Author POV
" Teen aur khel khatam" he said and was about to shoot straight through his head when he heard a feminine voice knowing well whose voice it is.
(Three and game over!)
' Do you know something if yes that's good if not then you people are of no use for me ' he said still pointing the gun at her father's head making her cry out loudly seeing the situation her father was right now just because of her and just that she helped her best friend by saving her from this wild beast.
" Pl please pehle aap gun nichy kren " she said with teary eyes as she looked at Nahim Shamraiz Malik and it was the first time she witnessing this side of him even though he was her sister friend but she didn't know that he would be this dangerous or he just suddenly became one all because of her best friend.
(Pl please first put the gun down)
" Ye tbhi nichy hogi jab tak mjhy nhi lgta k tum sach bol rhi ho" he said not even moving the gun slightest bit away from the position he pointed on her father's head.
(It will be down until I decide you are saying the truth)
And this was the last ounce of patience in nazleen as she couldn't see her father being held accountable for what she did with someone pointing his gun on his head so she decided only one thing and no girl would ever want to make her father condition so miserable just because of her best friend and she has no idea things wouldn't turn this way if she would have she wouldn't even have help her best friend in first place.
" Wo wo --" she was trying to say something which irritates him to no end as he cutt her off in the middle practically glaring hole into her eyes.
(That that--)
" Wo wo Kya haan itna waqt nhi hai mere pas jldi bolo" he said rubbing his temple as he was getting more annoyed with each passing second.
(That that what huh tell me I don't have so much time)
" Nashwa is waqt railway station pohanch chuki hogi" she said telling him the truth because by now she knows that if she tries to lie he wouldn't waste a single second and put the bullet right into her father's head.
(Nashwa must have reached the railway station right now)
" Kis k sath btao" he yelled looking at her best friend.
(With whom tell me?)
Before she could have said anything another feminine voice boomed in the tv lounge of lashari's and he definitely knew who it could be none other than his so called one night stand in London.
' What the hell is going on in here '? She asked looking at everyone not understanding the situation until her eyes landed on her father who was being held hostage by a very dominantly built man.
He took a deep breath composing himself and slowly turn around making her gasp loudly seeing Nahim Shamraiz Malik in front of her with a heavily loaded gun in his hand.
' Nahim what are you doing here and why you were pointing the gun at my father? What's going on in here '? She asked looking at him and everyone else including her younger sister.
He looked at her briefly before going back to the sofa he was sitting few minutes ago and sat back again there waiting for her family to tell her why he was here and doing this all.
" Koi mujhy btaye ga Yahan ho Kya rha hai " she gritted asking for answer to her questions.
(Will anyone tell me what is going on?)
" AA aapi wo Nashw--" nazleen tried her best to make coherent words but due to immense fear she was stuttering badly.
(Sis sister that Nashw--)
YOU ARE READING
Son âme précieuse
RomanceNahim shamraiz Malik An Arrogant Alpha male with intimidating aura heir to the throne of Malik Mafia a ruthless monster an undeniably handsome killer on the mother earth His personality spoke higher octaves with his goldenish blue eyes more than he...