Her Secret

Chapter 7 - Her Secret

" HE FEELS SO STRONGLY. HOW WOULD IT FEEL TO BE ON THE RECEIVING END OF IT? "

She stared in his eyes, her own wide. As her feet landed back on the cold marbled floor, she thought he'll leave her. Her subconscious was demanding her to step back but all she could do was stare, and stare, and stare. She felt her breathing halt. Her body heated up but the places he touched turned cold. She shivered under his gaze.

Her hand travelled from his shoulder to his chest, stopping where his heart lay. It beat in sync with her's. She could feel it. His eyes bore into her own. A swirl of gold dancing in the amber shaded irises. They darkened. She felt her lips turn upwards as she felt his chest rise and fall heavily.

Her hand travelled up further, a gasp escaping her lips as she touched his face. Her fingers grazing his cheek, brushing past his nose and lips. He's ... real. She blinked out of the haze he got her in. A fury of rage glowed inside her and her expression of awe and adore changed into one of annoyance.

He noticed the change of air and swallowed. He is dead, so dead and that got proved when the hand that was caressing his skin suddenly felt like a slap on his face. Not like, it was slap that landed on his face. His nose scrunched because of the intensity, and he backed away from her, bringing his hand to his right cheek. It's going to turn red now.

" Ow! " She hit hard. Her slaps had turned more dangerous as time passed; he needs to stay clear of them. Especially on the face.

" Yes ow! " His other hand covered his other cheek before she could turn that red as well, he squished his face and leaned back. His eyes wide and full of horror. Naina loved the look of fear in his eyes. She bathed in the horror he saw after seeing her like that. Her hand didn't hit him on the other cheek but punched him where his abs lay.

He grunted.

" Yeah okay! I'm sorry! " He groaned as his muscles pained. For an action hero, he did turn out to be very weak, but only in front of this woman. He'd turn into jelly for her, with her. She'd do anything to him, and he'll collapse. Even her feather light touch makes him want to scream, he feels his insides churning. A good kind of but.

Although the sudden burst of power that she got isn't what he expected to receive first thing as he met her. Fine, maybe he did. After all he was threatened by Anni to not contact her. Surprise her. He had almost died the moment he heard that word come out of his sister's mouth. Because Anni and surprises, well they don't go well.

His sister hates surprises.

She despises them.

Hence, he is here, standing, more like falling halfway on the floor, clutching his stomach where she punched him.

" Sorry? " She shrieked. Her lips pursed. He's fucking sorry. She'll make him feel sorry the right way. This is nothing. Nothing of what she has in mind for him. She'll torture him, annihilate him if required. He cannot go MIA and then come surprise her. He just cannot. " Let me make you sorry now. "

And the chase started.

Aryansh ran around the maze of a house saving himself from the things Naina threw. She literally threw anything and everything that was in reach of her hand. The cushion, the bowl kept on the coffee table. She even contemplated to throw a vase at him but the poor vase was too pretty to be broken.

Thank God it was pretty.

They entered the kitchen and that's when everything took place. Naina picked up something from the kitchen counter, not seeing what it was and threw it directly at his face. He, who saw what she picked, froze mid run. She couldn't possibly throw that--that at him. His eyes widened as he saw the forbidden fruit in her hand. The fruit he hated, loathed, and despised for no reason at all.