Preeta's heart started beating faster when Karan tilted his head to left and observed her appearance. Feeling remorseful was more important than feeling self-conscious. What was he doing here? After this long time, she was finally feeling relieved that he was out of her life.
May be he had gave up on her, she thought. She was freed but that was just a dream which he crushed. He showed up again.
He found me again.
She was looking at him with wide eyes and mouth hanging open. Karan finally straighten up as he spoke for first time.
"That was the first time, I heard you calling my name."
His voice was cheerful but it was not a good sign for Preeta. He must had planned something this time. The uncertainty was at its peak.
He brought his face closer and whispered seductively in her right ear.
"Believe me, it gave me shivers. I can only guess for now, what will happen to me when you will scream my name."
Preeta gulped and looked away in disgust, totally understanding his words. He moved back and she saw his face getting cheerful to cold and stern.
Preeta took the time to take in his appearance. He was wearing a grey sweater covered by black leather jacket and black pants. A grey muffler was around his neck giving him a proper bad boy look.
His skin was pale and lips, plump and pink. If he was any other boy, Preeta would have beamed at his messy raven black hair. But one thing she noticed which was different. Half grown beard was covering his jaws and chins making him look extremely handsome as a model. His brown eyes were full of lust and dedication.
Dedication to trouble me.
"Lets move into the car and you can drool at my face whole day."
Karan smirked arrogantly when he saw Preeta's eyes getting wide. Being embarrassed, she dropped her gaze and focused on what he said.
Move into the car__
A creepy feeling crawled inside her as she remembered, what happened last time when Karan brought a car. She was kidnapped, tortured, threatened which made her traumatized for months. Preeta shivered and without looking at him, she turned completely and started walking hurriedly towards her way.
Karan clenched his jaw seeing her ignorance. He spoke darkly.
"You can't run away from me, Preeta."
Preeta stopped and started breathing heavily because of the chilly wind and his coldness. He would again kidnap her.
Preeta started running as she heard footsteps coming behind her but before she took two steps, an arm snaked around her waist and other held her hands tightly. Preeta whimpered, realising he had caught her.
"Please, Mr. Luthra. Let me go."
She begged in her soft, whimpering voice. Karan's grip tightened after acknowledging that she didn't call him by his name.
"Why should I? When I speak, you don't follow. Now when I take my actions, you are begging for me to leave you."
Being helpless, Preeta cupped his cold hands that were holding her waist tightly. She turned her face a little to look at him side ways but wasn't possible. So she simply looked down but turned left and whispered in her shaky voice.
"Please, let me go. Mr. Luthra."
Karan stopped struggling but kept his tight grip. He understood about Preeta's fear but was observing the closeness between them. His lips were mere inches away from her right cheek. Her thick, long lashes were wet and touching her pink cheeks. Dark pink lips were quivering and begging him to stop.
