Rudra
Mumbai, Maharashtra
I've always hated rain. But when I saw her dancing in the rain, her saree clinging to her perfect body giving me every possible view of what's beneath, I wasn't cursing anymore I was admiring the beauty in front of me.
I so wanted to take her then and there. Under the rain, while she was happy and dancing, kiss her everywhere. Suck every water droplet sticking on her skin. Slide my hand around her waist and claim her neck and mark her mine.
My hold on the steering wheel tightened. My knuckles turned white and I grit my teeth.
She would catch cold if she continues dancing there.
I pick my phone and call one of my worker,
"Hina?"
"Yes, boss"
"I'm sending you a location get there asap and do as I say"
"On it"
After seven minutes I see Hina approaching my car.
She was still dancing, I roll my eyes at myself.
"Yes, boss"
"You see that girl? Go and ask her to get inside or she'll catch cold. Don't leave her until she gets inside her room, got it?"
"Sure, boss"
Hina is our undercover spy, it's not everyday I ask my people to follow some girl. Hina was surprised by what I just told her but she knew better than to question me. No one speaks back at me. And I like it that way.
I watch her do what I said and then I look at her... Mesmerized.
I frown when I see her one jhumka missing. It seems like she is not aware of it. After they are out of my sight I get out of my car, Not caring if the rain ruins my neatly ironed shirt and freshly combed hair for my 7 am meeting.
Don't give a damn, I need the fucking jhumka!
What the fuck is happening to me?!
After crouching down on the ground and searching for it everywhere on the grass I finally see the golden jhumka. Her jhumka.
I pick it up and stuff it in my pocket.
I call the owner of the hotel
"Delete the footage", and I cut the call.
After taking one last look at the place where I last saw her, I get in my car and leave for my penthouse.
Penthouse
Not paying anyone heed I get in the lift and type my passcode.
After getting inside I quickly insert my pin and open my locker. My locker had a bullet, the bullet which was used on me, Then there is a pendent, the pendent my mother gave me once. Nothing else.
Weird thing, the jhumka is going to join them.
Never in my life would I have thought of doing what I am doing right now. But I'm doing it nonetheless.
After placing the jhumka inside I lock it once and change my attire.
And then I look at the clock. It was six forty.
She's a bad news.
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