His burning desire

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Samaira POv

I came out of the café holding the files in my hand as my eyes searched for him, and there I saw him standing, leaning on the car, ruffling his hair angrily.

There is no car except the one we came in because when we arrived, there was an army of cars following us, but now there's not a single car in sight.

I took a deep breath before walking slowly towards him, my eyes landing on his injured hand from which blood was dripping, and it seemed like he didn't even feel the pain.

"Sir, your hand," I said timidly as my stomach churned with an unknown fear settling inside me.

"You came, let's go," he growled hurriedly, opening the car door as I followed him into the passenger seat.

My heart was aching seeing his bruised hand, which was because of me, and when I asked him about it, he kept ignoring my words. I wanted to apply ointment on it, but his ignoring my words was making me more irritated.

"Sir, your hand," I said, putting on the seat belt as he again ignored my words and started the car. This was really pissing me off.

I took a deep breath to control my rage as I saw him not even glancing at me, totally focused on the road.

Before he could start the car, I took his hand, glaring at him angrily while he looked at me with a shocked expression that said, "What the fuck are you doing?"

Holding his hand, I searched for the ointment in the car cover.

"What are you doing?" he asked, thinning his brows while trying to pull his hand away, but I held it tighter, giving a sarcastic smile.

"What do you think, Mr. Veeransh?" I asked as I opened the cap and took some alcohol on the cotton, applying it to his wound, blowing on it a little to cool the burning.

"Was it necessary to hit that hard?" I asked, taking the ointment on my fingertips and carefully applying it to the wound. It pained me to see him injured because of me. He must be hurting a lot.

"It was because he was disrespecting my entire existence, Samaira," he said, his voice holding a serious and concerned tone.

My movements stopped as I heard him calling me Samaira instead of Miss Samaira, and more so, he said disrespecting my entire existence. What does he mean by that? When did I become his entire existence? What is he trying to say?

"Huh?" I whispered with a questioning look on my face, glancing at him.

His face changed like he noticed something. "I mean, I would have done it for any girl," he said, averting his eyes. I nodded at him while continuing to apply the ointment and bandaging it carefully around his hand.

What does he mean? First, he said it was because he was disrespecting my entire existence, and then he called me Samaira for the first time. Secondly, he said he would have done it for any girl while averting his eyes. I don't know which is the truth. I thought as I completed the bandaging, and he took his hand back.