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I clutched my dress in my hands as if Manik will remove them if I won't protect it.

"W...why?"

He lifted his hand and trailed his finger over the hem of my dress. "I don't like you wearing, this."

What does it mean? I felt the cotton fabric and I realised he was speaking about the uniform. Ah! He didn't want me to see in this uniform just like my father.

"Use words, dude. It's uniform not this or remove your clothes." I said trying to relax.

"Speak only after you remove it."

"But..."

"Not even a minute." He was stubborn.

"Really?" I was stubborn too and decided to speak without changing this uniform. "I will speak wearing this uniform."

He stared at me slightly flaring his nose. I punched him in his chest with the same matching anger.

"What happened Manik? Are you getting angry? Then what happened to this anger while you were kicking Harshad out of this house?"

"You are getting under my skin now, Nandini. Go and burn this thing." He said rubbing his neck.

"No. I won't listen to you. If you know how to be angry over this little scene of uniform then you must also know how to be angry at that Bullock Cart. But nah, you just let him go out of this house."

"I banished him out of my territory. That's a punishment, too."

"That is nothing! You have to shoot him on his head. Tapak. Tapak. Tapak." I said mimicking the gun sounds. "If I am not a princess I would have shot him as soon as I saw him sitting in your chair."

"Being a Boss isn't easy. Didn't you see my mother slashing her wrists? I can't lose another life from this Empire." He kept his hands inside his pockets. "Hundreds of crooks can be forgiven but one innocent shouldn't get punished."

"Your mother is not innocent. The moment she spoke such words against you made me so angry that she lost her respect. Actually, it would be easier if you shoot her as well. You need not hear her stupid stories about her angel son." I said in a go but my anger isn't subsided.

"Yeah, this is the only thing left to hear. Someone who let a manipulator out of a dungeon with 25 million is now lecturing me about punishment." He replied.

"Navya is just a pawn. She did what her mother told her and she is not as evil as that Bullock Cart." I defended.

"She and a pawn? She manipulated your entire life and made you so naive that you can't even understand how the world works. It's a lifetime impact on you, Nandini. She destroyed a princess life of yours." He yelled. "If not for the rules of this Empire I would have shot her dead."

"Ofcourse, you can shoot someone over a small mistake but you can't shoot Harshad." I frowned. "Wait. Harshad is the brother of the Mafia Boss but Navya is just a maid. Isn't it? That's the reason her life is meaningless while that Bullock Cart got much importance."

He knitted his eyebrows. "So, that's what you think of me, Nandini? That I am partial towards my own people?" He pulled me closer by my arms and spoke into my face. "Each and every person living or dead is important to me, which includes you, my mother, Alya, Cabir. And that maid of yours disturbed your life, she must be punished for life and not win a reward."

I stared at him in disbelief.

"Then what about that Bullock Cart, huh?" I questioned trying to free myself from his hold. "He sat on your chair, he claimed himself to be the Boss, he said you will die, he took the help of Rathore's to stab you, he stole my jewellery and blamed it on me. Are these not enough to kill him? For me the first point itself is enough."

"Are we going back to the beginning? I don't have to hear from you about punishment when you have freed your maid devoid of punishment. And for heavens sake stop wearing the uniform. You are a princess, so behave like one."

We both stomped our feet at once on the floor and marched to the opposite sides unable to argue more and hurt each other. He shut the bedroom door and walked out of our room while I ran into the shower and shut the bathroom door.

I turned the shower and let the warm water fall on my warm body.

Stupid. Stupid. Manik is stupid. He should have been in my place and understand how it felt seeing that Bullock Cart roaming in this mansion.

I took the shower gel and lathered it on the loofah. On top of that, Niyonika is a walking cringe. She believes that Bullock Cart over Manik. The same Manik, who didn't shoot Harshad, who tried to kill him just because he respected his mother.

I stopped rubbing the loofah over my body in the middle as realisation struck me.

Ofcourse, Manik as a Boss doesn't do things without a thought and if he didn't shoot Harshad it's not because he had partiality towards his brother but he was weakened by his mother. Her helpless pleas as a mother must have stopped him.

I immediately turned the shower and let the water clean all the soap residue from my body. Manik was in a difficult situation and tried his best to bring justice as a Boss and a son. That's the reason he banished Harshad from his Empire, the second cruel punishment according to Malhotra Empire after killing.

Stupid. Stupid. It's me and not him. Why must I meddle into his business? Why can't I shut my mouth? I was never into artillery so it would be best if I stayed away from the Mafia world. But no, at the end I have to hurt Manik, like everyone.

What have I done?

I wore his robe and ran into the closet, trailed my fingers over his clothes and picked his black hoodie which slid on me with comfort. It reached below my knees which provides the much needed warmth.

I walked out as fast as I could to meet Manik. I have to tell him that I am sorry and understand his point of view. I was so stupid to accuse him instead of understanding his actions.

I turned the door knob and opened it. To my surprise the door was being opened on the other side with stronger pressure and I slipped. I was about to kiss the ground but a heavy pair of arms prevented it by holding my waist. I don't need to open my eyes to figure who it was as I was so used to his touch. But still I opened them to not miss the visual of his face looking down at me.

As I imagined he was already staring at me with so much concern in his expressive eyes. The wind was slightly blowing from the opened door making his hair move over his forehead covering the knife marks over his forehead. My eyes travelled down from his eyes to nose and stopped as I reached to his lips. Those lips.

Unknowingly I bit my lips remembering the kiss we shared on the New Year's Eve. The thought alone brought heat to my cheeks and I am sure they must be red by now.

I immediately came out of his hold and stood up trying to fix my hair behind my ears. What type of thoughts am I having these days? Argh!

Manik cleared his throat and I faced him.

"I have to say something to you." We both said at once.

"It's okay, you speak first." We said it at the same time once again and we shared a laugh.

That sound as he laughed became my favourite, I am not sure when, but it did and I do not regret it.

"I am sorry." He said bringing me out of my thoughts.

"What?"

"I should not have said all those words earlier to you. I should know that it wasn't easy to punish someone who you grew up with despite the amount of hurt they gave you. Especially, you, a kind hearted soul would not even harm your former assigned friend. I should have understood your perspective before passing those remarks." He had an apologetic face while uttering all these words.

These were the exact words I wanted to say to him. It is exactly how I felt as I regretted everything I spoke rashly at him. We both were thinking of the other person and regretted hurting each other.

He is a precious man!

Manik. My Manik. Now I dare to tell me otherwise.

I immediately hugged him taking him by surprise as he raised his hands but didn't wrap them around me. The next second he wrapped his arms and pulled me closer to his body.

"Thank you for changing, this suits you more." He said and lifted my chin with his fingers to face him. "My heart breaks many times seeing you in those uniforms. You must never get such situations in your life, you are a princess. I will make sure you stay as one till my last breath."

I didn't know if I must blush so bad with the intensity of his words or get emotional with his promise. He wants to protect my rank even in his last breath and those thoughts created a lump in my throat. My eyes misted and I buried my face into his chest.

He pulled me even more closer of it was possible and rubbed my back while cooing me.

Manik.

My heart chanted his name. I want to stay like this forever in his arms.

I lifted my head as I heard someone coughing outside of the room.

It was Cabir.

As soon as he got Manik's attention he spoke with no feeling. "You said you would blow Nandini's head if you find out she stole the map causing the mishap of our security. Prove it."

Well, looks like I have to search for  Castor Oil for Cabir.

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What will Manik do now? Will he do his duty as a Boss?

What will happen next?

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