Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy

DHANUSH'S POV

I was heading back to my penthouse. The meeting with Hayden proved out to be fruitful. But it led to some bloodshed as I turned to return back to my office. Despite of giving a stern warning, he had the guts to even think of attacking me. Come on man... I am one of the devils after all.

SOMETIMES EVEN SATAN SITS BACK AND ADMIRES MY WORK. Although we had a higher purpose to serve which was beyond these drug dealing, peddling etc.

Anyway, Hayden had the spine of pulling out a child's play of attacking me, that too in my office, on the top of it... with the intention of killing me! Like.. What The Fuck!

I was really pissed.. Although I took my revenge by leaving him limbless and with no nails and only one eye, I was frustrated.

Then, as I got into my Limo.

I saw my phone flashing a conference call. It was of Shiv, Rudra and Abhimanyu.

They have been my brothers-cum-best friends-cum-partners in crime. We have known one another since our college days.

call. "So, how was the meeting? Did he agree to our demands?"enquired Shiv. "Good. The meeting was a success. Except for the fact that Hayden was a pain in the ass. His child stunt of attacking me

files."Umm... the way I have left him after the attack, I dont think they shall

Water transport is a bit

the transportation

heading so I decided to cut off. "Umm.. guys, i think the Russian Pact is not been

because of the provoking, sudden attacks it planned, but still it was under

But....

all the three together. Shit! I'm

for fuck's sake!" Commanded Abhi. Well yes, you heard it right...

growing restless with every passing day. Moreover the

shall get control all over

chief minister had been persistent on marrying off his only daughter Nayantara Dhoopar to me, as marriage with any of the

or something. I was already leading a dangerous life full of insane dangers and rivals. In this situation, I didn't have the patience or time to entertain the demands and expectations of a romantic, spoilt brat! Although Nayantara was innocent, sweet,pretty and meek... an ideal wife. But still, I couldn't suit myself with