CEO of her Heart

❗ANOTHER FOE-CHAPTER-19

Third pov:

Ireland:

It's a big villa beyond Cork city, Black cars are lining outside. Harichandran got out of his car followed by his assistant Raj. They were welcomed by a large group of men draped their faces with masks and holding a sniper. After seeing Harichandran they bowed their heads. He went inside the villa and made his way to the basement. The stairs are stained with blood, and an ear-piercing scream of a man is heard from inside the room. Raj was horrified to see a mutilated and the walls were smeared with a thick layer of blood. The smell of death and decay filled the air, and he was filled with terror and dread.

Man: An-Anthony sir pl-please leave m-me. I won't do this n-next time. I beg you.

Dylan: Tsk-tsk... Oh Matt you have to think this in the first place itself, now it's too late so GO TO HELL!

(Dylan stabbed the knife in Matt's heart and repeated the same until the blood splattered on his hand.)

Harichandran: oh, dear friend! Thank you for welcoming me with this incredible sight.

(Dylan and Harichandran shared their bro hug.)

Dylan: It's my pleasure pal. Great to see you. Wait in the hall I will join you.

(Harichandran went to the hall, and Raj is anxious to be there. After a few minutes, Dylan cleaned up and held a whiskey bottle in his hand.

Come on Hari! let us catch up on the old time.

Harichandran: come on Dylan, I know about you and you know about me. Don't beat the bushes, tell me. 

Dylan: We need to start, with what we stopped fifteen years ago.....

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New York,

Jaden pov:

It's been 3 days since I arrived in the U.S. I am very happy for my brother Grey and sissy-in-law Anisha. I love to spend time with our little prince Troy.  My bro never dated anyone but now, He got married and went to spend time with his wife. When I am going to meet my love? I am on my way to a nearby Starbucks. Hereafter I planned to stay here. A girl with dark brown hair ran towards me and bumped me down.

Hey, Cutie ! watch out where you are going.

She stared at me in horror and gave me her hand to help me, her eyes holding an innocent look.

Girl: I am so sorry. It is not intentional. Please forgive me, please.

(Suddenly her face changed from a naive look to a mischievous look.)

Don't expect me to apologize like this asshole. You are fantasizing about something and walking. Now move I don't have time.

(I can't speak anything, Why I am not getting angry she called me an asshole. Instead, I am smiling like an idiot. She glared at me and started to walk away. I shouted)