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And like a bloodthirsty vampire, I chased after him shouting, "you stay there! See what I've got to do!"
The poor lad ran across the master room to take cover behind the three-seater sofa. And I like a maniac I was, I laughed humorlessly, "what? Did you think a sofa can save you from me?"
"W-why? Wh-what have I ever done t-to you?" The servant boy yapped incredulously.
While I should have run out of the room when I was still having the chance, I couldn't stop myself from behaving like a deranged lady. Why? Because this guy across from me looked so much like Anand that it made me want to beat him up for no reason.
It was because of that asshole of Anand, I was having such a pitiable time at the office, and because of that sexy, arrogant, son of a bastard, I was a nutcase now.
It was an entirely different topic about me being crazy right from the start, but now I had become a violent lunatic because of that handsome jerk face!
"What have you done? You are asking me, what have you done!?!" I felt anger course through my body, "you first tell me what haveIdone to be locked up in here? And you are asking me what have you done! I swear I will beat you up, you rascal! This is all happening because of you!" I threatened him making his face grow paler than it already was. He had a clear question on his face unquestionably asking,'me?'
Guess, Aaryan was right after all... I was Harley Quinn crazy.
"Rynah!" A familiar powerful voice roared from the door making me freeze for another moment.
"Sir!" The servant cried in happiness as he ran towards the door while I turned around to face the devil himself. Good, now at least I could break the head of the devil rather than a human.
Viaan waved at the servant to leave while never breaking his eye contact with me. He had his eyebrows furrowed as we engaged in a staring competition. Save that, I was openly and defiantly scowling at him. It didn't matter how good he looked in that blue blazer.
It took me lesser time to react this time. With another war cry and a string of colorful profanities, I charged at him, ready to let the shower head kiss his forehead. Not so gently. Unlike the servants, he didn't run. Instead, he skillfully snaked his hand around my hand that held the shower head and held it away.
I tried to slap him using my other hand while my leg tried to knee him where the sun doesn't shine.
But he was too fast. It was like he had expected those moves. He blocked my attacks, caught the shower head and threw it away to let it fall with a loud clang on the floor before turning me around and lifting me off the ground by my waist. I was angry, and not being able to hurt the sexy devil made me livid.
I thrashed and hit and punched and kicked but it seemed like I was a mere child in his grip, "let me go, you bastard!" Yup, I was swearing openly at one of the most powerful men in the country, perhaps even the world. But can anyone blame me?
"Let me go!" I was full on screaming now, just wanting to damage his eardrums at the very least.
"Shut up!" He groaned as I continued to wriggle in his hold. I just did the opposite, I screamed my head off!
"For goodness sake!" He turned me around midair before pulling me flush against himself. My feet still dangling in the air. One of his arms held me like a vice, and his other hand gagged my mouth, "enough!"
It was he who had shouted now making me flinch. His voice held enough power to vibrate the air molecules around me. Well, that did a good job shutting me up.
"If you don't want to end up in an asylum after this mess, you better behave," he threatened calmly. He suddenly let go of me, making me stumble back a bit as he straightened his blazer. His eyes glaring holes into mine.
"If you cannot follow such a simple order, then I have other ways to get my work done. I don't need any more nuisance than you already are. So, behave and I shall let my brothers handle it. Or else I shall take the matter into my hands," with that said, he turned around elegantly as he had just asked for some directions from an old friend.
"Barbarian," I grumbled under my breath. He was just so barbaric! And arrogant! And jerk! And gosh!
He stopped in his track and didn't even care to look at me, "learn to hold your tongue, Ms. Kundra. It will save you a lot of trouble." And he resumed like he hadn't said a word.
I just let out an irritated scream. I so badly wanted to remove the rest of the shower heads in the house and beat the pulp out of him!
I hated him! I just hated him so much!
******
"I heard about your breakdown yesterday," I didn't turn to see the speaker. I didn't have to. I just continued to stare at the city out of the glass wall, still very much pissed at his brother. And even at him. It had been two days now. Two freaking days away from my family! Two freaking days since I was locked in this damn room! And this morning too, I was given another dose of tranquilizer after having a panic attack. I missed my family, I missed them terribly...
I heard him sigh at my lack of response but what can one expect from a girl after kidnapping her? That I would talk to him, joke around and behave as if nothing was wrong? Again, who did he think I was? An angel? I felt the bed dip a little but I didn't turn to see him. It was all his fault!
If he hadn't met me at Prerna's birthday, taken me to his house and introduced me to his family, I would be sleeping in my own bed right now.
"Rynah..." His voice pleaded, asking me to reply but I remained silent, so he continued, "we are doing our best in our search for the file. Anytime now and Viaan will let you go."
