𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 7

Nishani stormed out of the room. She hated being used and manipulated. It angered her so much that another mafia was using her to destroy the mafia that kidnapped her. She did like a dangerous lifestyle but she didn't like being fucking used. Who knows if bitchass Niroshan was even going to keep his promise. She was too tired to think at this point.

"Darling let's go," Sanjay said, pulling Nishani out of her thoughts.

"Stop calling me that," Nishani sneered.

"Don't fucking tell me what do." Sanjay warned her.

She had no energy to fight back so she stood silently, letting Sanjay lead. They got into a limo and the driver started driving. Every once in a while, Sanjay brought his hands up her thighs and Nishani pushed them off. She felt really uncomfortable.

Throughout the whole car ride, one mafia leader wouldn't leave her mind. He didn't seem like one but was one. No wonder he wanted to destroy Sanjay. She was so tired from this whole mafia leaders using her situation that she just wanted to go home. She was tired of everything. Then, one thought popped into her head. 'What if Sanjay is going to kill me today?' Slowly, everything made sense. The random date proposal, the term darling and the short dresses. The short dresses would have made it easier for him to stab Nishani. Her bare skin would have given him a little too much access. She quickly looked out the window, trying to blink away her tears. Instead of hating Niroshan, he was the one thing that she wished for.

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The limo suddenly stopped, meaning that they had reached their destination. They walked onto a beach, sitting down at a table that had been set up with rose petals.

"Why are you doing this?" Nishani questioned Sanjay.

"I've recently taken a liking to you." Sanjay said, staring deep into her eyes.

Those eyes of his, however, ratted him out. She could easily tell that he was lying. There wasn't love in his eyes but there was lust. She scoffed at his reply.

"My ass you like me." She scoffed, twirling around her spaghetti.

"Agree to disagree darling." He said as he grabbed a blade that was conveniently right in front of him. He then scratched the blade hard on her thigh, ripping the dress and scarring her thigh. She screamed in pain till he held his hand on her mouth to muffle her screaming. She knew right then that if she wore those short dresses, it would have hurt so much more. He then pulled the knife away from her skin, leaving her thigh to bleed severely.

They ate their dinner as Nishani tried muffling her sobs. Her thigh hurt so badly.

"I'm leaving. Get yourself back home." Sanjay replied, getting up and walking away.

"You're not being a good date." She replied, struggling to stay awake and alive.

"No one said I had to." He smirked and walked off, leaving Nishani in pain.

She stood up only to fall back down to what she thought would be sand but instead was big and warm arms.

"Stay awake for me please. At least for yourself. Please." She heard a familiar voice cry.

"I'll be fine, love." She replied, passing out.