as the girls walked away.“Yeah and?” He looked at her confused, he could not figure it out was she angry because he was not sleeping?“You are impossible Kabir Oberoi,” She said as she threw her hands on her waist. Kabir could see the drop of sweat traveling down her jaw to her neck painfully slowly. He gulped as he snapped his eyes back at her angry eyes.“I fail to understand the cause of your anger Sherlin,” He clarified as she sat on the empty space beside him on the nursing bed.“ORS, this ORS is my problem,” She said as she pulled something out of her big purse.“ORS is good for dehydration given the fact that I puked my guts out,” he said as she shook her head

Author’s P. O. V.“How the hell you missed this?” Zoya threw her phone at Kabir as soon as he entered the room but thankfully he caught it before it could hit his face or the ground.“I had no idea about this,” Kabir said in his defense.“Or perhaps your sources are not as reliable as they seemed to be,” Zoya said as she stood in front of him.“I accept that unfortunately but you still got a lead,” kabir said.“What am I supposed to do with the lead just an hour before the interview,” She asked taking the fake genuine files in her hand.They were genuine but they were someone else’s; someone named Zoya as well.“I will take down the two other girls, you go ace that interview,” Kabir said to her as he messaged someone on his phone.“Do not ruin another woman’s life again,” She warned him as he looked at her for a second and walked out.Zoya got ready and reached the place just in time, 10 minutes before the meeting starts. She covered her face with the supposed mask before entering the

Author’s P. O. V.“Okay I’m in,” Kabir said as she nodded.“Excuse me, can I get—never mind,” she was about to ask for a paper and pen; she wanted to write down things but then it would be painfully slow and besides she got doctor writing, no one will be able to understand what she wrote.“You need something?” Kabir asked but she shook her head.“Yeah, so where were we? Not asking questions, right,” She said as Kabir nodded; finishing off her drink she looked at him with a smile.“Tell your pick lines, one you, one me,” She said Kabir smirked.“I was right then, you are a freaky one,” Kabir commented.“I can be adventurous when I want to,” She winked back at him as he took her glass out of her hand, smelling it.“What happened?” She asked confused.“Nothing you are different, I thought there was alcohol mixed in this but it’s not,” He said as she chuckled.“You too think of me as a goody two-shoe,” Sherlin stated.“Of course, you look like one,” He said as a few of locks fell on his f