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Secrets

Past Part 7

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Past Part 7

Arsh's POV

I drove my car to my house. I pressed the brakes and after I took the black bag with me, I entered my house.

The moment I entered I was met with an unpalatable laugh, the man in his early fifties sat in from me with his ankle over his other leg's knee and his lips tugged up in an evil smirk.

My expressions were the same, bored with this bullshit. I stepped closer to him, he forwarded me his hand as if I would shake it.

"You aren't my friend," I state and the bitterness is evident in my tone. He laughed at my words again, "Boy do not be so harsh on yourself, you know only I can do this," he told me.

I was irked by him, the frustration I felt whenever I saw his face was beyond bearable now. But this man is using everything to his advantage. I clenched my jaw when he flashed the document he held.

I threw the bag over his face.

"This is over," I say and glared at him, he stood up, that smug still playing on his lips.

"For now," he said in a low voice and went away. I fisted my hands, controlling the urge to kill him. I can't. Not yet.

A notification popped up on my phone's screen, I darted my eyes over the message. Another one. When will she stop?

'Arsh, forgive me' it said. I won't.

Riya was suspended from college after the stunt she pulled but this was not the reason she was asking for forgiveness, it was because she tried to do something she could not cover up.

I was putting it off for just this moment but because of her, my bet was ruined. I will destroy her.

I ignore her message and the only reason I am not blocking her is because it gives me peace seeing her state. Begging me to delete that video.

When I threw her in the fountain, she was messed up and I recorded her but what is more interesting than that are the words I said to her. It held every secret she had tried to bury in her conscience.

She thinks she was smart enough to hide it all but unfortunately for her, I know every fucking thing about her. Which is why she had not approached Arisa again.

A smirk appears on my lips at her mention, such an idiot she is. That fucking Verma told her to go and like a scared kitten she went away. Sometimes I cannot understand how she is nineteen.

I slump over the couch and a low chuckle escapes my lips, I thought that after she is embarrassed and humiliated I would end it. But this is getting fun. I don't want to stop.

Maybe I can stretch it for more time, no harm in that.

But there is one problem, I haven't seen her for three days now, and she has not attended college, she was already pissed off at the attention she is getting and now that even Verma saw us she must be scared now.

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