Her phone kept quiet for sometime then beeped.It was an alert for message.She has received a message.She picked the phone to check the message.It was rohit's.
He has sent a picture file.
When she opened the file,a ghastly whiteness spread over her face.She couldn't believe her eyes.Her senses went numb.She was under a serious trauma.She gulped back her sob and stressed her eyeball a little more.
She was unsure which is going to take her life,her racing heartbeat or lack of breath.All of a sudden,she felt shortage of oxygen in her room.She quickly dialed rohit.
"What the hell Is this?" Neha surprisingly shouted at rohit
"That was just a trailer.I have the whole film,right here,in my hand"
"Where did you get that"
"We both know very well,so my advise is don't waste your time asking craps"
"Of course.She is my keep"
"You don't believe me?"
Neha kept quiet for a second then disconnected the phone.She quickly dialed riya's number.
"Hello" Riya's voice was gloomy and dull.
"You bitch,you recorded me nude and sold to that motherfucker" Neha was shaking with anger.
About the Author
The more dirty society calls you the more genuine you are to yourself. I am a rebel. I love to write against the societies norms because that's where the pleasure and God resides. If I am not writing, I am living my life fully, flirting with somebody, making some one smile, fucking any women or being in the moment.