A sequence of Ranvi: his flow of life. [DARK ROMANCE]
I love him, he loves me too, more than his life.
But-
What if my husband is ready to snatch my life?
Love. I thought he loved me but turns out everything was a game to trap me. I was foolish t...
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A A R A N
“If he doesn't agree to change the contract according to us, drop the project.” I say, lifting my face to look at Luca, whose eyes widen a little bit. With no intention to break my words, my second man in charge nodded his head before turning to walk away when I interrupted his walk.
“Get me a painkiller.”
“Sure boss,” He said and rushed outside while I dived back to complete the work. It's been a while since I have been feeling quite unwell, it's just the headache that's making my situation worse.
I am not a person who likes to wear a tie, but because I am wearing a formal I have to add it. Pulling the tie around my neck, I dropped it on the table, unbuttoning two buttons to let the air sweep in.
“I can go to a strip club-” Her words from four days ago reminded me of the moment when I read the contract paper she signed and saw the CCTV footage. I believed she won't cheat on me but this fucking sentence wanted to me fuck her in every position and make her remind who owns her, but I had to stop myself after I heard her begging me to stop because she couldn't take it anymore, and then I walked away after cleaning her.
We haven't talked to each other, forget about talking. I don't even look at her because It makes me remember that if I don't give her what she wants—she won't think twice before putting her feet to a strip club.
Strip club? Right.
Ranvi is my wife. She is carrying my last name, and she threatened me with the thing that shouldn't even linger in her brain. The more I think about her statement from that night, the more it makes me want to choke her to death, but that's not what I can do as the thought of harming her makes my chest heavy.
Sliding the cursor and clicking towards the CCTV monitoring app, I looked into the cameras I set up in her office. Ranvi is sitting on the couch, flipping through papers and then proceeding to type something on her laptop. She continues to repeat and does add taking a sip of her tea to this loop.
Taping my finger on the table, I continued looking at my wife for a couple too long. “You want to go to a strip club? I will fulfil your desire.”
Pressing the button across my table, I wait for Liam to step inside and the moment he steps in, my finger stops tapping on the table and I break the silence. “Contact every strip club and add Ranvi’s name on the blacklist. And the club she is a regular at—burn it or do whatever you wish, I don't want that club running anymore.” I placed my finger on my forehead pressing it as I kept staring at the silence bomb.
You can't get rid of me, Ocean.
Never.
“I heard they do illegal drugs—you know what you have to do?” I slowly lift my head to look at Liam who nods at me, understanding my hint. “Understood boss.”
