Mine To Be Called ✓

~~•Thirty six•~~

"Damn it. What the hell was that?" He rasped, once again touching his bruised and swollen lip now.

She pushed his chest with her palms while scowling at him. "That's the evidence of the hatred I feel for you. Now make a memory of the first step of your love story with this beautiful bruise."

Andaleeb had left the room after that while he once again touched his aching lip which was also aching for some other reasons too other than pain. He sighed seeing the blood over his finger. His eyes went over to the open door and his lips curled in a smirk. Whatever had happened, she herself had initiated it including that kiss too. He saw her desire. He saw her getting affected by his nearness. There was no way anything was against her will. She just did this to show him that she hated him.

"One day I'll make you ache more than this, Andaleeb. And you will happily explore those erupting feelings germinating in you whenever we are close," he whispered to himself, while the pain he was feeling was close to nothing now.

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Whatever happened occurred in so much haste that she herself couldn't even realize. She herself wanted to kiss him and then suddenly, many messed up thoughts led her to end that hot kiss like that.

Holding her lehenga in her both hands, she aimlessly moved around the hallway. Around the corner, she had to stop because a furry thing came in front of her. Her heart almost came in her throat, seeing the dog eyeing her with its button-like eyes. Since she started living here, the dog has become friendlier and gentler. Perhaps its owner had trained him to consider Andaleeb as no danger as well.

"My goodness. Don't sneak up like that," she mumbled, shaking her head.

"Sikandar. To your house. Food." She turned around to hear the annoying voice of the dog's owner from behind her.

Sikandar eyed him curiously before jumping up and then taking the steps back. He was seen running towards his dog's house, which was at the backside a minute later. Whenever he was hungry and missed him, he usually came to the house.

Andaleeb stifled a laugh looking at his swollen lips. Now the bleeding might have stopped but the bruise had taken the color of dark red. She couldn't believe that a while ago, that was out of anger for herself, but now she was finding it amusing.

His gaze locked to her and something changed in it before he gestured with his hand. "Take the lead."

She listened to him without any argument. Whatever it was, she couldn't dare to use anything against her to stop her from meeting her family. Once they reached the porch, Andaleeb stood at a corner while he started talking to the guards. Minutes later, Nina had brought her suitcase and now it was being loaded into the expensive SUV. Even she could see all the workers and servants taking notice of the bruise on Masab's lips and this made her embarrassed yet feel good at the same point.

Once everything was ready, he asked her to take the seat while he himself crossed the round and sat behind the wheels. After a while, he ignited the engine, and the car started moving on the smooth roads.

"Why do you keep a dog in your house?"  She asked suddenly.

He didn't divert his attention from the road but did reply. "Sikandar is my pet."

Andaleeb slightly laughed. "Who keeps such a scary-looking pet? But yes, anything is expected from you, I guess, because you yourself are so weird."

He stared at her momentarily as his eyes shimmered with something light. "He is a very loyal pet of mine. It's very useful, too. So smart and intelligent that he realized right away that there was something wrong with his boss. He kept on staring at my face for a while time. Even my other workers as well. Who would tell them that I came across a feral cat."