𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐍𝐚𝐚𝐳 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬

IUS: 5

"Thank you for saving my life," Shehnaaz whispered against my chest once she stopped crying.

"It was my duty to protect you," I replied truthfully.

Ignoring my words, she got up from me and dusted off her dress. I quickly got to my feet and tried to clean my clothes as best I could. I hissed in a low voice when I accidentally touched a cut on my back. This reminded me to check on her.

"I'm going," she announced. "And don't follow me."

Surprisingly, her voice was soft. I liked her tone, but not what she said.

"You're not going anywhere," I said, starting to check her body for injuries. Luckily, there was no serious injury apart from a minor scratch on her elbow. "You got hurt! Let's go to the hospital," I said, worried.

"No, I'm fine. It's just a small cut," she reasoned, trying to avoid going with me.

"Shehnaaz," I said, my frustration evident.

"Sidharth, you don't need to worry about me," she insisted, her stubbornness clear.

I felt hurt and angry. "Don't talk like a fool, Shehnaaz. You got hurt, and we're going. It's final." It was an order.

She made a face, clearly not liking my tone. "You're not my boss, so I don't have to listen to you!"

"I'm your future husband, Bunny," I said confidently.

She made a face again, irritated by my words. "In your dreams, Mister."

I was impressed with her fierce attitude, even with her innocent face. As they say, never judge a book by its cover. You don't know what's hidden in those pages. We wouldn't know the story until we explore, reading them.

"Must say you have a fierce tongue. Hope you can use it rightfully in the future, after we get married," I said, starting to look for a ride to the nearest hospital.

"You pervert!" she gasped.

I smiled, understanding she got the hidden meaning of my words. She really had a dirty mind to understand those words. Smart!

"Just like you, little bunny," I smirked at her.

She scoffed. "I'm not. And don't call me bunny."

"I will. And you are a pervert."

"No."

"Yes."