Book 2 of Love series
Kindly please read The Shekhawat's Infinite love and passion before reading this it'll help you to know about the characters in this book.
She was a mysterious girl and he was a big red flag of the novel world. Let's see their...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Author POV
"Swara, eat this" Shruti said serving more roti to her. She looked at Jiya and said, "Learn something from Swara, look at her. She always wears a proper outfit. Not like you."
Jiya looked at her and said sarcastically, "Look at the news, people are dying because of aging, and you? you are still alive."
Their eyes and mouths both opened wide hearing her answer while Dhruv heard her when he was coming on the dining table.
Swara smirked internally because now it's going to be a big drama.
Dhruv grabbed Jiya's arm tightly in anger and made her stand in her place. Jiya also glared at him and tried to remove his grip because it was now hurting her.
"How dare you talk with my mother like that?" he glared at her in anger.
Jiya also glared at him and asked, "How dare your mother talk to me like that?"
He tightened his grip on her arm, still glaring at her.
Jiya slapped him with her other hand and went inside her room muttering, "Chutiya" (Fool)
He sat on the chair feeling guilty for his actions. Swara came toward him and said, "Don't fight with your wife Dhr-" he glared at her, "Sir, she's just an emotional person. Please don't mind her words."
Swara looked at Shruti and winked. Shruti understood and said with a low voice, "She's right Dhruv. Don't fight with her for me. I will manage on my own. I am really sorry because of me-"
She started crying to deceive Dhruv. He hugged her and said, "Don't be sorry Mom it was not your fault."
Dhruv kissed her forehead and went to his room to apologize for his actions.
Swara, Rashi, and Shruti gave hi-fi to each other.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Jiya POV
Haramkhor, pagal admi, chutiya insan. Ise to me kabar me dal ke hi jaungi. Mere hi hatho marega ye sala. Huh, I was angry. My anger was exceeding its limit. If I keep getting angry then what will happen? You know what? If I exceed my anger limit then I would kill everyone here.
