Their Dilemma

~~INITATION ~~

The black sports car roared on the roads of Lucknow breaking all the rules in one go the restless man sat inside praying silently increasing the speed "Be safe till I reach.......please!"

A bride stood on the terrace railing sniffling "I am sorry mumma but I can't do it anymore......I tried...... I seriously tried but their is nothing left after this.......I won't be able to face papa and it's better na ki usse pehle main khud ye sab khatam kardu!" she wiped her tears taking a step ahead but a tight sudden grip on her wrist pulled her back startling on her steps she bumped with his well built chest. She closed her eyes in anticipation the man looked at her fear stricken face her innocence was the contrast to his existence. She opened her eyes slowly to find herself still in his arms

He stepped dangerously close to her as her back touched the wall "Zafar tum kya kar rahe ho?? Peeche hato!" she tried to sound strong and intimidating but he laughed evily

"Tujhe lagta hai tu mujhe dara sakti hai......tu mujhe vo dede jo mujhe cahiye badle main main tujhe kuch din ka samay dilwa dunga!" he tucked her hair strands behind her ear while she tried to push him away "Kyu mera mood kharab kar rahi hai..... Waise bhi ab se to ye tera roz ka kaam hoga to practice to mangta hai!!" he said looking at her cleavage lustfully before bending to bite her neck so rough that it started to bleed hissing in pain she tried to push him away when the knife kept on the table beside caught her eyes taking it she placed it on her neck "Ab tum agar ek bhi kadam aage aaya to main khud ko mar lungi uske baad hum dono jante hai masi maa kya karengi zafar" she said slowly fumming in anger he left the room locking her inside. She sat in a corner hugging her knees to her chest sobbing and rubbing her neck in disgust.

A man walked in his room's balcony restlessly continuously trying to call someone "Pick up the damn phone...... Kaha phasa ke bhag gaya hai........ Or ek to vo ladki dimaag kharab hogaya hai sab ka apne pachdo main mujhe bali ka bakra bana diya hai...... Mana kiya tha dii ne cigarette chod de lekin nahi mujhe to shauk cadha tha ab jhelo" he mumbled dialing the number again.

"Fuck!" he cursed throwing the phone out of the balcony "just once come in my hands then I will take my revenge!" he groaned passing a hand through his hair when realisation struck him "Shit mera phone!.......tu ghar aa iphone 15 dilaega ab tu mujhe!!" he muttered annoyed looking at the broken phone from the balcony.
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