"Uumphh!" Grunting, I pull my body up until my eyes reach over the sill of the window at the back of the warehouse which is pretty much broken. And when I do, the first thing I see is Devin! He is standing there talking with a few other men about something that maybe important because of their expressions on their faces. But I can't possibly hear anything from here. After trying to find some other ways to eavesdrop their conversation, I give up. Mainly due to the physical pain and pressure I am feeling right now 'cause I am literally hanging onto the broken window, and now my hands seem to be giving up too. Oh, no! What else will I do? I have somehow climbed over the wall but now if I jump from here, it will surely do some damage and also it will cause some unnecessary noise which may be enough to alert the men inside, which I don't want. Either that, or I jump over the window all the way to the inside of the warehouse. And if I do that, I will have to kill them but that is not an op

Darin's POV Twenty four hours! It has been a whole day since I have heard anything about Dhanishta! The last I have heard is that she has gone on a mission and would be coming back in less than a day, and now it has been a while twenty fours and now no one knows when she will be back. Her father, Mr. Baidwani, is dreading over only one thing and it is that, she has not informed him on the progress of the mission, which could mean...But I know that she is very strong and will definitely make out of it. And I can absolutely understand that him being her father is what makes him worried sick for her. Otherwise, she is capable enough to take care of herself and can beat the shit out of any man who so much as would try to make a move on her. I know, she will come back. Safe and sound! Still, what if...No, I should not think of any what ifs now. I am not a pessimist after all. God! I can't live without her. Please, keep her safe! "Son?" My mom comes into my room and I look at her after

Sprinting up to the main door, I stand at the threshold and call out for my papa who is just leaving for his job and will be coming back late at night. Well, his job is kind of different just like mine will be when I will be of right age. And I am currently in training for the same. "Papa!" "Hn, meri jaan? (Yes, my life?)" He replies turning around to look at me. "Aap kab tak aayenge aaj? (When will you be coming back?)" I ask him and he chuckles lightly. "Roz ki tarah, barah baje se pehle. (Like everyday, before twelve o'clock.)" Oh, relief! So that means, I will be going there again!! Smiling at him, I nod and wave at him. "Okay, bye papa!" "Bye, meri choti si bacchi! (Bye, my little baby!)" "No, papa..." I whine when he calls me that. I am not a little child anymore since I am already sixteen and a month plus. Chuckling, he shakes his head before waving at me and then, leaves. I dash upstairs and into my room, and start pulling out all the outfits that I have in the closet.

'Hey, Devin!' 'Just wanted to inform you that I won't be able to make it to this race. I am sorry.' This is what I text Devin, hoping that he would understand. Tonight, my papa would be at home since he does not have any job on him at current. So, it would be best if I only stayed home. Last time, I almost got caught when I was out for some race and my papa texted me that he will be coming back in an hour and was asking me if I am up for a trip to the ice cream parlour. And thankful enough, I saw it just in time and rushed back home, which means that I have had to abandone the race. Devin was angry with me for that. But did I have a choice there? No! It has been a month since I am seeing Devin, and our relationship, or whatever it is, is getting...uh...better? I don't know, really. Because Devin only contacts me when there is some match or something and other than that when we would go on a date where he would try to kiss me. But I don't know why, I don't feel compelled while doing a

Darin's POV Chaos! This is the only thing that I am feeling right now as I am in my car now, driving at a speed like crazy. It is not because of the fact that I am not prepared for the football match that I have tomorrow. And it is definitely not for the fact that I have my internals in just a few days. It is because of a certain someone missing in my life right now and I am afraid if I will ever be able to see her again.. That certain someone whom I have grown to love, to adore, and every single day that I pass without her, I curse myself for saying those dreadful words to her. Someone has said it right that 'karma is a bitch!' And I guess, I am getting hit back by my karma. Speeding my car through the almost almost empty road, I take a sharp turn to reach the alley that leads to the Rossi mansion. In the morning, I so happened to come across this news on the television which stated that 'Devin Kings' is found mysteriously dead and there is no way one could tell who did it. At that