DEFINED HIS (IMMERGED HIS BOOK SERIES #3)

43. Not The Right Guy.

~ I like it. That's all. ~

ADAH,

I almost felt like the knife would just end up being in my chest and somehow I felt like that was what I hoping for. But the realisation that another world is right with in me. I couldn't help but throw him off at me, while he just fell back.

He was almost on the bust of tears, but an instant wash of regret ran through his face. And he stayed back, hiding his face in the palm. And repeating his sorry. Singing it.

I don't know what am I seeing? Isn't this the worthlessly arrogant guy who was full of himself?

What's going on? I wonder to myself. My mind was blank. And then he looked at me, something washing off his face once again.

"Every thing, I did everything for you. And yet I stand no chance for you? I have loved you. Cared for you. An ready to through my entire future in vain because it's you that's all that matter to me. And here, you are rejecting my heart till the last.

Why - why? "He yelled at me. Of course, it was the rejection that was tough on him. What was I expecting."I just want to know this one thing. Why my feelings were never even into consideration. You have accepted heart of any guy. Why not me.

"Because, there was something that my sister always told. A hand that dares to raise, will some day loose it's control and fall."

~Past~

Sitting in a bar with this man, who I had promised to show up so that he can show his ex-girlfriend that he have moved on from her. And also is having a better life then her. I was at my work.

He wasn't on terms to have a good pay, but still how much you want to look good to your ex is very important. "So you actually takes such cases alot, huh?" He asked me. He was embarrassed about the situation from the start. But I can understand.

He must feel shitty about himself, my phone ringing in my hand while the screen turned black after flashing Adarsh's name for like 10 times already. After I have texted him that I would be home tonight.

"Yeah! Don't worry, it's just very usual. People do it all the time." I said it to him, he nodding and laughing. But a thud sound came on the door of the restaurant. And I saw a waiter being pushed down on the floor. Adarsh standing at the door. He was not alone. But rather bunch of guys in black along with him.

People from his, step-mother's side. Why did he brought gangsters with him. Just because I didn't pick up a call?

He looked at me, and then the guy beside me. And he started to roll his white dress shirt's sleeves up. And a smirk spreading on his face, the hotel manager fumbling with the phone does he really have to act all scary and shove people away like this. Before the hotel manager could manage to make the call he approached closer to me. I was about to stand up and fight for myself with him. But he shook his head two times.

Something he does, when he wants me too shut up. "12 calls. You have rejected twelve calls from me. Mssge me a vague statement, that you are going to be home tonight. That's all. Don't tell me you were expecting any less of an reaction then this for what the fuck you were doing with another guy. On a date on bonus. "He said to me the last part was rather a statement ment very silently. But the earlier, raise in his voice was surprise to me.

I flinched back while he gritted his words to me, a step ahead each time he splattered his anger at me. He kept his both hands on the table, while he knelt his face on my level. "You did wrong, ma'queen. And you don't know the consequences." He gritted to me. The rage spread in his eyes was so different then I know of him. It's not the first time I have passed through this anger in past months. But what was visible to me this time was nothing of what I know.

The next thing I know he extended his legs out in a kick and kicked the innocent man on his chest whom had nothing do with everything. I yelling as I stood up, in frustrations and fear for the life of a poor guy. Give the wrath coming out from this man.."Adarsh! Please stop!" I screamed out, but the guy already fell back down on the ground with the chair. His fearful eyes at me now.

"He is just my client. Its nothing else!" I told him, more like begged him he chuckling.."Nothing else - a client? Do you hear yourself?" He asked me, and the next thing I know that guy was being dragged out with the men in black. My mind went numb by his tone.

"Yes,"

"Didn't I told you weeks ago. You no longer are needed and allowed to work? My girlfriend will not be a fucking prostitute!" He yelled at me loudly, that my brain got fogged and my eyes turned black. But even a flicker of anger was enraging fire within me." A prostitute? Is that what I am in your eyes when you are done fucking with me?" I asked him. He smirking.

"Why hard to hear the truth. Didn't anyone else ever told you that what you do, providing bodily service in exchange of money is called prostitution?" He asked me and that's it. I lost it and hit a slap on his face, his anger that was on the very bust out. And he raised his hand at me, his hands spread in a slap and he almost reached me. But restrained.

" Do it."