Chapter 32

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Yeah curse me...because I deserve it! Kalesh karneke baadh bhaut time liya aapka, next Chapter post karne mein, ik it's hurtful. Anyways mujhe bhi sharam aarahi hai uss baat ki because I was mentally broken down in these past few days, still processing through it (Sympathy nahi le rahi hu)

Also last 3 chapters pe bhaut kaam views hai why am I talking in Hindi?😭 Maybe I've watched too much of a stand up comedy ... This chapter was supposed to be posted tomorrow but the chapter editor was busy💁🏻‍♀️

Bhaut hogayi bakbak , everyone enjoy the chapter, even though it's small , please sehen karlena I tried writing but I was unable too... Next chapter aapko mill jayega acchawala.

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Raghav

What else can I do instead of entering this shitty room , breaking all the things inside and hurting myself. 

The beast inside me is always dying to break things apart to calm himself, which probably might scare some people like my family and- nevermind.

"I don't know how and when but I guess I'm falling in love with you " 

Her voice echoed in my head like a broken radio. I looked in the mirror and the urge to break it into places came slashing through me. I closed my eyes to suppress the urge but as soon as I did it I saw the image of Shivani lying beneath me caressing my face.

" I love you Raghav" not again this voice ...aghh

I placed my hand on the wall and punched on the mirror, hanging on it.

"But" punch "I" punch "don't" punch "love" punch "you" punch.

I moved back as I saw the pieces of mirrors lying on the floor covered with horrible red fluid. I don't even feel like cleaning this mess right now.I opened my palm and unbuttoned my shirt as I panted heavily.

Well played innocent face, now just wait and watch. I'll make you regret each and every move of you that you played on me and with that I'll make sure you abort that baby -which I'm sure is not mine-and make her stay with me and pay for all the bloody drama she caused in my life.

I walked outside and slammed the door behind me as I held my head in my palms while drops of blood dripped on the floor and a burning sensation shot in my knuckles. Fucking hell.

I looked up as Miss Mary gave me a disappointed look, holding a broom in her hand,"Control yourself" she said in her aging voice as she passed by me . Only Miss Mary and 3 bastards know about this room and my aggression. And they don't give a flying fuck about it but the only thing they say is to control myself which i fucking can't.

Losing control not only gives me peace but also a different type of pleasure I can't describe.

I went upstairs and stormed inside the shower as I tear up my shirt sensing Shivani's smell on it ,"Fucking cherries" I yelled as i punched on the tiled wall and turned the shower as cold as it would go letting the icy water blast some fucking sense into me. Because the beast inside me was blasting, i stared at the red water flowing on the tiled floor beneath my feet.

I closed my eyes as I heard shivani humming songs , while she took a warm water shower. I can still smell the cherries because cherry shampoo is so strong and lying on the shower tray. Fucking hell.

I was drenched as I opened my eyes and my palms itch due to the touch of her delicate skin on it , her curves molding perfectly in my palm, her lips locking on mine and tongue dancing in a rhythm. Anger raged again as I punched the wall again and fucking again.

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