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Ikshita's pov
"Do it by yourself Mr mehrotra," I said and kept my head on his shoulder.
My heartbeats were running at the speed of a jet and somewhere I wasn't comfortable with him. He stalked me without my knowledge. There can be more to this theory as well.
I don't know what his real face is.
But I know, he thinks that stripping before him is the last thing I will do then spilling my inner thoughts in front of him.
No,Not this time Mr Mehrotra, I know how evil he is , he can't play his wicked-silly games with me.
"Daisy,," he called me softly "look at me" he said while hooking my chin with his finger.
and the moment our eyes matched, I was losing my sanity again.
"Why are you sneaking everywhere ?" he asked and I shook my head in denial.
I need to control these foolish erupting butterflies in my stomach. This new sensation which is making me weak should be killed before it overpowers me.
"I'm giving myself to you. Isn't this enough in exchange for your question." I mocked slowly looking into his green orbs.
And a laugh escaped from his throat.
"Your eyes are your betrayers, meri jaan" he said, caressing my temple and I lowered my eyes in shame.
What the hell i'm doing. I'm giving myself to someone, who just stalked me. Or whose family is in doubt of my mom's death.
