Chapter 7

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Siddharth
I challenged Avneet into a boxing fight with me. And she started with quite a strong punch. Now I might have to wonder about who will win this. She punches my biceps, as I sheild myself and punch back to defend myself. This becomes quite a match, but I manage to distract her attention for a second and the moment she looks away from me.. I turn her around and take a strong hold of her, caging her flawless, but rather strong arms into mine. Her side profile... Fucking hell, she's.. gorgeous

The kind of gorgeous that you can't take your eyes off, no matter how long you've been looking at her for. Her tied up hair now falling on her face, enhancing her beautiful look. I look into her eyes, so fierce. I could bet she's quite a rebel the moment I locked my eyes with hers. The feisty, fierce eyes, she looks hot when she's angry. I break the eye contact and look at her cheeks. They are red. Crimson red. But she's not blushing, her eyes don't say she's flattered. Her eyes say she wants to win, because a woman like her definitely doesn't accept losing. But I don't let her win now, my hold on her is still strong, not because I want to win, but because my eyes can't get over her beauty. And I need to look at her closely, it's like I am examining her elegance.

My eyes go down from her cheeks to her jaw. That's a sharp jawline. The next thing my eyes land on, are her lips. The most delicate pink shade I have ever seen. They look so soft, and on a face like this, they just magnify her beauty. I want to kiss them so bad. How could someone so soft looking be so turbulent? Indeed she is turbulent, because now I see her hands gripping on my neck and in an instant I am under her. She's looking at me, the fire still doesn't seize in her eyes. I look at her, in disbelief, out of my stance now, how is she so elegant yet so ferocious?
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Avneet
“I win Mr. Nigam”
“I let you win Ms. Kaur”
“You lost because you were distracted Mr. Nigam” I say this loud enough for him to hear.
“Anyone would be distracted if they have a wild beauty up so close to their face. Did you know you look hot when you have that stormy look in your eyes?”
“Siddharth, are you seriously hitting on me right now? ” I ask while I and Siddharth step out of the gym. He heads towards his car and I rush back to him, waiting for an answer to come. “I ain't ‘hitting’ on you Avneet.. What I did is called appreciating the art that's worth all the appreciation in the world”
I didn't understand what he said right now, but I don't say anything. I just walk back to my car and drive off to my bungalow, but his words and the match, and all the moments we had are still lingering in my mind. And as much as I try to keep them away, they get even stronger. This guy, Siddharth, he never gets out of my mind. Since the day I have known him, he's always been there. Maybe not as obvious as now, but he's there in my mind. All the time. And I don't know why, I don't know how he manages to do that.

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