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

stiffened, I caged her within my arms as I slamed my hands

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

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

me how the rose hue would appear on her skin firstly showing her flustered state and then, the blush would be soon

one of your slaves like them who won't think twice before

men clicked their guns and pointed them at the girl I

three of them raised their brows questioningly. Abhi, like always was full with expression like a blank sheet while Shiv

my head.

no longer take this through a slow, easy way. I had to convince her to give up, even if it

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 account under your name to

face. Well, for me digging information about her

stuffs I just mentioned?" I spoke in a delicate, velvety manner, giving stress on every word spoken and silently telling her to ponder on

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

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

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

down and