Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy

JENNIFER'S POV

"Yaa ! So what do you suggest me to have in drinks ?" I asked Sameera while I struggled to insert my key in the ignition point. I was panicking badly. I didn't what her to do something stupid now about which, she would regret once she was sober.

This is easy ok? You just talk and keep her occupied. Breathe.... yes... almost there...

I kept on repeating this in my mind barely hearing Sameera's blabbering. My hands were getting sweaty and soon they began to treamble.

The engine roared and I drove out of the parking lot, keeping the speed at 90 KMPH, I zoomed past the vehicles, driving like a maniac, breaking signals and almost breaking my neck due to the frantic breaks after every two minutes.

I almost ran into a sleek black colored stylish car with tinted glasses.

Doesn't the driver know that its illegal to have opaque windows of a car? Idiot! I mentally scoffed.

"You there Jenny darling? I asked you something..." Sameera questioned." Umm.. what? I just got stuck in the traffic. Come again?" I said suddenly getting aware that I was still on the phone.

"I saaaiiddd.... leave it! I'm bored now ok! I'm up for rising the temperature ok... Cooommmee naaa!" Her words were now in a full slurring mode.

"NO! You won't start your show before I reach. Tell those sons and daughters of bitches and dogs and rats to keep their mouths shut TILL I REACH THERE!" I roared. And to my surprise, she started giggling.

No.. not again!

"Seems like even you are eager to admire my husn(beauty in Urdu)." I smacked my forehead with my hand.

characteristic feature of Sameera. When absolutely drunk, she

and daughters of bitches and dogs and rats to wait till she

I literally wanted to bang

were the very vulgar people who were taking advantage of

one touches my

parked Sweety on the side of the road, fully aware of the chances of her getting towed away but

made my way inside. I was almost running. There was

How do I

here. How do I get inside? I

in during the Smiley sting operation? In the same way, you get

I promise

criminal there who was actually one of the heads of the Indian Mafia but posed as a businessman in front of the public. We had gathered a lot of proofs and

case of some casualties, I had not really seen him as such ever. Still the other female colleagues of

there, we were informed that he was on some business trip. And by the time

bastard like him. May that

all the electric operators, fuse boxes and inverters. All these electricitybuffers were put in the middle of the room, thereby blocking the view across the room. It had only 3 muscled men, who had been revolving around the

had expected

quickly covered his mouth and punched at the base of his neck knocking

on the ground with a thud. That loosed his grip on the riffle and I used this opportunity to bang the stock of the weapon on his head. He fainted but not

man up there. He revered and started moving towards the sound. I simply stood on my spot, waiting for him to take the first move. "Hey! Who are you?