Part 27

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I tried to back away from his body but he pulled me towards him holding my leg. These days I am wearing only his blazers in the day time and his pajamas at night. My bare legs were exposed sending shivers all over my skin with his hold. 

"I am marking my name on you," he puled out the black paint from the bag and waved it on my face. "Where?"

Manik hungrily eyed my body to find a perfect spot to paint his name. I pulled the blazer to cover my exposed legs but it did not help as they hardly reached my knees while standing, now they covered my knees. My stunt only got his attention as a smirk appeared on his devil face.

"Perfect!" Manik dipped the brush into the black paint and held it tight in between his fingers. He sat between my legs and locked my legs around his waist. With his free hand he lifted the blazer exposing my thigh to his hungry eyes. "At least we agree on the same spot."

"What? No! I did not agree to this spot." In fact I was covering it so that he would not see my bare skin. He always misunderstands me.

"So, was it your left thigh?" He released my right and held the left leg. "This is perfect too."

See, he is built different!

"Nandini, chose fast. Left or right?" He questioned slowly training his fingers on my exposed skin.

"None." I said with difficulty as I felt ticklish.

"Wrong. It's either left or right. Of course, I wouldn't mind marking both." He kept the brush aside holding both of my thighs in his hands. 

I sat up and tried to push him away but since he locked my feet under his body I am sitting directly in his lap. Shit! My face turned red with his intense eyes staring into my soul. I slowly slid from his body but he left the right thigh and snaked his arm around my waist preventing me from going away from his hold. 

"Manik, I will pull your hair if you will paint even a single drop on me." I mumbled. 

What happened to my voice? My hands are not cooperating to pull his hair instead they are happily resting on his broad shoulders. 

"Did you say something?" He teased. 

He took the paint brush and moved everything which disturbed his view of my skin. My breath hitched as the bristles almost touched my skin. "I will give you a final chance, Nandini."

Hope filled my chest as I eagerly waited for him to continue. "Call me, Boss."

"In your dreams, Monster." I said without thinking. I would never call him boss, even if a human blood turns blue. He shrugged his shoulders and proceeded to bring the brush to my skin but I stopped him. No matter how much I tried I could not call him Boss neither I can have his name on my thigh. 

"B.O.S.S." I spelled it instead of calling him a boss directly. "What? You did not say it must be said in a whole word. I did the task and you must back off."

Manik wasn't satisfied with my smart hack and he dipped the brush again as it previously dried. "You lost your chance." He pushed me on the bed and locked my hands with his fist above my head. My feet under him and he trailed the back of the brush from my toes to my thigh. I shut my eyes as tight as possible in fear and the tickling sensation. 

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