His burning desire

9.*Samaira and Nuts*

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"Just because someone Carries it well,it doesn't mean it isn't heavy inside❤️‍🩹🌹."

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Veeransh POV

"Vikram Singh Rathore, this asshole always has to interfere in my work. This time I won't spare him. After taking everything from me all these years, he wants to ruin everything again, that bastard. This time I won't let him go at any cost. I'll take his life this time, I'll kill him in such a way that it will send shivers down his spine.

'Sir, according to our sources, he is not in India,' Alex informed me, glancing at the iPad, making me burn in rage. I gritted my teeth hard to stop myself."

I changed my white shirt to a black one as it was spoiled with that asshole's blood and set my hair because I had to leave for the office.

We both walked towards my Mercedes-Benz. This time I could only think of one person. I dialed his number as I sat inside the car.

"Hey! Motherfucker," Mrinaal Singh Oberoi responded, making me roll my eyes at his behavior, even though I am not a saint.

"Lis..." I started to say when I heard a woman's moaning voice.

"Shut up! I am on call," he whispered, thinking I wasn't listening. This fucker is fucking a woman in the morning like such a sucker.

"But you are rough," the woman whispered. I just wanted to cut the call, but I couldn't because I needed to talk to him.

"Ha, kaise yaad aaya mera," he said, chuckling on the phone.

"Shut the fuck up, and now listen. I want you to trace someone's location. I will send his details and all," I growled on the phone and was about to cut the call, but this fucker had to get on my nerves.

"What if I say no? Like, my company is in the number one position in Switzerland for its cyber security so I do..." He started laughing, but b

"90 lakhs," I said, smirking as I took a deep puff of the cigarette to calm myself.

"Now this is Veeransh Pratap Singhania," he said, chuckling on the phone mocking means i released the puff.

"Fuck you," I said, chuckling darkly. Who fucks a girl in the morning like he has a company to run, but there he is, busy fucking a girl.

"Would you ?," he retorted, making me want to punch his face and destroy his facial structure
"You should try it with men. At least the money you daily spend on condoms would be saved," I exclaimed, taking a puff of my cigarette.

"Don't you hate being a virgin?" he asked with a mocking tone, scoffing.

"Why would I? Some things are meant only for someone special," I stated, releasing the puff and raising my eyebrows.

"It's boring," he replied with a disappointed tone.

"It's not, if she is the only one you need. And, of course, why can't men be virgins when we expect women to be? If she can save it for her husband, why can't we, just because we can't control the urge?" I grumbled as my mind remembered her. It's true—when we expect women to be virgins, why can't men do the same?