||Nandini||

"I should resist all my distressing emotions to achieve liberty"

''How did this happen?'' Leela Chechi (sister) questions wrapping a clean cloth around the young master's head to stop the bleeding as he's passed out on his bed. "Did you hit him?"

I almost laugh, it'd take me a hundred lashes to get him to this state.

Nodding negatively with a small smile, I try to wash off the blood stains he caused on my half saree. What did he do to bleed this much? This isn't the first time I've seen him with a head bruise, last time it was a bump. Is this guy sane?

His skin glows as the sun beams on that golden skin tone. How peaceful! Slumber has soaked him in this glamorous aura. I desire to hold that charmingness in my bare palm- Ah! Nandini, get a hold of yourself,

He's. a. Pervert. He. Is. A. Jerk. He. Is. A. Ruthless. Man.

Get those words into your dumb head girl. Who am I to blame? he does look handsome in certain angles.

After comfortably tugging him into his mattress, Leela Chechi (sister) and I make our way out. But I'm halted in my path by a hand that grasps me.

"Please stay" I turn around to the plea.

Didn't know, I'd ever hear a 'please' from him.

Leela looks over at me, "I reckon you stay and look over young master"

I huff regretting admiring the freak a while ago, now I'm stuck here. This is what happens when you ogle at a Jerk. "Leela chechi (sister), Leela chechi (sister) my dear Leela Chechi (sister) please let me go, you stay, yeah?" 

His grip tightens and I resolutely exhibit dismay—this guy. Leela Chechi (sister) smiles strolling away.

Why am I ill-fated?

He pulls me towards his bed after Leela Chechi's (sister's) departure. I swear, I'll murder this guy if he makes a move on me.

I position myself on his bed, next to his head. Though the bed is comfy, the feeling of spartan takes over me as he nuzzles his head onto my lap. I let out a groan in frustration. I am despising each moment now.

A whole minute passed by seeming like an eternity. There's no movement from his side, maybe he fell asleep. I carefully try to scoot off his head onto the pillow to free myself but the motion wakes him, at least so I thought until realising otherwise.

"I am sorry" he mumbled, his eyes wide open devoid of drowsiness. "I'm sorry I crashed into you and ruined your day"

He is....what?

His words take me by surprise, did he actually say that? I pinch myself to break out of my reverie. But the instance flashed crystal clear in front of me. His eyes assuringly search for mine as I process his words.

He's not sane, maybe he lost too much blood to think straight.

"My head hurts" he whines. How wouldn't it, "Can you try palpating it?......please" 

My mind hasn't yet adjusted to his golden words when he takes my hand and places it over his head. Contact with his smooth silky hair sends shivers through my veins. Why is my body reacting this way? I slowly with much care caress through his bruised noggin, he whines in pain. 

"How bad is it?" he only smiles at my question.

But that smile has such an influence on me, I feel my heart skip a beat at it, my insides kindle with unsolicited emotions, involuntarily I plaster my face with a grin. A grin that showcased compassion, a grin of total understanding that I was slowly and painfully falling into this love-hate game.

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