SCENE 1
Abhigyan was pacing to and fro in rage while muttering curses.
"Fucking bastard", he cursed loudly
Adhyansh was playing the video game while sitting on the bean bag.
"What's wrong?", Adhyansh asked without withdrawing his eyes from the screen.
"I am going to rip his throat and pull his tongue out and tie it around his own neck..... bloody fucker", Abhigyan angrily vocalised his intentions.
"Okay! But what did this unfortunate brat do to receive Abhigyan Singh Rathore's rage?", Adhyansh asked calmly still focused on the game.
"There is a blood sucking leech in the junior football team. The fucker challenged with his other classmates that if he got a hatrick in tomorrow's match then he gonna kiss Abhigna in the football court in front everyone", Abhigyan explained the entire situation with rage burning him from within.
Hearing this Adhyansh's fingers didn't stop rather they started operating at a faster pace. His jaws didn't clench like other possesive lovers but a small smile adored his face. Abhigna's beautiful face dance in front of his eyes. Her luscious pink lips allured him.
He was playing a car racing game. His car dashed with the other one, flipped and again started running. He pulled a break and took a u-turn. He deliberately hit the other car which resulted in a blast and crossing the finish line he won the match."Bhai, I tell you kal na yeh womaniser Viraj Maheshwari ka last day hoga. Isko itna marunga na ki dubara esi baatein nhi bolega. Match ke baad iska muh tod dunga", Abhigyan said viciously
"Champ, I think I should leave, it's late already, maa wait kar rahi hogi", Adhyansh said. He patted Abhigyan's shoulder and left the room.
AT SHORELINE PUB
A man stopped his vehicle and casually waited outside the pub. Only one name was buzzing in his mind 'Viraj Maheswari'.
"Hey bro! Who are you and what do you want from me?", Viraj asked while chewing a bubblegum to look cool.
"I heard about tomorrow's bet, is it true?", the man asked in his muffled voice
Viraj eyed at the man whose face was covered with a mask and a helmet. He looked at his vehicle on which the man was leaning. He instantly recognised the bike which belongs to Abhigyan. That is a rare edition which he has seen Abhigyan riding many times.
"Abhigyan Singh Rathore. Esa kya kar diya ki muh chupana pad gaya haan?", he mocked with a silly laugh
Upon not getting any response from the man in black, Viraj further said, "Whatever you heard is correct. I am going to kiss Abhigna. I will bite her juicy lips and not only her upper lips bro. I am going to fuck her and will bite her lower li......"
Viraj couldn't complete his sentence when the helmet swung in front of him and collided with his left cheek.
Viraj fell on the ground. His left ear was num. The man held the helmet and smashed it on his lips with force which bursted out his lips. He held his hair and dragged him near the silencer of his bike.
The man pulled Viraj's face near the hot silencer of the bike. Viraj could feel the heat on his face. His eyes widened with horror thinking about the consequences. He was already in pain due to the sudden smashing he recieved.
The man threatened Viraj, "ek kam karte hain yeh teri lips hi jala dete hain, phir dekhenge how you kisses her. And the audacity of your to talk dirty about her, you deserves a good punishment"
The man threw Viraj on the ground. He started the bike and boomed it to run over his private part.
Every time the man boomed, Viraj screamed in anticipation. He was writhing in pain already.

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