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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Jail is a cold, dark place.
I stood in the very centre of the cell, hugging my elbow so I wouldn't touch anything that might require a me peel my skin off. I try my best to not look at the mouldy toilet, sitting in the corner. Just thinking about it makes me sick in my stomach.
"Are you terrified?" Shivansh voice comes through the cell.
"No. I usually have this giddy expression whenever I am in jail. I'm having the time of my life" I smile politely.
"Then why are looking at me like you want to rip off my head?" he cocks his brow.
The nerves of this man.
"Sorry. That's just how my face works. Are you having fun here?" I ask gritting my teeth.
"It smells of dead rats. I'm barely holding my breath" he mutters
"Then think before starting a damn fight and beating someone to inch of their life" I snap
If only that moron kept his mouth shut and didn't bait Shivansh.
"He is lucky I didn't rip off his head." He shrugs like he had done a favour.
"Oh God! You're insane. We are in jail. Without any help." I screech pulling my hair.
"Relax. We will be out soon" he drawls and goes to lean against the wall but then changed his mind after looking at it.
I curse under my breath and look outside the bar.
"Is someone here?" I call and an officer comes.
"Why are you yelling girl"
"Sir, please let us go. We didn't start the fight. Please" I plead but he clearly doesn't believe me.
"You youngsters need to learn a lesson. Always looking for trouble" he mutters and then leaves.
I whine gripping the bars. There is no other person here. All of them run away except us.
"Why did you ever choose that asshole? And how did your dad allow it?" he questions.
"Dad always hated him. Mom too. But I was just going through my rebellion phase where I wanted to prove that I have the choice in my life. And boom I made my life's worst choice" I answer, internally cursing myself for my reckless decisions.
"And nothing happened when you were with him" he asks
"No. Just few kisses" I reply nonchalantly
"Define few?"
"Two, I guess" I shrug
"Hmm....Two kiss" his tone instantly shoot up my alarms
"Vansh, no" I warn
"What?" he asks innocently but I don't miss the darkness seeping in his eyes.
"I can surely tell that you are planning about hundreds way to torture Michael. So I'm going to save your time and stop you right here" I chide, popping my hip out
