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.

a... criminal.... one

her within my arms as I slamed

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

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

hue would appear on her skin firstly showing her

look and spat," I am not one of

said pointing her finger towards Rudra, Abhi and Shiv. To this, all our men clicked their guns and pointed them at

Abhi, like always was full with expression like a blank sheet while Shiv muttered something under his breath and Rudra rolled his eyes. On Abhi's gesture, the guns

head. This

I had to convince her to give up, even if it meant applying force or manipulation

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 account under your name to fulfill your bucket-list of traveling the world......" I said in one go. Quite

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

I spoke in a delicate, velvety manner, giving stress on every word spoken and silently telling her

lone tear escaped her eye and she swiftly turned around, not willing to show anyone her

down, as her chest took in and released

she turned around slowly. She had been fiddling with

gulped down