THE KNIGHT'S DOLL

68. THE FLAMES OF FREEDOM...

HELLO DOSTOOO!

Can't believe I could update on time, cause trust me, life's been so shitty lately, but I believe the next week would be better one! :-)

Well in the last update I announced that I got 152 FOLLOWERS, which later increased to 153, so some unfollowed me again, & we're back to 151!😔

I don't get the LOGIC OR REASON behind any thins... Can you tell me why people do so??? cause am a reader to & never did I ever do that in my life... Why??

Like I don't get the psyche behind this, I better go & use my oh-so-psychological head in understanding some pretty nice serial killers than understanding this REAL WEIRD PSYCHE of people... Lol!🥲

ENJOY READING , while I go & read some news or maybe watch a movie, cause I really need to get my mind of this 'follow-to-unfollow thing'! :-/

THE KNIGHT'S DOLL

CHAPTER- 68

THE FLAMES OF FREEDOM...

Ishana, as soon as she came in the changing room, fisted out a burner phone, while cursing her fucker fiance for all her miseries.

"Pick it up damn it!" muttered she placing her one hand on her aching forehead while looking above at nothing, desperate for the call to be picked.

"Hello Ishaa..." the man was cut off by Ishana as she urgently asked her question.

"Did you do it?" asked she, her tone dipping dire desperation.

"Woah, calm down, calm down! Your health isn't any good these days anyways." spoke the man making Ishana close her eyes & take in a deep breathe, calming the anxiety within her.

"Listen Neel, I don't have time for these shits. The Khurana ladies are out with Mrs. Khurana going to join them soon, & these ladies are no fools, so fucking answer my question & don't fucking test me!" declared she, her nostrils flaring as she changed simultaneously, taking off her lehanga, feeling uncomfortable, & suddenly sweating cold.

"Fine fine! Relax, & yes, your all orders have been carried out Ma'am!" spoke he making her take a sigh.

"Good, & always keep the team alert. Thakur is definitely planning something big, this long silence is so not his style." spoke she smirking a bit, knowing how seeing her with her Fiance might hurt oh-so-fragile & ever ready to be hurt male-ego of that punny-dicked bastard.

"Like your darling Fiance would let him do anything, huh! Oh he's going crazy! If only you could see him getting so mad for you!" spoke Neel as he chuckled amused while Ishana's smirk only grew.

"He isn't mad for me Neel, you very well know what he wants is more than me..." spoke she, her voice getting lost.

Neel sighed.

"Fine, but we both know all he wants as of now is to get you back to that hell hole... OK get out of that room before they get suspicious." spoke he making Ishana hum to him as she disconnected & opened the door hiding the phone back properly, to dispose it in the washroom later on.

As soon as she opened the door a strong burning smell surrounded her, & before she could comprehend anything, she heard a blast, as she saw nothing but smoke & the bright red flames movie towards her dangerously fast, from the other end of the corridor where the changing rooms were.