Hello lovely people,
As promised I’m here with a new update.
My apologies for taking bit longer than usual as you all know I’d my final exams of the semester.
The update would have been earlier but I’d caught some stomach infection and also I’ve to travel on daily basis to a nearby city for training purpose.
>> Picture on the side of Christian Grey as the Grey eyed man
Keeping my chat short, presenting you the next chapter.
Dedicated to @KlippingQueen
J
CHAPTER 15 – PREDATOR
Current year-2014
The mall at the outskirts of the town lightly buzzed with people of different ages. Chatting, arguing and laughing in their little bubbles of life.
For most of the normal people life is this. They stress their asses off on earning from Monday to Friday, spending it on Saturday for fun and then relaxing their mind on Sunday.
Where technology is upgrading and reaching every corner of the world by each passing second, people’s life is shrinking just like a sunken balloon.
It’s like they have been programmed to easily ignore other’s pain, grief and anguish. They can give you sympathy but not empathy. They’ll enjoy their days of happiness until their water bubble of ecstasy will not burst. The second this ecstasy transforms into gloominess, they’ll crave for the same compassion which a stranded person had demanded from them before walking on the murky path.
Whether it’s the shady cycle of time or the human character no one can pinpoint the righteous reason but it’s making the devil’s work easier. All they need to do is trigger a spark and before you know you’re half way through ripping each other’s head off.
Drawing out the clouds of smoke through nostrils, he contemplated on throwing the cigarette on the blond dorky boy passing-by but eventually dropped it on the floor, crushing it with extra force as if picturing the cigarette as the stupid dork’s head.
On sensing a heated gaze on him, the blonde turned towards the source. All he could see is enough to set him off the edge. Muscles were ripping out through his black large leather jacket, the white undershirt inept to hide the patterns of eight pack abs and he being keeping himself in the shadowy part of the hall isn’t giving anyone a good vibe.
Though his stance was casual like another young man who wants to achieve a mystery-look for female attention but his eyes were careful and intimidating. The only facial structure visible is his eyes.
Dark grey eyes.
It looked like they’re in spotlight due to all other incomprehensible structure of his face.
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