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.
"I don't deserve you! You are a... criminal.... one of the devils!" She whispered.
My body stiffened, I caged her within my arms as I slamed my hands on the wall. She flinched, again.
"For the world, I am the Devil. But for you, I am Dhanush... only Dhanush sweetheart!"
But that seemed to have done nothing to convince her, as the very next moment she pushed me back. I moved back a bit. She was trying to pacify herself. She put her palm on her forehead and took deep breaths.
Then once she had gathered 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 in her charcoal black irises.
She lifted her chin up giving me a challenging look and spat," I am not one of your slaves like them who won't think twice before licking your shitty ass just for money."
She said pointing her finger towards Rudra, Abhi and Shiv. To this, all our men clicked their guns and pointed them at the girl I madly desired, ready to shoot her. This intimidated her to an extent.
All the three of them raised their brows questioningly. 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 were lowered.
I shook my head. This was enough!
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