Book #1 of DESTINY'S ALIGNMENT SERIES
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"Shut up"
"Your lips please ma'am"
"What do you want? "
"You, your love "
"What can you do for me "
"Everything a husband does for his wife, from massaging your feet to devoting m...
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Riyansh grabbed the mirror tightly punching onto it as he let out a frustrated groan.
"ARGH" he groaned as his hands started bleeding and he looked at himself in the mirror.
His hair a total mess tousled and dishevelled as if though he had been running his fingers through the messy strands of his hair. His under eyes concealed with dull black patches, a sign which indicated that he did not sleep for nights. He stared at his dark reflection in the mirror as his expression turned into a smile .
A wide smile which held a lot of depth and emotions inside. Cunning, sly, mischievous, but most importantly hideous.
He surely was hiding something from the world.
He smiled to himself before humming a romantic tune with his cracked voice, while shaking his head like some obedient puppy.
The sun's bright rays entered his bedroom as he stared at his excessively bleeding hand. And his smile suddenly dropped when he saw his elder brother entering his room.
He clutched onto the broken piece of mirror more tightly making blood flow from his hands more instantly.
As Priyansh entered his room and saw his little brother standing in front of the mirror, his gaze darkened and he knew Riyansh was about to do something dangerous.
He rushed over to find his white silk tshirt drenched in blood and his hands tightly holding into a piece of broken glass.
The mirror was broken.
And was a storm approaching?
Maybe.
Priyansh made him sit on the bed while he called for a servant to bring the first aid box to treat his wound. They were rich, with bodyguards, servants, cooks and people to treat them. They had everything but happiness.
Happiness is something which can't be bought with money .
Priyansh sat on the edge of the bed with a gloomy expression as he glared at Riyansh for doing something so foolish.
"What's wrong with you bro? " He asked as Riyansh looked down shedding his crocodile tears.
Priyansh knew he was trying to gain sympathy by crying so he snapped his fingers suddenly.
"Cut the crap " He snapped as Riyansh looked up while a maid entered inside thr room to treat her wound.
He ordered the maid to leave and stood up closing the door from inside as he sat down and spoke in his raspy voice.
"Bhaiya can you do me a favour?"
"What favour bacche? " Priyansh asked sensing his expression.
"My ex, I want her back at any cost bhaiya, I miss her, I want her beside me again , please bhaiya , "
"That isn't happening " Priyansh retorted in his deep voice almost commanding his younger brother.
