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Trinetra [Book 2 TROJAN]

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Time 15h 21m

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Book 1  GHOST Complete
Book 2 TROJAN Ongoing
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Excerpt

I got a peace offering. And Ice cream.

The message popped up again.

His Bhaiyu was making it hard to ignore.

Darwaza khol, yaar. Mogambo uth jayenge.

Ansh glared at the French windows. Even desperate his Bhaiyu would not quit the name calling.

Shall I leave?

Ansh did not respond.

Okay! Leaving the ice-cream outside. Take it before it melts.

Ansh did not respond, but his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to meet his Bhaiyu. He was even a little desperate, but he did not wish to give in so soon. So, he counted until 100 and then slowly made his way outside.

Iris hopped down from the bed and followed behind him.

Ansh opened the doors with a big heart only to find a basket filled with dumb yellow smile squishes and a big tub of ice-cream in between. A few CD's were tucked into the basket almost as an afterthought. The game CD's that Ansh wanted.

Ansh glared at the basket. "Do minute nahi rukh saktey they kya?" He muttered under his breath.

"You made me wait 17 minutes, kidoo" A voice whispered in his ears.

Ansh almost screamed but Nirbhay's palm closed around his mouth before any sound could slip. Ansh's heart thudded in his chest. His Bahiyu had almost given him a heart attack. Nirabhay grabbed the basket and slipped inside with Ansh, and shut the door behind him.All Rights Reserved

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