Bhai someone literally said that I should delete my account and make another wattpad account because my wattpad is acting up 🙂 Like tfff????
Anyways here comes the most awaited chapter. Wattpad don't fuck it up like last night.
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Indian food or Italian?
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I like him
Like him too
He my man
He my boo
He my type
He's so cute
I want him
And want him tooOut of everything, I didn't expect this. These four satan's heir following me and almost killing me in the process. They are acting so unhinged. The morally grey traits on steroids, so fucking fake as if they could scare me.
They all were dressed in all black as if they have came here after doing some demonic rituals and now smirking at me as if I'm some little slut, they'll do orgy tonight or sacrifice me to their devil lord. "You had one job and that was to take care of Jahnvi." said the Asshole of the century Vikram Singhania.
Abhimaan who was glaring at the gun under his hold looked at me, "And you failed at it pathetically."
Ryan was some different breed of an animal as he fired the gun on air, as if it would scare me, "You lost your reasons to breathe now."
Jaiveer was silent from the beginning, checked his gun as if showing me it's filled with bullets, "How about we kill you here?"
I chuckled and leaned against my car, "Is this why you all chase me all the way to threaten me? Try again."
"Aren't you a so called fucking elite, yet you failed to protect your wife." Vikram taunted, I'm going to kill him first, he has made it to the top one in my hit list.
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Cared & Caged (#3 Billionaire's Possesion)
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