TWENTY TWO

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Getting down the first thing she did was to look for dado who was not present on the dinning table which made her frown, catching Mustafa's lies.

She was climbing stairs again to call Murat when she bumped into Mustafa which unbalanced her to fall but he was quick to hold her wrist and pulled her towards himself, saving her from falling down which would have injured her a lot.

"Ouch...."

Her head bumped into his hard chest when he was pulling her towards himself to save her.

"What are you made of.... FREAKING BRICKS OR CEMENT?"

She groaned rubbing her forehead to which he could only smile amusedly at her response.

"Is this the way to say thank you! to someone who just saved you ?"

He teased, which made her stop rubbing her forehead and scowl at him.

"I never asked you to save me. In fact, it would have been better for me to fall down, rather getting saved by you."

She angrily replied to which he grinned and leaned towards her face making her cower back towards the