Queen Of My Heart

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Vivek's POV...........................

As I was speeding up to get away from her, my eyes darted back and I hit breaks rather faster than I ever did. My eyes narrowed to the same guy, who was proposing Nayna before in cafe. They both are talking, no...more like arguing about something. I couldn't hear anything because of the distance, but I can say that they are arguing by the Nayna is pointing her finger to him and shouting.

I climbed down as my legs without my permission, started walking on there own towards them. And before I know anything, my fist collided hard with his nose. He fall down on floor, clutching his nose, but I can clearly see the blood running out from it. As I saw my knuckles they are red now, covered in his blood.

My chest is heavily panting, as my anger took place looking at him. A gasp sound made me turn to Nayna. She is looking at me with her wide eyes, as her mouth covered with her both hands. I'm sure her mouth must be wide open like her eyes.

Slowly she removed her hands from her mouth, and blinked towards me.

"Ohhhh myyyyyy dimpiiiiiiiiiii...." She stretched each word in amusement filled her face. And she looked cute while doing it.

I find myself liking it....

"What's wrong with you man!!!" Boy grunted as he tried to stand up. But I kicked him on his leg making him fall on his face.

I later raised him by his collar, and made him stand in front of me. I started punching on his face as Nayna got herself busy in jumping and clapping her hands like kids.

"Yes, dimpi...beat him...punch him...more...more..." She is screaming as I was beating that boy.

"Yes, kick dimpi...kick, kick him, dimpi....how dare he ask me money after his pathetic performance. Just beat him black and blue......" My fist stopped in midair as her words registered in my head.

I turned to her narrowing my eyes towards her, "he asked money for what???" I ask her as she suddenly stopped her circus feats, and bite her lip.

Her hands started playing with her fingers, fumbling them, and she looked nervous. I zero my eyes on her as I left that boy collar and turned my complete attention towards Nayna. Who is looking like a thief, gulping on her saliva now and then.

"He asked money for what??" I ask her again, completely keeping focus on her.

"No...nothi... nothing..like...that..." She stumbled bad and I took a step towards her as she took a step back.

"Sir, let me explain..." The boy said and without looking at him I nod my head towards him, staring at Nayna.

"She hired me to act like that in cafe in front of you. And now when I'm asking for my pay, she is not giving my money and telling that I didn't act well." He said as my eyes went wide, Nayna quickly turned her head and saw everywhere but my face.

As I grip her chin and made her look at me, she smiled awkwardly towards me.

"I just want to make you jealous.." she admitted as my mouth hing open.

She did what??

And that too for what???

To make me jealous???

What is this girl in actually?? How much craziness is filled in her brain?? Why her family never thought about admitting her in any mental asylum.

As I continued to stare at her in shock, she now and then smiled sheepishly towards me.

"Sir, please tell her to give my pay and now I even got hurt." That same boy said sounding desperate for money. I sighed before rubbing my temple's.

"Ask one more time, I will kick you. You call yourself an artist, you didn't even make my dimpi jealous. If you acted well, he would have been burning with jealousy. But look what happened, he didn't even blinked and kept that straight face, throughout your pathetic acting.