CHAPTER-5: is it too much to ask for

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VIKRAM POV

I walked through the entrance as one guard opened the gate for my Jeep to enter. Without wasting time I walked towards basement where my men usually practice. I could see all of them gyming some were fighting in one or the other form. I made my presence know to them by calling MRITYUNJAY SINGH THAKUR.

He is the best fighter and very skilled with weapons. He was in illegal underground fighting before he came to me looking for a job. He is a trained MMA fighter and how can I leave such a talent. He can use all kind of weapons ranging from pistol to machine guns, from pocket knife to samurai sword. He want nothing more than a RISKY MISSIONS.....mission which makes everyone thinks twice.

I called for Mrityunjay as he is the only one who actually reach upto my calibre in the ring.

I really need something to work up all the heat that I am feeling since I met My Mahi.....ugh stop calling her that you f*cker

Mrityunjay and I took our place inside the ring and started fighting with eachother. Slowly the place started crowding as everyone stopped whatever work they were doing and came all the way to the basement to see us going like a mad bull fighting with eachother. We only have one rule and that is NO MERCY........make it as painful as you can for your opponent.

We stopped after 3 hours with good amount of damage done to eachother. I had a busted lips and a bluish mark on my left cheek. I groaned at the sore feeling of my muscles when I felt the water falling on my naked body under the gym shower. We have a common shower area attached to the locker room.

I walked out securing my towel around my waist and walked out towards locker room. I entered my pin and collected my clothes while my PA briefed me about my upcoming mission. I wore my boxer brief and black trousers before moving inside my office chamber. I feel relieved when I am naked or when I remain bare chest

Hope my little rabbit like my physique? What if she get hurt due to my stamina?

WHAT THE F*CK AM I THINKING!!!!!

I rubbed my face in my palm and started going through some e-mails to get her out of my head for few hours. I didn't even noticed when it was almost midnight so I checked my phone......15 missed calls from maa sa. Maa sa will kill me tomorrow morning during breakfast.

Aur rakho phone silent pe.

I reached home in next 45 mins and while walking towards my room I saw MY MAHI was sleeping while sitting on the couch placed in the sitting room at the 2nd floor. I couldn't help myself from walking near her. She was looking peaceful and ethereal with the moonlight falling on her baby face. I chuckled when she puckered her lips.....must be dreaming.

I turned around to leave when my gaze shifted to a sketch book placed on coffee table. My curiosity did the thing and I got hold of her sketch book. I've an idea that she is an artist but she'll be this good wasn't my expectation. As I kept on tracing every fine line of her pencil I saw a pair of familiar eyes staring right at me with the same intensity. My gaze shifted towards the beauty sleeping on the couch from the sketch. I turned the page and this time I saw the face to which those eyes belonged to........I could feel the rage inside me.

I closed her sketch book and walked out towards my room not before looking to her one last time

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I closed her sketch book and walked out towards my room not before looking to her one last time. I was about to lie down on my bed when I saw my reflection in mirror right infront of me.

I could feel the same pair of eyes looking at me with that same intensity but the only difference here was- the eyes that she made held emotions and the pair of eyes I'm looking at right now show nothing but deep darkness. The same darkness that can consume her.......and I'm absolutely terrified.

ANIKA POV

Saali ha*am*aadi!!! Teri himmat bhi kese Hui mujhse pooch Bina khana khane ki
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Maine kaha idhar aa....chal pare khol
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Tujhe Aaj mere saath ek party mein chalna hai, yaad hai na kya karna hai tujhe
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Ha*am*aadi......Aaj toh mai tujhe jaan se maar dunga
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Saali ek beta tak nhi de payi
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Teri maa toh mar gayi, ab tu jeeke kya karegi

I woke up with a jolt, sweating profusely. I wiped my sweat with my saree pallu and took a deep breath. A familiar smell of a strong cologne hit my nose and a wave of relief passed through my spine, my shivering stopped and I could feel myself visibly getting normal. The scent felt like a warm embrace and I know the person to whom this scent belongs to will never hurt me.

The faith was uncertain just like my connection with him but deep down I could feel myself safe with him and I know whatever may happen in the future, he will always be there for me.

My mumma always taught me that not every men are the same. I had lost my faith in men long time ago but whenever I see my Bhai sa and my jijo sa, I just couldn't help the flicker of hope inside me which tells me otherwise.

I just want someone to love me and respect me

Is it too much to ask for.

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