Through The Gateway Of Love: A Transformative Journey Of Love

He is scary

Hey Everyone!!

Sorry for late update. I was not well for two days and on bed rest.

Here's the chapter. This is the longest chapter I've ever written with the word limit of 3145 words, so read patiently.

Enjoy reading

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Avantika's Pov

He was infuriated. For the first time, I saw him like this. Blood- shot eyes, taking deep and heavy breath, his hand curled up in a tight fist and he was glaring at the person before us.

Honestly, I was scared of him. His presence was scaring me now. He looked dangerous, like a mad raging bull. I felt like running away from there right then but something in me, rooted me at my place.

Apart from it, his sudden transformation triggered me more. Before the arrival of the lady standing before us, he was sweet, loving and romantic but the moment we saw her......or should I say, HE saw her, his whole demeanor changed.

"Why are you here" He asked that lady, I could sense the bubbling anger in him through his tone. It was rude and disrespectful which was totally unlike him, especially for a woman.

I looked at the dangerous exchange of looks between the two, he was enraged while that lady was a calm sea. Her presence was radiating positive energy to me but I wondered, why Prithvi couldn't sense it.

"WHY. ARE. YOU. HERE" 

I flinched hearing his blood- curdling tone and took few steps away from him only to get collided with the wall. My throat ran dry, nothing came out of my mouth. He was no more the Prithvi I knew but, The Prithvijit Singh Sisodia, The Devil, that everybody mentioned. I was scared, hell scared of him.

"Prithvi-" The lady tried to speak but he interrupted her in a loud voice that sent chills down my spine.

"KUNWAR SA......IT'S KUNWAR SA FOR YOU" He said pointing his finger right at her.

What was happening to him??

My mind was bursting with questions but his fearsome aura overpowered everything leaving me with only one statement- He is scary.

"You are scaring her" The lady told him in a polite voice. How was she so calm even after he shouted at her. She was fucking older than him.

I lowered my head. I gulped hard when I felt him knowing my presence. What if he shouts at me too like that? 

"Jaan" I heard a soft whisper and I slowly looked up, mustering up courage to look into his red-rimmed eyes.

But it calmed, his eyes were soft....like before. He was looking at me the way My Prithvi looks at me- with love but this time I interpreted something else too- may be... guilt?

He took a step closer to me trying to cup my cheeks but I pushed myself more into the wall, trying to be away from him.

He looked hurt and guilty but I couldn't gather courage to stay near him after witnessing his devil side which he once promised to never let me see because he knew I would hate him after that.

But, was I really hating him?

No, I was not. I was just scared of his looks and it would take some time for me to process everything.

"I am sorry" I said under my breath and ran away from there without even glancing at him for once.

I ran straight to the reception area, only to find it empty. Everyone already retired to their rooms. I took a few deep breaths and rubbed my chest to calm myself down.