Chapter 16

Ajit

A guy was trying to kiss Adaah. I pulled the man away from kissing her and slapped him hard. My temper was uncontrollable. I fisted him on his jaw, shot him in the stomach repeatedly, and warned him never to mess up with her again.

Her eyes were closed, almost readying to enjoy the kiss, which made my blood boil. Was that kiss so perfect for her? I do not know why the small teenage thing made me vehemently angry. It was the most common act that most adolescents do. Fuck! I even enjoyed sex at that age. But it somehow became unacceptable to me when it came to her. Not that I was against her having a man in her life. I was prepared to marry her off one day but was too possessive with anything concerning her. 

What if she got ditched? What if she landed herself in problems? One thing is always clear to me. I cannot see her in tears, and I can do anything to avert that feeling, even if it comes to killing a person, which I have already done in the past.