Austerity

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Chapter 11. (Unedited)

Roohi's POV

Our eyes widened.
'Love'

"What do you want, you bastard!?" Piyush yelled gaining a chuckle as a response.

"Tsk Tsk, it isn't the sweet way to address your Brother-in-law, is it!?" The unknown man or should I say the creepy stalker exclaimed. "Anyways leave it, I know Roohi is with you, sitting on the bed wearing beautiful green dress looking ethereal" 

Our eyes once again widened. This means only one thing, there are..........

hidden cameras in my room.

"You bastard, what do you want from me!?!?" I yelled.

He again chuckled which irritated us more. I can't get it what's with him and chuckles. I swear if he was now in front of me, I would have punched him hard.

"You~!! I only want you. Your body to be mine. Your soul" He said which made me shiver in disgust. 

I, now, can only see red. I was too furious to think anything now. 
"I would never be yours. I am not a thing to be possessed. And you, freaking bloody bastard, listen carefully. I HATE YOU TO CORE AND BEING YOUR!? NOT EVEN IN DREAMS!" 

"See you soon love.....in my arms, in my bedroom" And the call was hung up from other side not giving me time to retort back.

I saw Piyush saw typing something in his mobile. I frowned. What is he doing at this critical moment!? His movement halted and he turned the mobile towards me. 

'Let's first find the cameras and destroy them. And then think what to do next.'

That is what he wrote in his notes, not to let this unknown man know.

We quickly climbed out of the bed and searched for cameras. We know he still can see us but there's nothing much we can do. Even after searching for more than half hour, we could not find anything. But we are sure that there are cameras. 

Curtains are closed so no one is watching me from outside. There are cameras.

"Wait for sometime." Piyush said making his way out of the room. 

"What are---" He didn't let me finish and slammed the door. I also decided to follow him. What is he doing!?

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Author's POV

A man can be seen standing in balcony of his lavish mansion, phone in one hand while the other one is occupied with wine glass. Suddenly a sound of creak came. The glass in his hand broke into pieces due to immense force he exerted.

He let go all the remains of glass in his hand, now falling on the floor producing sharp noise. His eyes were red. Veins popping out. 

"Ahhhhh" He screamed and threw his phone which broke into pieces as result of colliding with the wall. He took wide strides towards the room and went inside. 

He fell onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. Dark colours like black and grey were adorning his room with artefacts which added more chilly vibes to the room. The room was same as him, his personality. 

"I would never be yours. I am not a thing to be possessed. And you, freaking bloody bastard, listen carefully. I HATE YOU TO CORE AND BEING YOUR!? NOT EVEN IN DREAMS!"

"That's what you said, right my love!?" He murmured "You hate me!? Don't worry, my love is enough. You would be never mine!? You are destined to be mine. Not even in dreams!? If you don't be mine willingly, I would become your nightmare."