#2 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
To all the people who thought no one could read their masked emotions.
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"GET. THE. FUCK. OUT. OF. MY. HOUSE." The heavy voice of Abhishek Malhotra echoed in...
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Why the fuck I pay y'all? To fucking live without stress? You are not able to track a person who hides my wife's identities and y'all call yourself a member of Cyber security?” My roar echoed in the office as their heads hung low.
Who the fuck has helped her? And the damn moment my hands are laid off the person he or she is gonna see their death themselves.
“Get the fuck out of my sight, I fire all of you.” And now all I could hear was the rushed sound of footsteps leaving my cabin.
I held a paper weight in my hand and threw that across a glass wall, shattering it into pieces.
The anger in me was making me lose my patience at every fucking cost. Who the fuck can help her man?
And it's been a week since I saw her fully. She has locked herself in her apartment and I know it was because of me. She comes to the balcony and the moment she sees me she shuts her door.
I had started sitting on the opposite side so that she couldn't see me and I could only see her. I honestly don't remember much from our last interaction.
Only things I remember are, I saw her in the club, I drank like a mad man, passed out on her door waiting for her to come so that I could give her the envelope, passing out in her arms and then a bandage in my hand.
The only bits I remember. I don't know what happened in between. I don't know how am I gonna fix things because she has built her walls so strong that I can't even see through them.
But my patience is just about to break. I want her to listen. I want to listen to her. I want her to scream at me. I want her to tell me that I was absolutely a jerk to her. I want her to beat the shit out of me.
