You are just mine, only mine.
He had her caged in his arms while his men were beating her life there. Yes her life , her love. And she was crying continuously in his arms to see her love in this condition because of her.
He was holding her close to him as he will not let anyone touch his Jaan. Nor he would give pain or bruises on he soft hands by tying her to something. Which are only to love him but she didn't and she isn't love him, why, why... he furiously hit on the soul reason with his foot.
MAAAN... she screamed...
Author's Note:
This is my second story, so have grammatical and vocabulary mistakes...It has been posted without editing, so kindly ignore it. :)
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
