Part 6

The party was held in the raizada house, as usual everyone was there and with them maan. I looked at him across the hall, and this time he walked towards me like a goddess. Does he polish his sexiness or something? I forcefully smiled.

I wore a blue dress with red high hill and light makeup, like usual.

‘I am little surprised to see you here!’ he spoke out as he did a formal handshake with arnav.
‘why?’ I asked as I took a drink from the waitress.
‘I went to last 5 party of raijada and did not see you.’
I could see by his facial attitude that he was glad to see me.
‘were you looking for me?’ I pointed my eye brow up.
‘yes, of course, as I don’t get to see the real you in the club, just like you don’t see the real me!’ he winked which irritated me.
‘I don’t intend to Mr khurana. Just came along to give my friend company!’
‘I am sure you have…’ he took a seep of drink before arnavs mum joined.
‘hello handsome glad to see you!’ she stroked her hand over maans shoulder seductively and spoke in deep sexy voice. She wore A long satin red dress, that barely covered her Brest. I could see the embarrassment on arnavs face. I felt so sorry for him.

Maan looked uncomfortable with her hand on his shoulder, he gently held her hand and removed it from his shoulder. ‘I am really glad to see you to! Mam!’

He smiled and kissed her hand. ‘miss hands was just about to dance with me, if you excuse us!’ he lied.

I looked back at him with a annoying glare, I sure did not. He took my hand and pulled me close. I instantly had to let go arnavs hand and he was not amused.

‘oh that’s good!’ merry spoke. No matter what merry, arnavs mother may be, she always looked at me with daughter eyes. I gave out an uncomfortable smile, because it was really an awkward moment and merry did not look happy.

‘oh.. So..’ she clearly thought that we might be seeing one another.

‘is it that’s why you were asking about geet?’ merry looked innocently at maan, and than arnav.

Something was going on and I did not know about it, but it soon became clear when arnav spoke out.
‘oh, that’s why mum you requested geet to come?’

I understood instantly that for past 5 party maan was looking for me. I did not like that thought I gave maan a glare. He pulled his tie, to hide the embarrassment.

‘Shall we dance?’ maan suggested.

‘yes but before tell me why you have interest in geet?’ she took maan’s hand off me and came between us.

‘I am not interested in him. I broke mr khurana’s plan. I barely know him.’ I walk and came next to arnav.

‘babe,’ merry looked at me and arnav, ‘why don’t you two go and dance, I have very important talk with mr khurana.’

I looked at maan and his not pleased face. Every time arnav touched me, it ignited a fire and that was clearly visible on his face.

I stayed close to listen, yet barely hearable.. They were taking about something, Merry looked serious and maan looked angry. They kept looking at us.

I looked at arnav, ‘what do you think they were taking about?’

‘I am not sure!’ we both looked at them, with curiosity.

Maan left soon after as merry came close to us. He looked seriously pissed.

‘was everything alright?’ me and arnav stoped and I questioned.

‘yes, I just told him, that would he like to do any business deal and he did not agree! That’s all…’

I could say that was a lye. She was purely lying, neither me or arnav believed her, however I couldn’t care less as I was glad mr khurana was out of trail.

‘I hope you didn’t mind that maan walked off without dancing!’ merry spoke with little irritation yet with sympathy.

‘no, not at all, it’s perfectly alright!’ I smiled.

I was clearly unaware about the whole situation or what they might have spoken about, but liked the thought maan left and respected what ever merry had to offer.

Merry have known me since young and very good friend with my mum but one thing I did not understand what may be the reason for her what she is today. I remember when I was young, I never thought she would be a party animal, specially when she hated party.

As the evening went by, arnav dropped me off to my apartment.

I woke up with alarm, it was 12 noon. I have not encountered maan since the party. He did not visit club or popped out anywhere strangely.
I was not sure what might merry have told him, but whatever it was, it was pretty effective. I have tried so much to get rid off him and she only spoke few words and that was it. He disappeared.

I smiled as I sat on my lunch table. My sister walked in giving me weird look, like I was some type of freq.

‘are you alright?’ she looked at me as she helped her self some omelet and toast.

‘yea! Why?’ I asked as I took bite of my toast.
‘you were smiling by your self! So did any millionaire win your heart, specially after visiting some party with arnav.’
‘are you crazy, but come to think off it I have not met mr khurana for long time.’ I shook my head. ‘merry had few words and after that he stormed off.’

I was extremely happy.

‘must have, oh I forgot, I told my class mate that my sister knew Mr khurana, the head of the khuran. The CEO and arnav is our family friend!’ she spoke excitedly.
‘than?’ I spoke in full mouth.
‘no one believed me!’ she spoke sadly.

I burst out in laughter. ‘well that’s what happens when you trying to show off and beside they all have f**ked up family, I rather not boast. I like simple life babe. Now get arnav or maan out of your head.’

‘do maan like you?’

I looked at my sister annoyingly. ‘even if he does I have no interest and he can go to hell and why are you asking?’

‘no, I mean, you know when you were I’ll and were around his house, he rang me, and sounded genuinely worried. I mean I was worried and screamed at him over the phone because I was so worried and thought some stranger have … You know!… But he send his limo to pick me up and staff and told me to look after you and not to go out late, and if you are in trouble I should call him, he gave me his personal number to ring him and he will arrange something… Please don’t be mad, I have tried to tell you before but…!’

I looked at her with anger. I couldn’t believe my own sister would take his personal number. And what if…

I took my jacket and walked out along with her phone. I wanted to give mr khurana my pice of mind. My sister is innocent and naive, what if she falls for his trap, and who the hell is he? We don’t even know him enough.

I walked out, than back in, because I wanted to call him and speak but I also wanted my sister to here.

My sister just looked at me, as I walked in and out. I dialed his number and waited…

‘Hello…’ a female answered. That’s no surprise.
‘may I speak to Mr khurana please…’ I asked softly but before she could say anything, I could here maan.

‘how dare you touch my phone. Get out!’ his voice was disturbed.

‘what’s wrong with you maan? We.. Common…’ the girl replied.

‘Laura, get out. NOW!’

The voice nearly made me drop the phone. I was not sure what was happening. I was so in to the conversation that I forgot maan was saying, ‘hello…! Hello… Jessy… Is geet ok?’

My blood boiled further. I looked at my sister who knew well what happens when I am pissed.

‘this is geet!’ I replied. There was awkward silent between us.
‘yes geet?’
‘how dare you give your phone number to my sister?’ I came straight to the point.
‘How dare you? Do you even know us Mr khurana? Let’s get one thing straight, we are not your wh**e and we are neither interest in sleeping with you. You come from sick, disgusting world that we don’t belong to. Don’t you dare call my sister or even try to see her, other wise you have to deal with me.’

I cut the phone. I was so pissed, and to be honest I couldn’t stand him or his voice now that his eyes was on my sister. His disgusting eyes.

I looked at my sister and she knew how angry I was. I deleted his number. ‘this is the last warning, if I see or here anything about him, or anything comes to my ear, you will be out and back home.’
I snapped and walked out. I was so pissed, I was doubting that is it worth me going to the library? Ehh… No, I came back home, put my jogging cloths and walked out for a nice jog. I placed my two headphone in my ear and started to slowly jog. I was running for good 1 hour, when suddenly I realized I was outside of Mr khuranas flat and out of no where a car stopped sharp in front of me.
I jumped and came to standstill at my place. The busy new York street looked annoyingly at the car like me. But it was no other than mr khurana who walked out. Drunk? At 5pm? It’s not even Friday. What he is thinking. He looked at me, and his facial reaction told me, something just ignite inside him by seeing me. I tried to ignore him and was about to walk way when he came around and held me by my hand. Tightly, dragging me in.

Everyone starred at us for few second but soon ignored by the busy street. He left his car half on pavement and half on the road.

‘what the hell are you doing? Let go off me. Leave me alone.’ I tried to push him off, but he was too strong. He shoved me in to the lift and pressed number 20, his floor, the top floor.

‘what the hell are you doing?’ I repeated. His eyes were filled with anger, and my presence made it 30 times wars. I tried to remove his hand, but he pushed me against the lift wall, and held both of my arm, which was in pain.

‘shhh. Shut up.’

As the lift door open, the house was semi crowded, with 7- 8 people.
‘PARTY OVER! GET OUT!’ he screamed as his filthy friend left. House was on mess, but the servant was there to clean, he even ordered them to disappear.

I looked at him with my sweaty body.

As the whole living room became empty, he pushed me to the sofa.

‘you have no right to do such thing. I instantly stood up and were about to leave when he held me by my waist and pushed me back.

‘shut up. Shut UP. How dare you speak to me like that over the phone?’

I started to get scared with his words.

‘no one ever spoke to me like that. How dare you?’

He jerked me up and looked in to my eyes directly. I looked at other direction as I still can smell the alcohol.

‘what do you know about me? Nothing… Do you know what, at least I openly claim I sleep with people but my mind is not that low and sick like you, who would even think that because I offered some help he must have bad intention. Just because I thought you genuinely a good girl and I tried to do something in return, you think that’s because I want to-‘ he stopped like it was hard for him to say those words. ‘want to sleep with your- your sister?’ he pushed me back at the sofa, as I slammed my self and my hand. I instantly jerked with pain.
His eyes soften and instantly came close to me to hold the hand. I took it back.
‘I can’t believe you thought that. You sicken me geet… Get out.’
His last few words hit me hard… Somewhere my heart wanted to believe but my mind just did not want to. I picked my self and ran to the lift. I looked back once at him, as he looked back at me with his sickening face. I hated it, I hated his glare, and the look he gave me. Somewhere there was discomfort in my heart which I did not like.

I walked down, the car was gone and his limo stood there, waiting for me. The driver opened the door but I did not feel like going.

‘please mam, think as its my request not maan!’

I vaguely smiled and was unsure that if I could even make it home before dark. My knee was shaking.

‘thanks.’ I whispered.

‘did you say something to him this afternoon?’ I looked up with confusion. ‘I never saw him this mad before. He broke everything in his bedroom and even canceled and threw everyone out of the party which he planned for long time.

I was not sure what to say. ‘why would he be effected by my word?’

‘I think you know the answer!’

Whatever, I didn’t care even if I knew the answer. But I felt something when he told me those words.

As I walked out of the limo and head back to my flat, I did not say anything to my sister, I took a nice warm shower and went straight to bed.

The next morning I woke up late, my sister was still sleeping, the whole day I did nothing but kept quit and than to my work at club. I hugged khushi and she guessed I was miserable.

‘what happen?’
I kept quit until she asked me few times. ‘I gave pice of my mind, but obviously I feel bad now!’
I didn’t want to say what he did next, it would have been too much, than I obviously putting my self in this situation. I looked out for mr khurana, maybe to apologias, or I just was not sure for what.
He did not came… Few weeks have passed and still no sign of mr khurana. I was not sure what to do but that last look I couldn’t get it out of my head so I decided to confront with my sister.

We sat on our dinner table, and she tapped her finger with a look, you were obviously wrong.

‘I know! I feel guilty and I would like to say sorry… ‘

‘why don’t you go around his house! And Oh the number could have helped but noooooo… You had to delete it!’

I closed my eyes, and I guess that had to be it.


Posted by on July 3, 2013 in Walking by....


Part 5

Part 5
Few days went through me coming out of the shock and that taught me not be late ever again. Even in club I would call uncle same to pick me up.

I walked in to the club, hugging khushi, than as usual taking my place. I have explained everything about the night I was very late. Usually arnav would have been there so he would drop me or uncle sam if it is very wars day.

‘did you even thank you Mr khurana? Or sorry after you feed him those disgusting drink?’ khushi informed.

‘no thanks, I don’t want to see him, he probably trying to get me in his bed by winning my sympathy.’ I spoke what was in my mind.

‘1 vodka please…’
I didn’t even look at him and knew that voice. I act as professional as possible, giving him vodka.
He could see my uncomfortable face and than those awkward moments between us.
‘how are you feeling now?’ he asked, it was nice calm voice, and for the fast time there was no sign of “I want you”.

I looked at him with little confusion, even his usual waitress was wondering why he was not with them in some cupboard.

I was not sure what to reply to that.

He did not look happy, and was annoyed, well that’s what I guessed from his facial expression. He stood up with the drink and walked off.

I starred at him through out the evening, he was back with some female. However now and than there was few exchange of eye lock between us from far distance of the bar. I wondered what I was doing as my eyes kept on falling on him through out the night. He made out with some female than disappeared for while than back again…. Sick I thought….

Seriously, this types of people…

As the shift ended at 3AM, uncle Sam couldn’t pick me up so I decided to walk. If I run and I go through my usual place along the main road, I can avoid all the trouble.

I shook my head, thinking that was the best idea.
But as I walked out through the back door, maan stood there against his car.
I looked at him and than walked off.
‘I am not sure what I have done wrong but seems like you hate me!’ he spoke while walking behind me.

‘why would I hate you?, I barely know you!’ I replied…

‘than why so much hatred glare?’ I could see him smirking from corner of my eyes.

‘that’s how I look at people to let them know that I am not interested!’ I honestly replied.

‘what makes you think I am interested in you?, he shoved his hand in his pocket and walked along with me.

‘Than why are you walking with me? At this time of hour? I don’t see any other reason- what so ever!’ I replied back quickly.

‘I am just worried about you that you might get your self in trouble again!’ he smiled and I looked at him.

I couldn’t reply back as he saved me other day, if it wasn’t for him, I surly would have been dead.

‘Thank you!’ I whispered, to all my worry I was little scared after that incident and was not planning to go home alone. Maybe soon as I finish university it’s best for me to quit this job.

Maan gave me a shocking glare with my thank you. ‘am I hearing right?’ he mocked.

I looked back at him angrily. I don’t like anyone mocking me. That’s the last thing.

‘well a thank you from my mouth to you is rare, so don’t get used to it!’ I snapped when I realized I nearly walked passed my house.

‘well you are safe home, and one thank you is enough for that!’ he winked as the limo stopped in front of my house. ‘have a good night miss Handa.’

I looked at him shockingly. Was he certain that I will not accept his offer of help, so instead he walked me home? What the!!

I looked at his limo as he drove Way, than stopped. I went in and peaked through the door, great he waited for me to be safe home.

I hated him, I hated his gut. I walked in my apartment, found my sister long sleep. I joined next.

Next morning I woke with a annoying headache. My sister left and it was 12 noon. I only had lecture on Monday and Tuesday, other day I was free, but I had hell of study to cover. I rang arnav and wondered if he was interested in joining me in to the library.

Arnav picked me up and we made our way, something bothered me about maan and as we were studying I questioned arnav.

‘how do you know mr khurana?’ he was surprised with my question, as in our 20 years old friendship I have never bothered asking about any of his father rich filthy friends.

‘through dad!’ he cooly replied yet wanting to know more as why I was interested in him. ‘why?’

‘no, I was just wondering. He saved my life, few days back!’ I smiled.

‘stay way from him.’ arnav instantly snapped. He is a player and have the wars reputation.

‘no! No! You getting me wrong. I am not interested in him at all. Just wondering! That’s it!’

I was sure my words were not convincing and like a good friend he was advising me to stay way. I understood that better than anyone, because my mum is an angel and my dad is a prik. So what more? Except one thing, that my dad is not filthy rich, he is retired, and they have house can feed well… So ok family except my dad is a prik.

‘are you busy this week?’


‘can you come to party! Home one…’

I accepted.


Posted by on July 3, 2013 in Walking by....


Part 4

Part 4

I woke up slowly from my warm bed. I remembered what I did to mr khurana and made him drink so many disgusting drinks. I rubbed my eyes and looked at my sister bed, she must have left already. I sighed as I got up and got ready. I really need to visit the library regarding this weeks work I need to submit in university. As I walked down and called a cab but instead Mr khurana drove In with his limo and scrolled the window down.

‘I was driving by and saw you, can I drop you somewhere?’

I did not like his offer. To be honest I did want to go as it would save my money but I felt no different than those plastic girls who would step in before asking.
‘no thank you mr khurana. I am good!’ I smiled and continued waving for a cab to stop.

He walked out annoyingly and stood in front of me. For the fast time I realized, he was tall, very tall compare to me as I looked up at his face. His body was toned even after wearing the suit.
‘look, if you think coming with me will make you look like a wh**e than let me tell you one thing I don’t look around for girls on the street and I will defiantly will not ask a walking past girl and ask if i can help.’ he looked pissed as I could see he read my head. Crazy I thought.

I gave out a forceful smile, ‘than don’t!’ I honestly answered.

He looked at me angrily and I wondered what was in his mind. ‘I am asking you one more time. Are you coming or not?’ he was mad and angry and I was confused. He was trying to put some sort of right on me.

I gave him a strange glare like do I know you? And walked in to the cab which stopped behind his limo. I couldn’t think what went through his head to talk to me like that. I am not his girl and never will be. I watched him as my taxi drove way, he was surprised and shocked, he looked at me as I completely ignored and walked way.

I walked in to the library with the thought of mr khurana, he was pissing me off and won’t leav me alone. I walked in to a nearby desk and opened my fat book to make some note. Mr khurana word was running in my head like hell and his tone body, musclemen face, specially when he was angry! I couldn’t stop and that annoyed me. He was a player like my own dad, he was disgusting and sick, he would be the last person I probably want to get close to. I sighed as I concentrated on my study.

Next few weeks I did not see Mr khurana at all. I liked that idea and I was so happy. I did not want to see him at all. I did all my usual staff and only now and than I visited my mum.

I did not encounter Him in the club, maybe he started to visit another club, few.

‘I have not seen mr khurana lately, khushi spoke in little surprised…’
I was least bothered, ‘so!… Good, who cares!’ we both drooped the subject as khushi again asked about my family and I again said I wish my dad was dead.

The strange man who is visiting the club mostly every other day I worked, was absent to. I think I have given them my answer, which is a BIG FAT NO!

Another week have passed. I had very tiring day with study, I seriously require some body message or spa maybe to make my self wake again I thought. It was 11 PM, extremely late. I looked at the quit new York street only few expensive car running around, I sighed at the thought I tell my sister be home by 7 and here I am 11 and still out. I never get scared however tonight I felt odd as I saw few drunk men at the far side of the street laughing and drinking and heading towards my direction.

I knew instantly it wasn’t good idea to stay any longer and I need to run. I did not look back at them twice but I can sense they saw me. I fumble and walked fast as possible and than ran fast as I could with my bag. My heart started to beat rapidly, and I could feel I have called trouble. A lonely girl at new York, it was not safe, the least I cared, but today it was not a good day and I am late. At least in the club I am not that far however I am 1 hour way from my apartment. I looked at the empty road for a cab but In my luck there was nun and the group of boys were heading towards me.
I could here them from far, screaming me to stop. ‘hay sexy wait! Babe… Wait… Where are you going?’

My heart started to beat even faster than normal for a brief moment I thought I was a goner. This is it. End of my life, but just than Mr khuranas limo appeared of no where and stopped right in front of me. I nearly jumped in front of it and nearly got my self killed, but instead my reflex pulled me out  of the road and I banged my head on the side of some wall. It instantly wouldn’t stop bleeding.

Maan jumped out yelling… ‘Are you crazy?’ he looked at my bleeding forehead. it looked like he was genuinely pissed. ‘what the hell are you doing out here at this time of the night? And you don’t even have work today.’ he scream and than turned around to look at the group of boys who was walking towards us.
I was shaking in fear, I wouldn’t deny that. He looked at me top to bottom in my skinny jeans and strapless top with a thin jacket.
‘what the hell are you wearing? It’s freezing!’
I wasn’t sure if any of his word was going in my ear, as I hold my head to stop the pain and bleed but than I felt something hit me hard and before I knew I felt everything blurry and looked for maan for support.

I woke up, and can see the morning sunlight penetrating through the closed curtain. I rubbed my head and than looked up to see where I was. It was not my bed room but… I sat up as I saw bravery glow along the wall, business tycoon, successful man of of the year, business brat. I instantly looked at my cloths, few I was still on my cloth and than slowly touches my forehead, it was bandaged, however I still had little pain.

I rolled off the bed and stood up.

‘oh you up, a warm kind voice greeted me. I instantly jumped, it was a female voice, and my head started to spin, I felt little dizzy and were about to land on the floor before someone caught me.
I clutched in to his cotton shirt while his hand swiftly went around my waist.
‘you are still in pain, you shouldn’t have move!’ he spoke softly. I looked up and it was no other than maan. Great.

He helped me to sit down while an elderly lady came to me with hot drinks.

‘drink this, you will feel good!’
‘this is my maid, Tory, and TAO this is geet!’
‘what a sweet name!’ she smiled.

I barely could speak as I tried to stand up again. ‘I have to go home. My sister will be worried and what time is it?’ I looked around for a clock… ‘my bag?’

Maan looked at me like I was psycho. To be honest I was, I could barely stand and I was taking about leaving.
‘geet, you can’t go. Doctor advised you to be in bed and rest for at-least 2 days!’
‘no no…’ I snapped instantly.

I tried to stand up again but maan pushed me down. ‘look, I am not sure what are you thinking and don’t worry no one will think you are wh**e, as no ever girl have walked out of my house in morning. They usually leave by night.’
I gave out a strange glare along with Troy.
He looked at me and Troy, little ashamed with his choice of words.

I was not thinking about that at all, I was genuinely worried about jessy.
I scanned the room for my bag which was on one of the marble table on the side, I pushed him off without another word and went towards my bag. I picked it up and randomly looked for exit and when I left his bedroom in my luck, it was huge and I was unsure where was the exit. There was a lift at the side as you walk down the marble stare to the huge living room.
The living room was decorated with leather sofa at the centre and than the kitchen far end, which can be seen through the big oval windows. It was beautiful, just Superb, and his bedroom was big as my apartment, I wonder how many apartment you can fit in here.

I looked back at maan who stood behind me angry. ‘I have told you, you need rest!’ he screamed.
‘where is your exit?’ I innocently looked at him. ‘I can’t see any!’ I held the side of the stair. ‘what medication did doctor gave me? Why I feel so drowsy?’
I asked in worry.

‘it was for your own good, you need to sleep!’

He held me from the side and took me back to the bedroom. ‘I have called your sister and she is fine. She have left for university and promised to be back by 7!’

I hated how he knew so much about me. How he managed to find that out. It’s only my and my sister thing! And what is morning already? How long I was sleep for?
‘I want to go home!’ I stubbornly like a child complained. I can see Tory and her amusing face, like she was pleased to see me. What the hell, do I even know them?

I felt flat on his bed again, it felt so inviting and so warm and cuddly. To much comfort…

I was not sure how long I have been sleeping. 2 hours! 3 hours!! But the sun was no longer penetrating through the curtain and I could here my sister vaguely taking with maan. I slowly sat up and looked around, the room was empty. I felt much better and control of my self than what I experienced last time. The drug must have lost its effect. How long I was sleep for? I rolled off and took my bag from the side, and walked out of the bedroom.

‘di!’ jessy instantly screamed and came up the stair skipping two at a time. ‘how are you feeling?’ she worriedly asked. She wore her usual, actually like me, skinny jeans and a lose top.
‘fine!’ I spoke confusingly. ‘much better than before!’ I forcefully smiled.
‘we have to thank mr khurana, thank god you are alright, if it wasn’t for him, I can’t even imagine what would have happened. I have told you come home by 8, or you should have told uncle Sam, he could have picked you up, do you know how worried I was?’

She wouldn’t shut up, and that was giving me headache. I looked at maan who was standing at the bottom of the stair, with little concern. He guessed I am not much of a taker or provide explanation to any one.

‘can we just get out of here?’ I told her in a irritating voice.

Maans presence was bothering me and I did not like my sister to met up with such man, who if can probably planing to lay both of us. Disgusting, I looked way in disgust, the thought made my stomach inside out, and I felt like puking.

‘let’s go!’ I walked down the stair and pulled jessy with me.

‘at-least say thank you!’ I ignored jessy. Maan like him probably trying to get sympathy, nothing more or less so my heart melts… Etc!

‘I am sorry mr khurana.’ jessy looked back as we walked. ‘she is very thank full!’

I looked around for exit again. What the hell, it’s this a prison or something? There was no exit, I looked at random direction, than pressed the lift! Was it correct?
My sister stared at me like what’s wrong with you?
The lift door open and I took a shy relief as I entered and pressed the ground floor, it wasn’t long until I realized I was at the 20th floor. It was a pent house and when I stepped outside It didn’t shock me but I was at one of the most expensive area of New York! Great… Now where is the cab?

‘just wait my driver will drop you two!’
I looked back at mr khurana who stood behind us, hand in his pocket and just cool about everything.
‘we can make our way home alone!’ I snapped at his voice.
Jessy pushed me to put my tone down and looked at maan apologetically.
‘we are cool!’

I waved my hand at cab but instead a limo stopped and it was the same man who handed the money in club other night.

‘hello mam!’ he came out and opened the door of the limo in hurry.

I looked back at mr khurana and repeated ‘I don’t need your help. I am fine!’
He was not amused and came close. My sister backed way little.
He stood few inches from me and looked down, ‘you were not fine yesterday, we’re you? Let’s put the fact, if I was not there on time you would been gang raped and thrown in to near by rubbish and before you could say I don’t need your help , your sister would been wearing white cloths and crying in your funeral!’ he grit the last few words through his teeth like it took allot of courage to push them out from between his tongue.

That was harsh. Extremely harsh. I looked back at his red angry eyes with no instant reply. He took my bag without my authority from my shoulder and popped it in the limo, the driver moved and he took the place. ‘please Miss Handa! IN!’ he almost screamed at me. I hated it, hated his gut and look. No matter how hot and sexy he was, he was still a Dic.

I did not say a word and did not look at him. I took my self and sat in his luxurious limo flowed by my sister.
He looked at me and closed the door.

Come to think of it how did he know my address!


Posted by on July 3, 2013 in Walking by....

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