Ananya's POV
I looked up to find him standing in front of me with his hands folded and his cold stares on me. All the color of my face drained.
A smirk was plastered on his face. He was not looking less than a devil. That smirk always threatens me to the core.
I turned around to run again for my dear life. Tears were now pricking into my eyes daring to spill out of them.
I was not able to take even a single step before he snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me towards him. My back collided with his front with extreme force.
"What do you thought that I would let you run from me this easily? Huh?" He grazed his nose on my neck.
God, please save me from this devil!
His calmness scares me more than his wrath. It always feels like a silence before the storm. At present, I just want to hide somewhere.
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