"First time i was sorry, but this time i am not. Wanna take revenge on me Parth? Go ahead. Try me and believe me you will regret messing with me. You will regret that you met me. I'll be your nightmare Parth Maurya." Parth's fist tightened hard. Her eyes were full of anger and with disappointment. After all the worse things he had done to her, this is the only time she showed her hatred towards him. He very well knows that he deserves it. But, at that moment he realised that he can take anyone's loath but her. Even if she had a misunderstanding about him, he is at fault for starting such a thing. *** "You got all the rights to ask me any of your questions Nora. You got all the rights to order me to do anything for you. I want you to exercise such right of yours idiot. That would make me happy." Parth tenderly spoke. "Why? Why do i have such rights on you?" She asked. "Because i know except you no one was there, no one is here and no one ever will be there." ... "Parth i love you." "I already know that idiot." "Don't you ever think of leaving me alone." "I would rather die my love." *** Nora Steave, a big-time aloof, is a sixteen-year-old girl, an heir of Steve enterprises. In her life, she got what one desires the most and also what one hates the most. She had what those people fancy, but she also had to suffer from something which no one wanted. Parth Maurya, is a nineteen-year-old boy, is known not just for his powerful background but also for his tyrant behaviour. His life either revolved around his studies or business. He never cared about other things because he was left with nothing to love. Until she came into his life. *** Nora came back to her home country with her brother after a half-decade. After all the mishaps she could face in her life, she wanted a peaceful life to move on. However, things didn't go that way from the very first day of her college. Initially, it was all about hatred and bullying, however, one must pay the price of being a dickhead. He had never thought that those words would bite him back this hard. Even if there was no hatred left between them, that girl cared less about his feelings for her. The more he tries to get close to her, the more she expands the meaning of their friendship in her dictionary. After all the push and pull game, Parth understood his assignment. 'Need to strike hard.' #I only like happy stories with lots of dog food and possessiveness. (Not in a toxic way but in cute way). #I don't like stories with revenge, or hatred drama. Neither do I like humiliating stuff much. #The cover page is not mine. #Last but not the least, English is not my first language, so forgive me.
"Got scared?" His voice sounded hoarse.
"..." Nora blankly looked at him. She might be shocked by that sudden pull, but wasn't surprised to find Parth as her culprit.
She was very much angered by his move. Knowing that her brother got scared because of him, she wanted to punch that face, but also didn't want to make the same mistake again.
On the other hand, Parth got delighted by the change of her emotions in those few seconds. Initially he could see that she definitely wanted to slap him again but next second she ignored her fuming emotion and got all calmed as if it's normal between them.
Ignoring his curiosity, Parth spoke again. "What were you so happy about?"
"..."
Nora could feel his warm breath on her forehead. Her forehead only reaches to his chin. The closeness between them made it look as if he was hugging her. Their closeness was too much to handle for her. Inhaling deep she asked.
"Can you please stand away from me first?"
"Not so surprised by me? So you still remember me huh? But not so soon girl. I have got a lot to do first." Her casual reaction, not raising any question of his identity or of his actions, clearly tells that she remembers their little first interaction, and who he is.
Not caring about the spectators they are having, he bent little to her face level before whispering. "To tell you the truth, I was waiting for you only. Curious why?"
"..."
"Let me tell you then. To give you a little spice in your happy go lucky life I am here."
"..."
Parth wanted to see her emotions, her reaction to his words, but all she gave in return was her silence and blank look.
By now someone else would have got irritated by her silence, but unknown to others, Nora wasn't silent because of any arrogance or anything but was silent because she was speechless.
His voice seemed too familiar to her. Last time she felt the same, but only now she remembered why it sounded familiar to her and where she heard that voice before.
With her face, her mind also went blank. She couldn't decide how to react anymore. Him standing right in front of her to take revenge on her is making her regret her past actions. She wasn't ready for this revelation.
Parth is no one but her rescuer. The one who helped her twice. Because of whom she took those two important decisions. The one she was looking for. Her fist tightened to control herself from saying anything.
Unconsciously Nora kept looking at his face. Parth got disturbed by her behaviour. She was staring at him, as if she was scanning him inside out.
Squinting his eyes, he shook away those feelings and discontentedly spoke. "What? Now that you realise who I am, you want to try seducing? So typical."
Somewhere he built Nora's image different from those oblivious girls. The thought of her being the same to them was a disappointment to him.
His words brought her back to reality. Backing away from him she looked away.
"..." Nora said nothing. His words don't hurt her. She knows that's how every rich man would think, if a girl would stare at him like this.
"Talk to me girl. What happened? No more defence for yourself or something? Come on, push me or just slap me the way you did last time." He provokingly smirked.
"Just do whatever you want and leave." Nora gritted her teeth with frustration.
With a click of his tongue to show his disappointment he whispered closely again. "Guts? Huh? Looks like you didn't notice the spectators we are having. Look around and tell me again, can I do whatever I want?"
The reality hit her hard. Nora's attention straight away shifted from Parth to her surroundings more. No matter how many things were going, her eyes always stayed vigilant, except this time.
Not for a second she noticed the change around her. Their closeness wasn't just irking her, but also bringing whole corridors attention to them.
People around them have stopped all their work as if they were enchanted by Parth and by all his every action. As if time has stopped for all of them and the only thing important to them left was to see Parth and Nora.
But above all what was itching her was her mask which was not upto her nose, clearly showing half of her face. And the next thing was their closeness.
Other than with her brother, Nora never got this close to anyone. Her fist tightened with impatience. Her eyes turned cold with his behaviour. Closing her eyes for a few seconds she warned him again.
"Get away." She was trying her best to control her hastened movement.
Her desire wasn't hidden from Parth's eyes. Her fuming cheeks only got his amusement. He never saw such fierce eyes before. Those eyes were not just angered but cold too. She clearly desires that distance away from him.
He had just believed that she would be like all the girls, when her reaction changed her image in his eyes again. But, unfortunately for Nora, that look in her eyes makes Parth more excited to mess with her.
His heart knows one thing that Nora wasn't all wrong last time, but his revenge is inevitable. Now he doesn't want to punish her or get her rusticated from the college, but only wants to play with her until she accepts her defeat with her ego. He had never felt this way for anyone before. But having already so much in mind, he was unmindful enough about his behaviour for her.
"Little girl you started it. Let me finish it at least. You thought I forgot you?"
"I care less what you wanna do. Just get away from me."
"Oh don't worry. I want the same. But before that just let me play with your hair once."
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