Author: RoshniY

An awaiting silence fell over that was secretly chewing my ears out begging me to break it. The question was hanging in the air convincing me to halt my contemplation. But his unwavering gaze on me obstructed my thought process to an extent where I was just staring. The question was if I am ready to put my life on the line for his ridiculous plan. It was assaying me and my inclination. It was transparent yet I could see just a slim chance to turn the table in my favor. When I stepped inside this beautified hell, I was…

Hi lovelies! I’ve been MIA for far too long. Hope you all are doing well and good. My exams are finished so I will be back to writing. Here is an excerpt from the next chapter. *** An awaiting silence fell over that was secretly chewing my ears out begging me to break it. The question was hanging in the air convincing me to halt my contemplation. But his unwavering gaze on me obstructed my thought process to an extent where I was just staring. The question was if I am ready to put my life on the line for…

Where she squeaks like a MOUSE. *** Not very often, did I find myself so drastically confounded by an information, let alone feeling compelled to take the bait. Last night Stefano had no intention to spill any extra syllable and had completely disregarded my curiosity. I urged my mind to remember if I had missed anything; anything at all. But there was no point. It did not make any sense. Otherwise why would I be sent to charm the monster if he was supposedly married. I did not intend to hurt someone even if that someone happens to be a…

It’s been three days lying in the hospital bed like a useless body being injected medicines except everytime the cruel sting helped me realise more of my animated self. The door latched upon introducing the one man I was not intending to encounter at the moment where the situation was gravel enough enhanced by my crippled body. His presence paraded confidence regardless of the calm and relaxed demeanour. The room was weirdly still and silent. His feet hit the concrete with each step firm and distinct. “Barmaid.” It was barely an acknowledgement but a playful mockery. He took a seat…

Sweetie.” I heard the voice of my mom close to me. The bed creaked slightly and my side dipped as she sat down and undid my blanket gently. I held its edge with my tiny fingers, reluctant to let it go and groaned. Mom caressed my hair tucking them aside and cooed teasingly. “Don’t you want to see Dad, sweetie?” That caught my attention. Instantly, I opened my eyes and swallowed the croakiness that may had build up with the sleep but I didn’t utter a word yet and looked at her intently with my partly sleepy eyes. She smiled…

“Miss Rob!” The thunderous voice of Ms.Palmas echoed in the now empty hall demanding my immediate attention. Even the groaning duck at my feet stopped cursing at me for a second. Annoyed, he lifted his heavy lids to look at the raging fifty year old woman who was shaking visibly with a murderous glare directed towards me. “Come here. Right away.” She ordered through clenched teeth. I somehow felt embarassed whilst being very aware of Stefano’s eyes on me. I noticed him making a quick gesture to one of his men who quickly climbed downstairs and took the cause of…

Man after man showed up at the counter and threw orders incessantly keeping me employed to that five square feet. Oh how I want to slump like you! I thought to myself looking at the drunk slouching on the stool. My body was perspiring with the heat emitted from these strangers who were visibly gyrating their light headed and heavily intoxicated body. Six hours on feet was turning out cruel and not just tiresome. I didn’t even had a spare minute to wipe the sweat off my face, my hands attached to the glasses, wiping one after another. We were…

Extravagant. The Dragon was nothing like I had imagined. It was anything but a bar. Standing out almost in the centre of the town, it proudly owned all the attention thrown its way. It was a low rise, wide construction; its exterior coated in an ashy gray shade. Numerous bikes were stationed at the front, few still pulling up. In spite of the shedload of people, I didn’t over hear anything loud whilst standing not very far from the entree. I gazed down at my watch- 07:45 PM, which means The Dragon was not yet at its full swing. The…

Correction: Myra’s father Rob was a spy. *** Location: Venice, Italy October, 2020 I.Am.A.Russian.Spy. Sometimes I do wonder I could’ve worked for the government but the world I live in has taught me better. I can proudly admit that I am the best spy in the whole of Russia. I’ve helped us achieve a level that we only dreamt of. We have conquered over many drug dealers, started business on international levels. Our links have widened extensively. The money coming out of it has helped in expanding our business far more greatly in the past three years than it has…