Hazal watson: A sweet and kind-hearted girl.
Calat Malik: A jerk.
Kanak Olsen: The rebel!
Kashish Smith: Our prince charming.
When all of them are under a same roof, each other with a different motive, what could possibly go wrong?
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Hazal Watson
Even after Calat and Kashish left, I couldn't bring myself to stop blushing. Even a beet root will feel humilated seeing my redness. I sighed and rubbed my face with my hands. Uggghhh! Why is this Malik so damn frustating?! Can't he behave like other normal humans and start explaining his actions?! If a outsider will meet him, he will probably got the impression that he is a sociopath or a psyschopath but let me tell you people that there is nothing like that, he is just an idiot, a big idiot.
I sighed again and dragged myself from the bed to the bathroom. I washed my face throughly and then came out feeling a little less hot. The kiss has awaken a lot of sensations inside my body and I just want them to calm down because I am in no mood or state to have any kinds of feeling for Calat considering the fact that I already have a stupid crush on him and that he couldn't be mine. I stared at the grey wall in front of me for a long time and sighed again. It won't be long before I will be back to my previous life pretending that nothing happened and I can't do anything about it.
Removing the negative thoughts from my mind, I decided to explore the room. The room was filled with dark shades of grey, black and brown. What is it with billionire and dark colours? Do they give some kind of super powers to work 24/7, control people and still appear intimating all the time. I continued to roam around the room until something caught my eyes. It was a laptop and it was Calat's laptop, his name was printed in bold letters above it. Its wierd, why had he left his laptop in the room where I am staying, in just a blink of eye, I could unfold all the secrets of this laptop.
I stared at it for a long time before finally deciding to open it and raid its data. Its been 7 years since the time we last met and its better that I know more about the present Calat. I forrowed my brows and thought that why do everything keep coming back to those 7 years, it feels as if my life is stuck there and all the other things are just revolving around it. I need to move on and for that I need to remove all the traces of that horrific night. I closed my eyes and once again the events flashed before my eyes.
"No!" , Kanak's loud voice boom across the yards. Her voice was filled with agony and she was desperately trying to free herself from the man who was dragging her by her hairs. She squirmed and dug her heels into the ground but it had no effect on the man and he continued to drag her. The stones on the ground were digging into her body drawing out blood again and again. The fight was draining out of her body but she still had determined expression on her face. She dugged her nails in the man's hand but it had no effect on the man instead he tugged her hair harder and her eyes went wide because of the pain in her scalp. I was curled up on the ground covered in a puddle of blood. I watched the scene with half lidded eyes wanting to help my bff but how could I? I was myself held hostage by a man who was constantily trying to crush my skull by pressing it on the ground with his foot. I tilted my head a little and tried to see whats going on in my surroundings and get a look at rest of my friends. None of them was in a stable condition. Some were on their knees being held by a knife on their throats, others have already given up and were lying on the ground like me. There was chaos all around and suddenly everything went silent.
