CHAPTER 13
Shehnaaz's POV
"Who did this to you, Shehnaaz?" He asked me again as I didn't answer him before. This time his voice was harsh, letting me know he is losing his patience.
Also him taking my name means me in trouble. Last time he took my name before locking me inside some store room of his office.
"None of your business, just get out." I said looking right into his intense gaze.
I noticed his cold eyes glaring at me, his jaw tensed and his face stern. His one arm came around my waist, pulling me hard against his clothed chest. Another arm softly cupped my cheeks, I winced as his thumb lightly touching my bruised cheek bone.
"Does it hurt?" I didn't expect him to ask me this question. His eyes became soft as it looked at the bruise on my face.
"N- no. P- please can you leave me alone?" I couldn't digest that this is really the same person, who won't think twice before shooting me with his gun.
Is he bipolar?
"No. Not until you tell me how this happened." He answered. I closed my eyes taking a sharp breath. His arm around my waist doesn't help me to control my breathing.
"Why do you care? You should be happy, watching me like this." I opened my eyes only to meet with his soft eyes.
"I don't care." He replied, but suddenly his grip around my waist tighten making me pressed against him more. My chin rested on his chest as I looked up at him.
"Then leave."
"I am not leaving this place before hearing the truth."
"To fir sado yaha pe, main Jaa rahi hu." My eyes glared at him as I kicked his feet, which made his grip loosen on me. I took the chance to push him and run towards the exit grabbing my bag.
I unlocked the door before turning the knob to push it open. I jumped in shock as a hand came from behind, pushing the door closed and caging my body against it.
"Tch tch tch. Wrong move." I heard his hot breath on my neck behind me.
"Fine!" I said before turning to face him, only to regret my decision as his face was too close to me. I pushed myself back to the door, trying to make distance between us.
"I fell down the stairs."
Seriously Sana? This is what you got?
He didn't say anything instead he just kept looking at my face. I raised my eyebrows, as he was silent.
"Do you really expect me to believe that?" He mocked.
"Believe it or not, but it's the truth."
"Oh, then why is your neck looks like someone has choked you almost trying to take your life and what about this?" He asked grabbing my hand which has the nail marks.
I jerk my hand back from him, glaring at his face. "It's nothing."
"Don't make me show you my bad side." He gritted as he take a step towards me while I kept my hands on his chest in protest.
"Do whatever you want." I scowled.
"Just tell me the name."
"Elon musk."
"What?"
"Yes, now fuck off. I told you the name."
"Don't test my patience!"
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Fiksi Penggemar"Why?" I asked. He didn't answer me, his eyes were calm and cold. "You cannot just take anybody's life!" I yelled at him. He took a step towards me, putting his hands in the pockets of his slacks. "I can." He snapped. "But why? It's not like you...
