Love @ First Sight

Abheer

I was sick. Mentally sick.

I feel disturbed even  though I am far from her. Right now I'm disturbed sitting in cabin doing nothing simply stressing myself on that girl Afsha. What the hell my brain is doing with me.

I steady myself to go out as i walked out i saw Afsha in reception area. Fighting with the receptionist God knows for what.

I walked backward leaning myself behind the wall to watch her. To watch her actions.

Let me go. Afsha screamed pointing finger on her

Sorry mam i cant allow you because you don't have  particular identity. Receptionist said  in her professional tone.

"I said. I know your boss. I think its enough for the valid reason". She said banging her fist on the reception.

Sorry mam. Receptionist replied calmly again.

"Sorry mam ki bacchi"  Iam his Mrs and if i want i can fire you right now. Afsha said snapping  finger at her face.

I looked at her in surprise. She was being cute. Fighting with her using my name as her weapon. Although she is trying to be scary but alas.

Guards. Receptionist yelled for guards totally irked by Afsha.

Afsha burst out in anger ready to punch receptionist on her nose.

I laughed on her act. She looked so adorable while threatening receptionist that i flicker at her.

I suppressed my laugh and walked towards them before Afsha could create a huge scene with her punching stuff.

What are you doing here. I asked Afsha holding her wrist dragging her to my cabin.

She jerked at my touch.

I- i --i She stammered

Will you tell me the reason today? I asked pinning her on the wall between my arms.

She was shivering in fear. Her fear was crystal clear to me

I just looked straight deep inside her eyes. She was blinking too much does it says that i make her nervous??   

A small smile crept on her lips. And here goes my heart accelerating as soon as she smile.

Her fear was gone and she looked calm.

I turned to other side not sure what was happening with me. I was here to make her feel disgusted and i was feeling pleasure on her smile.

Shitt shitt shitt.. i muttered annoyingly pressing my temple.

I brought tiffin for you. I heard her saying stuttering bit less

I don't eat Lunch. I said  Casually

What? Really? She asked surprised facing me with a glimpse of caring anger

I gave her cold look for her friendly behaviour.

Umm- i mean. You must eat lunch. Skipping Lunch will not do any good to you. She said opening the tiffin box behaving like typical Indian wife.

Why she is pretending to care so much?? OH! may be she had poisoned the food.

I held her arm tightly piercing my strong fingers into it.

She hissed in pain closing her eyes.

What have you added in it?? I asked through gritted teeth sounding more dangerous as possible.

Its just a food Abheer. She said still with her closed eyes.

No. C'mon Make me believe. I growled loosing the hold.

She opened her eyes as soon as i left her. I saw tears rushing inside her eyes. 

Eat. I snarled loudly and she shivered again in fear opening the tiffin with her trembling fingers.

Tears started dripping from her eyes as she took a bite of food.

She ate without any hesitatation. 

2 minutes, 5 minutes and nothing happend to her. She was fine. She brought lunch for me. She actually care me. Why?? Why??

It angered me. It angered me a lot.

I instantly hold her neck pushing her with force but a wall back at her stopped her.

She started coughing and nothing inside me pitied her.

Abheer. She whispered struggling for air.

Her voice was so soothing that i loosen the grip.

Why are you being good Afsha?? Why are you making it harder for me. I yelled at her painfully

You Hate me right?? Tell me you hate me. I shouted at her and all she did was staring back at me.

Flush your hate in gutter.

Gosh I HATE YOU.