His sweet possession (18+)

(5) Wretched (edited)

"Na Hoke Bhi Kareeb Tu
Hamesha Paas Tha,
Ke Sau Janam Bhi Dekhta
Main Tera Raasta."

" I didn't forget you." I whisper in her ears.

"Did I say it loud." Her eyes got wide.

"Yes."

She timidly look down. We rhythmically move while dancing.

When I saw her hugging Advik Malhotra. I felt so angry.

I just want to ignore her because she is constantly running in my mind.

Her beautiful eyes, my hands perfectly rest on her waist, her small hand, her hair, and and her luscious lips.

"Fuck"

"Huh" Did you said something.

"No."

After so many years still I'm feeling the same which I once felt 15 years ago.

This time I can't let her over power me.

Suddenly the music stops. I let her go.

She went to that Advik.

He put his hand on her waist. I fist my hand and went from there.

I went to the first floor of the balcony . I take a packet of cigarettes and start smoking.

Someone took cigarette from my hand.

"Hamare bina hi aapne cigrette pina chalu kr diya."

(You started smoking a cigarette without me.)

I chuckled .

"Aap!!" I punched in his somach.

"Bastard. Sale itni zor se marega." Rishab said with a sulking face.

(Bastard. Sale will hit you so hard.)

"Fuck off." I said with a smirk.

"Haa haa raja sahab , ab aapke aage meri kya value" He said while wiping his fake tears.

(Yes yes King, now what is my value in front of you?)

"Lgta tujhe aur maar khani hai."

(I feel like beating you more.)

"Chl ab bata kyu pareshaan hai?" He asked seriously.

(Now tell me why are you worried?)

"Mujhe kya pareshaani hogi." I said while avoiding his gaze. He's truly my best friend.

(What trouble will i have.)

Jiss halat mei rhe ham, ise khabar lg hi jaati.

(Whatever condition I am in, it becomes known to us.)