Broken But Brutally

Chapter- 23

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Siddhant was unconsciously dancing with a woman he dosen't even remember name, he had the full weight of rejection high upon his shoulder, it was making him feel futile. A part of him wondered if he doesn't hold the charm into Sana's eyes, or she has missed lust over him. Because, he has felt a passion and possession at the same time whenever they kissed. Kiss with her always felt special and magical, it not only make him low upon senses but also needy.

This was all driving him crazy, his mind was totally off the buisness and it wasn't getting any better working under same roof, and breathing same air as her, he hoped that his deranged feelings would have gone. This would not have been bad if he wasn't screwed up into his mind and just ignored her at all jumping form one woman to another.

He was out of the bizarre when he felt a hand onto his sex organ creasing softly. "it may help you get turned on", the women whispered slowly and sensually biting onto his earlobe. He smirked at her and was about to react but a pang hit his chest, the pit suddenly rised into his stomach, deep down.

He wanted to retaliate upon her advances, but it's like his heart, mind and soul has formed a barrier between his lecherous and sane conscious. The obnoxious feeling was hitting his guts, making him instantly pull away from a women. The scowl was now formed onto her face follow by a growl.

"I...I'm really s...sorry", Siddhant said little nervous, scratching his head behind, and left the place without any further argument. Descending down The dance floor he moved his neck around thoroughly, he even saw the former place she was standing by but, Sana was nowhere to be seen. His heart started gashing with a every possible thought crossed his mind. He place a hand onto his forehead massaging it a little, and with that he dashed into the another crowed.

His eyes were desperately searching for a woman with brown waist closing hair, black doe eyes and petite figure with navy blue short dress. He patted number of women in case they were Sana. The club was huge and dim in order to search a person around. He pinched a bridge of his nose and stopped on a place making a person colloid into his back.

He heard a growled behind and turned around to apologize but, pursed his lips immediately after he saw the person infront of him. The women was none other then Sophia, Sana's best friend.

"You bugger, as*wipe can't you just watch straight on the way you walking?" Sophia snorted still not acknowledging Siddhant's presence. Since she was looking at the wine that spilled a little onto her dress.

"Watch your mouth lady", Siddhant coldly answered and that caused her to look upto his grumpy face astonishingly.

"Christ! Do I land myself into some male stripper club? I thought it was some decent club around New York. This is so unexpected to see a manw*ore walking here, I'll f*cking sue them", Sophia smirked. "Anyways why are you here, all grumpy?".

"Well, ask yourself", Siddhant growled.

"Why?".

"Who wouldn't be irritated running into a c*nt", Siddhant smirked and Sophia gasped at his choice of words.

"Well, use your words wisely you wanker", Sophia warned.

"Or what", Siddhant clenched his teeths and pursed his lips in thin line, in order to intermediate her, but, Sophia was unfazed.

"Or I can make you fall on your knees", Sophia said with the same intensity.

"Try me b*tch", Siddhant moved further, his eyes held a pure disgust. The coldness in his demeanor was enough to know the amount of hatred he carry for a women infront of him.