In the bustling city of Kolkata, Mihika Roy, a simple yet brilliant medicinal scientist, navigates a life marred by tragedy, especially within her family. Her world is one of quiet resilience and unwavering hope, rooted deeply in her Bengali heritag...
I stormed out from the room and stopped by my balcony. Huffing rapidly. The sun rays on the white snow field is looking ethereal. I looked down at myself. Sh... She just grabbed my dick! Okay I get it it it was a mistake but why do I feel so much High right now? I can remember her clutching my chest in her sleep and wrapping her legs on me. Her smell is something magical that makes me go wild. "Agghhhh! Vihaan! Control yourself. You're not any 17 year old boy in his adolescence." I whispered to myself.
I looked at the wall clock and it was 8:20 am. I have to freshen up and go to shop. Our shop opens at10:30 am. Shirin aunty has already started baking the breads I guess. I have to hurry.
I took a bath and wore a white sweatshirt grey cargo joggers and layered myself with a sleeveless grey jacket. I took my phone and was going to leave my room then I saw a package is there in my study table. The note itself saying it's from haryana.
A message popped up in my phone screen.
"You will need it within few days! Don't die. I'll reach Jammu within 4 days, currently in Chicago."
It was from Sohail. I opened the package and it was a pistol. And 5 extra ammo boxes.
I texted Sohail back, "Next time spend some more money and get a good model, this one is shit."
Got a reply. "Shoot it in your ass!"
I chuckled , put the pistol in safe place, locked the door and went out for shop. Afterall I'm just a normal baker boy who is the favourite Batista of this whole town.
I grabbed an apple from the basket and took Bruno. Our destination is "Kashmir ki Kali" which is well known as Shirin aunty's restro. I have to walk there for 5 minutes from home. I can see a large group of girls clustered in front of our restaurant.
We sell breads and coffees in morning breakfast. The coffee is especially me.
I entered the cafe area, took off my jacket and wore my apron upon the sweatshirt and rolled my sleeves. I grounded the coffee and settled the machine.
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I could see the gathering in the restaurant is increasing. But most of the unwanted crowd is made by these boiling adolescence teenage girls who are here before their school. I sighed... At least I know that they'll leave.
The Bell of our entrance rang by a chime. A girl wearing a long grey overcoat entered our cafe cum restro.
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