Fake Love Story (Under Editing)

Chapter 53 - I Am The CEO!!

🍁"My Eyes Saw You,
But Damn,
Did My Soul Feel You?"🍁
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Chapter 53 - I Am The CEO!!

Shanaya's P.O.V.

I don't know how did I manage to hurt myself in the morning. The bed I slept was small and I've been used to a big bed. I didn't realise I'm sleeping on the edge and ended up falling down the bed. Being the clumsy one, I pulled down Kristein with me.

I groaned as my back hit the cold floor and it stings. I looked up to find Kristein towered over me. His both hands were keeping distance between us. My eyes widened and he smirked.

Really now? Can't my mornings be amazing just like we see in movies where I got up smiling, my hair properly combed, no oil on my face and happily stretching my body, I remove my quilt but none of this happens to me.

"Good morning Tweety", Kristein said. My cheeks heated up in embarrassment.

"Get up you stupid", I said pushing him. Can you move a solid rock? The answer is No.

"You're so heavy", I said when he didn't even move one inch.

"Do you want me to get up?", He smirked.

"No. I'm liking this position so much", I said rolling my eyes. He grinned.

"Same here. I don't have any problem", he chuckled.

"My back is already hurting so much. Don't hurt my head now", I glared at him and he smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry", He said and then he gets up. I too tried to get up but Kristein picked me up from the ground and made me lay on the bed on my belly side.

Thanks to the carpet spread next to my bed that I didn't break my backbone. I'd ended up harming one of my vertebrae for sure if it wasn't for this life-saving carpet.

"Are you ok?", I heard Kristein.

"Nope. It's hurting", I said closing my eyes. The pain intensified and a tear passed down my cheeks.

Kristein rummaged through the drawers of my room and took out a pain relieving ointment. I looked at him. He asked, "May I?".

I hesitantly nodded. The fact that he's a boy and I'm so not confident in revealing my body to him made my heart beat faster with anxiety. He walked to me and sat down near my back.

Slowly and steadily, he lifted up my top upto half way and my bare back was exposed. My hold on my pillow tightened. I felt his hand moving up and down my back massaging it and my breath stuck inside my throat. His touch sends shivers down my spine.

"Does this hurt here?", He asked.

"A bit down", I said and his hands moved down to the lowermost portion of my back.  My cheeks were on fire.

I looked back and saw him looking away with his hands moving up and down. He wasn't looking at my side. What is he? Am I not beautiful to be looked at? Or are we an Indian couple? Is he for real?