LETHAL
DANGEROUS
ICE HEARTED
Shivansh Oberoi, a predator in Armani suit. He is cold and emotionless who ruins everything that threatens him or his family. He lives in darkness with his demons. Until one day he meets a girl totally opposite him. What...
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The first I feel when I open my eyes is acute pain in my lower abdomen followed by a severe headache. My eyes burn when the light from lamp falls directly on my face. It makes me recoil and I groan, shutting my eyes again. Then the next moment, the light was gone.
This time when I open my eyes, it connects with the whiskey brown ones. The eyes that intoxicates me. But right now it is full of darkness. I look at his face and my heart breaks seeing him in so much pain and misery.
"Are you okay?" I whisper, my voice sounds broken.
Something shifts in his expression and he grips my hand firmly. His eyes bore into mine and the way he clenches his jaw shows how much he is controlling himself.
"How dare you to think about leaving me? What were you thinking when you took that bullet that was meant for me?" he growls
"I'm not going to let you die. I am—" he cuts me midway
"No. You're wrong. If you think you can take bullet for me and I'll sit aside then you are wrong. You think it was easy for me to see you bleed to death. Did you seriously think that if anything happened to you then I'll would go on with my life?"
"Vansh.." I try to say but he didn't let me speak.
"You don't get to put your life in danger Emory. This life is mine and if anything happens to it I'll destroy the whole world. In this relationship, I'm the one who will protect you. I'm the one who will take as many bullets required. Not you. Never. You. Understood?"
My eyes start streaming down tears hearing him. He is outlashing because he is hurt. He was afraid of losing me.
"I will also protect you. And I'll never regret taking bullet for you." I sniffle, cupping his face. He closes his eyes briefly and leans into my touch.
"Never do this again. Please. There is no life where I'll survive without you. I need you to know that I'll always follow you. Even in death" he croaks with tortured expression.
"I know" I sniff pulling him to me. He carefully balances his body so that he doesn't touch my injury. I hold him close to me and he tucks his face in my crook of neck. His body finally relaxing a bit.
We stay like for few moments, just soaking each other's presence. I don't know how long I was unconscious but looking at his condition, it was long enough. I can only imagine what he must have felt during those days.
"Vansh"
"Hmm"
"You don't look good. Aren't you eating enough?" I frown looking at his battered face, his scruff unkempt. There are dark circles under his eyes and he looks like he didn't shower in a long time.
