Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy

DHANUSH'S POV

One of the lawyers spoke from behind.

"We have made the papers of the marriage Mr. Mahasena. Only two signatures are required of you two and the deal is sealed with that." He informed.

All this time, I had my eyes fixed on Jennifer. I was studying each and every movement of hers. On hearing 'Mr. Mahasena' she took in a sharp breath, absolutely baffled by the revelation which had recently dawned her.

She crunched her brows in a deep frown. Her eyes narrowed while she tried to digest the fact. She opened her mouth to say something but not came out.

"You.... You are.. Dha.. Dhanush! Dhanush Mahasena!"

There you go... Bingo! Yeah that's me. My mind chimed.

She asked badly shaken by the fact. It seemed as of she wss voicing out that fact to make her brain accept it with more ease.

I gave her a cruel smirk, as if conveying that she was absolutely defenseless in front of me. And, she was bound to lose herself to me, no matter what!

But the words which followed, surprisingly pained a little.

don't deserve you! You are a... criminal.... one of the

stiffened, I caged her within my arms as I slamed my hands on the wall.

the Devil. But

the very next moment she pushed me back. I moved back a bit. She was trying to pacify herself. She put her palm on

enough strength, her eyes again had developed those fury streaks. It had always fascinated me how the rose hue would appear on her skin firstly showing her flustered state and then, the blush would be soon gone replaced by those red streaks

one of your slaves like them who won't think

Abhi and Shiv. To this, all our men clicked their guns and pointed them at the girl I madly desired, ready to shoot

their brows questioningly. Abhi, like always was full with expression like a blank sheet

shook my head. This

no longer take this through a slow, easy way. I had to convince her to give up, even if it meant applying force or manipulation or to play dirty by any

in the western side of Bandra where you had booked a house on the second floor of the 5-storeyed flat in 2016, and whose down-payment is still left. You got your docter-liscence almost cancelled a year back when you tried to move out of your present house. And last but not the least, you are desperately saving money in another bank

standing dumbstruck. Horror painting her face. Well, for me digging information about her finance hadn't been a bid deal,

stuffs I just mentioned?" I spoke in a

seemed as if she would collapse any momemt, a lone tear escaped her eye and she

up and down, as her chest took in and released shaky breaths. She fisted her palms, desperately trying of coming up with a

and she turned around slowly. She had been fiddling with her fingers, and I knew that she was surely up to some

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