𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑭𝑴𝑪 𝒙 𝑰𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑴𝑴𝑪
"I hate you Elio Sinclair. I hate your existence. Your voice. everything!!"
"And I hate you too my sunshine"
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"Will you give me the privilege of being your husband by accepting this proposal...
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"Roll your eyes at me again sunshine and I will give you a reason to roll them again and again till you are on the verge of passing out."
As soon as those words left his mouth, I took hold of the hand that was trailing down my thigh, kicked him in the ankle, making him loose his balance and twisted his arm behind his back.
"You are really asking for it huh?" I said gritting my teeth. "Asking for wha- ow" I twisted his other arm behind his back. I know he's letting me do that to him intentionally, but why. Before I could reply, he freed himself and stood in front of me shaking his arms to relieve the pain.
"Looks like someone has been working out lately" "Shut up and tell me why the hell were you eavesdropping on my conversation." " eavesdropping? Me?" He said with a fake offended look on his face. Drama queen. "Yes you. But it doesn't matter now because YOU will not be leaving the venue tonight, alive."
"Well then." He said moving his shoulders back and twisting his neck a little. "Bring it on"
I lunged forward, aiming a swift kick to his abdomen but he leaped back just in time to avoid the hit. He grabbed my waist and turned me around locking both my wrists in one of his, my back against his chest "Is that all you got?" He whispered distracted, near my ear
Taking advantage of the situation, I freed one of wrists from his hold and aimed my elbow to his face. "The fuck." My elbow hit him in the jaw.
Turning around I saw him holding his jaw with one of his hands, inspecting the damage. "Did you just bruise my face?!! MY PRECIOUS FACE?"
Sometimes I wonder if he is really the Elio Sinclair or some duplicate, because of the way he acts. Immature.
"Oh poor baby."I said mocking him. "Tsk tsk tsk, itne mein hi chot lag gyi. Aise kaise sambhalega tu apne baap ka so called mafia empire."
I knew he didn't understand a single word but anyways.
Suddenly I felt a blow on my shoulder. That little fucker kicked me on the shoulder.
I aimed another kick at him, this time at his face. He tried to dodge the attack but my heels ended up leaving a cut near his eyebrow.
Blood started dripping from the cut, trailing down the cheeks all the way to the jaw and then the neck. Hawt.
The fuck Aarna, control.
He swiped a finger across his cheek, collecting the blood. His eyes darkened at the sight of it.
" you are messing with the wrong person Aarna" " am I really.?" I said pouting my lips.
Suddenly he threw another punch at me, so sudden that I was unable to dodge and it hit me straight in my jaw, my face moved to the side due to the force.
"Tit for tat" he said with a mischievous smirk on his face.
Clenching my jaw , I started taking slow steps towards him, staring right into his eyes. I saw his eyes raking over my figure.
I smirked internally at the idea. Men.
I stopped when I felt our chest almost touching. Trailing a finger over his chest, I looked up into his eyes. His breath hitched at the contact.
Slowly his hand found its place on my waist. The plan is working.
He leaned down, his eyes flickering towards my lips. So close, I could feel his warm breath on my face. My reached the dagger on my thigh and just as our lips were about to touch when-
My body went rigid. A sharp pain made its way all over my lower back. Black dots lined my vision, I lost my balance and just as I was about to hit the ground, a hand held me by my upper back.
"You really thought I was gonna kiss you. Tsk tsk tsk. Sweets dreams, sunshine."
He let go of my waist, my body hitting the ground, followed my a wave of intense pain in my back. The pain slowly started spreading through my entire body.
I tried to reach my phone in the pocket of my dress, but the pain was so fucking unbearable that I lost my consciousness before I could even lift my hand off the ground.