Bab 23: Chapter 22

"What do you have for me?" Shehryaar's authoritative voice commanded.

"Nawaaz managed to infiltrate into our southern territory and ransacked our storehouses there. It's a loss of twenty men and a million rupee worth of goods." Zameer reported.

"Fuck!" Shehryaar shouted, feeling livid as his hard fist met with the desk causing a large thud.

"And this all happened during the hours when I was having my wedding?" Shehryaar demanded in exasperation, rubbing his temples.

Her soft scent still lingered on him and he wanted nothing more then to go back to his wife and finish what he had started but there were matters at hand that needed his immediate attention.

"Seems like it." Zameer agreed half heartedly, feeing glum at the loss.

"What a fucking pussy," Shehryaar chuckled dryly. "Oh well, it's no loss. At least not an important one. That limp dick bastard can't do much damage. He knows better then to mess with me." Shehryaar smirked to himself.