Page 82 of Reckless Hate

“Tell me, darling,” Rishi insisted. “Tell me why in God’s name I had to strip and be in the bed of a female when I happen to like only males.”

She pulled on the night shirt by her bed before looking at her friend. “H-he broke my heart once already.”

There was shock in Rishi’s eyes. “You knew Ved Simha from before?”

“Yes. We were best friends since our birth and could barely spend a day without each other… until he decided he didn’t want to be in my life anymore. He cut me off completely.”

She recalled the frantic calls she made to him that were unanswered. She even wrote him several letters begging him to speak to her, which he didn’t respond to either.

Rishi frowned. “But why?’

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she recalled the scene that was branded into her mind for years. It happened the night her life changed forever.

It was Ved’s aunt, Vaishnavi Simha’s, birthday event organized by the Simha family. To Samantha, it was one of the many parties her family were invited to by the Simhas. But on that particular day, Samantha saw something she shouldn’t have seen.

It kicked off a chain of events. Right after that night, her parents got divorced, friendships were severed and she was left alone to tend to the devastation by herself.

“Tell me, darling,” Rishi insisted. “Why did Ved cut off your friendship?”

She took another deep breath and opened her eyes.

“I caught my mother and Ved’s father kissing during a party. Ved blames me for the fallout between our families because I became the witness to his father cheating on his mother with mine.”

CHAPTER 35

They say whenever a crime of passion occurred and the person who did it was interrogated, the majority didn’t have the recollection of what they had done.

But the events of the night weren’t a blur in his head. Ved hadn’t committed a crime, but it took everything inside him not to drag the guy under Samantha out of the bed and beat the shit out of him.

And it had taken even more inhumane control not to touch Samantha and shake her, demanding to know why she had done what she did even though she belonged to him.

She slept with another guy.

Pain shot through his heart, and he still felt as though the wind was knocked out of his lungs recalling the scene of finding her in bed with a guy.

But despite the pain and rage, he controlled himself. Painfully slowly, he mentally took a step back to analyze what had happened between Samantha and him.

Barely a few hours ago, she had kissed him as though he was the only guy, she needed and desired. And yet she slept with another guy whom she wasn’t attracted to and whom she considered a good friend.

Samantha Roy panicked.

It was the only explanation he could come up with. She panicked just like he had done when the feelings towards her surfaced, scaring the shit out of him. He had broken doors and slammed basketball into hoop to cope.

He wasn’t an angel by any means. He had slept with many girls before Samantha stormed into his life. But once she came in, there was no one else. He had tried his damn best to sleep with other girls to stop feeling strongly drawn towards the girl he hated, but it hadn’t worked.

He only wanted Samantha. And he still did, even though she had just fucked a guy to prove feelings weren’t going to be involved in their deal.

It hurt like hell, but he was going to accept it.

He wanted her any damn way he could get her. And he would get his beautiful enemy to admit that she wanted him as well.

CHAPTER 36

The weekend was almost over. Samantha was alternately angry and sad. She spent most of the time inside her room, and only came out to cook elaborate meals for Anita and Rishi to have before she returned back to her room.

Anita gave her concerned looks but didn’t ask her anything. Rishi must have told her not to.

Samantha hated being thought of as insensitive and weak. It had been years since she felt sad. And the fact that she felt sad because she might have hurt her enemy pissed her off.

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