To the undeniable chemistry that ignites amidst enemies, turning every argument into foreplay.
Dive into the story to know about the hate to love story of Aadhavi and Avyukt.♡
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Anu♡
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AADHAVI'S POV
"And also don't you dare to manhandle me again or I'll not hesitate to destroy your little thingy down there." His jaw clenched at my words. I don't give a shit to him.
I ain't a rag doll that he'll drag me and then pin me against the wall. Although I got intimidated by his sudden acts, I'm not naive to obey him just because he said so.
He can give orders to whosoever he wants. But not me.
I saw him taking slow steps towards me but I didn't flinch and held my head high and stood right there. I would not give him the satisfaction of scaring me.
Although I admit I am a little bit scared. Who will not be? He looks scary as fuck.
He stopped an inch away from me , glaring into my eyes. I too am not less, I stood there ,looking straight into his eyes.
"Keep your sass in check , or it may cause you a lot of trouble." his voice came out as a whisper , sending shivers down my body. But I didn't choose to waver my gaze.
Am I going to get scared by his useless threats? Hell nah. I took a step closer to him. His head was bowed a little to reach my face as I'm a little shorter than him. Huhh , why does he has to be so tall?
"I love troubles", I said , my face holding a mocking smirk. Well I'm loving bruising his ego. He took me as someone who is a fragile doll, who'll be scared of his pig glare and fake threats.
Oh! How mistaken is he?
His jaw remained clenched. I mentally did a happy dance, being successful in pissing him off. I'm loving each and every bit of it.
With the last look I turned around, picked up my bag and went out of the corridor as soon as possible.
I went straight to the parking area. Ayush must be sitting there since there's still half an hour left before his class starts.
How can my day be so messed up?
I saw our car parked there. I reached there and knocked on the window. Ayush rolled down the glass. His face held an expression of shock. He came out of the car while putting his phone inside his pocket.
" Class gaye abhi ek ghanta hi hua , aur tum hath tudwa li apna." He mocked me while glancing at my bandaged right wrist.
(It's only been an hour since you went to class, and you've broken your hand)
Ye pit jayega mere se.
(He will get beaten up by me.)
" Chapad chapad jabaan mat chalao" I snapped at him. I'm tense already and this pig is making me more angry. He sighed and took hold of my wrist, examining it.
