I once taught Lakshay the meaning of 'false sense of security.' How we lie to ourselves, over and over again, living in a world that isn't real. But somewhere in between all that, I forgot to teach him how close it was to delusion.
He really thought he could turn bad for a few hours and take my place. That he could pretend to be me until he gets married to my fiancé.
I taught him the shit he knows today. I taught him how to outsmart others but not me. He can't do that. He is too sweet, too nice and too fucking dumb to pull shit like that and win. I lost once. I am not losing to him anymore.
It really alarmed me. How easily he accepted his fate. How easily he gave up on Veera. She gave up on him too, but that's understandable. I am a better choice anyway. But him? I knew he would do something. Something very, very, very stupid. And so I kept my eyes on him. Trained, right over his pasty blonde ass.
And there he was. The golden child buying a sleep inducing drug. Idiot. Doesn't even know how to cover his tracks. He would make a terrible criminal. It's a different job, an art, to be the bad guy. He doesn't have the brains for it, or the balls. That dumbass has morals. I don't. I play dirty and I am unapologetic about it.
He bought the drugs and kept them in his room. Took me literally five minutes to empty the bottle and put water in it. It's all transparent, nobody cares. And ofcourse he injected me with it. So predictable. My brother is so nice, keeping me hydrated. I pretended to faint, exactly what he wanted, so he would lower his guard.
He did. Even apologized to me. Poor little boy. And that was my turn. I snapped my eyes open and smacked him across the face. He lost his balance and I pushed him down, holding him hostage under my weight. I might've been a little too excited and punched him in the gut, unnecessarily, but....he is a grown man, he can take it.
I give him credit, he didn't lose hope. "I would keep her happy Vivaan. We were supposed to be together. I was her first." His words did nothing to me, but they sure had him withering in pain as I twisted his arm behind his back.
"And I would be her last. She would never have to deal with you again, Lakshay. I'll give her everything, even things you couldn't until she forgets you even were a part of her life. Until the only man in her memory beside her is me."
That was a promise I made.
And that is a promise I meant to keep.
I am walking towards my room but I stop short when I come across the man of the hour. He stands infront of his. Glaring holes into the pillar opposite him. That's all he can do, isn't it? Moping? Don't blame him, he just lost. But I am not above gloating.
I walk in until I am right beside him. He doesn't notice. Keeps his eyes on the pillar. "What did the piece of rock ever do to you?"
He doesn't look at me. And that's a good thing. I might do something stupid if I look him in the eye. Like punch him in his pretty boy face or something. "That was the first rock you ever carved. Do you remember what you did on it?"
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Rehnuma
RomanceBook 3 of the Mangoverse ▪︎No matter how good the hero is, he is still a villain in someone's story▪︎ -------------------- A story of anti-heroes. Two people with a strong dislike for the world learn to thrive together in an arranged marriage. ••••...