LETHAL
DANGEROUS
ICE HEARTED
Shivansh Oberoi, a predator in Armani suit. He is cold and emotionless who ruins everything that threatens him or his family. He lives in darkness with his demons. Until one day he meets a girl totally opposite him. What...
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You know the feeling when you get rid of a deadweight boyfriend who thinks you're his property?
You soar.
And I'm ready to soar until I hit the sun!
My phone keeps dinging from the messages sent by my tool of ex-boyfriend. It seems like me telling him I have a boyfriend doesn't did much. Now he demands more evidence. Like I owe him any explanation. In your fucking dreams.
I should have known we were doomed from starting. Actually, I did know it but I was stuck in the phase where I just wanted to defy my father. The man never allowed me to date and every boy feared him. So, when Michael approaches me knowing all well about my father, I just accepted it.
Soon enough he started showing his true colours. The fucker hates Taylor Swift. That was the first red flag. Who the hell hates her? Even my pet Bruno disliked Micheal. He always treated me like I'm one of his possessions. And then there was hidden backslash he holds.
Don't wear this.
It's too revealing.
Your body type is not made for this dress.
You should exercise.
I got fed up from his behaviour in just three months. The night before I left my home, he invited me to his place. I went there thinking to end this thing politely but he started getting intimate. Thank god my father taught me self defence otherwise I would have freaked out. I tell him no and he took that on his ego. Later that night I found out he was fucking someone else. And the most surprising thing is I wasn't even mad at him.
My phone again starts ringing showing his new number. I have blocked his previous one but he is hell bent talking to me.
"What now?" I ask exasperated
"Emory! We aren't done! You can't end things like this!" I pull away my phone as his shouts gets louder.
"Get over this shit Micheal. I already told you I'm committed." I pick up my coffee
"No, you aren't. I know you are lying. Because if you had a boyfriend, you would have posted about it" he says smugly.
Mierda!
"We are keeping this private for now" I lie smoothly.
"I don't buy this. You can't get someone as your boyfriend this fast" he snorts. The fucking audacity.
"Soon cabron" I hiss and end the call.
Jerk.
I know I'm not slim like other girls and my body is curvy and soft but I'm happy with my body. Some people might call me fat but I don't care about anyone's opinion. I refuse to feel self-conscious about my body. And no one has any right to pass back handed comments about one's body type. Every one is perfect in their own way.
