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.

you! You are a... criminal....

her within my arms as I slamed my

am the Devil. But for you, I am Dhanush... only

I moved back a bit. She was trying to pacify herself. She put her palm on her forehead and

appear on her skin firstly showing her flustered state and then, the blush would be soon gone replaced by those red streaks in her charcoal black

lifted her chin up giving me a challenging look and spat," I am not one of your slaves

and Shiv. To this, all our men clicked their guns and pointed them

was full with expression like a blank sheet while Shiv muttered something under his breath and Rudra rolled his

shook my head. This was

to convince her to

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

me digging information about her finance hadn't been a bid deal, but for

to do anything stupid or reckless which makes you lose any of those stuffs I just mentioned?" I spoke in a delicate, velvety manner, giving stress on every word spoken and silently telling her to ponder on

any momemt, a lone tear escaped her eye and

and released shaky breaths. She fisted her palms, desperately trying of coming

and brushed off the tears which had escaped her eyes and she turned around slowly. She had been fiddling with her fingers, and I knew that she was

gulped down and