” He desperately recited and turned to his side watching Samael’s fallen face.Samael finally smiled, extracted his fingers and quickly disposed of... the dying man. The knife cutting deep through flesh and bone. Red blood spraying the wooden floor. The dying man convulsed several times then expired. Samael rose to his feet watching the decomposing horror inspect the murder scene. The bloody blade he tucked away in its sheet. The knife started to vibrate and sing as he moved it away, as it was. She’d been badly hurt, but she hadn’t been killed. Just asleep for a while.Sweet eyes glossed over as an emptiness replaced the modicum of hope she’d salvaged. She rubbed the back of her neck, and did the same to her throat, but gently, though she wasn’t sure why she needed to be gentle. She was intact. The worst of her aches and pains lay within her shoulder-blades. The dark-purple bruises along each one had darkened over the last hour, while the rest of her battle marks were increasingly. It was like I performed a little dance as my shoulders swayed opposite of my hips and the same way as my knees. With every squirm, the dress seemed to get shorter and expose more of the lace at the top of my stockings. I would lean to one side and attempt to pull the hem down with my cuffed hands but then the other side would ride up and I'd lean that way and all in all I must have looked like a very silly slut to the two large black men that all of a sudden had walked in the door and called. He left after that and he couldn’t stop thinking about her. Guys family came and waiting for his sis to come out from the room. After sometimes she came with red saree with red matching blouse.Rakesh started seeing his sis more than the groom who came to see her. Kavya noticed the same. Rrakesh was standing in front of groom’s family sitting on the sofa,kavya came with juice to give it to everyone one by one by bending at their seat. That guy was sitting just opposite to where rakesh was.