Sirayat: Love of a Mafia

I can trust him

Aadhya's POV

I changed into black dress, came out from washroom and there he was standing all in his glory, his gaze fixed on his phone. I fake coughed to grab his attention, he turned around and start taking long strides towards me. Butterflies start dancing inside my stomach, creating a fluttery feeling inside which got me goosebumps around my skin but this time it is different, it is not fear that I could bet. I am feeling relieved and impatience at the same time. His features didn't change, his apparent acts of being cold and heartless are still there, but it is not scary anymore, at least not for now.

Indeed, Kabir Bhaiya was right, he is not the way he showed himself to be.

I was engrossed in my train of thoughts that I didn't realize when he was standing right in front, I was startled but my orbs were not agreeing on idea of moving back because they do not want those raven black eyes to miss its focus which was on me, only me. Did I ever describe how handsome he is? Not.

Well, it is all because my eyes never adorned the face behind that emotionless and cold mask which he wore 24*7, my fear never let me measure his perfect features, his jawline, his eyes, and his lips. Ugh!!

I was the first to break our eye contact and lower my eyes.

Why am I thinking he is hot? He is. What why am I putting my head into it?

I was about to turn around to avoid this awkwardness, but he proactively pulled me to him with his arm around my waist. My breath hitched making me go static in his arms without any resistance. He closed the remaining distance while I close my eyes melting into the moment and he kissed my forehead but the very next moment his breathing shift from my forehead to my neck and he kissed the crook of my neck, sending shivers down my spines and awakening the butterflies in my stomach. A blush crept up my cheeks and I lowered my face to avoid being noticed but end up hitting my head on his hard rock-like chest because he pulled me more into himself and placed his head on my shoulder while his arms were wrapped around me like a second skin.

He took a step back while hugging be tightly which made me follow his actions and took a step forward, then he took two and suddenly flipped releasing me from his arms and I lost my balance and fell, I screamed closing my eyes waiting for incoming pain but surprisingly floor seamed soft and then I realize I fall on bed not floor. I opened my eyes and caught him smirking devilishly, his cute gestures were nowhere.

"So, my Angel is acting brave today" He rolled his sleeves.

Angel?? Do I look like an angel to him? a genuine smile crept my lips and the next moment he jumped on bed, falling beside me with his face towards me, resting his head on his arm.

Then he moved his fingers to remove my hair fangs from my face and gripped me from my waist, so I would not move. His eyes not leaving my face as if he has not seen it before.

His sweet gestures ended giving rise to a devilish, mischievous smile. His eyes glittered with evil amusement which made a dangerous combination with his smug.

Is he going to punish me? Oh no!! he is too close.

My fisted hands crawled upwards near my head when my consciousness alerted me of upcoming danger and my eyes caught his movements of leaning down.

I closed my eyes, flinched back trying to move the mattress down to maintain good distance from him.

But who am I kidding?

I cannot do anything like this.

T-then what can I do.

Think!!