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"Seems like he is lost in thoughts," Sam says.
My nerves start to tick and my fists curl seeing this bastard Viaan. He fucking dared to hurt my Avyuktha.
"He seems to be guilt," Chey whispers.
"Guilt or pain! I fucking don't care. He almost had Avyuktha lose her eye," I grit my teeth, "Btw, he isn't as handsome as me. Fuck! Although he is good-looking with a great physique, he is no way near me."
"Jealousy pants!" Sam mutters.
I narrow my eyes, "Am I lying?"
"You are not!" Chey turns to me, "But he isn't just good-looking. He is so handsome but just less than you.
"God blessed me with great friends," I hit my head with the bat.
"Obviously!" they both smirk.
"Fuck yourselves!" I start to walk toward him throwing my hockey bat into another hand.
"Shre, think! Is this necessary?" Chey runs behind me and whispers.
I chuckle bitterly, "Oh, Yeah! Your Ishu wasn't forced to bed or kissed. She wasn't on the edge of losing her eye. That's why you want me to reconsider, right?!" I mock him.
"You know what! Do whatever you like! Because you never deemed my suggestions but took them in the wrong way," he turns around.
Why the hell can't he understand? Was it if their girls were in Avyuktha’s place, would they be this silent? It's a fucking eye. It's fucking dignity. He was her fiance but he wouldn't have that right even if they were fucking married.
I turn on my heels and run to Viaan. He is still lost in thoughts when my bat hits his face causing him to fall to the ground.
He screams in pain holding his jaw. I hit on his jaw and face once again.
"Oww!!! Who are you?" he cries in pain, "Why are you beating me?"
"How dare you send men to touch my sister?" I pretend to be mistaking him.
"Sorry, Sir," he winces when I hit his ribs, "You must have mistaken."
"Aren't you Anil?" I ask him.
"No," he cries, "I'm Viaan."
"Oh, sorry," I crouch to him and hold his collar, "Are you Viaan?"
"Yes," he nods sobbing as blood is oozing from every part of his face.
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General Fiction"Hey, baby?" I smile cheekily, grabbing Shreyan's attention and the girl beside him. He facepalms and looks at me, "Avyuktha?" "You look handsome, boyfriend." I wink at him and look at the girl beside him. "I'm sorry to say this. He's taken. We hav...
