(Book 1 of The SILVER CIRCLE series)
Title: The Veiled Hearts: a quiet lethal love
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Yash stood silently behind Vanya, arms crossed, observing her every move as she prepared to face the eight intruders. As the first wave of attackers approached, Yash sprang into action, taking down each one with smooth, calculated precision, his eyes never leaving Vanya.
He was determined to ensure that no harm came to her.Vanya, meanwhile, moved like a force of nature. She grabbed whatever was within reach-knives, furniture, and any object she could turn into a weapon-deftly injuring four of the intruders, leaving them incapacitated on the ground.
The remaining four circled them warily, but Yash had already drawn his gun.Yet, he hesitated. Vanya hated the sound of gunshots, and he knew it would startle her in the midst of the fight. For a brief moment, he was torn between the need to end the threat swiftly and his desire to protect her from any distress.
As the four remaining intruders encircled them, Yash and Vanya instinctively stood back-to-back, ready for the next wave. Vanya, her eyes locked on two of the attackers, growled in frustration, "I don't know how to use a gun, but you do. Why aren't you using it?"
Yash, still focused on the other two intruders, replied calmly, "Can you handle the sound of a gunshot?"Vanya sighed deeply, her frustration evident. "When I'm dead, you can wear those bullets as a necklace."Yash couldn't help but smile at her fiery spirit. "I'd rather wear your kisses around my neck," he teased.
Vanya's eyes widened in shock, and she turned to punch him but stopped by him. Yash gave a quick kiss on her forehead. "I'm not your enemy, kitty," he whispered.Just then, two intruders lunged at Vanya from her side. She felt their approach, swiftly moved Yash aside, and hurled two knives straight into their hearts, killing them instantly.
Yash, impressed by her accuracy, turned his attention to the remaining attackers.As the fight continued, Yash took down one of the intruders with a punch and then grabbed two nails from a nearby table, driving them forcefully into the man's eyes. When Yash turned back around, his heart dropped-the last intruder had Vanya in a tight grip, holding a knife to her neck.
Yash's anger flared, but he masked it, saying coldly, "You can kill her. She's nothing to me."Vanya froze in the intruder's grip, her voice trembling with disbelief. "What?! Are you serious? That's what I expected from a rich brat like you. People like you don't care about their bodyguards."
The intruder laughed mockingly. "She's your bodyguard? Why keep her as a bodyguard? Look at her body, her ass, her lips... she must taste so good."Vanya felt disgusted and uncomfortable as the intruder's words and hands roamed her body. Yash's hand clenched tightly around his gun, his rage barely contained. He waited for the right moment.
The intruder's hand began to unbutton Vanya's shirt, slipping inside to pinch her waist. Vanya hissed in pain, her eyes pleading with Yash, who remained still, waiting. As the intruder continued his vile comments like -i want lick this soft waist ,wish I was assigned to fuckkkkkkk her.Yash's fury reached its peak,the moment the intruder moved his hand lower, Yash acted.
He fired two bullets, each one piercing the intruder's skull just inches from Vanya's ear.Vanya stood frozen, staring at Yash in shock. Yash walked over to the lifeless body, and, without a word, shot two more bullets into the intruder's heart and groin. He then picked up a knife, ready to mutilate the body further, but Vanya grabbed his wrist, her voice desperate, "Stop! He's dead... please, stop!"
Yash's anger boiled over as he shouted, "He touched you... He was going to fu-" His words were cut off as he began stabbing the intruder's eyes with the nails that were lying nearby. Vanya tried to push him away, her voice shaking, "Yash he is dead and I'm okay! Nothing happened to me,leave him ."
But Yash was beyond reasoning, his rage consuming him as he started to tear the intruder's mouth apart with his bare hands. Vanya, seeing Yash's uncontrollable anger, turned his face toward her and, without thinking, kissed him lightly on the lips. "Please, stop... I'm okay. Let's go. No more blood," she pleaded.
Yash froze at the kiss, his fury momentarily subdued. He stood up slowly, but Vanya, now nervous, stood up and apologized, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to kiss you, but you wouldn't stop. I tried everything, and you were too strong. I'm so sorry, you're going to get married... Let's just go from here."
Yash remained silent as Vanya turned to leave, but he grabbed her wrist, pulling her back to him. Her chest collided with his, but she kept her gaze lowered. Yash gently lifted her chin, his voice softening, "Never show your back after kissing ", and Yash pecked her lips again, more gently. "I want to kiss you so badly right now, but not here-not surrounded by dead bodies."
Vanya's voice trembled as she pleaded, "Yash, let's go."Yash nodded but first knelt in front of her, beginning to rebutton her shirt that had been undone by the dead intruder. Before he did, he looked up at her, his eyes filled with concern. "Show me where he touched you," he asked softly.
Vanya hesitated but then pointed to the spots where the intruder had touched her. Yash kissed each spot, his lips gentle against her skin, as if to erase the memory of the intruder's touch. When he reached her waist, Vanya whispered, "He pinched my navel too."Yash smiled softly and pressed a hard kiss to her navel, sucking on it until a hickey formed.
Vanya winced in surprise and anger, "What did you do?"Ignoring her words, Yash finished buttoning her shirt, stood up, and retrieved her beard and turban from a cabinet. Vanya's anger flared. "You've reddened my navel! This is how you show you care? What's the difference between you and those intruders? You're all the same!"
Yash's eyes darkened with anger at her accusation. He gripped her neck firmly, pulling her close, "The difference is I don't molest other girls. The difference is they wanted to fuck you, and I want to embrace you. If I wanted, I could do whatever I want, but I'm waiting until you're comfortable with me. That's the difference."
He paused, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper, "That hickey on your navel is your punishment for calling me a distraction. Am I a distraction to you?"Vanya, shocked by Yash's intensity, managed to say, "Yes, you are a distraction because you're not the CEO I pictured."
Yash loosened his grip, intrigued, "What did you picture me to be?"Vanya's voice was tinged with anger and confusion, "You should have been ruthless to me as I am also an intruder. You should have thrown me in jail. You should have shown me the attitude of a rich brat CEO born with a silver spoon, but..."
Yash smiled at her words and pulled her waist close again, their breaths mingling. "But what, kitty?" he asked softly.Tears welled up in Vanya's eyes. "You're kind. You protect me. You make sure I'm comfortable. You have warmth in your eyes, just like your mother."
Yash looked at her, his expression softening. He kissed her forehead and whispered, "How can I be unkind to a girl who intruded into my office just for food, who broke into my house just for food, who hasn't left my side even though she's scared of gunshots?"
Vanya looked up at him, her voice trembling, "What we're doing is wrong."Yash smiled, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "Well, you started it. You entered my life, and you initiated the kiss," he teased, pecking her lips again.Vanya's anger flared once more. "Stop kissing me!"
Yash walked to the storage door, opening it as he said with a smirk, "I didn't start it, and I won't end it."
