"How badly do you want to get fucked, butterfly?"
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**This is a DARK romance. A full-length standalone novel with HEA and no cheating**
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I should not be in love with her.
Not after I know, who she is.
Yet I did.
Deeply, madly...
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थोड़ा सा मैं खफा हो गया अपने आप से थोड़ा सा तुझपे भी बेवजह ही मलाल आये
Reyaansh's POV
I was sure something was off.
Kainaat is not someone who cries unless she knows that her issue is not fixable.
Last night, when she was not responding to mom's questions, mom had to call me. I came back to see a sad, gloomy Kainaat who was trying to hold herself.
At That moment, I questioned myself, 'Am I a good husband?' I got my answer as soon as she uttered that she wanted to cry.
The tears that came from her eyes left some scars on my heart.
Maybe I was not there for her. I shouldn't have sent her to her house.
The day I had nightmares about is here, she knows the truth now. Not the real truth, but she believes it.
She got to know it from a third person, who decided to put the blame on my father.
Great.
The gun that she thought she tucked securely was not very evident to me, I don't know if it was because of the fact that I like to eat her raw with eyes that I noticed everything or because I couldn't find my gun.
I saw it the moment she tried to move. I thought my baby was getting bold and wanted to fight her battles, so I tried to encourage her with that 'anger' monologue.
What I didn't know is that she would literally get her anger out on my father.
This nonsense was not needed.
If she wanted to know the truth, then she could have asked for it, but no. She wants to confront, with a fucking gun.
As soon as she decided to be a wonder woman and threaten my dad, all our guards came rushing towards her.
Fuck.
I immediately took the gun from one of the guard's hands and pointed it towards her.
Just one mistake and everything will be gone. I will throw myself off a cliff if something happens to her.
Holding a gun to my wife's head is hurting my heart, I feel like someone is crushing it brutally.
This was something that truly shocked me, maybe I shouldn't blindly trust her.
“Drop the gun, right now.”, I sound like a pure bastard but a deadly weapon in her hands, which are shaking, can tell me that she is not comfortable holding a gun.
