Locked By Heart. (Slow updates) (On Hold)

Part 04 : She is feisty!

Heya people! Let's get inside the very short update.

Here we go,

The awkward moment continued since Swara had to stay back and complete get pending work.

Sanskar hadn't given a single glance to her after that uncertain kiss of them and was too busy in his work. His expression was cold, and the rare smile he used to passed till last few days was totally gone. And it was her mistake. She wouldn't have done that.

Even though she didn't want to feel bad but she did. His missing smile made her guilty but she shrugged those thoughts, recalling the way he talked to her, behaved with her.

Swara Malhotra wasn't used to his freaking way of talking and she gave him in return whatever he deserved.

'Then why are you feeling guilty?' Her inner sense voiced out.

'His missing smile shouldn't bother you!' She tried to concentrate on her works but her damn mind.

'She is bothered though!'......'And she should be.'

'But it was her fault, she is the one...... ' Another voice rang in her mind but she had enough.

"Oh! Just shut the hell up." She shrieked getting up from her place.

The next moment realization hit her as she looked at Sanskar who started at her, plastering his blank mask. Shit! It felt horrible.

"I'm... M... Sorry!" She sat down on her place again being embarrassed of her own act. She murmured something.

Sanskar didn't avert his gaze from her. He couldn't understand the strange girl sitting in front of him. His intention wasn't to stare her. Not at all. He looked at her doing something. She was massaging her wrist continuously. Why? And then he realised. She was hurt! Because of him.

His eyes darkened as his palm formed to a fist to suppress his anger. He was angry, damn angry on himself for hurting her...... For losing control over himself and scaring the hell out of that little girl. He didn't want to kiss her. Or did he? Letting out a frustrated sigh he leaned on his chair, inhaling deep breaths to calm himself down.

Why on earth he lost his control before some minutes ago. Why he found it too hard to hold himself back but kissing her those luscious lips.

'Damn! You are again being a asshole!' His eyes shut close tightly as his breaths became more heavier.

It had been not even few months since he was working with her and he already started missing her presence. Last three days he couldn't visit office because of his back to back meetings and for heaven's sake he missed irritating her..... He missed her making faces. He was hopelessly ridiculous.
He denied the fact that her presence mattered to her.

"Yes! It doesn't matter!" He said to himself.

'It does Sunny boy!' The irritating voice was back.

He remembered the moment when he called her and invited to his place. He just couldn't help out. Either to saw her or to made her work, in both way he needed her..... Her presence... It did matter but his big fat ego was reluctant to accept it.

Many a times he had glanced over her appetite while she was busy in working. She had no idea what her bare legs were doing to him.

''What the fuck is needed to wear such short skirts?" He groaned looking instantly at her crossing legs. Moreover her top, it was revealing most of her belly.