~~•Twenty two•~~

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He was in his room right now, going through some of the recent reports of the progress of work in their new farm on his laptop when he heard some noises from outside. He paused and glanced at his closed door. Right at this moment, it felt like something shattered and smashed followed by a loud shriek. Masab clenched his jaw and pushed the laptop aside before standing up.

He walked out and headed towards the room where he had made that crazy girl stay. He knew that this havoc would be created by none other than her. As expected, once he reached that room, he found a mess there. His eyes moved towards the floor where the broken pieces of glass and plates were present. The food particles and water were mercilessly lying there.

On the corner, a maid was standing, keeping up her breath in her throat. Masab remembered he had asked her to bring a meal for her, and now the same meal was thrown on the ground by Andaleeb.

His stare flew towards her in the end who was glaring at him already with a tensed face and bloodshot eyes.

"I want to go back to my home. Let me go!" She yelled at the top of her lungs.

He ignored her and diverted his attention towards the maid. After Andaleeb woke up, he had strictly ordered the only two male servants he recruited here to restrict themselves inside the mansion. After that, he gave the duty of taking care of her to this woman, Noora,n, who was the most trusted maid d and also the wife of the same man who had worked here before. But perhaps she, too, was failing to control that ferocious girl to whom he gave his heart.

Masab gestured to Nooran with his eyes. "You can leave."

The maid quickly nodded and left the room. Masab again looked at her who again seemed so ready to destroy this whole world. Even after so much misbehavior by her, he couldn't stop his heart from beating for her. Love was weird and a man like him kidnapping a woman for it just proved his point.

"This won't bring you anything, Andaleeb. Rather it will drain your energy by constantly yelling and making a scene. After all, whatever will happen will be according to my accord, so it's ideal to leave stubbornness and listen to what I say," he told her calmly.

She slammed her fists into the mattress harshly. "I am not your slave. I refuse to accept any bullshit from you. I want to go back to my house or else I will kill myself. But before that, I won't forget to kill you as well."

He smiled. "You have already done that. What else is remaining now? And about you? Whatever happens in this house, it happens with my permission. Even I will decide your number of breaths as well. I won't let you do anything stupid."

Her expressions distorted and they resembled helplessness. Within a split second, she jumped out of bed. She hunched over the floor and held a broken piece of glass in her hand. She rushed towards him with the speed of light and lashed an attack at him.

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