Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy

Chapter 10

DHANUSH'S POV Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

My gaze got rooted on the girl on the screen in black colored salwar kameez with zari embroidery work on it.

She was standing out from the rest of the crowd, as the small mirrors at the border of her dupatta were shining due to the disco lights falling on it. Even with only some lip balm put on those pink, plump lips she was looking ethereal. Not to mention her braided hair which let loose some of the hair strands on her face which were brushing her cheeks occasionally.

Her black-brown eyes seemed to have developed red streaks of fury as she gave a hardened expression to that wasted woman up there.

God! How can someone look so angelic....

Then with those killer moves of her pretty ass she went up the dias to catch hold of Sameera, her clicking of heels were the only prominent sound in the colossal bar.

If one tends to judge people by simply looking at them, then they shall be awfully wrong about my girl there who owns a deceptively innocent and pretty face.

Wait!! I.HAVE.NOT.CLAIMED.HER

Get a grip Dhanush!!!

I let out a low grown. Still my gaze lingers on her. To my surprise, instead of dragging the drunk and resistant woman along with her, she held Sameera by her shoulders and said something softly, with downcast eyes.

Hearing her say Sameera screeched," WHAT!? Are you planning to LOSE YOUR VIRGINITY with my boyfriend!?"

Well, Well, Well... She's mine... All mine to hold, explore, kiss, caress, and make love...I smirk unaware that now the rest of the three have their eyes on me and not on the screen.

Sometimes when you hate your best friends no one else... This.Is.One.Of.Those.Moments.... DAMN THEM!!!

Then all of a sudden, she grabbed Sameera's hand and tugged her towards the edge of the stage. What left me shell-shocked was that she pushed the poor woman off the stage. There were audible gasps across the pub.

I raised my brows in utter confusion.

"JENNIFER!!!" Shrieked the poor woman.

Ahh... So she's Jennifer... MY Jennifer..

Can you shut those goddamn thoughts of yours.. PATIENCE FOR FUCK'S SAKE!!! I winced.

But before Sameera could fall off and land almost nine feet down on the glossy tiles of the dance floor, breaking her neck and limbs, Jennifer got hold of her forearm and prevented her from having a small 'sky diving' experience. But still, she left her swinging and didn't completely pull her upwards. Beads of sweat broke on Sameera's forehead wiping of the different types of powders smeared on her face.

"Please...PLEASE DON'T KILL ME..." she started crying."I shall do whatever you wish!!" She sniffs." Please don't leave my hand..." Hearing this, Jennifer smiled displaying those perfect white teeth of hers. Now Sameera was horrified.

"I SWEAR I WILL LEAVE ALCOHOL... I WON'T TOUCH GEORGE EVER!" *hiccups*

"NO MORE BLOWJOBS! NO MORE DICKS IN MY PUSSSSYY.." Her words were slurring.

"No more consignments to you on Sundays!!! None shall call you DURING YOUR SURGERIES" This made Jennifer visibly uncomfortable.

Umm... What!? Is she in the police or related to some doctor stuff?

"ENOUGH!!" She roared and pulled the 'for-now-good-for-nothing-Sameera" up and pushed her backwards harshly... Well, she looked pissed.

"You won't open your shitty mouth for once and WILL LEAVE THIS FUCKING PLACE RIGHT NOW... WITH ME IN YOU FULL CLOTHES!" She almost spat the last part.

Ouch! That hurts.. Really? People die to get entry in the Devil's Den..

GIVE ME A BREAK!

With that, Jenny threw the jacket on Sameera's face. Her fingers were trembling as she put on her jacket.

Then without wasting a single second, Jenny yanked her along and dragged her down the stairs. She quickly made her way towards the double doors of the pub...

Sameera was helplessly whimpering because of the strong hold on her hand. She was in a state of complete mess. Because of fear, she was trembling beneath that tigress, her mascara and kajal made trails of black lines down her face. She was looking like a zombie, from some horror movie, all in black.

Seeing Jennifer go, suddenly the vitals present within me began to burn. I wanted to touch her, kiss her anger away, give her endless smooches, open mouthed kisses. Atleast make her aware of my constant gaze on her... The kind of magnetic pull she had developed on me without doing anything, was

engulfing me slowly. I couldn't afford to let her slip away from my life... I shall get her, she was worth the risk. To hell with the alliance and the treaty and the control we can have on the western waters...

My chain of thoughts were interrupted by someone's speaking from the crowd of spectators...

"Hey! You should have let her show her body to us, she surely has mango sized boobs and grapes like tits.." and that blonde haired guy laughed.

"Tru dat! Look at her.. AAHH! The mere movement of her big ass can give me an erection!" Another red-haired guy added, erotically rubbing his chest.

That made Jennifer halt. She turned around, surprisingly poised than ever. She loosened her grip on Sameera's hand. The sniffling girl looked relieved.

Jennifer gave a sweet smile and replied to the blonde haired guy,"The time I entered the pub, I thought you of being a normal human like us. So dont open that filthy mouth of yours and prove that you are even worse than a street dog."

Then turning towards the other guy she spat in a deadpan tone," TELL YOUR SISTER AND MOTHER TO FUCK YOU HARD AND GIVE YOUR SMALL DICK A MASSAGE. BLOODY MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLE!!"

Saying that she turned and exited through the double doors of the pub, taking a drunk and tumblinking Sameera along with her.

I was beyond amused. I kept staring the screen even after she left, with a small smile playing on my face.

"Oh Jennifer.." I whispered dreamily.