"Tell me what you want, darling." He asked, "Tell me what you need, and I'll give you exactly that?"
"I want you Idhant, I NEED you." I whispered not being able to resist anymore.
"What do you want me to do, darling? Tell me what you want from me?"...
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WARNING: Mature Content Ahead (18+)
I am drenched with blood. You ask how? So, my dear brother thought it was good idea to send me for a mission today to release my frustration. Well, I do agree with him, it did help me but that fucker thought it was awesome idea to send Idhant with me too so we can talk more.
Yeah, we did talk. 2 words to be exact. That to by him. "WEAR THIS" he said while giving me his coat when he saw me covered with blood. And now I am standing outside his penthouse because that was nearest.
We both walk into his penthouse, and I sigh looking around. This penthouse is a clear image of how he is, no pictures, no personalized touches, just cold and boring house.
"You can clean yourself up in any room." He says and I nod.
"I don't have clothes." I remember.
"I'll get you some.."
Without another word I head towards the stairs, I walk upstairs and pick the first room I see and walk in. I unbutton his blazer I was wearing and toss it to the bed and the door flies open.
"Of course you chose my fucking room." He walks in and I roll my eyes.
"If I knew it was yours, I would have never." I mutter and walk towards the bathroom.
"Wanna save some water Sanvi?" He says from behind and I raise my middle finger.
"Fuck off Idhant"
I will never let him touch me and I will definitely never fucking love that psychotic bastard.
I take a shower, wash the blood off my body and wrap myself in a towel.
I open the door before walking out of bathroom, I see Idhant on the bed. He looks up from his phone and sucks in a sharp breath.
"Stop whatever you are thinking and give me some clothes." He smirks. Fucking pervert.
"This is all I have for now. I have sent my PA to grab some clothes for you." He throws his shirt at me.
"PA?" I ask curiously. He puts his phone down and give me a once over.
"Darling, I run a Mafia along with a cover up that is a tech company. So of course, I have a PA" I hum, I mean it's cool.
I walk inside the bathroom again and sigh. Now I have to wear a shirt. His shirt. Without any bra or panties. Fucking Amazing.
I pull the shirt on, and it reaches till mid-thigh, thank goodness, and I button it up. I hope Idhant doesn't get a view, but do I care if he does? NAAH!!
