Power Of Blood: Darkness Never Leaves 36 Plaything

Shivam came back and told her that Divya was in her cla.s.s. Dhira squinted her eyes and headed to meet up with her 'sister'. Once she gets what she requires for her plan, Divya will have a horrible life ahead. She was planning the conversation in her head when she saw Vishakha pa.s.s right in front of her. This shocked her as her gaze followed Vishakha to the end of the corridor. She looked to be in extreme hurry as she didn't even notice Dhira. This felt odd to her as an alarm went off in her mind. She turned to Shivam and gestured her to look into it. Shivam nodded and left to follow Vishakha. Even though she was handling a trivial personal matter right now, she still had to stay alert regarding Devdoots. They definitely had something on their minds as they had been quiet for a while now.

She walked upto Divya's cla.s.s and saw her coming out with her minions. Dhira followed them as they entered the washroom together. She went inside and could see Divya's face as it went pale. She looked nervous and scared to see her.

Dhira was satisfied by the amount of fear in her eyes. Her minions too looked scared. They had been told about Dhira being Divya's sibling. That's why they had started to follow her so they could get in Dhira's good books. They immediately came forward and greeted Dhira addressing her as Big sister.

Divya started to sweat nervously as she saw everything crashing down. She had built her entire social life saying she was Dhira's younger sister. People always wanted to help her and be on her good side thinking it would get them on Dhira's good side as well. Divya had been enjoying perks of being related to her for quite a time now. But she never imagined Dhira to notice.

Dhira could see that this had been going on for a while as even the closest ones to Divya believed the rumor. She looked coldly at Divya and she shuddered in fear. She shook her head as she cursed her minions. These idiots didn't need to greet her.

Dhira then turned her gaze to the four girls who were excited to see her. As soon as they saw her expression they shook their heads in fear as well.

"I have something to talk about with my 'sister'." Dhira said as she gestured them to leave. Divya prayed to be struck by lightning before facing Dhira. She wiped the sweat from her forehead nervously and kept her head down.

"Did you not hear?" Ananya and others went stiff after hearing Dhira. "Get out" she yelled. All of them hurried to the door and left without looking back. They looked like cattle that went in a stampede after sensing a lion. The door closed behind them and Dhira shifted all her attention to Divya who had become a statue at her place. She refused to move or even flinch.

"Why?" Dhira's voice was soft yet had an immense pressure in it as if it could dominate the world while Divya was just a small fly. She could feel a chill in her spine.

"I don't like to repeat." Dhira didn't raise her voice but the dominance had been doubled from before. Divya could feel a strange pressure on her. She knew that Dhira made everyone feel slightly pressured around her. But she could be this suppressing was beyond her expectations. She felt a murderous aura from Dhira and felt as if she would be killed if she didn't answer.

"To scare the contestants." she managed to speak. Her voice was quivering.

Dhira went closer to her and peeked inside her bag. Divya felt her actions were odd but didn't dare to speak up. She stood quietly as Dhira examined her purse for a while before taking out a bottle of perfume. She sprayed some right on Divya's face which made her cough immensely. She looked up to see Dhira smiling at her.

"I like it. You are an understanding sister right?" she said with a coy smile. Divya felt awful as this was a limited edition Chanel perfume. It was quite costly and she literally had to beg her dad to get it. But she couldn't go against Dhira.

"I like the other ones from this range too."

Divya froze as she heard Dhira say this. She understood what it meant and nodded reluctantly. Dhira smiled at her amd left the washroom with her perfume bottle. She was glad she got what she wanted and some Chanel perfumes as bonus too. She looked at the pink gla.s.s bottle in her hand. This was an item personally used by Divya. She already had an earring of Priya. Just a little more and these b.i.t.c.hes will become her playthings from now on.

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