CHAPTER 29
Sidharth's POV
"Your game is over. Now I will be the next mafia king. I will be the one ruling the underworld. Rest in peace." I saw the black polished shoes of the man behind those words. I am too physically weak to lift my head and see the person. I tried to reach my gun in my car but before I could do that everything was black around me and my brain shut off.
A sharp pain in my skin caused me to hiss and open my eyes.
I see a blurry red angry face of a woman who is glaring at me? Yeah, she is. I looked at my hand to find her pinching my arm tightly.
"What the fuck?" I jerked my hand and rubbed there to soothe the pain.
I rubbed my eyes only to see the woman is none other than my lovely wife.
"Are you fucking deaf? I'm here trying to wake you up for the last 2 minutes and 38 seconds!" She yelled at my face.
"What the fuck do you want?" I groaned. She held my hand and stuffed some medicine into my palm before saying,
"Swallow."
"What's the proof that you're not trying to kill me by giving me some poisonous pills?" I raised my brows.
She chuckled before saying, "Oh my little boy, don't worry I wouldn't give you such an easy death. I will destroy you to such an extent that you will beg me on your knees to kill you." Her face was so so close to me that it made my heart rate fast. I could hear the heart monitor machine making the beeping sound loud enough, to know each and every atom in this room that my heart is fucking racing because of her.
"Sometimes you really talk like a child." I break the silence as she moved away from my personal face, making my nose inhaling a large amount of air which had her scent.
"You know the bratty child who thinks she is brave and tough but can't even change her own diapers? Yeah, that's you. You're just a baby." I laughed making her angry and annoyed at me. Oh, how I love to see her little red nose when she gets angry.
"Shut the fuck up or I won't hesitate to punch you on your wound." She glared.
"You can try, but that doesn't mean you will pass, wifey." I mocked.
"Don't fucking challenge me. You're the one in the hospital bed, remember that." She folds her arms around her chest.
I noticed how her arms were pressed around her breasts making them lift up.
Stop thinking shit, man. Just stop it!
"I don't challenge babies." I took the water bottle from the bedside table and swallowed the medicine. She showed me the middle finger annoyingly before going out of the room, making me laugh.
Did she just made you laugh?
No.
Yes. She made you laugh.
No. I made myself laugh. She doesn't affect me at all.
Sure.
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P.S. I HATE YOU
Fanfiction"Why?" I asked. He didn't answer me, his eyes were calm and cold. "You cannot just take anybody's life!" I yelled at him. He took a step towards me, putting his hands in the pockets of his slacks. "I can." He snapped. "But why? It's not like you...
