♦Gurur Ve Önyargi♦

Chapter-6

CAN

Obstinate! Headstrong! And most importantly, abominable! Those are the adjectives that come into my mind when I found her abusing my name so unflinchingly. Never have I ever thought to hear something so outrageous about own self and this little devil is jeopardising my title in such an insulating manner still I could not come up to make my mind hate her equally. Instead, she keeps on affecting me, even more, when Osman turns her back to face me. Allah Allah! How could I be so much immature that looking at those brown eyes is seeming to be the hardest job in the world? My insides were already simmering as soon as she walked to the party after taking off the robe and flaunting this blue revealing dress in which she is resembling a fairy kid. But now, when I am beholding her charming face so closer to my sights I feel like a wispy breeze. Light and giddy. She owns the power to turn me into the water with the mere capture of her doe-like orbs that are looking severely shocked as she finds me overhearing those slangs with which she was labelling my name a few seconds back. 

"Big boss!" Osman ridiculously croaks but my eyes are too busy to follow the movement of her neck when she swallows hard making me uncontrollably irked. Clenching my fist I suck the air through my nostrils as a primal urge conspires to force me against my will. If I say the truth, it is not her belief that touched me (because I deserve her despise for the ill-treatment of last night) but, to be precise, it is she...Sanem Aydin, the topper of the year, is the reason for the quaking state of the ground under my feet. A living fireball she is and without having any speck of knowledge she is burning me in her fire little by little. I want to run away when my heart is ceaselessly racing to reach and plunge into hers. God forbid! What is happening with me?

"Big boss...Boss...I mean, Sir!" Irritatingly Osman keeps on fumbling causing me to drag my attention towards him when he finally speaks out something sensible which proves to be an illogical blabber within a few moments, "Sir, I am sure there is some kind of misconception in her understanding. I assure you that Sanem is a very nice girl. She didn't mean it. Trust me she can amend." With this last statement, the lady in question turns her head to face her friend directly when the hands of her mate hold her closely only to push that little frame towards me reducing the gap between us as he explains, "Why don't you help Mr Divit to clear the rust from your  image that has just developed only for your insufferably unsealable mouth, Sanem?"

"But I..." Being perplexed she errs to complete her protest as Osman cuts off, plastering a nervous smile on his face, "I know you won't disappoint." Then he flicks his blinking eyes towards me as he recites, "See, I told you she is a good girl." She shrugs and he takes his hands from her, receding his feet and mumbling, "Enjoy, guys. It is very hot today,  so I think some drinks might cool me down. Bye." Within a blink, Mr~coward~Osman wraps up his butt from the situation leaving us to stand there completely dumbfounded.

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SANEM

"Osman, mark my word, you're destined to be slain in my hand!" Before I could stop, this cursing murmur leaves my lips when a cough brings back my haphazard sanity to draw my narrowing eyes from the evil(which is my runaway pal) to the evilest(his Big boss). Now I am doubly energised to retaliate. I don't care who he is. One wrong move, I am gonna fry this mortal version of Zeus standing before my eyes, no matter how tempting he is looking or, how weak I am getting.

Keeping my hands on my hips I cock my head as I claim impatiently, "What's the matter? What do you desire a pill or syrup?" (Or, me?) If only I could finish my inspection in this way by uttering that too what I put into the bracket! Gosh! It's insane.

"Sorry!" He is confused as he frowns and my reply comes out something like that, "You just coughed, so I asked what you would like to take. A pill or syrup?"