TARA JINDAL
No one, literally no one would believe that I came here for this bitch who was busy in shamelessly making out with her so called friend.
I shook my head and looked around, not only my bitch best friend Alie, but everyone here was busy quenching their lust!
I felt as if I had entered a sex club instead of hotel. I've never thought that my first night in India would be like this, standing at a mocktail corner like a maniac.
It was the first time ever when I came to a party like this, And I must say that this was the horrible experience which I never wanted to experience again in my whole damn life.
How come people are so eager for sex ?
Don't get me wrong, But I mean I don't have any plans of losing my virginity so soon.
"Hey, you want something, baby girl?" Meanwhile I was busy in my own thoughts, These words reached my ear.
I looked at the direction of this voice where a bastard was standing and scanning me from top to bottom with his lustful filthy eyes.
"God, not again." I heaved a sigh and looked at him with boredom.
"I think your cunt needs my cock, isn't baby girl?" He shamelessly added and started leaning over my face.
"Your cock doesn't need my cunt, it needs a hard hit from my knee." Saying this I hit my knee hard between his thighs which would have definitely hurt his ego besides his manhood.
Everyone's attention suddenly turned towards us. Yes, I'm an attention seeker, but not this kind of attention for sure.
"You bloody bitch" He angrily said in pain while holding his manhood with both his hand.
"Aww, Is it hurting too much ?" I asked him with a fake sympathy on my face.
He was staring at me with devouring eyes which made me laugh.
"Take care." I passed him a fake smile.
He looked around him with embarrassed eyes as everyone was staring at him with mocking eyes and some were making fun of him.
"You'll regret for this." He said to me in a warning tone and left from there.
I didn't give much attention to what he said and sat on the couch. Ahhhh, I'm feeling exhausted yet having cramps as I'm on my periods.
I saw Alie coming towards me, finally my horny best friend remembered that I'm here too.
"Hey Tara, what happened? Sorry, I was..."
"Put your sorry in your ass, Ms. Serin" Before she could complete her sentence, I said frustratedly.
"I'm leaving from here." I added and stood up.
"You can't, we haven't even enjoyed yet! I'll not let you go anywhere." She held my hand and sat me back on the couch.
"If you don't listen to me, then I'll block you from everywhere and never ever talk to you again." She uttered in a dramatic way.
Such a blackmailer she is!
I gave up and said "Fine." Making her smile.
She offered me a glass of cocktail to which I said "you know Alie, I don't drink!"
"Hey come on, we are here to enjoy! And don't worry, nobody here knows that you are Tara Jindal... you're just a normal girl here." She further tried to convince me.
"And don't worry, it's not that strong!" She added.
Why She makes me agree to everything she wants!
In response, I took the glass from her and unwillingly took it to my lips.
"Aayansh Oberoi, he's in India."
These words grabbed my attention suddenly towards the girls sitting next to me.
Why the hell my heart skipped a beat when I heard this name? Even it's not the first time, I have heard this name a few times from my brother also. Even this man is in highlights since past four years.
I don't know why, whenever I hear his name...I feel a different kind of hatred for him! Even I haven't seen him, neither I want to.
One thing I know about this man is, "He's a bloody remorseless criminal and a sadist man who enjoy seeing people in pain."
Why the hell even I'm thinking about him ?
"Stop thinking shit Tara" I tried to calm myself.
A U T H O R
Tara was trying to comfort herself, meanwhile a pair of evil eyes were stucked at her only. This guy was no one but the boy who misbehaved with her a while ago.
He had a smirk on his face which was clearly reflecting his evil intentions towards Tara.
"What you have done kabir ?" His friend den asked after noticing his evil expressions.
"Nothing special, I have just mixed something in her drink." His eyes were still on Tara.
"What ?" Den asked.
"Sexual drugs." Saying this he took out a packet from his pocket.
"What? Are you mad kabir ? These drugs are very strong ? What if something happened to her ? What if someone comes to know?" Den said in tensed voice.
"I don't care about the fucking consequences Den, I want this bitch on my bed tonight, crawling to me." Hatred was visible in his voice.
Here, unaware of all this...Tara was drinking that cocktail she thought just a normal drink.
In a dimly lit private lounge of the same hotel, wrapped in silence as thick as smoke. Plush leather chairs circled a polished oak table where in front, a man sat- Don salvatore-A Maestro of Omertá, an Italian based mafia organisation.
His demeanor was calm but terrified, one hand in which he held a gun was shivering and cold sweat drops beading onto his forehead. Behind him, stood his men dressed alike.
A faint jazz tune played, but the tension drowned it out.
And opposite of him, on the head chair, sat a man dressed in all black. A black tailored suit hugged his muscular frame with a precision as if 'Black' belonged to him. The shirt's initial two buttons were undone with an overcoat, collar sharp, and a diamond encrusted bezel watch around his wrist.
He looked devilishly handsome with sharp facial features, freshly shaved face with little beards, muscular tight body, height around 6 '5, dark drowning blue orbs with an aura resembling how he belonged to the nights but owned the daylights too.
And he was Aayansh Oberoi- The name ruled over the mafia world. The one whom they called a remorseless Devil in the skin of humans, feared by even gods per say. His face was cold and mysteriously calm, scanning the terrified gestures of Don, as if he was enjoying seeing terror in Don's eyes, his terror.
Behind him stood a middle aged man, Antassio Romano- the present chief of Omertá.
Every inch of the lounge whispered power, and tonight, that power was on edge.
"I'm not a patient man, salvatore, so if in the next five seconds, the bullet doesn't pass through your skull-"
Aayansh pressed a cigar between his lips and tilted his head slightly, eyeing him with an unbothered, bored gaze and his voice dangerously calm, cold as he warned "Then, you will yourself shove all the bullets of this gun into your wife and child's body."
He lit his cigar, dragging slow puffs of it.
A tear of helplessness and pain slid down Don's eyes as he lifted his hand and placed the gun on his forehead, his lifeless eyes still glued to the polished floor while an evil smirk curled Aayansh's lips, seeing his condition.
Next moment?
A brutal gunshot echoed in the lounge and Don's blood drenched body on the floor was the next sight-with his head torn viciously and blood splattered on the white marble floor that made every single man present there shudder.
While Aayansh didn't even give a glance to Don's body, completely unbothered as he stood up and ordered his men "Cut him into pieces and parcel them to his home."
They instantly obeyed, and then left from there.
*After a moment*
Aayansh stood near the balcony, staring at the dark sky with his usual unreadable and cold face as he exhaled the smoke of his cigar in the air slowly, when someone placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Remove your fucking hand, uncle" He warned, without turning as he crushed the cigar aside.
Romano immediately removed his hand from Aayansh's shoulder, pressing in a low voice and urgent voice "I apologise."
Aayansh didn't respond as he walked into the room when from behind, Romano informed "AJ (Arsh Jindal)- your enemy. His sister is in India itself, and it's the best opportunity."
"Interesting" A devilish smirk curled Aayansh's lips as he took off his blazer, tossing it on the couch and adding, "I'd Love to see his desperation to destroy me."
"But his position in Omertá is unbreakable, so I'll guide you because you deserve-"
Aayansh turned to romano and his predatory cold gaze made him (romano) tremble for a moment as he cut him off "You're not my godfather Mr. Romano, keep this thing in your head from now on. And no one decides what I deserve, only I decide that."
Romano lowered his head, when Aayansh ordered "Leave."
He acknowledged and left the room.
Here, Aayansh closed his eyes and let out a small crack on his neck as if something was going on in his mind which only he knew.
He removed his watch and made his way to the bathroom to take a shower.
Here, drugs have already started affecting Tara. She was feeling dizzy and restless. She looked around for Alie, but couldn't see her.
She thought that it was the effect of that drink only.
"I, I need to go washroom." She mumbled in a slow and stuttering voice and managed to stand up somehow.
She moved forward to find the washroom. Kabir, who was noticing her every move started following her by hiding from everyone's attention.
She was moving forward with faltering steps and Kabir was following her when his phone rang, he saw it was an urgent call.
He glanced at Tara once again who couldn't even walk properly. He thought that she would not be able to go anywhere in this condition.
"Just a little while baby, And then you'll be in my Arms on bed." A smirk appeared on his face. He picked up the call and went aside.
Here, Tara who had completely lost her senses by now, she stepped towards the VIP area unknowingly.
She was walking down the corridor with faltering steps to seek help, when she heard some voice coming from a room whose door was half open.
She without thinking anything, entered the room to seek help. With a blurry vision, she looked around restlessly but saw no one.
Her head was feeling heavy and because of the drug present in her body, she was in physical need. Her body was craving for s*x at the moment as the dose given to her was heavy, which her body couldn't handle.
Just then the bathroom's door opened and someone came out. That person has just wrapped a towel around his waist. Water drops from his wet messy hairs were falling to his toned chest and abs. This person was Aayansh only.
Seeing an unknown girl in his room, his expressions became cold. Meanwhile Tara who was continuously struggling to get rid of her clothes, looked at him with blurry vision.
He came to Tara and grabbed her by her throat, making her suffocate and coughing badly.
"How dare you enter my room? You wanna die miss?" Saying this he tightened his grip around her neck.
Tara, who was coughing badly if she would suffocate as he was choking the life out of her.
Aayansh left her throat and started looking at her face carefully. It took him no time to understand that she's not in her senses, or may have inhaled some kind of drugs.
Meanwhile, all of a sudden, Tara hugged him tightly and said "ple please hel help me, I need you."
Where no one has the courage to even glance at him without his permission, this girl straightly hugged him as if he belonged to her.
There was a considerable difference between their heights. Aayansh separated her from himself a little and once again looked at her face.
It was visible on her face that she didn't know what was happening to her, but at this moment...she really needs someone.
There was restlessness in her golden brown eyes. She was struggling to Remove her clothes as if they were a burden to her.
By grabbing her waist, Aayansh pulled her towards him, due to which her head collided with his broad and tight chest.
"So you want me to fuck you?" He bent down and whispered in her ear.
"I...I need you." The only words she could barely manage to say.
Her voice was growing impatient.
Hearing this, A devilish smirk appeared on his face. He pressed her against the wall and started kissing her delicate lips brutally, as if he was yearning to touch her lips.
He held both her wrists with one hand and placed them above her head, He started kissing her lips mercilessly. He was pressuring her delicate body under him.
Due to his cruelty, tears started flowing from Tara's closed eyes.
After biting and sucking her lips brutally, he entered his tongue in her mouth and started tasting and licking every corner of it.
Without breaking the kiss, he teared off her dress and threw it away. Now the only clothes on her body were a black bra and panty.
After 18 minutes, when she became breathless. He freed her lips by biting her lower lip.
Here, she was struggling to breathe while Aayansh's lustful eyes were scanning each and every part of her almost naked body.
"Are you sure you wanna do it? As you're already bleeding, fireheart! And if I started, I won't stop until I ruin you completely." He said as soon as he realised that she's on her periods.
"Ple please, do it" She impatiently said.
"I promise you will regret this night for the rest of your life." Saying this he captured her lips once again and lifted he by holding her waist.
In response, she wrapped her legs around his torso.
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