Kiss of Courtesy

Sooner or later, Uncle Adi would know about today's incident, and she would have to answer if he asked. She could not say the truth in details, that would complicate the situation even more.

She bit her lips as she thought what should she say. If she were to lie and say everything was good, then Albert's selfish purpose would be succeeded. And after figuring out his intentions and bad approaches, she could not let that happen. Atleast, she would not let anybody use her to hop on his good books.

But a more serious matter was there. She had started feeling hungry, and she had left all the cashes on the table she had.

Mantisha smacked her head. "You silly! Who asked you to be so angry over something that you gave even the last cent you had! This is already the end of the month, and now you have to spend from the amount you supposed to save. At this rate, when will you save enough to move out by yourself!"

Mantisha felt the grumbling of her stomach. So she decided to withdraw a little bit of cash and by some junk food to keep her stomach filled, then buy ticket and go to the museum by herself.

After withdrawing cash, she went to a convenience store and bought a drink and a cream filled bun. Then sat on a chair placed in front of the store and started munching it.

"May I sit here?"

An abrupt voice came across from her.

***

"Why the hell you're still not conceiving?"

*SLAP*

"You bi*ch! What tricks did you play?" A man sitting on the top of her, slapped her hard. By the intensity of it, her head tilted aside. With buzzing ears, her face felt like burning. She could feel that a warm liquid was filling her mouth. She gritted her teeth to endure the pain hard. The metalic taste of it made her realise that the wounds inside of her mouth was opened again. But still, the physical pain could not exceed the mental torture she was suffering.

She held back her tears as the thought of betrayal filled her stomach. She did not want to shed tears at all, not in front of a person like him whom she only think as a molester, offender, and a psychopath, who was blinded by rage.

To control her emotions, she bit her lips hard. So hard that it almost bled. Lying down in the bed, she clenched her teeth as she looked at her hands tied with the bars beside the bed.

***

Within a second, a familiar yet unfamiliar scene came into her mind. It was more like an incident that happened in front of her. But this time, she did not feel like she is watching it from afar but experiencing it by her own. Everything happened within a second but it felt like an eternity to her. Like she lived on those moments for a while.

Mantisha turned her head as nervousness engulfed her whole. Within her mind, she started praying not to meet with the face she was expecting. To her no avail, she still saw a face with a familiar pair of deep blue eyes with gold rims.

A pang of pain started forming in her chest, and the bun got stuck to her throat.

Mantisha started coughing violently.

The man immediately got stunned, he did not see this coming.

After pondering for a second, he crouched down beside her as he held her back straight and gave the drink from the table to her.

With an attractive voice he told, "Have a sip."

Mantisha grabbed the can from him and started taking big gulps. After almost finishing the drink, she stopped.

Only then she realised, that man was also holding her hand, which was holding the can. It seemed like he was feeding her.

A sudden sense of disgusting feeling rose across her heart, she jerked his right hand off from her ones and the other one from her shoulder.

That man did not say anything, he just smirked a bit. Then walked across from her and sat on the chair put opposite of the table.

The table was rather small, it was more like a tea table. With his large body frame and his strong aura spreading, the table looked smaller. Looking at his deep blue eyes with a surprised gaze, Mantisha muttered, almost in a daze,

"Matt!"

The person sitting in front of her cocked his eyebrow. Seemingly amused, he smiled. His smile seemed to restrain his strong aura a little, but it did not gave off the vibe of him being powerful.

"That's new!"

Mantisha became embarrassed immediately. She wanted to slap herself so hard that her senses stop going away. Furrowing her brows a little, she thought she should not let her emotions sway her again.

"Ahh… Umm, I did not mean to call you… You know!" Out of nervousness, she stammered a little. As the pain in her chest started becoming bearable, in her mind, she started to curse god knew who.

"Glad that you remember me, so, I hope that you know about me too." His words interrupted Mantisha's train of thoughts. She put aside her weird dream or vision or hallucination, blurting out a weird name out of the blue, and started pondering about the ways to deal with this new danger sitting in front of her.

Seeing her silent, he told again, "Last time, I did not get the chance to introduce myself properly. This time, let me do it properly."

Saying this, he stretched out his right hand and said, "Hello, I am Matteo De Sica. Glad that I get to see you again."

Mantisha had no choice left other than stretching out her hand too. She greeted him with a stiff smile as her hand touched his one.

"Hello! It's Mantisha."

When she was just going to retreat her hand, to her surprise, he did not leave it.

He brought his face closer, looked into her eyes as his lips lightly touched on the back of her hand, and he placed a lite kiss on it.

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Lack of readers' response is making me sad. I guess this work doesn't even deserve to get a comment from you. This is really making me frustrated.

Still I'm thankful to those who didn't drop it. Thanks for sticking with me.

Wishing my dear readers, happy reading. <3