28• I'm the danger

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Varnika's POV

"Aghhh", I shouted.
My head was aching too badly....
Holding my head I tried to wake up...
My eyes were a little closed while the pain in my head was increasing every moment.

"What the fuck?".
Words uttered from my mouth.
It isn't my room.
Where am I?
The room was calm but had equally dangerous vibes, it was looking like a Peaceful ocean which had a mysterious depth.

Where the fuck am I?
I held my head and looked around...
The bedsheet was spoiled with red colour and so were my clothes.
What's happening?
Mai kaha hu?
(Where am I?)

Colour....
Holi...
The thandai...
Adhira, Ivaan, kartik and I...
Wait...
Is this Aga-

"You up?".
Fuck fuck fuck.
Before I could think, it turned into reality.
I was sleeping in his room.
In his bed.
That's too coloured.
No no no.
For fuck's sake tell me this is not real.

"What am I doing here?"
I asked abruptly.

"You don't remember anything?", he questioned forwarding me a glass of I don't know what.

"What the fuck you are saying? Just tell me what I am doing here?", I sood up from the bed and because of shouting my head ached fucking badly.

I was almost about to fall but he kept the glass aside. He came and held me with my shoulders and made me sit on the bed.

"Sit here and drink this", he ordered.
I feel like killing him right now.
I don't take orders from anyone in this world but this man....

I didn't refuse but drank, it was lemonade.
Within once I finished it.

Now tell me what I am doing here? In your room?", I questioned.

"You really don't remember anything? Now that's something interesting", he smirked and boiled my blood.

What the fuck is the meaning of this smile.
Varnika Deewan, what the fuck you did.... Dimag pay zor dalo.

(Put pressure on your brain)

My brain was going in that direction only, I can't help it.

"Did we?", I asked in an angry tone.

"You don't remember? Awwee Darling that's not good", he again smirked and I'll literally break his nose.

"Agastya don't play with me right now", I warned.

"That time you were screaming my name with so much love what happened now?", his grin was not at all ready to leave.

Screaming...
No Fucking way.

I slapped his rock hard arms knowing that it won't affect him, I do have other alternatives... If he continues grinning like that, I would definitely use them.

He was just looking at me with that smile which was increasing my rage.
Now since he's not ready to open his mouth, let's play a little.

I leaned a little closer to him, his cologne was directly reaching my nosetrills, the Woody rich scent which is now unfortunately my favourite.
My nose reached near his jaw, my breaths were directly facing his neck, my eyes fell on his smooth lips.
My one hand was helping me with the position while with the other I grabbed him by his collar, our eyes finally met and pulled him even more close that our nose collided.
The sensual proximity became so fucking strong that our breaths were each other's only source of oxygen.

"Do you wanna recreate those?", I whispered.
He wanted to play..right?

A side smirk left his mouth but he didn't bothered to break the gaze look.
"Since now you're sober, come on", he whispered making my ears turn crimson.

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