"Listen, Mrs. Aadhya Shivansh Khurana, even if I don't touch you for seven lifetimes, it doesn't mean I'll allow anyone else to touch you."
Seven lifetimes?
He's just touching me now, and I can't deny it's affecting me. But I know I can't lose to him. Not ever.
I closed my eyes to regain my composure. If I stayed silent, he would think he had won.
Opening my eyes, I met his light brown ones, which seemed to hold a glimmer of something... admiration? No, it wasn't admiration.
"If that's how it's going to be, then I don't need your permission to let any other man touch me," I said, my voice steady.
As soon as the words left my mouth, I felt him leaning closer. A shiver ran down my spine when his teeth grazed my neck. I tilted my head to give him better access.
Wait, I need to push him away...
My thoughts were interrupted as his breath brushed against my ear.
"Try me, Mrs. Khurana, and I'll show you the best way to meet death."
His romantic threat was nothing to me. I wasn't afraid of him or his touch.
And I was ready to deliver a blow to his bruised male ego.
"Try you? Try me, Mr. Khurana. I'll bury your body in such a beautiful place that even your soul won't find a spot in hell."