With Love, xxxx. by Varshitha Kancharla (top e book reader TXT) 📕

“I saw her.” Neil told Ryan who was in the shooting range looking at the guns on the table. 

Without looking at him, Ryan asked “Saw who?” 

“Kathleen.” 

Ryan took a rifle and shot the silhouette target. The bullet hit the centre of the target. 

Ryan turned to Neil and asked “Where?” 

“At Jack’s funeral. I saw them while I was heading to our mansion.” 

Ryan and Neil stays in the mansion along with few bodyguards and security. Their mansion was enormous. It was located far away from all the neighbourhood. There was a big garden entryway in front of it. The backyard was a shooting range where they both shoot the targets or shoot and kill people. They have other building which was located not many miles away from the mansion, where there was basement for captives, to do guns dealings and all other criminal activities. 

Listening to Neil, Ryan pulled his lips to a side. He took a cigarette from his cigarette case and offered one to Neil. He shut his eyes while enjoying the smoke.

“I enjoyed killing him.” Ryan said while exhaling his smoke. 

Neil stopped smoking listening to Ryan. He smiled and said “You know what! The cops reported that the two guys fought and killed eachother.” 

Ryan started laughing and Neil joined in with him. They continued talking about them while laughing.

“That Jack’s friend. What’s his name?” Neil asked laughing. 

“I don’t know. Some bastard.” Ryan laughed. 

"He literally touched my feet to leave him.” Neil said. 

“You enjoyed killing him. I enjoyed killing Jack. We both enjoy killing people. And everyone say we are just some crazy friends. We are bros Neil.” 

“Nik may feel if he hear you calling me as a bro.” 

“He is my biological brother but I consider you as my brother.” Ryan said with an honest tone. 

They both hugged but it looked like they pushed eachother because of their gigantic bodies. After a few minutes of laugh, Neil looked into Ryan’s eyes and asked “Are you sure?” 

Ryan looked at him with confused face. He put his cigar between his fingers and asked “Sure about what?” 

“About her.” 

“What to make sure about her?” 

Neil let out a sigh and asked “Are you sure you don’t love her?” 

“I don’t love her. She shouldn’t be in my dark life.” 

“But Ryan...” When Neil was about to tell something, his words were cut off by Ryan. 

“I don’t want to talk about it.” Ryan put the rifle on the table and strolled to his room. 

Neil looked at the gun and mumbled “You will. Someday.” 

Ryan entered into his room and lay on the bed. He kept looking at the ceiling. He started thinking about Kathleen, her smile, her face, her laugh and her everything. He started recalling the day he saw her. 

Few months back -

With cigarette between the teeth, Ryan saw Kathleen reciting the poem behind the glass door. He went to meet someone but fate had other plans. It made him reach the complex, to see Kathleen. 

His dangerous eyes met Kathleen’s beautiful, innocent face. At once, he felt she was born for him. He kept looking at her and listening to her poetry. He found her, and her poetry amazing. When she left the lobby, he walked behind her from a distance and entered the cafe. He sat behind them and started listening to their conversation. He heard her name while Nina was calling her by her name. He wanted to talk to her, motivate her and tell her to not fear about anything but deep down he knew it was not safe for her. He continued following them till they reach the house. He stood behind a tree and kept watching the house. While he was staring, someone pat his shoulder and he immediately took his gun which was tucked in his belt beneath his Italian suit. 

“Dude, it’s me.” Neil said.

“What the hell are you doing here Neil?” Ryan yelled.

“You disappeared suddenly from us. You didn’t even meet the person who want guns. I thought something happened so I tracked your mobile and came here.” 

Ryan didn’t listen to him. He kept his gaze only on the house.

“Ryan! What are you doing?” Neil again patted his shoulder. 

“Staring at the house.”  

Neil too started staring at the house thinking there were any enemies staying there and got ready to start a fight. Neil took out his gun and said “Ryan! What’s this stalking? Let’s go and give them a direct attack.” 

“Wait! There stays no one who is going to die in our hands.” 

“What?” Neil asked narrowing his brows. 

“Neil! I need a letter and an envelope right now.” Ryan ordered. 

Hearing him, a bodyguard who came with Neil strolled to the nearby store. Within a minute, he came with an envelope and a letter.

Ryan shot the bodyguard in his forehead. Neil remained shocked looking at Ryan. As there was the silencer attached to the gun, the sound became inaudible. Ryan looked at the dead body and said “I have to keep it a secret. No one has to know. Not even my bodyguards.” 

He then looked at Neil who was still in shock. As soon as Ryan’s gaze fell on him, Neil raised his hands in surrender and asked “Dude! Are you going to kill me too?” 

“Shut up! Put the body in the car's trunk and give a large amount of money to his family so that they shouldn’t worry about money even in future.” 

Neil nodded and placed the body in the car’s trunk. Ryan placed the paper on the car's bonnet and wrote the letter. He placed the envelope infront of the door, rang the bell and ran from there quickly. 

He again hid behind the tree and kept staring at the house. Within few seconds, the door was opened and he saw Kathleen. He saw her taking the envelope. He smiled looking at her. Neil who was still in shock, saw Ryan smiling. He then saw Kathleen. She strolled in and closed the door. 

“Let’s go.” Ryan said and walked to the car. They dropped the dead body at a dump yard and reached their mansion.