"May I buy you a drink?"
The woman turned to look at the most gorgeous face in this world. Dark hair falling on his forehead, dressed all in black, compelling dark chocolate eyes. He was giving one of his smirking to her. Well, she deserves at least his one breathtaking smile when he was going to take something from her.
"Yes, please." She replied in a trance.
He smiled on his charm. Then he frowned. Why taking so much trouble? & he can't wait to long. He looked back to her to find her staring at him. He looked deep in her eyes.
"You are coming with me whenever I'm going to take." He murmured.
She nodded & walked with him out of the pub. He took her behind a large tree. The place was isolated.
"How can you be so handsome?" the woman said.
He rolled his eyes. He would have spared her again one of his smiles but right now he was hungry.
"just stop talking" he retorted.
He compelled her to not to get afraid. He then set her head on his hand exposing her pale neck. This temptation was something he cant control. His fangs extended, veins under his eyes were visible. His eyes were darker then ever.
He then took what he wanted to take. he tilted his head, bringing his face down to that one vein in her neck. She tried to jerk him away but couldn't cope up with his power. She soon became weak. Her vision getting blurred. He dropped her as she fainted.
He then cleared his mouth. & left. Well, He is what he is.
He the Maan singh khurana.
& this is his story.
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