PART 3 :
The minute the Assembly was over , he marched into his Room, her memories playing in his perverted mind, she was toppling over like a chalthi phirthi disaster, she finally made way to his Room to apologise for running late, the minute she entered he made up a strange straight face like nothing mattered , his face was beyond any expression. She struggled to stay silent and finnaly he spoke ,
“don’t you have manners ?”
“What did I do Sir”
“Running late to Assembly on the very first day of your inception and what manners would you instill upon the children if you yourself need moral policing all the time around”
Her jaw dropped into a big O as how he could threaten her like this, this was so not appropriate.
He was trying hard to concentrate between her looks and his anger, his anger had taken the upper hand though, her face was more than mesmerizing. HE found it hard to vocalize, well this beauty was something he hadn’t dreamt about Maan Singh Khurana had everything at his disposal, he never had to choose between two things in life cos it was always the perfect that he stumbled upon, this Lady was definitely going to make him break his promises and rules, if alone he could actually what love is, with Muskan it was different they were like buddies, shared every single secrets it was like they both were meant to be, he would read her mind and she would cater to his all needs, if that was love then what was this restlessness, he really needed to redefine his definition, trying to calm himself ignoring to look into her eyes he spoke again,
“Am so disappointed with you Ms.Khan, couldn’t you’ve had a little bit respect when the National Anthem was played“, he stressed on the Word Khan and wished the Earth would consume him the very instant to have outrightly offended her.
She held her head low, still struggling to stand straight, she was almost wagging her body that meant no less than seduction, he was definitely having a hard time. He was trying hard not to focuss, when she almost leaped into his arms clinged to him tight, , jumping over him like an animal, he was bewildered or say shocked at her behaviour. Her legs encircled his kness, she was clinging on to him like how a snake on a tree lying loosely but gripping. He closed his eyes at her scent, she was tempting and her ways were making it even more tempting, he had to put her down when she shouted for a no, it took him few minutes to grasp the situation it was then he saw a cockroach run throught the carpets outside the door , so this creature had hold her captive and un attentive, he almost chuckled imagining to see her starian the way she was doing during the assembly, Man poor girl was having a tough time , with cockroach leisuring around her body, he couldn’t help but giggle.
She stepped out and away, his words were like dragger, and out of pure disgust she spoke the next set of words which pricked him harsher, ” My name is Khan and am not a Traitor, ” He could clearly see how deeply she had taken his verbal assault. She went on ” Let me see someday if you could stand still while an arthropod feeds your skin when the Anthem is played and that time you cant say My name is khurana and am not a Traitor, she stressed on the Traitor word and left the room in silence, it was when the door flung open that she saw Muskan, though Muskan couldn’t identify her without the Veil but she very well did.
PRECAP : The Engagement Invitation!