VIKRAM POV
I was shocked when the truth came out of that bastard's mouth, that makes things clear but complicated at the same time. I could witness that same expression of confusion on Aarman's face as well but Amogh and Aaru were looking at Tejveer with a blank facial expression.
Did they know about this already? But how is that even possible!
When that bastard started moving towards Aaru and was about to point a gun which he had robbed from one of our guards at Amogh. Amogh and Aarman shared a look which made me smirk internally and then,there was suddenly a power cut.
I took this as an opportunity and moved towards Tejveer and kept a hand on his mouth to muffle his screams. He still manage to fire his gun at me but luckily it was just a graze. I pressed a pressure point near his neck leaving him paralysed, I took out my sword and chopped off his upper limbs. I will not kill him so easily, he will feel pain and the feeling of his soul leaving his body.
I am a professional assassin and I know hundreds of ways to kill someone painfully.
After sometime when the lights were on I saw Tejveer was lying on the pool of his own blood.....still breathing and looking dead at Amogh and Aarna.
Saala abhi bhi nhi sudhra
I was about to end his pathetic life when I felt a hand holding my sword and when I turned around I saw Aarman standing with a pleading look. I looked at him and then at the person lying on the floor before making my way towards my WIFE ( read HIS STAMMERING PEACE if you want to know how)
I moved my gaze all over the living room but there were only 4 people present along with our little prince, who was sticking on his father's frame. He wasn't even ready to leave him and go to his mother.
Seems like this boy loves him father more.....I chuckled
'Lucky bastard' I said once as I crossed Amogh and that idiot has the audacity to smirk at me.
' nice job brother' he said with a hint of appreciation.
I nodded at him and practically ran towards my room, where my wife must be resting. I am in a desperate need for a f*ck as I couldn't get over this blood lust. Either I will go for a killing spree or I want my Mahi so that I could f*ck her until my lust is subsided.
F*ck!! I can't wait any longer.
As I stepped inside our room i looked around but a wave of disappointment washed through me was she wasn't there but then I heard water running inside our bathroom and that's was it.
Let's save some water and waste some cum
AARNA POV
Looking at Vikram bhaiya in such an avatar was truly terrifying. It was unexpected....when I heard the gun fire being shot, I thought it might have been harmed someone but luckily it didn't.
Or maybe it did
I looked at Hukum sa when there was only three of us were left alone in a huge living area. By now everyone left to their respective rooms and the blood was cleared from everywhere and it looked like there wasn't a bloodied body lying on the floor few minutes ago.
I jolted from my thoughts when I felt a rough hand on my wrist and I looked up at my husband who was holding our symbol of love with such protective hand like his life depended on him.
Jaisi kisi jadugar ki jaan atki ho uske toote par
' mera toota toh aap hai Rani sa. Meri jaan aap par atki hai. Lekin ye jadugar itna bhi kamzor nhi hai ki apni jaan ki hifazat na kar paye.....chaliye hume aapse kuch baat karni hai' he said looking dead serious and his stance was predatory.
( You are my little bird Rani sa. My life depends on you. But this SORCERER is not that weak that he can't even take care of his life.....let's go I want to share a word with you)As soon as we entered inside our chamber, Hukum sa handed Avi in my arms and moved towards his study room. I looked at my baby boy who was about to fall asleep but I couldn't let him sleep with a good feed, so I sat down on the lounge area of our wing.
' bahat thak gaye hai aap yuvraj. Mumma aapko aise sone kese de sakti hai my baby.' I continued talking to my baby while he kept chugging on my breast milk. I know that the words that Hukum sa wanted to share with me are important but I know how desperately he needs me right now.
( You must be tired because of today's event right my yuvraj. How can you mumma let you sleep just like that my baby)No one talks about a man's mental health or his burden but they suffer as much as a woman does. We women tend to cry and have breakdowns but men are expected to bottle up their emotions and turn ice cold. I know how much a human needs a release for mental stability and that could be by anything. It may be by breakdown or by workout or by sexual desire....I don't mind giving my Hukum sa his release and it makes me feel proud that I AM THE ONLY ONE who holds that much power in his life.
Earlier, Hukum sa used to work out for hours or would lock himself in his study for days until his anger was subsided but now he is not alone and he knows that he can approach me anytime if he wants someone to help him in anyway or share anything.
I looked down and saw Prithvi was in his deep slumber with my nipple in his small mouth. I picked him up and moved inside our room and gently made him sleep in the middle of our bed. I switched on the baby monitor and took the receiver with me.
*Knock*
*Knock*
I knocked on his study room door as I don't know about his mood yet. And precaution is still a mandatory, even though I know that my husband loves me but still it won't be a wise idea to disturb a wounded lion.
' come in Rani sa ' I didn't waste my time and walked inside his study room. I saw him sitting on his leather chair but his surrounding made me shocked.
Blood rushed on my face and down south when I noticed what my Hukum sa has planned to bring out his frustration. I already has a chunk about his mood when I saw a rush of jealousy in his eyes when Tejveer said those words.
I looked into his eyes and slowly took a step towards him.
Don't know what he has planned but one thing is clear that- IT'S GOING TO BE A LONG NIGHT
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