Volume llI of Historical series.
There was a king, there was a queen, both separated. End of the story?
Sacrifice in love, madness in love, overcoming every difficulty in love, but both of them gave a new definition of love.
It was destined that th...
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A guard, dressed in black suit, handed a white shirt to his master who took off his blood stained shirt and wore the one the guard bought.
" Akshat?"
He lifted his eyelashes and stared at his friend, Sahir. He raised his eyebrows in a questionable way while buttoning up his shirt. A cigarette was stuck in between his teeth.
" Murder even today?"
Akshat tucked his shirt in the band of his pants then grabbed his cigarette and puffed smoke from it.
" He deserved it," he replied in his deep and calm voice which he always uses when he feels satisfied by his kill.
" Who do you think doesn't deserve death?"
Sahir uttered sarcastically. Two guards were taking the dead body out of the warehouse to take care of it. A guard came and cleared his throat then said,
" Sir, he disrespected the Boss's to-be wife."
Akshat frowned, noticing a stain of blood on his shoes. He sat on the chair behind and grabbed his useless shirt then cleaned blood from his shoe. He was busy in his cleaning while Sahir was busy taking out information from the guard's mouth.
" What did he say? Who was he?"
" One of Boss's business partners. He made a remark that the boss's fiancée is a hottie. He wanted her for one night."
" Oh, then that's okay," Sahir uttered, then talked to Akshat.
" Are you not going to Sisodia mansion?"
Akshat crushed the cigarette under his shoes and shook his head then stood up.
" I won't. I am too tired and need some rest," he started walking out of the warehouse.
Sahir followed him. They drove away from there with a driver.
" Don't you think you're taking this relationship too loosely?"
" As in?"
Akshat uttered while using his mobile.
" You should meet her. You are her to-husband. If you won't try to get to know her then how will this relationship work?"
" That's wrong. I know everything about her. From her favourite food to her favourite movies. "
Sahir rolled his eyes, " I did not mean that. Think about her as well. Don't you think she wants to meet you too?"
Akshat shook his head and put his mobile beside himself on the seat, " have you seen her talking to me? She knows in what terms she has agreed to the marriage."
" Listen, with this tone and arrogant expression, she will never say a word even after marriage."
Akshat passed him a judgemental look, " just shut up and mind your own relationship. Your wife is angry. Know that?"
