Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy
Chapter 23

DHANUSH'S POV
I drove like a maniac on the streets, almost banging into every second car. I soon drove into the Rajpath Marg. From the entrance of the colony itself,
the rising up of the smoke was visible.
I was dreading the worst possibilities. I did not care if the cabinet lost even their chief minister but I cared a hell lot if Jennifer was affected by a single
scratch.
I drove in and raced down the lane to come across the last mansion to have caught fire in its central wing. It was possibly the hall were they had
arranged the anniversary ceremony.
Hell yes! They had invited the four devils, well aware of our so called business and real business. But I was not in a mood of reciprocating to any kind
of conversation with anyone in my present fucked up state. While Shiv and Rudra were in Monaco, inaugurating our new hotel chain there. Abhi was
in Delhi looking to any immediate threats from Phoenix.
I made a mental note of checking on Joseph whom I had given the responsibility to notify me of every damn movement of Jennifer. Then how the hell
did I not come to know that she had to attend this fucking party!?
I quickly got down and stormed towards the front gates. The people there were rushing out from the main door. I was least concerned about them. I
had to look for Jennifer. Going in from the front door would have only attracted unnecessary attention of the onlookers that why the hell was a multi-
billionaire business tycoon dashing into a blazing mansion when all the "sane" people were moving out of it?
I took a turn and ran towards the back of the
now-dazzling-pyre-cum-house and spotted a small garden having all the dinner preparations done there. From there I noticed a closed door leading
inside. It had caught fire and the sparks were being emitted. I dashed into it with my shoulder colliding the wooden frame with a thud. Luckily, the door
broke apart.
Inside the hall, was a real mess. The fire had been spreading in an alarming rate, because of all the synthetic materials used to decorate the room. All
of the room had got vacant with people rushing out from the main door. The smoke was making it difficult for seeing through the room clearly. If I
stayed for long, it could possibly choke the hell out of my breathing systems. I was getting anxious now.
The fire ridden curtains were swaying in the air, making movement difficult. I tried to adjust my eyes amidst the blck smoke. I kept on moving, and
then.... I saw her at a corner near the fire-caught wooden floor of the dias.
I furrowed my brows in confusion.

She was standing with her back towards me, absolutely still with no attempts to get out of the "pre-heated oven" without getting charred.
I moved towards her, steadily. Her dress was beautiful but lately it had started acquiring wrinkles due to the heat of the blazing flames. It was clinging
to her body, the sparks of fire were almost burning her skin, making it red, but oblivious to all of it, she remained transfixed on her place, continously
gazing at some distant point. I was really getting pissed for her lack of any reflexes.
I soon rushed to her but the expression worried me. She was still staring at nothing, but her features were very tense. She had escaped in her trance
reliving some trauma of her past. She was constantly murmuring something. I was perplexed. I jerked her a little but she didn't budge.
The fire was engulfing everything now, we needed to hurry to make it safe outside. I cupped her cheeks and whispered ,"Sweetheart, we need to
move out. Please relax and breathe." To this she turned her gaze towards me and said ,"They all died... in fire. Leaving me all alone.... I saw them
burning, screaming out for help... but they held me tightly in their grip...." she was shaking now, with teary eyes.
I carressed her hair, surprisingly she leaned to my touch...again and eyes fluttered before closing, and she fell unconscious. I quickly balanced her in
my arms and picked her up in the bridal style. I soon started moving to the back door. Luckily, we made it out of the house before anything came
down crashing.
I made my way to my car, opened the passenger seat and slid Jennifer there, securing her with seat-belt. Her body had turned red due to the furnace
like conditions she had been in all this while. We soon moved out of Rajpath Marg and started to her house. I drove down the road once in a while
looking at her. Her lips were still trembling because of the nightmare she had been living in her dream. I badly wanted to kiss her trembling lips,
embrace her tightly and make her relax, which I know she would have in my proximity.
We soon reached to her apartment. I parked my Audi in the basement and slide out of my seat. I jogged to the to the passenger side and opened the
door. I firstly took out her house's spare key from the glove compartment and slid it in my pocket. Then I unbuckled the seat-belt and picked up
Jennifer in my arms.
I was mentally thumping my back for ordering Joseph to make a spare key of her house and keep it in each and every car I had. I had made him do it
for any situation where I had to "visit" her unannounced, ofcourse. Each night, I had been restless on my bed and had somehow stopped myself from
breaking into her house to steal a kiss or two.
I took the lift and pressed the 2nd floor button. All the while, I had been staring at her face. It took tonnes of restrain to not loose my mind and refrain
myself from doing more just caressing her. At the back of the mind, I was contemplating a possible explanation in case I came across any of the
inmates of her house. The lift soon stopped on the second floor. I somehow slid open the
Fortunately, the house was locked which indicated the house to be empty. I bent down and put Jennifer's feet on the ground. She was still
unconscious, unknown to her surroundings. I slid my arm around her waist, keeping her steady while from the other, unlocked the door. Then again
taking her in my arms, I got in the house.

Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy
Chapter 22
STEPBROTHER (R-18)
Chapter 50: Epilogue
What I figured out in the switched off, dark environment was that it was a moderate house with the all basic amenities present. It didn't have much
decorative items present. Out of the three bedrooms present, I guessed the room to be hers which had a hell lot of novels stuffed in the cupboard at
the very entrance. I laid the angel down on the single bed. She was calm now.
I decided against changing her clothes to some comfortable ones. Afterall, I didn't want to give her a shock when she wakes up the next morning.
Instead, I settled myself with taking off her ornaments. She was not at all like the other girls I had been with. 'ELEGANCE WITH SIMPLICITY' seemed
to be her unspoken statement each time my path had crossed hers. I knelt on one knee and observed her face. The full moon's light was the only
thing illuminating the room, making my soon to be angel more angelic. I loosened the messy bun of her hair and let her black hair to cascade down.
I began tracing my finger gently on her face, her eyes, nose, that mole, her lips... That might have caused a tickling sensation as she stirred in her
sleep. Unknowingly, she put her arm around my neck and pulled me towards her. That surprised me a bit but soon I relaxed on deciphering that she
was a soundsleeper, in her deep slumber. I was now inches away from her luscious lips. I didn't want to take any advantage of her, she was a hell lot
exhausted. But, my body ofcourse didn't adhere to my rational mind and immediately bent down to touch her lips. I stole a slow kiss and moved back
before I lost control.
I couldn't take it anymore. Seven days seemed to be as great as seven eons now.... So I decided that...
" I promise Sweetheart, within the next three days, I shall make you mine. You shall be Jennifer Mathews Mahasena within the next three days! Its my
word to you!" I declared holding her hand.
I just sealed her future with my decision.
Then finally, kissing her on her forehead I got up. I had to go to finish one very important task. Thinking about it itself brought an evil smirk on my
face.
"We shall meet soon sweetheart, but I need to take care of the scumbag lying between us!" I whispered with a malicious smirk on my face.
With that, I slid out of her house, not before taking her bracelet with me.

In Love With You The Second Time
Chapter 2: Thank You

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