Threads Of Destiny (Rudra & Naina)

•|chapter 19|•

Sorry guys I'm a few days late to update, blame my professor who made me redo an entire assignment.

I'll update next chapter as soon as I get satisfactory amount of votes and comments.

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Rudra's pov.

Killing someone in public is never a good idea. There are too many eye witnesses to the crime and eliminating all of them is usually hard. But I'm ready to risk all of it to have this son of a bitch dead who still has his hand around my wife.

Naina stiffens a little but straightens herself back in confidence. "I absolutely did."

A muscle tick near my eye as I try to find a way to lock her up in the house again.

I haven't forgotten the bold warning she gave me about running away.

"You missed him?" I ask with a clenched jaw.

She nods her head. Her eyes are so fucking innocent but her mouth is the opposite.

"You did?" The fucker asks with a grin.

A fucking grin.

I will kill him if he didn't take his hand off of her in next three seconds.

Three

Two

On-

Naina shrugs his hand off her shoulders. I smirk. Her eyes meet mine briefly before she turns her attention to that fucker.

"Your hand weighs a ton, rishabh." Naina says and smiles at him.

I reach out and pull her to my side by her arm making her shriek a little. She is glaring at me but I don't take my eyes away from the little fucker.

"You never take the warning seriously do you?" I say in a low voice.

"Rudra don't -"

I cut Naina off with a glare. She shuts her mouth but doesn't stop giving me the defiant stubborn look.

"Stop ruining akansha's party." Naina says through her greeted teeth. She is pissed. Good, maybe now she will understand what I feel when this fucker is anywhere near her.

"Don't stop on my account. I love drama." Akansha says while taking a sip from her coke.

I bet she does. Her personality is a copy paste of shreyansh, I'm pretty sure if they are in the same room either they'll kill each other or kill other people with their drama.

"No you don't." Naina gives her a look and turns her head back to me, "Can I talk to you? Alone?"

Before I can nod she starts moving to the balcony. I give one last warning look to rishabh before following her.

This is a house party, last time I attended a house party I was fucking ten or eleven, my parents had to drag me with them. House parties are too family oriented and fucking warm. I hate the warmth.

But I couldn't disagree when Naina informed me about the invitation. I want her to really believe that I am accepting her conditions.

"What were you doing?" She stops once we reach the balcony and folds her hands against her chest. She is so fucking beautiful even when she is angry.

She is the first and the only person in so long who is making me loose my control.

If my grandfather was alive today he would've eliminated her for being a distraction.