DHANUSH'S POV
It was close to being 5 minutes now. I was getting restless. The four of us were stationed outside the entrance of the basement. Our men were patrolling the whole area. The lawyers were running frenzy in and out their car, assembling the required papers and showing them to Shiv for verification of the clauses. Disappointing any of the devils was the last thing any person working for us would want as that could strip them off from practicing the most brilliant habit :- To Live.
The drone which was set inside the dance class was connected to my phone. Hence, not being able to wait more, I tapped the screen thrice and it began displaying the happenings of inside.
I noticed how dejected Jennifer was when her teacher stopped her from clarifying herself. And she showed that very emotion I didn't want her to feel for kissing or touching me.
GUILT
That was not what I wanted from her for getting attracted towards me or for wanting more from me. All the time I had been with her I could see her dilated dark blue pupils within those coal black orbs. I very well knew that if it hadn't been me to make a move to go back outside the basement, we would have still been there with our bodies flushed against one another.
"He dared to treat me as one of his disposable fuck buddies, and I shall make sure I humiliate him like one of his slaves!" She hissed in the most determined tone.
I was amused. My eyes widened a little on seeing her guts of even thinking about striking me. She had absolutely no fucking idea about me, my image, my connections, my fucking power. A predatory smirk spread on my face.
"Is she in her damn senses?!" Questioned Rudra on seeing Jennifer burning the currency notes as if they were yesterday's newspaper.
"I am not surprised." Replied Abhi.
"Yeah... Looking at how big a dickhead jerk this panty-wetter is.... this reaction is pretty much obvious."
I rolled my eyes.
partners-in-crime jerks weren't. You're seriously
with the most friendly nature out of the four of us. He did his workout sessions were instead of using barbells, he used chics as his weights and do the lifting. His push-ups were incomplete without a girl strangling him his back while he
world. Behind the mask of a welcoming nature, he held the power of destroying people with a snap of finger. He seemed to be approachable but the scar at his forehead ( thanks
well... he was the most reclusive out of the four of the devils. He didn't really talk much, but when spoke for someone, it always meant disdain. He was famous for his infamous wrath. And when I say he's the most merciless, I really
One enemy down, so goes one panty too. Either he sucked out crucial information for the expansion of our empire or it was the cum out of the numerous
Rudra. And when we had to extract maximum profit and trap the opposite candidate in the war
bed, he was really well in it. But, for now he was already infatuated by that girl from
in case I impregnated one of the chics during my sexcapades.
yeah. That was a 2% character sketch of my
closed my
count of 10, she
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