As I was about to move my hand away from the tray Mr. Verma grabbed my hand in his. My eyes became wide at his action. How dare he to touch me without my permission?
What is he thinking about me?
I tried to pull my hand from his grip but everything went to vain. He made his grip tight not ready to leave my hand. The harder I pull my hand away the tighter he makes the grip. He was almost crushing my hand with his. It was hurting now.
"So soft" he muttered.
"I must say Mr. Malhotra your choice always amazes me. From a car to girls no one can match your level" he said looking at him with a smirk plastered on his face.
He again turned his head to me. With lusty eyes, he was practically eye-raping me. I was feeling disgusted. Don't he have ladies in his house.
I looked at him with hope in my eyes. He was also not saying anything to him. I am so stupid, how c
