"Mayank..."
"What if I don't see him again? I would want to see him one last time, if he doesn't survive. Shubman, I am sorry, but I am going with you. And there is nothing you can do to stop me." He walked to the other side of the van, getting inside the back seat.
Shubman groaned running a hand over his face. "Abhishek is going to kill me."
Raina got into the driver's seat, looking back over at Mayank. "I hope you know how to use a gun."
"Wait, what? We're using guns?" Mayank asked.
"Mayank, you don't know what you're getting yourself into, do you?" Shubman asked.




























Sara pulled up into the driveway of her house. She shook Ishan's shoulder, who was asleep beside her. "Wake up, honey. We're at my house."
Ishan woke up. He yawned a bit, seeing the house in front of them. Sara helped him out of the car, and onto the porch. He was still a bit too weak and heavily pregnant.
"When we get inside, you just sit down and rest. I'll get you some clothes, something to eat, and drink-"
"Can you call my mate? Let him know I'm okay. That you helped me."
"We'll call him, don't worry. Right now, we need to get you some food, and clothes. After that, we'll call him, okay?"
She unlocked the door, opening it for him. She waited for him to go inside first, while smiling warmly at him.
The smile she was giving him, made him feel a bit uneasy. He wondered if he should really go in. He could go to the police station instead, right? But he decided to walk inside, trusting this woman that she would take care of him.
She shut the door behind them, locking it. She put an arm around his shoulder leading him over to the lounge room. When he saw who was there his eyes widened in horror. "Oh, sweetheart, I forgot to introduce you brother."
Sitting down, in a rocking chair, was Khuspreet Jugnu. He smirked up at Ishan. "Thought you could get away, didn't you little kitten?"
'No...no...'

*VIOLENCE... Skip it if u want..
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Sara grabbed him by his hair. "You tried to hurt my family." She growled into his ear. "You'll pay for what you did. Jugnu, where is Benstokes?"
"I'm right here." Benjamin Andrew Stokes came into view, smiling down at the omega. He took the blanket off of him. "He is very pretty. Can I take him with me now? I want to fuck him." He said, grabbing onto Ishan's hips, pulling him towards him.

"Of course you can. Just take him down to the basement."
"Will do. Come with me now, gorgeous."
"No! I won't!" Ishan yelled, trying to get away. Ben picked him up, and carried him to the kitchen, and then down to the basement.
He placed on top of an old dirty mattress, shoving him down onto his knees. He unzipped his pants, pulling them down, along with his underwear. His put cock up to Ishan's lips.
"Come on, slut. Get to work. You know you want it."
"Please...I don't want to do this..."
Ben stopped his protests, pushing his cock into mouth. It hit the back of Ishan's throat, making him a gag bit.


Ben pulled him off of his cock. "That's enough." He pushed Ishan back down on the bed.
"No more...please..."