THE KNIGHT'S DOLL

56. HIS QUEEN!?!?

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THE KNIGHT'S DOLL

CHAPTER- 56HIS QUEEN!?!?

The brothers looked at each other, confused honey browns against more confused pitch blacks, communicating with their eyes, before sighing, as the King rubbed his hairs, while the Knight leaned his head back on the couch's headrest, with his one arm resting over it while the other one placed on his lap defeatedly.

The two had been sitting in their so called salon for the past two hours discussing & delebrating on nothing but how to make up for the mess they have made with their women, but could reach nowhere. It didn't take them this long of planning even when they had destroyed the entire African mafia within one week itself!

"If you don't mind can I suggest something King, Knight?" asked Tara, his voice low, his dark brown eyes brimming with amusement. He loves to see his two cruel Bosses suffer cause of his two Queens! Well at least someone can make these two monsters suffer, & that too two little girls, the mere thought makes him laugh, which obviously he conceals for his dear life.

"Bark!" spoke the King, bracing Tara with his intimidating gaze.

"Ammm... Why don't you directly tell it to your ladies, like you know it can... Ouch!" he groaned in pain when he felt a pillow falling straight on his eyes, making his tough self hiss, blinking.

The King looked at him a bit satisfied.

"Can't you see that's what we have been discussing for all these fucking two hours, that fucking how to inform them this shit?" spat the King, his rough voice rougher, while his glare burning on Tara's face who sighed, shrugging his shoulders, before going away.

It was indeed a bad idea to even talk to these fucked up brothers. All they do is take their frustration out on his poor ass.

"Why didn't you react?" asked the King frustrated to his younger-brother than a cousin, who finally graced him with his eyes, after bobbing his adam's apple.

"Cause I knew this bitch would spurt only shits." spoke he calmly, while inside he was like a raging messed tsunami of complicated thoughts, while the King sighed.

"I don't know why did I even hope from his ever single ass!" spoke the King lowly pinching his nose, before taking another gulp from the second bottle of his whiskey.

"It's your desperation to find a way out..." explained the Knight, taking another sip of his drink from his glass, the one he had been taking baby-sips from since the past two hours.

"Don't give me that look, I don't wanna go to my Doll drunk!" spoke the Knight defending himself.

"Lucky me! My Sweetheart's going out with Vidhi tonight." spoke the King smirking at his win, while thanking his little sister Vidhi internally. He knew he won't get out of this salon without drinking till his ass shits alcohol, as illogical as it sounds.

"Yeah whatever..." spoke the Knight feeling frustrated within, & knowing no matter how much of a pretender he is, he can't win over his brother who can see him right through.