Revenge taken

71 36 1
                                    

This chapter is dedicated to @Eve_Brook. And her now Romantic book, you should really check it out ;)

Please continue🤍🤍🤍

-------------------------------------------------
PRESENT TIME

"You should know that there are more than 100 body guards outside." I turned around to see the owner of the deep voice.

He is a 6 feet tall man with tann skin and long brown hair tied in a pony, same coloured beard enhancing his looks. He continued " If I were you I wouldn't dare to step out of this door"

 He continued " If I were you I wouldn't dare to step out of this door"

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

(𝐏𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞)

I raised my single eyebrow in a chalenging look, what the fuck he thought I will fall for it and was about to say just watch me but with in a second he was standing beside me, in one hand a mug of hot chocolate and I know this because the air was filled with the smell of chocolate further on he had a pillow in his other hand.

He threw the pillow out of the door before I could ask him any questions. The pillow was shredder due to the impact that bullets had made. I yelled in frustration because now my freedom has flown out the window, once again leaving me behind.

When I glanced at my abductor he smiled smugly down at me because my hight is just 5'6 and took a long gulp of his hot chocolate. Without saying anything, he started making his way back. Which made me even more frustrated, I said, "So now you are going to home-prison me. Huh??" Did I just said this house as a home? What is wrong with me aarrgh.

He didn't even acknowledge my presence, he just chuckled to himself but I heard it anyway after few seconds he said "follow me" in very low voice.

Like a lost puppy I followed him quietly. I had so many questions like who kidnapped me and why? Did Hirwani's kidnapped me I thought but then discarded the question quickly how can they when they are already in hell I sniggered at my thoughts because they deserved it.

He stopped in front of the large kitchen which I have seen, when I tried to escape. "Do you know how to cook" he asked me in a voice void of any emotions.

I was about to say no but then suddenly an idea popped into my mind. I grinned and said " yes! Infact I love cooking "

this will be the biggest lie because I literally hate cooking  but it doesn't mean I'm not good at cooking. Its just that I'm too lazy to cook maybe.

"Good, ready two plates for dinner" with this he was going to leave again but this time I was quicker and asked " hey!! What's your name?". He stood their reading my expression, if I'm serious or not, maybe thinking it will be good if he tell me or no-he interrupted the train of my thoughts by replying "You can call me kavir " with that he finally departed his way.

 The Real Face Where stories live. Discover now