Do we love each other?

Revenge

( Last night ):

Armaan's POV:

I came back to my house and the scene which was happening caught my attention.

Anya was sitting on her car's top and drinking alcohol.

" You! Armaan Malhotra, I will fucking kill you. You want to marry me, right? You think me as a doll, right? Ok, then I will be an Annabelle doll." She said while looking at the house and drank another sip of alcohol. A smile formed on my lips.

" Ma'am, please, you need to go." I saw the guards trying to ask her to leave but this girl, she was not listening to anyone. A guard tried to step on the bonnet to reach her.

" You! Don't dare to come. Otherwise I will throw this bottle on you." She said while showing him the bottle.

The guard didn't listened and tried to take her.

She throw the bottle on one of my cars, making it break. The guard immediately got off. All of them looked at her in scare.

I saw mine other brilliant guards standing at the side.

" Why are you standing here?" I asked them coldly.

" Sir, we cannot drag a women. And she is not ready to listen, if we are trying to touch her, she is telling us laws, and we tried to take forcefully too but she is hitting us with bottles, she even broke one person's head."

No wonder, this unique item is mine.

She stood on the car.

All the guards were terrified.

She again threw a bottle on my car which she had already broken.

" I hate you, Armaan Malhotra."

" If you want to marry me, then get ready for the hell." She shouted.

Well, no wonder in anger she looks hot and cute at the same time. I should be angry instead I am smiling. I hide my smile and went towards her.

She looked at me.

" Armaan." And blinked at me.

" How?" She started thinking looking at the house and me. She is really thinking I came from my house.

" Come down, Anya." I said in a strict tone and but she being she said," No."

Everyone looked at her with shock because no one, I repeat no one ever had the audacity to say me no.

She sat on the car top again.

" Mera chain-vain sab ujda
Jaalim nazar hata le
Ho.. Mera chain-vain sab ujda
Jaalim nazar hata le
Barbaad ho rahe hain ji
Barbaad ho rahe hain ji
Tere apne shehar wale" She started singing and dancing. While she was dancing I pointed everyone to leave and they all left. Seeing her dance is only my privilege no one other than me can see that.

I rubbed my head with thumb finger and index finger with a smile on my face. Oh my god, she is such a drama queen.

" Anya please neeche aa jau." I said with a soft voice.

" Nahi pehle aap mujhe dhamkao, subhe ki dhamki se pet nahi bara." She said with a sarcastic smile.

" Pata hai apko na match maker hona chahiye, kaha yeh Gunda gardi mein aa gaye, jabardasti shadi Kara kar famous aur Ameer dono ho jate." She again taunted me.

" Taras nahi aata meri shakal dekh ke. Do din se chain se soyi bhi nahi payi hoo Mai. Manti hoon mein bhoot khubsoorat hoon, talented hoon, intelligent hoon, par iska yeh matlab thodi na hain, aap merse jabardasti shadi karenge."