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???? Killer (Part 8)????
An India love action story….
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???????? ….People, some will fly beyond the stars. People, some will fall…. ????????
Continuation From the last Episode;
????️ Ashwini Pov ????️
I stayed like that on my bed for some time.
I could hear the moans of the bitch Arjun was screwing in my room.
This just proves what he told me was true. Cleaning my tears and dropping the pillow back in my bed, I left my bed and entered my bathroom, staring at the huge mirror besides the bathtub.
My eyes are red and swollen.
Why am I even crying?
I am Ashwini, I make boys cry not the other way round. I won’t sit and cry my eyes out just because life refuses to give me what I want.
“Arjun, flowers do wither, but thorns stay over and I am a thorn. From today onwards, I cease to love you.” I told the mirror and closed my eyes, taking a very deep breath, the breath of Arjun, and exhaling everything about him out of my brain and system.
I smiled back at my reflection as I saw that over confident girl surfacing once again.
“You think you’ve got me Arjun, but what you don’t know is that thorns are not scared about withering.” I told myself and washed my face.
I left my bathroom and quickly changed into a nice outfit, a gray bum shot and blue top, with matching heels. Apply a little make-up on my face.
I have no where in mind to go but I just feel like leaving the house now. The moans coming from Arjun room has stop and the house was finally quiet.
I opened the door of my room only to see Arjun and his bitch coming out of his room.
“Hi, I am Ashwini, his sister.” I said to the girl who was smiling.
“Hello, I’m Janvi, his girlfriend.” She introduced herself stretching out her right hand for a handshake which I returned.
She was beautiful. I wouldn’t deny that.
“Where are you going Ashwini?” Arjun asked me.
“It’s none of your fucking business. See you around Janvi.” I replied to him in my most cold tone and turned to leave them but he grab hold of my hand.
Once upon a time I would have gone to heaven and come back when he touch me but not anymore. I now find his touch irritating.
I freed my hand from his and gave him my warning finger. “Do not touch me, warn your man Janvi.” I told him and left their presence.
Seeing my bike, I suddenly remembered the hotshot I had encountered earlier today.
I had totally forgotten about the arrogant guy who hit my bike.
I removed the chickens from my bike and dropped the ten packs at the four doors of Arjun car and went back to my bike.
I drove out of the compound and headed straight to Punjab, towards the accident spot, hoping to catch a glimpse of the pretty guy I had met today.
????️ Rohan Pov ????️
I left the hospital for my house which wasn’t that far.
I have a plan which I have to carry tonight.
I have sent my time on when to kill my next victim.
I stopped my car when I saw the lady I had ran into this morning, standing beside her bike.
This side of Punjab is a peaceful environment so she is just lucky that no one has called the police for her standing at the middle of the road.
She saw my car and waved, obviously, at me.
She looked a little bit different now and more beautiful. And I wouldn’t deny she has killer hot legs that men would love to stare at all day.
I was brought back to earth when I heard the brief knocking on my car window and it turned out to be her.
I wind it down and she bends down her head.
“Have I not directed you where they treat your kind of people?” I asked her.
Up this close, I was trying to remind myself why I find this shorty familiar, as if I had met her before.
She smiles and that made my cock semi hard. I was told not to fall in love, and I agree, but that do not stop me from fucking any girl I want. With my face, I can get any girl I want in my bed, just for sex, no feelings attached, but for some unknown reason I couldn’t flirt with this gorgeous shorty.
“Yes you did, but how can I be going there when we are actually two.” She responded to me and I stared at her lips.
“What do you want?” I asked her, tearing my eyes off her lips to stare into her eyes. Eyes that looked so much familiar, eyes that looked so much like her.
I can never forget my love eyes, never. So I refuse to believe a girl will have her eyes.
“Nothing, just looking for someone to talk to too. And that is why I have been here.”
“Well, good luck in finding that person shorty.” I told her and without warning, I ignite my car engine and drove away from her.
I reached my house and pressed the gate button with me and the gate opened, I drove in and parked my car and came down.
Before the gate closed, I heard the sound of a bike entering inside my compound.
“Why are you following me, shorty?” I asked when I saw it was the girl with hot legs.
“I am not following you, I told you I needed someone to talk to and you are the only person I know in Punjab.” She replied to me as she got down from her bike. “Your place loo-”
Interrupting her not to gently may I add.
“What do you want?” I asked her. I don’t want my father to come and see her. I have somewhere I have to be.
“To talk.” She answered and closed the distance between us.
“By force? Alright I am listening. You’ve got only five minutes shorty.”
“Won’t you offer me a seat?”
“Are you serious?” She asked me and when she saw my serious look, she started laughing.
Two things register in my mind quickly.
First was the way she tilted her head backwards as she faces the sky, laughing hard.
Her creamy neck was alluring to me and I tried to stop myself from getting hard. Oh what I would do to that neck and lips of hers if given the chance. I pushed my desire away and focused on the second one.
I can never forget my princess laughter.
Aishwarya is dead no doubt about it, so who is this gorgeous lady standing before me, laughing exactly the way my Aishwarya did?