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Always Romira By Akanksha Jaiswal Characters: 6306

Updated: 2019-11-22 01:01



"So, how are you?" I ask, inwardly cringing at how fake it sounds.

His hands clench steering wheel hard, his knuckles turning white, "How do you think I am?" He grits out.

Probably happy, with his new girlfriend.

"I don't know." I answer truthfully.

He scoffs, "Of course you don't. You just know how to make decisions for everyone, don't you?"

I angle my face to look out of window and keep quite until car stops in front of King's Wing.

I don't wait for him to open my door and get out by myself. His eyes narrow at this but he doesn't say anything and takes my hand once again. He starts leading me through front door where the doorman bounces off his chair and bows his head in greeting that is completely ignored by my boyfriend.


Ugh. I hate that word. I want to shout he is mine, only mine.

The condo is unusually silent as if it has been vacant for long. I don't see anyone around, I guess they are off their work. The apartment feels cold, just like the first time I came here. Though I'd like to think it was my presence that made it warm for while but I know better than to get ahead of myself.

He leads me directly to his room and I find myself itching to see any difference his new girlfriend put here. As soon we enter inside, my eyes immediately settle on bed. I wonder if he has slept with her on it. The thought leaves a sour taste on my tongue and I'm filled with the green eyed monster called jealousy.

I don't want to imagine him with some other girl. The mere thought of it makes me want to scream in fury. I shake my head to get rid of it, I can't think like that. I should not think like that or I'd go insane.

I whirl around and gasp soundlessly. He is staring me with so much intensity, his eyes expressing his emotions that he doesn't speak aloud. I look away, not wanting to read something that'

"It's around seven in evening sir."

Who could it be? I can't be sure but I have my suspects. I am going to find that son of bitch and he is going to regret the day he thought he could mess with Ray and get away with it. The fucker dared to scare her, she bloody fainted because him.

Oh he will pay alright. He is going to pay for every bit he has made her suffer. I will make sure of it.

"I'm giving you some names, check out everyone's activity of today. Alexander Thomson, Davis Carl, Theodore Green, Sebastian Vidal, Eric Fielding. I want the details first thing in morning."

"Right away, Sir."

I take a deep breath. I need to be calm, I can't afford having an episode at the moment.

Whoever this fucker is, he better hope he is dead before I get my hands on him.

My phone chimes again, this time I find it's Malina. The fucking woman is irritating, I'd have sent her away but the thing is, she is good and she knows it as well. That's the only reason I could tolerate her.

I reject it and send her a message that I'd see her when I'm free.

Right now, I have more important thing to worry about.

Precisely on how I'm going to spend my night in my room and watch Ray like a fucking creep she has turned me into.

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