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Part 28

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Point of view: Bela's POV....

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Why the hell was he following me? I just told him my actual approach before entering mall because I don't like it when someone curses me.... And then after buying some gifts we rushed for airport so that we won't miss our flight..... And thankfully we didn't.... We are in our flight.... And it has been an hour since it took off.... And Mr. Jerk Sehgal is making me get an adrenaline rush again and again.... I think some spirit is controlling him.... Some evil power or some ghost.... Because he is acting really wierd....

Let me tell what exactly happened.... At airport when we were rushing towards counters, I just slipped there when he actually helped me by saving me from falling.... If it would be Mahir only then he would have let me fall.... But he didn't.... Then another wierd thing happened.... When he checked our seats I saw he has got the window seat reserved in his name while I got the next seat beside him.... Let me tell I love window seats.... So I was just looking at it when god knows why he asked, "Do you want to get window seat?" He is not Mahir.... He just can't be.... I refused that it's fine and I don't want it.... But then he sat on my seat already and signed me to get window seat.... And then to my utter shock.... He helped me to put my handbag in the storing bin.... Yes.... He is not Mahir.... He just can't be.... And I am scared.... Of ghosts.... Holy Christ.... Please save me....

As I was engrossed in my thoughts I felt a head slightly resting on my shoulder.... I was shocked and scared at the same time and I turned to took there.... No way in the fucking hell.... God no.... What is this...? Jerk is resting his head on my shoulder.... He is not Mahir.... When I looked towards his face to see his expressions, I got slightly relieved.... Okay he is sleeping.... This is at least bearable that he is sleeping that's why he unintentionally rested his head on my shoulder.... Obviously last night he couldn't have slept properly since he brought me with him.... But why am I being so caring towards him.... No Bela.... Stop being caring....

"You are still being caring.... You are still not jerking his head away from your shoulder.... " , My subconscious from the lowest part of my head, may be from medulla oblongata told me while being irked at me....

"No I don't care about him.... Yes I am jerking his head away.... Wait...." , I told my subconscious....

I closed my eyes for a second and I was about to jerk his head away when I felt like opening my eyes.... As soon as I opened my eyes, they fell on his lips.... Which were pouted in an adorable way.... He is sleeping so peacefully.... I.... I don't....

"You don't want to wake him up? Why?" , My sub-concious is back....

"Because.... He was wide awake last night.... For me.... So... May be... Let him sleep no.... What is bothering to me about him?"

"Exactly..... You are not bothered.... So let him sleep.... But only after jerking his head away.... You are not his cushion or something I guess?"

"But he will be disturbed...."

"And you won't be able to see his babylike pout if that happens... Right?"

"Shut up.... What are you saying?"

"You like him...."

"No..."

"Yes..."

"It's nothing like that...."

"Then why were you staring at him in the morning?"

"I... I Don't... Don't know"

"You like him babes"

"No I don't...."

"Yes you do...."

"Fuck off" , I cursed my subconscious and washed my thoughts away....

My eyes were wandering here and there and then towards him again and again.... So to wash my thoughts away, even I tried to sleep.... I wasn't able to lie straight so I rested my head on his head only to make him move slightly.... He fidgeted while sleeping and lied straighted finally not resting his head on my shoulder.... I sighed in relaxation but before I could have got comfortable on my seat, he startled me since his left arms suddenly was wrapped around my waist pulling me towards him and my head was now resting on his chest and he was holding me like I am his teddy or something.... I tried to move away but he is stronger than he looks so I just couldn't.... As I was tired of my struggles to get out of his hold, finally my thoughts were slipping out of my mind and sleep took over me....

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I woke up out of the blue when plane had some turbulence.... I opened my eyes, then I looked out of the window but I couldn't get any update just with the mere view.... I turned my eyes towards him to find him already staring at me.... I couldn't move my gaze away when our eyes met.... But as soon as I realised our positions I jerked myself away from him.....

"What?" , I asked looking at him....

"You were sleeping so I thought not to wake you up...."

"Thanks for your favour Mr. Sehgal.... But for you kind of information you slept first.... That too while resting your head on my shoulder...."

"Yeah sorry...." , He mouths....

"Mahir are you all right? Are you okay?"

"Why what happened?"

"You are saying sorry too often.... Also you.... You are being nice to me.... Out of the blue.... Why tho?"

"Please don't ask me that.... Leave it.... I just lack the energy to argue with you just now.... Also plane will land in approx 20 minutes.... So please"

He is not fine.... I am sure.... Either he is having fever or he is having multiple personality disorder about which he is not telling me.... And even worse.... May be I was right.... Some spirit has taken control over him.... Goddamn.... I don't even know any ghostbuster.... God.... What am I gonna do?

Mahir please.... In your case it's the Scarier the merrier.... I can't even imagine of you being nice to me.... God.... I am sure he will give me a heart attack soon....

Plane landed pretty soon.... And now I am following Mahir when he is leading the way with a deadpan expression plastered on my face.... I am actually scared of ghosts....

"I have a meeting Bela.... Please hurry up....", He said after turning towards me for a second....

He called me Bela not bitch.... Mumma I am gonna cry now.... As we reached the exit and our car already arrived with his driver, he went ahead.... And since he is being nice to me I expected him to open the car door for me too.... But.... Thankfully he didn't.... Now I am confused.... Finally I saw that glint of the jerk he actually is back in him.... And I would thank god for this....

We reached his penthouse then in sometime.... Then I straightaway went to our room to put my luggage in.... Then I went to freshen up myself.... After freshening up I came out and I found Mahir there who was sitting on bed while looking towards me....

"What?" , I shrugged my shoulders asking him....

"Um... Nothing.... Your coffee is kept there on the dining table.... I had mine since I was having a headache.... And I going to freshen up myself...."

Saying this he took a towel and went towards washroom....

What the fuck just happened? No even this can't happen.... From the day I shifted to his penthouse.... He only decided that I won't cook for him and he won't cook for him.... We might be living under same roof but he won't do or accept favours.... But.... What did he do just now? Coffee? For me? No.... Thinking this I went towards dining area to actually find a cup of coffee there.... Okay he wasn't kidding that he made coffee for me.... But I really doubt you Mr Sehgal.... From the time I am being with you, I can blindly say that you can't poison my coffee to take your revenge.... Haha.... Your tricks are the childish ones.... Then what is this....

I was scared but still I took the cup in my hand and got seated on a chair.... I placed the cup to my lips to take a sip.... God.... Now I know why he made me a coffee.... He made black coffee.... Can you believe? BLACK COFFEE... Which is worse than poison at least for me.... I hate it.... But I won't let Mr. Jerk think that I can't have it.... I can....

As I was sipping it while making faces.... He came out.... For a change not shirtless.... Not like I don't like seeing him shirtless though....

"Bela stop being a pervert...." , My subconscious yells at me to which I giggle because I just can't help it.... I can bet that every normal girl on this planet would love to see him shirtless.... God... Please help me to get out of this shamelessness....

"You are staring", he mouths as I was lost in my thoughts while looking at him....

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