Chapter Thirty Four: Lady Lucifer v/s Satan

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“Yes I was” His sharp voice sent shivers down my spine

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“Yes I was” His sharp voice sent shivers down my spine. 

The feeling of being neglected overpowered me again. “I-i did not k-know-” 

Why god? Why did I only have to be the one to have this cruel fate where none believes me!

“How can you run in the middle of the road?” His booming sound echoed in my ears as I lifted my lashes up to see him. 

“What?” I glanced up at him, whispering to myself. 

“You're a mature and grown up woman, Samriddhi. How come you are so careless to run down on the road barefoot!” He reprimanded, and I watched him with my eyes as he got up, moved to the armchair, grabbed the towel, and returned to the bed.

“You’re not a kid who needs to be watched out all the time, you have to take care of yourself an-”

"I was scared." I am not sure why, but my mouth keeps yapping this crap without asking me. Would he think of me as an attention seeker?  

I just could not stop staring at him. A new hope took a birth in me when I encountered his gaze turning soft. 

I thought that as soon as I woke up, he would yell at me and ask me about everything that had happened back in the office. 

To my surprise, though, all he did was get me out of bed as soon as I opened my eyes and carry me to the bathroom, where I discovered that he had already set up the bathtub with warm water, body wash, and bath oils nearby, all of which had a calming jasmine and sandalwood scent. He asked me to change into a t-shirt. 

I followed his instructions without question since I was afraid he would be upset with me. I got dressed and called for him, and he came over and immediately got me in the tub to wash my hair and give me a good head and shoulder massage. 

All of this was so foreign and out of the box, he did not once ask me anything about that. 

Furthermore, he was just drying my wet hair after feeding me at this moment without saying anything. He is unreal and unlike anyone else in the world. Truly Remarkable.

Alternatively, it is possible that all of this is merely a facade, intended to demonstrate his differences before he eventually reveals who he really is. All this is just his Mirage to build a false  self-image of himself.

“You do not have to worry, I am not a fake person” He spoke. My eyes widened in realization, how he came to know.

I lifted my gaze up to see him leaning on me, he threw the towel on the other side of the bed as he climbed on. I instinctively retreated to get some space, but it was in vain because he grabbed my ankle and stopped me from moving. 

“You think so loud.” I heard his soft chuckle as he spoke, I bit my lips from embarrassment looking away from his scorching gaze. 

I felt my leg move that was in his control, the ceaseless sound of his heartbeat could be felt beneath my feet. Every time I drew near to him, I could feel the lump in my throat and hear his rapid heartbeat. Why does it beat like this crazy all the time? 

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