Secrecy Of Heart

Chapter 9

Chapter 9: The Revelation

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Note: Extreme Usage of Vulgar Language.

Proceed At Your Consent.

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Riddhima's pov:

"Vansh....." the only name I whispered after seeing the person before me.

Under the glistening moonlight, I could clearly perceive his weary state.

Those dark and neatly gelled hair was in a mess. His skin looked oily, shirt drenched in the sweat, those dark black orbs feel tired in search of someone, that dark beard tend to give him a brute look with that, his right cheek had a little hue of redness indicating the slap was hard. All in all, he appeared epitome of devil in the form of a human.

I couldn't help than to shudder in fear. 

Fear of what will happen now?

I never thought to mess with Vansh Rai Singhania in my dreams and here I am, slapped him on his face.

Oh!! How much I wish this to be a ghastly nightmare where I just wake up in my bedroom perfectly fine.

All I could wish is if mother earth to swallow me right away before I become the prey of his wrath.

I see, he stood there motionless though, his clenched jaw and veins visible from fisting his palm hard, I could sense the formation of fire inside him.

Looking at his calm posture skip my heart to the next level. This calmness indicates the beginning of my doom which has long ago started.

Lord!! Is this the end of world or end of my existence?

"I....am....s...s....sorry" I sighed.

I don't know should I feel sorry or outraged after what he did with me.  All I know, I shouldn't have slapped him. More tears slipped my eyes in the thought, what he'll do with me.

My palm feel sweat as well sweat beads formed on my forehead. I nervously tugged the falling strand of hair behind my ear.

"I.....I didn't know....it was....you but why....why you....I mean...I am....I am.....sorry" I was just blabbering, can't comprehend what is it all about as a lot of questions stuck my mind.

Subconsciously, I brought my hand to caress his cheek where I slapped him which was too daring thing for me to do.

And in a blink of an eye, he grasped my wrist, swivel me around and twist my hand to my back. My back collided with his hard torso.

"Aah.....ouch" I whined.

This was bound to happen.

My heart beat quickens inside my ribcage. I shivered down as he sides my hair to my left and came close, so close just behind my ear to my right. His warm and husky breathe falls on the shell of my ear and down to my neck. 

I tried to gulped down the terror forming in my throat.

"Miss Riddhima Gupta, don't you think you've taken everyone for granted? Taking everything and every person's fucking precious time is part of your leisure activity, right?" he said emphasizing each word.

"Wh...what are.....you saying Van....sh? What did.....I do?" I sobbed. 

He deliberately put the pressure on my wrist. The intensity was such, I arch my head backwards.