Gangster- The Silent Commotion
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Ongoing, First published Nov 26, 2021
Calculating the momentum, speed, and acceleration of the bullet according to the distance, she grabbed the bullet in an unreal way. This had to be a dream! She had held the bullet with her index and her thumb turning from the front to her back facing Saira, she caught the bullet with her left hand while her right hand was with her whole body at stand-at-ease position. Her face turned towards her left hand with an evil grin and confident pair of eyes. Due to the speed of the shot, she had scratched her fingers but nothing serious to concern her. Even the men at the other end stood amused by her reaction. Saira looked into her eyes, to see her innocent soul and finally, she felt trust in this girl. 

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"You have got a beautiful face, be my queen we will rule the world together," the man said pressing her cheeks. She smirked and he suddenly left his grab. He felt electricity flowing through this woman. 

"No one can touch me without my permission." 

"Who the hell are you," he hesitated in disbelief. God knows what he was thinking she was.

"Me?" She laughed, "I am ur death."

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At this moment, her deep black eyes stared into their soul, piercing it in a thousand ways. Her smile would have lessened the harm, but it was on a tour as she had already taken the lot personally. Enough was enough! 

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"When God wants, we die, when God wants we are born, but we live by our own choices. You won't get to make this decision once again. Think well, Think once."
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