• 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐬.
"Well, What can we expect from a match made in hell and a story started at a funeral?"
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• 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞.
A powerful business tycoon. A man, whose mere p...
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It is heavily pouring outside and the sound of thunderstorms increased with the darkness of the sky. The three brothers are busy playing cards which was of course Abhay's idea. Pari was busy cursing everything which made her this helpless.
Rudransh is trying his best to avoid the ice cold eyes staring at him with a murderous look by concentrating on the cards in his hands. He cleared his throat when he felt the air becoming heavy with tension. The silence environment was disturbed by the sound of lighting.
Abhay bit his lip for the nth time to stop himself from laughing out loud. There are two reasons, one he won the game again due to his brother's diverting focus and two is the person glaring at them while being tied to the chair. It was a whole lot funny which made his laugh out loud but he quickly covered it with cough sensing the glare which diverted towards him.
Pratik kicked his leg under the table to shut his mouth and not laugh which definitely work as a fuel in her anger.
Parinidhi cursed herself for not fighting harder. She should have kicked his balls when she got the chance. Dammit. She closed her eyes feeling tired and thirsty All she want to do is to see her father, to check if he is fine or not, to talk to the doctor about his condition.
She scoffed looking at the Rathore brothers who are busy playing cards while tying her to the chair. Assholes. She fisted her hand in rage. She is going to make them pay for it. Especially Rudransh SIngh Rathore.
He, first dared to involve in her personal matters, then involve in her decisions and if she didn't agree, he dare to lift her like a sac of potatoes and tied her to this damn chair. Her jaw ticked with her clenching.
The increase in the intensity of her glare didn't go unnoticed to anyone. Rudransh rubbed his neck feeling nervous. Never in his life he thought a women of 5'6 with make him nervous like hell. As much as his inner senses are warning him, he is enjoying a lot.
"Do you need water?" Rudransh said hilding a glass of water. prainidhi suddenly felt even more thirsty hearing the word water. She badly wanted to nod but didn't. Rudransh understood her and got up with the glass.
He opened her tape softly but before she can curse him he warned her "No water if you curse" She sighed and opened her mouth internally punching herself for giving in so easily. Rudransh made her drink the water.
"You didn't mix anything do you?" She asked raising her eyebrow. Rudransh smirked and said
"Don't you think you are late to ask this question?" Parinidhi wiggled in the chair while glaring at hin.
"What did you give me?" She asked gritting her teeth. Rudransh bent towards her ear and whispered huskily
"Just some sleeping pills. Good night Pari" Saying it he winked at her and went back to his seat.
